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054, is love without teaching?(1/2)

054. Regardless of being a romance?

For Chris, who knows nothing, an idiot knows that even telling him such a thing is useless. How could he know the sword intent of his learning?

"Hey, you just talked about love, are you thinking about what is love?"

At this time, the waiter next to him pushed a large plate to the adjacent table. When he opened the lid, he saw a roast chicken that was so red that it was difficult to see directly.

Xiaobian turned her head and stared at the roast chicken with her eyes curled up. Compared to the person who saw the roast chicken on the table who covered her nose after she saw the roast chicken, her saliva was almost flowing down.

"Really, why did you order this thing?"

"But, I heard that the store's signature is this flame roast chicken, so I..."

"It's really, so spicy, how can I eat it? Can I return it?"

"Damn it, you can't retreat. This is what you ordered, so you will be responsible for eliminating it!"

The saliva had flowed out of the corner of the girl's mouth uncontrollably. She half opened her mouth and let the liquid drip from her mouth without any sense. The idiot glanced at the girl, then looked at the price of the roast chicken on the menu, and gently patted her head.

"Hey, is it really a relationship right? Don't you know?"

Chris was still talking there, and the idiot was a little annoyed by him, so he could only respond: "Ah, I don't know."

Hearing this sentence, Chris suddenly burst into laughter and said, "This is it! You don't know, so why don't you ask me? I'm a veteran, and I know exactly what love is!"

The idiot's pupils instantly dilated. He looked at the smug Chris here in disbelief and couldn't help swallowing.

"You said...you know what a relationship is?"

"Hahaha, of course."

Chris supported his chin and said proudly: "The relationship between Jiumei and I is not something to play with. We have witnessed a lot of things together."

The idiot swallowed and asked again: "What is that... love, what is it."

At this time, the diners on the table were frowning at the roast chicken, but unexpectedly, the servants there took out a bottle from the condiment rack next to them, poured out a pile of bright red sauce, and poured it onto the roast chicken.

"Everyone, please dip this special hot sauce when eating roast chicken. This way, you can taste the extreme deliciousness of this roast chicken."

"Damn it! What kind of store are you? It's a black store, right!!!"

"So, please use it slowly."

The next table has started to make a fuss, but it has nothing to do with Chris and idiots here. Under the idiot's desire for knowledge, Chris pinched his chin and recalled it carefully, and said, "In short, love is like a thing that is to care for each other, caring for each other, and not tolerate the other party being hurt at all. And I hope to live with each other forever."

The idiot frowned slightly and began to think to himself.

“…be caring for each other…be caring about each other…?”

"Yes, yes, and I hope the other person lives happier than you. The other person's happiness is his own happiness, and the other person's misfortune is his own misfortune. When you encounter the other person's difficulties, you always try every means to solve it for her. I hope she is safe, happy, and carefree."

Is this... a love affair?

The idiot frowned and thought.

"That's what I say..."

As Chris finished a long sentence and was resting in the middle, the idiot reached out to the bottom of the table, grabbed it, and pulled it out. His hand was pinching the back of the small bread's neck and lifting her in the air.

"Does my feelings for this girl also have a relationship?"

While the idiot said, he glanced coldly at the little girl who was sneaking away. Xiao Bao noticed that he was not, and smiled awkwardly.

Chris looked at the little girl in front of him who was holding the back of the little bread with one hand and lifting her in the air with one hand. She smiled a little embarrassedly: "No, right, how can the relationship between you and Xiaobao be said to be a relationship? It's not like this."

"Why don't it look like it."

The idiot put the small bread back on the seat, glared at her, and said, "A man and a woman, I hope she lives a happy life and is carefree. I think so too... Bread, you dare to take a step and try it. Wipe your saliva clean."

After being drunk by the idiot, Xiaobread sat in her seat with a grievance, and cried, grabbed the piece of cheese bread that she didn't like at all and started eating.

In response to the idiot's rebuttal, Chris waved his hand repeatedly and said, "No, right? What is this love? If I really want to say, you and this child feel more like the relationship between a father and a daughter, a brother and a sister. No matter what it is, it is impossible to get involved in a relationship."

“………”

The idiot was silent, and looking at his expression, he seemed a little confused.

Chris smiled and said, "Think about it again, besides this child, are there any other women who can make you care as much as she cares about her? Think about it carefully."

Apart from bread? This question is stumping the idiot. He lowered his head and began to think hard. Although there are several women who care about life and death in his life experience, he should say that girls who can rank on the same level as bread...

"No."

The idiot came to the conclusion very decisively.

