Chapter 249 The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (23)
The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (Twenty-three)
In the end, Song Ning didn't ask too many questions.
He had some vague resistance to what was written in Song Huai'en's two letters and didn't want to know.
He could probably guess why Lance didn't give him Song Huai'en's letter.
Song Ning was sitting in the cinema, with popcorn in his hand, which he hadn't tasted in years. It smelled delicious.
The fragrance lingered in his nostrils, a recently released movie was playing on the screen in front of him, and there was a silence in his ears as if he was the only one in the world.
But Song Ning knew it was an illusion.
Because his hand holding the popcorn collided with Lance's warm fingertips in the popcorn bucket.
Just as Song Ning was about to dodge, two fingers grabbed his fingertips.
He turned his head to the side. In the darkness, Lance's profile was even more perfect than the male protagonist in the movie. When he noticed Song Ning's gaze, he turned his head slightly. His blue eyes were dazzling under the fluorescent light, but with a little caution.
The last movie Easter egg ended, the lights in the theater came on, and Lance stood up, grabbing Song Ning's hand.
"Ningning, have you watched the movie?"
Song Ning didn't understand, but nodded anyway.
"finish watching."
The crowd walked out, but several young girls couldn't help but look at their clasped hands as they passed by.
"So Ningning really has nothing to say to me?"
Lance thought Song Ning would continue asking.
Song Ning met his blue eyes and suddenly reacted.
"So you spent the entire movie waiting for me to ask? You didn't watch it?"
Lance's expression was a little subtle.
It’s not like he didn’t watch…
"A little?"
Lie, Song Ning thought.
If Lance had really seen the movie, he wouldn't have used such an uncertain tone, so this guy was really struggling with this in his mind the entire time and didn't even watch the movie at all.
Thinking of this, Song Ning's mood became a little difficult to describe.
It's an indescribable feeling, a little sour but not uncomfortable.
"I don't really have anything to ask."
After he finished speaking, he picked up his popcorn, stood up, and walked out of the theater slowly, side by side with Lance, avoiding the crowd.
"I actually know a little bit about Song Huai'en's personality."
Lance glanced at him, and Song Ning understood what he meant but was not annoyed.
"Although he is not the kind of person who is grateful for favors, my dad was very worried about him when he passed away."
Song Ning paused, and there was a hint of sadness and nostalgia in his eyes when he talked about his deceased father.
"Dad is a good man, and a very kind person. When he left, he was worried that Song Huai'en was still too young and would go astray, so he hoped that I could raise Song Huai'en well."
He tried hard to do so, but unfortunately some things are just the way they are.
"I figured it out the day Ergou and Song Huai'en met. I am not one of the family members he chose."
Suddenly, a light drizzle began to fall outside the cinema. Lance took Song Ning's hand and went back to buy a large black hard umbrella.
The umbrella was tilted towards Song Ning, and Lance had his other hand in his trouser pocket.
"Then Ningning doesn't want to know, or does she think there's no need to know."
Song Ning glanced at the big black umbrella and couldn't help but look at the tall man beside him several times.
Lance is a lot like his father sometimes. His father would also buy this kind of big umbrella because it can easily cover the whole family.
He thought about what Lance said and affirmed.
"Yes, and now you are my family. We agreed to trust each other. Since you don't want me to see those, then I won't see them."
He suddenly smiled as slyly as a little fox and turned his head from under the umbrella to look at Lance.
"Whatever you do, you're just trying to be nice to me, right?"
In this case, it is not so important to seek the truth and the answer.
"Besides, I'm a senior in high school who's working hard for my future. Wanting to know everything will only hurt me, right?"
What else could Lance say when he saw this smile?
He could only hide his useless, redundant and meaningless thoughts deep in his heart, and then nodded helplessly with undisguised doting.
"Yeah, so senior year guys let's go home quickly, you still have to go to school tomorrow."
Song Ning sighed deliberately.
"I wanted to, but it's raining."
Lance's pace, which was about to speed up, suddenly slowed down.
Yes, it's still raining.
In that case, let him continue to cherish and enjoy the few moments he can spend walking with this senior high school student.
"Useless! I told him there was no way he wouldn't make any move. It's all your fault, useless piece of shit!"
Song Huai'en cursed loudly while wearing expensive brand-name clothes, and the people who came to face their employers in shame felt a little uncomfortable after being scolded by him.
How would he know? The employer didn't explain it clearly at the beginning.
But for the sake of money, this guy still licks his face.
"You really can't blame me for this. It was that guy named Lance. I knew at first glance that he was a gangster and not a good person."
His eyes rolled and he started making up stories.
"I paid close attention this time. Lance was about 1.9 meters tall, muscular, and strong. He could easily grab my collar and lift me up with one hand!"
"1.9 meters?"
Song Huai'en looked at him with some suspicion.
In their small county, it's considered good if there are a few people who are 1.8 meters tall. How could someone be 1.9 meters tall?
"I swear everything I said is true! Look at me, I'm this tall too. If that person is not over 1.9 meters tall, how could he lift me up with one hand?"
Song Huai'en looked at him and reluctantly believed it.
"and then?"
When this person saw Song Huai'en's attitude, he knew that he believed it, so he continued to fabricate stories.
"To be honest, I could tell at first sight that this guy was a gangster. The guy named Song Ning you were looking for didn't dare to say a word from beginning to end. I went to ask around and they all said that Song Ning hardly appeared in the store now. They all said that the store was run by that guy named Lance. Is there any need to check? It's obvious that Lance saw that Song Ning was alone and easy to bully, so he just took over his store!"
"What did you say?"
Song Huai'en couldn't believe it. "You said that guy robbed the store?"
"I guess that's the case. Otherwise, why didn't I see Song Ning the two times I went there?"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had something to say.
"And I also noticed that Song Ning seemed to have cried. His eyes and face were red from crying. If this wasn't a sign of being bullied, what could it be?"
Song Huai'en's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Could it be that what this guy said was true? Song Ning's soft character and the fact that he alone couldn't keep the store.
But if this happens, won’t Song Ning be able to open a store and make money?
How could he continue to get money from Song Ning? Even if it was only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a year, it could still buy two sets of clothes.
Song Huai'en hesitated again and again, and made a decision in his heart.
No, he has to find a suitable time to avoid the Song family and go back to the county town. Song Ning must continue to run the breakfast shop!