Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

The holidays are drawing to a close.

During this period of time, the business of Xingyue Bakery has become more and more prosperous. Although many shops around have taken advantage of the situation and launched the same type of fried milk yellow croissant, the taste is actually similar, but the popularity cannot be compared with the former.

The popularity of this bread is not entirely because of its delicious taste, but more because of the attractiveness brought by Ji Tong's photo.

Although the photos taken after imitating his actions were everywhere, none of these deliberately posed shots can reproduce the natural and rich atmosphere of happiness.

He Shiwen was very aware of the credit for this photo, but he did not try to continue to consume it, such as printing it into a large advertisement and hanging it in front of the store, or asking Shang Jitong to do other publicity.

The decoration in the store has not changed in any way, and the not-so-big photo frame is still hanging firmly on the wall behind the cash register, staying with the photos of daughter Xingxing and his wife eating.

He Shiwen rejected all those who wanted to invest or join, and did not plan to expand and open branches, and did not plan to do publicity, because he felt that the business was too busy, which would lead to less time for him to spend with his wife and daughter.

As long as he has enough money, he still likes the relaxed life where he can occasionally be lazy and tease the children.

During this long vacation, Xiao Pei's younger brother often comes here, but he stays for a short time every day, usually for lunch and dinner.

Now there are enough staff in the store, we can take turns to eat, and there is no need to stop entertaining customers, so every time Xiaopei appears, the customers in line will recognize him and take pictures of him excitedly, as if he had encountered a starlet by chance. .

At this moment, Little Pei would politely wave to these big brothers and sisters, and then solemnly said that he was eating, but he was busy. Coupled with the calm and protective posture of the boy next to him, he laughed In the voice, everyone was also very reserved, and did not rashly step forward to disturb or make more demands.

When there were fewer customers in the afternoon, He Shiwen would force Xiao Pei to read his homework on the small round table beside him. He knew that Xiao Pei was in his third year of high school and he couldn't waste all his vacation time on part-time jobs.

During the rare quiet moments of the bakery, the handsome young man is reading a book seriously in the corner. In front of this unique scenery, even the customers who walk in will subconsciously walk lightly.

Everything is kept at just the right temperature for tranquility.

He Shiwen is very satisfied with such a day.

On the evening of the 6th, Xiao Pei, who spends almost every day in the bakery, proposed for the first time that he would ask for a day off tomorrow, and that he had to leave early tonight because he had something to do.

Of course He Shiwen didn't object. He had seen Xiao Pei's ID card and said clearly, "Are you going to celebrate your birthday tomorrow?"

Pei Qingyuan thought for a while, then nodded: "I have very important things to do on my birthday."

"Happy birthday, have fun tomorrow! Call me if you need help with anything." He Shiwen sighed with a smile, "On my eighteenth birthday, I got up early and went to the Internet cafe to play games. I had a good time. I was dizzy and almost got caught by my mother."

"But thinking about it now, I still miss it very much. From this day on, I can finally do things that I couldn't do before, right?"

Pei Qingyuan listened to his chatter, his eyes softened: "Yes."

"If you are free tomorrow, come to the store to eat cakes. If you are not free, you can do it the day after tomorrow." He Shiwen quietly lowered his voice, "A customer ordered a very beautiful cake two days ago, and it happened to be picked up tomorrow. I think it looks like It looks good, but it’s too big, I’ll make a mini version for you to try later.”

Pei Qingyuan did not refuse his kindness, but thanked him seriously: "Thank you, Uncle He."

In the store with warm lights, He Shiwen watched the boy leave on his bicycle, and only turned his head back with emotion after the figure disappeared.

What a hardworking kid.

Today, Pei Qingyuan didn't go home directly according to the previous route, but rode to the neighborhood where there were lots of light beige buildings.

Ji Tong helped him make appointments with several owners, all of which were carefully selected after analyzing the information. After seeing the house today, he can sign a contract to move tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Pei Qingyuan's usual indifferent expression was filled with slight expectations.

On the way, he also received a call from Fu Chengze and others.

"Brother Pei, have you finished your homework?"

There was a lot of noise on the phone, and several people were talking at the same time.

"It must be finished. When I pass by Xingyue, I always see Brother Pei doing homework. Quickly ask the key points!"

"When you have to copy your homework, it's brother Pei, and if you lose in a heads-up on the court, it's Xiao Pei..."

"Shut up! Do you want to fight!"

"Aren't you bothering! Hurry up and write the test paper, there's only one day left!" Fu Chengze hurriedly stopped the group of idiots next to him, then struggled for a moment, and said coyly, "Well, if you finish it, can you..."

Pei Qingyuan said honestly: "It's finished, but the papers assigned by our class are different from those of other classes, and we can't copy them. If you don't know how to do it, I can teach you."

Immediately there were bursts of wailing from the receiver, mixed with voices such as "What's wrong with the third class teacher", "Quickly look through the address book to find the next one", "Look at Xiao Pei's time management".

