Chapter 4:

The night is deep.
For the first time in Gu Miao's dark dreams, a slight light appeared.
He dreamed of talking to the girl for the first time.
It was an early autumn night in the first year of high school.
It was past eight in the evening, and there were only three or two people sitting in the fan shop.
Xiao Wang in front of the revenue desk answered the phone and hurriedly said that there was something at home and that he might have to go first.
As usual, there should be two people in the store, Xiao Wang is responsible for ordering and collecting money, and Gu Miao cooks the noodles in the back kitchen.
Gu Miao had spent a lot of energy before finding this job.
After the death of his parents, he left no inheritance. The uncle who adopted him was not wealthy. Now he has a child and is even more stretched.
So after school every day, he will go to work part-time for three hours, and he can save some living expenses.
But a part-time job is not easy to find, and I asked several companies in a row, either because he was afraid of causing troubles and didn't hire students, but because he was not easy to speak and communicate with each other.
He overwhelmed his salary very low, and the owner of the fan shop looked at him pitifully, and finally reluctantly agreed to him to cook the noodles in the back kitchen.
This job was hard-won, and the colleagues in the store now ask him for it, so it is hard not to agree.
Seeing him hesitating, Xiao Wang said anxiously: "There are not many people in the store now, you just sit here, people order, you just nod, don't say anything."
Gu Miao thought for a while and nodded hesitantly.
In fact, he was just afraid of speaking slowly, causing dissatisfaction with customers and causing trouble in the store.
"Thank you." Xiao Wangxi smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you again, Brother Tian."
There were indeed no people in the shop. After Xiao Wang left, several diners finished the noodles, paid directly and left.
Gu Miao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In early autumn, the plane tree next to the store was golden, and a few leaves were blown by the evening breeze, which erraticly fell on the steps in front of the store.
Gu Miao lowered his head to sort out the money in the cash register, and heard a few slight noises at the door.
He raised his eyes and saw the girl slowly walking into the store carrying the beige schoolbag.
The dark blue autumn school uniform made her face white, and the incandescent lamp in the store dazzled her slightly raised peach eyes.
At this moment, the girl was looking up slightly, looking at the menu posted on the wall intently, and then she turned her head for a while and asked him: "What is the three fresh rice noodles?"
Her voice was crisp and sweet, like a stream on a spring mountain flowing over a dry ridge.
Gu Miao's heart trembled fiercely.
"Just, that is, incense, shiitake mushrooms."
Gu Miao paused, wishing to slap his disobedient mouth severely.
He closed his eyes resignedly, waiting for the girl to interrupt impatiently.
The shop was silent, and even the sound of yellow leaves falling on the steps could be heard clearly.
The disgusting tone that had appeared countless times in his memory did not appear.
Gu Miao's eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes to look at her.
The girl's eyes were clear, like a limpid lake, without a trace of impatience, but with some shallow doubts: "Apart from mushrooms, what else?"
She didn't care about her stutter.
Gu Miao breathed a sigh of relief, his ice-like heart slowly dissipated, and he connected and said that the words came out smoothly: "Also, lean meat and pork liver."
A faint smile appeared on the girl's lips: "Then a bowl of three fresh rice noodles, add an omelette, thank you."
Gu Miao pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
Under the bright lights in the store, he looked at the girl's slender back, only to feel that a ray of light slowly rose from the bottom of his dark heart.
This is the first time someone has treated him patiently and peacefully.
He returned to the kitchen and silently lowered his head to cook the powder before serving it to the girl.
"Thank you." She thanked with a faint smile, with two sweet dimples on the corners of her mouth.
Gu Miao felt her heart hit hard, and her ears could not help but warm up.
"No, no need."
The clocks on the wall were ringing, and there was no one in the store. After Gu Miao returned to the cash register, she took out the textbooks and read the books quietly.
But his mind was erratic, and his eyes couldn't help but drifted away.
Before turning a few pages of the book, a tall figure rushed into the shop.
Gu Miao raised her eyes and saw the incoming person clearly, her eyes flashed, and her hand holding the textbook was quietly clenched.
That is Wang Donghai, the "boss" in their class, who loves to make fun of him on weekdays.
Wang Donghai also didn't expect Gu Miao to work in this shop. Her thick thick eyebrows were raised in surprise, and she walked into the counter and patted hard.
Gu Miao put down the book and looked at him with black eyes without any emotion.
"A bowl of clear soup powder, add beef." After he said this, he turned around and found a seat to sit down.
There was no fault.
Gu Miao was a little surprised. Wang Donghai is a group of people who love to give him some color on weekdays. Either pass by and kick his desk, or a group of people gather together to make him stutter.
But today, he even let go of this opportunity to find trouble.
No trouble is of course the best.
Gu Miao breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the kitchen, cooked a bowl of clear soup powder as he wanted, and added two spoonfuls of beef according to the normal amount.
Wang Donghai eats quickly. He belongs to the school basketball team. He is a tall man and consumes a lot of money. When he sucked and cleaned the soup, Cheng Chu just finished eating.
The two stood in front of the cash register one after the other to check out.