"No one, a woman, can make me care more than bread."

Chris seemed even more embarrassed about this. He understood the feelings of idiots for small bread, but while he understood, he was trying hard to tell idiots about the difference between their liking for bread and their liking for other girls. Unfortunately, idiots' minds seemed to be too till they could turn around. No matter how Chris explained, idiots were persistent in thinking that no girl could care more about bread than bread. Or, no "person" could be more important than bread.

"Well... how should I explain it to you?"

As a married person, Chris actually defeated the idiot. At this time, the idiot grabbed the small bread that he wanted to sneak away and pulled her back to her seat. After thinking for so long, the idiot decided to make a compromise.

"In other words, although my relationship with this girl is very close to a relationship, it is not a relationship."

Chris shook his head and said, "So, your feelings are more like the love between father and brother."

“………………Then, the difference between the love between men and women and the love between father and brother. Tell me.”

Chris covered his head, glanced at the idiot, and said, "Well... I haven't become a father and have no sister. If I want me to say, the love between men and women should be more tolerant than the love between father and brother. Both parties have a greater degree of freedom. After all, fathers and brothers need to discipline their daughters or sisters. There is no so-called "discipline" between men and women."

Hearing this answer, the idiot fell into deep thought again. After a long period of thinking, he finally came up with his own answer.

In other words, the only difference between father and brother's love and man and woman's love is whether there is discipline? As long as there is discipline, it is the love between father and brother. As long as there is no discipline, it is the love between father and brother.

Finally... the idiot felt that he had figured it out.

His eyes once again looked at Xiaobian. Xiaobian, who had been caught twice, immediately lowered his head when he touched the cold eyes of the idiot, and ate the cheese bread in big mouthfuls.

"bread."

"Ahhh?"

"From now on, I won't discipline you anymore. You can do whatever you like."

“Ahhhhhhhh???”

Ignoring Xiaobian's surprised look, the idiot turned around and simply ate all the food in his hand, then walked out of the hotel, looking like he was not caring about anything.

Xiaobread stayed on the spot, looking at a loss.

Maybe she doesn't understand the meaning of the idiot. However, if the so-called "no longer discipline" means that she can let herself do anything...

"Ahhhh!"

With a bang, the small bread jumped off the seat. She drooled and rushed to the adjacent table like the wind! The spicy smell emitted in the air had already made her unable to bear it. Even if she was thick-skinned, she must grab a piece of chicken to satisfy her appetite!

"Okay, the package is finished, I can take it home, right?"

Unfortunately, when the girl rushed to the adjacent table, the big roast chicken had been cut and put into the lunch box. The person holding the lunch box settled the bill and walked out of the hotel helplessly and left.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The bread fell down...

She lay at the door of the store, her eyes covered with tears, and she stared at the man holding the lunch box riding on the camel and leaving.

At this moment, how much she wanted to rush up to stop her immediately. How much she wanted to taste the roast chicken that made her whole body burn! But now... now...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Tears, mixed with saliva, rolled down her face like a waterfall and fell into the sand below.

Now what we welcomed her seemed to be the only kind of regret and annoyance, which was constantly entangled in this little body, and it was constantly escalating...

After lunch, the people in the dining room gradually dispersed. Guests who liked to visit left the hotel to travel, and there were also a lot fewer people in the store.

However, the bread didn't go out.

She lay on the bed, burying her head between the pillows.

Once she remembered the scene where the diner left with so many roast chickens she didn't want to eat, she couldn't help crying.

Once she remembered the unique spicy flavor emitted by the roast chicken, she would drool while crying.

What a cruel reality...is it?

If possible, Xiaobiao would rather have never seen the roast chicken. In this way, he would not cry here or cry for it here.

Crying for others is really bad.

Even for a chicken, the pain of separation, the determination to part with each other forever, will never be heart-wrenching and uncomfortable. For a little girl who is only eight years old, it is too heavy and too cruel...

“…………Silly?”

Suddenly, Xiaobian thought of something. She suddenly raised her head from the pillow, and the two jade-colored eyes showed a light of excitement and desire. After making up her mind, she immediately jumped out of the bed, rushed out of the room like a flying, and rushed towards her destination...

The desert town in the afternoon is the hottest and lazy time for people.

This laziness is not only reflected in the tourists in Papa Town, but also in the hotel staff.

In the kitchen, the chefs who had been busy for a whole morning were exhausted. They had lost their strength by the heat and found a cool place to take a nap and rest. In this way, the kitchen became a "treasure house" without anyone guarding.

Behind the kitchen is a live poultry breeding ground.
To be continued...
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