Fu Chengze also wailed for a while, and then calmed down again: "Forget it, forget it, it's a big deal, the teacher is used to it anyway."

"By the way, come out to play tomorrow? Let's sing together!"

He replied seriously: "Not tomorrow, there are very important things to do."

Fu Chengze could only be disappointed and said: "Okay, busy man."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and just when Pei Qingyuan thought the other party had hung up, there was a burst of orderly shouts.

"Happy eighteenth birthday!"

An extremely enthusiastic voice rushed towards him through the radio waves.

In the warm wind, a faint smile finally appeared on the boy's face.

"Thanks."

He responded in a low voice, stepped on the pedal harder, and rode towards the building with a wide balcony ahead.

At nine o'clock that night, Pei Qingyuan returned to Luo's house for the last time, and it was also the earliest time he came back recently.

He came in with two newly bought cardboard boxes. Luo Xiuyun, who was hesitating in the living room, looked over in surprise, and found that his son's expression looked faintly joyful.

A few days ago, she offered to celebrate Pei Yan's birthday, Pei Yan nodded and agreed, as if she was looking forward to her arrival, but after Luo Xiuyun calmed down, she was a little worried.

She forgot for a moment that the two children were born on the same day and had the same eighteenth birthday.

She went to celebrate Pei Yan's birthday, what about Pei Qingyuan?

Luo Xiuyun struggled for several days.

Seeing that her son came back so early, her expression softened, and the anger she had been feeling for a long time disappeared inexplicably, and she took the initiative to say: "Take the box and clean the house?"

Pei Qingyuan looked up at her and nodded.

"Oh, then you should be careful." Luo Xiuyun urged, "Just give me all the things you received in Yanyan."

The boy didn't respond or refute, but just quietly walked into the room with the cardboard box.

The next morning, Pei Qingyuan got up very early, as if he was cleaning the room early in the morning.

Luo Xiuyun listened to the movement outside for a long time, finally made up her mind, knocked on the door, and said in a low voice: "I have something to do during the day, I have to go out, and I will come back in the afternoon to buy groceries... for your birthday."

She couldn't let go of the palm of her hand and the back of her hand, so she could only come up with this compromise method, first go to Pei's house to celebrate Pei Yan's birthday, and then cook a delicious meal for Pei Qingyuan when she comes back in the afternoon.

Thinking of the conflict between the two of them a while ago, and his son's rare meekness last night, Luo Xiuyun couldn't help persuading: "From today on, you are an adult, so be obedient, the past is over, and in the future we will The two of you have to live a good life..."

The door was opened a crack, and Pei Qingyuan stood behind the door, looking at her quietly.

"I see," he said.

Luo Xiuyun immediately felt relieved: "Then I'll go out first, and I'll be back later."

The people in the room whispered, "Goodbye."

She was in a good mood when she heard her son saying goodbye to her so sensiblely today, so she went out with a smile on her face.

It's just that she ends up coming home much later than she promised.

At Pei Yan's grand coming-of-age ceremony, Luo Xiuyun met many people who could only be seen on TV before. She was very close to Pei Yan at first, but then she became farther and farther unknowingly, maybe because she was attracted by other people. Separated, maybe she showed her timidity.

Standing in the corner of the banquet hall, she looked up at the glamorous and flawless family in front of her, shrouded in golden light.

The father in suits and leather shoes, the beautiful and noble mother, and the son who is as cute as a little prince are surrounded by countless smiling faces. In the distant and magnificent world, people even laugh with subtle tones and scales.

Luo Xiuyun burrowed into the corner in panic, and finally realized that she was out of place, and wondered if it was time to leave.

It can be said that it was a pleasure to see her.

So in a daze, she stayed until the evening before leaving.

The vegetable market was close to closing, Luo Xiuyun hastily picked some meat and vegetables, bought a ready-made small cake from the bakery closest to home, and hurried home.

When she went upstairs, she smelled the smell of food coming from the house next door, and those flashy scenes kept swirling in her mind, which made her forehead ache.

For the first time, she even missed her son who seldom spoke and always stayed quietly in the room reading a book.

Luo Xiuyun took out the key and opened the door. The living room was pitch black. She didn't care, knowing that Luo Zhichang must have gone out to meet his co-workers for a drink and watch football.

She put down the dishes and took the initiative to knock on Pei Qingyuan's door, secretly annoyed that she would face another cold face, but no one answered for a long time.

The gap at the bottom of the door was also pitch black, not a single ray of light came through.

Luo Xiuyun was startled, and stretched out her hand to turn the doorknob.

There was no light turned on in this small and crowded room, only the faint moonlight falling in from the window, coating the cold furniture with a halo.

Wherever Luo Xiuyun looked, they were all things used by Pei Yan, and they were well preserved by her, so the newcomers did not go beyond the distance at all, and did not make any changes without authorization.

Tidy beds, empty desk tops, overcrowded bookcases... All the furnishings have been restored, even the cardboard box that Pei Qingyuan has been using to store books is gone.

The traces belonging to the other child were completely gone.

As if he never showed up.