"How much?" Wang Donghai glanced at the price list on the wall and asked knowingly.
The price is clearly marked in the store, and generally customers will calculate the money themselves and pay directly without asking much.
Gu Miao knew that he should be looking for faults, her thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line.
This time, he must not stutter, he thought to himself.
But he opened his mouth, but his mouth still repeated the numbers as if not being asked: "Ten, ten, ten."
Wang Donghai smiled maliciously at the corner of his mouth, took out a crumpled ten-dollar note from his pocket, and threw it directly at the cash register: "Oh, ten, here you are."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the schoolbag on the chair, turned and left.
A total of fifteen pieces of clear soup powder and beef, Wang Donghai was clearly deliberate.
If there is no money in the store, you have to pay for it yourself.
Gu Miao's salary for a day was not much, even if it was five yuan, he would cherish it.
So even if he knows to stop him, he will definitely be opposed by bad words, and may even argue with him clumsily.
Gu Miao gritted her teeth and walked around the cash register to stop Wang Donghai.
But before he had time to stop him, the girl standing at the back had already taken a step forward and quickly walked to Wang Donghai's body, blocking his way.
The girl is slender, a head shorter than Wang Donghai, but she still raises her head without fear, her peach blossom eyes are clear and moving.
"He hasn't finished talking about the price yet, do you remember to pay?"
Wang Donghai knew about Cheng Chu. Who didn't know about the high flower.
He even secretly said colorful jokes with his brothers, and the protagonist of this joke is naturally the most beautiful girl in this grade.
But when this beautiful girl stood in front of him and blatantly accused him, Wang Donghai still felt unhappy in his heart.
"I gave the ten yuan he said himself, what's the matter?" He stalked his neck and looked at Cheng Chu condescendingly.
Gu Miao was about to step forward to speak, when she saw the girl holding her arms around her chest, she looked up and down Wang Donghai a few times with disdain, then sneered, and said, "You are such a big person, and you still do this kind of recklessness."
She pointed her finger at the price list on the wall, and said loudly: "You eat the clear soup powder with beef, the clear soup powder is ten yuan, and the beef five yuan, ten plus five equals fifteen, don’t you count, you really are us High school?"
Wang Donghai was blushing when he was said, but he couldn't make any rebuttals, so he took five yuan from his pocket and threw it at Gu Miao: "Here you are, I can't speak clearly, what else will I sell? thing."
He threw his schoolbag on his back, no longer looked at Cheng Chu, and strode out of the fan shop.
Cheng Chu looked at his back, rolled his eyes, and whispered, "Who is this?"
She turned around and saw Gu Miao squatting on the ground, silently picking up the crumpled five yuan.
The boy wore the spacious work clothes in the shop, which made him pale and thin.
Cheng Chu felt a little sour inexplicably, she pursed her lips, and said softly, "Don't care about such people."
The coldness just faded away, and the girl's voice was soft and soft.
Gu Miao only felt that when she was fed the soft cotton candy, her sweet heart was about to melt.
He flattened the five wrinkled dollars, put them in the cash register, and whispered, "Thanks, thanks."
"No need." Cheng Chu took out the money from his pocket and handed it to him: "I'm three fresh noodles with eggs, it's 13 yuan in total, right."
The girl's fingers are slender and long, and her nails are neatly cut.
It is a pair of piano hands.
Gu Miao lowered her eyes and saw a flat ten-dollar banknote and a one-dollar coin lying in her palm.
"I, I, please, thank you, thank you, help me."
Gu Miao didn't know how to appreciate him, so he could only say so.
Although thirteen yuan was his salary for almost half a night, thinking that it was spent for her, there was a sweet secret happiness in his heart.
"Don't, don't you have a big loss like this, I got you five yuan back, and you took another 13 yuan."
The girl was afraid that he would refuse, so she put the 13 yuan directly on the cash register and ran away with her schoolbag on her back.
The sycamore leaves at the door fluttered down, and Gu Miao smiled involuntarily looking at her light back.
When the back disappeared, he reacted as if he had first awakened from a dream.
It's been a long time since I laughed.
The hour hand slowly turned to nine o'clock, and it was time for get off work.
When Gu Miao closed the store door, the strong tremor in his heart not only did not stop, but gradually became stronger, like a flame that grew more and more in the winter, heating up the cold corner of his heart.
He began to hope that one day he could be a little closer to the dazzling sun girl, even if it was just a word or a few words to her.
But when autumn comes and spring comes, the plane trees outside the store have lost all their leaves and re-grow new green.
The girl never came again.
Gu Miao rarely sees her at school. Only a few times, the girl is surrounded by many people like stars.
And he has no chance of being close.
Life seemed to have returned to its original position, and the bright morning sun disappeared in his life.
But that warm touch, as if still engraved in his heart, melted into his soul.
He thought their closest distance would only be passing by in the corridor.
Never thought that one day, the girl would appear in his life again.
At that moment, it was like dead wood regenerating, and his dead heart came alive in an instant.
The author has something to say: Gu Miao: We have an unknown past, although she has forgotten it (sad)
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