The bow-tie clerk was holding a photo of her baby with starry eyes.
"Wow, this is heaven! It's heaven!"
Meng Fei was still wearing a dark blue Lolita skirt. He stood aside, holding his chin, and said:
"So, if you leave, what do you want to do?"
"We can't live without it." The bow-tie clerk had long recognized the reality, and she wasn't sad at all.
But her eyes, which had always been full of vitality, suddenly drooped a little melancholy, and the eyelids covered half of her eyes, making it impossible to see her eyes clearly.
Like a kitten that has been showing its teeth and claws, suddenly becomes depressed.
Meng Fei held up his chin and asked, "What if? If you could leave, what job would you like to do?"
The bow-tie clerk thought about it for a long, long time.
Finally, she said, "I want to be a professional photographer."
This sentence may be the dream of the bow-tie clerk.
Even if I say it, I don't dare to say it loudly, for fear that this dream will be shattered accidentally.
Meng Fei smiled and said nonchalantly: "Oh, I understand. Are you going to take pictures of other people's wives and make them your own?"
The bow-tie clerk also laughed and said, "I don't have that~"
The somewhat melancholic and suffocating atmosphere was broken.
Meng Fei: "I see there's nothing wrong with you. Bye, I'm leaving."
Bow clerk: "No, wouldn't this dress be too conspicuous?!"
Meng Fei: "Is there any?"
Bow tie clerk: "..."
"Well, I'm afraid it will be very conspicuous. Forget it, let's change it back. I don't want to make a conspicuous bag." Meng Fei thought about it and changed back to his silk clothes.
"Bye, I'm going back to sleep." Meng Fei said goodbye to the bow-tie clerk, waving his hands and leaving with a very cool movement.
He is so handsome that even this amusement park that eats people without spitting out their bones can't keep him.
But why can't you keep it?
The bow-tie clerk hesitated for a moment and then said: "Don't go to the viewing area, and don't go to the haunted house."
"Why?" Meng Fei stopped and looked at her at the door.
He turned sideways, with his hands in his pockets, and his hair slightly blocked his face, making his expression unclear.
But maybe, it's just childish and out of tune, right?
The bow-tie clerk thought to himself: If he doesn't explain clearly, maybe this kid will really die.
The bow-tie clerk sighed and said, "Because there are a lot of [bugs] in the viewing area. Those [bugs] have no brains and are driven entirely by instinct."
"You were just lucky this time, so you didn't die."
"As for the haunted house, you will encounter some unlucky things there, and they might kill you."
This is the advice of the bow-tie clerk.
After Meng Fei finished listening, he said: "Thank you."
The bow-tie clerk's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly she had an idea.
"You don't want to go to the viewing area at night!"
"No! Those [bugs] will wake up at night!!!"
Meng Fei: "But, I have to go and have a look, right?"
The bow-tie clerk rolled up his sleeves and said viciously: "...Damn it, I have to break your legs."
Meng Fei: "Oh, I almost forgot! This!"
Meng Fei said, taking out the white dog doll set in the corner, "Thanks for the reminder!"
The bow-tie clerk was furious, "I'm not kidding you!"
Meng Fei looked at her and tilted his head, "So? Do you think you can stop me? You can't leave the rest area, right?"
Meng Fei said, already taking steps out, he stood at the door, smiling.
What a sharp guy, she literally couldn't leave the lounge area.
The bow-tie clerk let out a sigh of relief. She didn't know why, but she said something: "...I want you to stay."
After all, these two places are not completely off limits.
But the bowknot clerk was really scared, afraid that Meng Fei would find a way to leave.
So, what should she do?
Will it be lonelier?
"So you want to stop me from leaving, right?" Meng Fei narrowed his eyes and said, "As expected, both humans and weirdos are very selfish."
Having nothing to say, the bow-tie clerk looked at Meng Fei, who always maintained a perfect smile.
Has this person never really been close to her?
The bow-tie clerk suddenly remembered a sentence he saw a long, long time ago.
[If you feel that you are having a great time chatting with someone, it may not be because you really have a good conversation, but because the other person is willing to accommodate you. 】
"Am I the only one who thinks we are friends?" The bow-tie clerk's heart ached.
The bow-tie clerk couldn't cope with the sudden soreness.
Meng Fei opened his eyes wide in surprise and said:
"I thought you thought of yourself as a mother? Do you think we are friends?"
"Ah, although I really want to protect you! But how do you feel?" The bow-tie clerk was extremely angry.
Meng Fei tilted his head and said with an innocent look, "They must be friends."
Liar.
The bow-knot clerk looked at Meng Fei. She couldn't tell whether Meng Fei's words were true or false. She fell into a dilemma. Finally, she said:
"It's really selfish. I'm really selfish because I don't want to lose you as a friend."
"Meng Fei, let me tell you how to enter the viewing area alive and how to come out alive."
"Flowers, as long as you bring flowers, [insects] won't hurt you." The bow-tie clerk said what he knew was the most critical point.
Although knowing this might make Meng Fei leave, she could not accept it even more than Meng Fei leaving and Meng Fei dying because of her concealment and turning into a doll.
She has become like this, so Meng Fei, who at least gave her warmth and beautiful photos, cannot become more miserable...
flower.
Meng Fei's eyebrows softened. He was not like a child who had not grown up, but like a mature man.
"Flowers, thank you, sister."
After Meng Fei finished speaking, he left with the white dog doll suit.
No money was given.
What kind of money do you have to pay? Anyway, the bow-tie clerk won’t chase him to chop him.
Time was limited, so Meng Fei returned directly to the hotel and went to find the uncle of the staff.
"Uncle, I have a question. Which room does the girl with me live in?"
The uncle of the staff looked at Meng Fei, smiled slightly, and said, "Why are you asking?"
Of course the staff member knew who Meng Fei was asking about.
It was the dark-haired girl with bad looks who ate the army hotpot he carefully prepared.
What's wrong? Could it be that this child was bewitched by that incompetent woman again?
Not as good as the girl in the gift shop.
Meng Fei took out a lollipop from his pocket, gave it to the uncle of the staff, and said: "Bribery! Tell me! Please!"
Use the toughest tone and say the softest words!
