Mercury Dream

Chapter 12: I can’t see myself clearly… (2)

Sayya's message: When you open the old photo album, although you often see unworthy images, the treasures still exist. Whenever you open a page, it is like going back to that moment, feeling the mood and touching of that breath... Maybe this is how it is described--////

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Everything has its past, and this is an inevitable truth.

The deep red, like a waterfall, poured down, outlining a scorching curve.

At the end of the thick darkness, it seemed that a hazy figure could be seen. The huge earth occupied the depths of the depths, and the bright golden eyes were reflecting the bright red agitation.

No matter what is it, it cannot escape this law, but humans are different...

The seemingly transparent wine glass is filled with a strong breath that exudes the fermentation, and it turns into a shallow vortex.

The huge palms were lightly pinching the wine glass, as if they didn't plan to drink immediately, but they admired it deeply as if they were looking at the treasure.

...There are very few, very few humans who can bury their past without being known to anyone, so as to abandon that time, but can this be really done?

The body full of oppression was lying on a high-end leather sofa, with thick arms covered with white fur leaning against the hand, and the huge tiger head was lying on the edge of the sofa, slightly tilting from a subtle angle, looking at the treasures hidden from the wine cabinet.

He slowly raised his arms, and the dark red wine glass was also slowly raised.

The huge tiger face now reveals a completely different face from the past, which is both sad and ridiculous, but more and more are some unspeakable expectations.

People always like to name the stars they find and treat them as their own things. In fact, the stars do not belong to anyone. (Note 1)

The deep red color penetrates into the mouth.

The sensation penetrated into the body, and the fiery redness.

With you, Miss.

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What exactly is the so-called foodie?

Does it mean a guy who knows how to eat and his stomach is like a bottomless pit?

No! That's just a big eater. Although it's extremely close, it's still a bit different.

Although Sayya doesn't understand it at all, he doesn't understand the difference in definitions.

After all, she is not a foodie or a big eater, but just an ordinary lady.

However, at this moment, on a dining table in a cubicle in a restaurant on the coast, Sayer was forced to understand the differences between these two nouns.

This is delicious, and the umami flavor of the vegetables is fully reflected. And after chewing, the fresh sweetness fills the mouth, making people feel endless aftertaste.

Her left hand gently stroked her slightly red cheeks, her eyes narrowed with happiness, and at the same time, she was still standing opposite Saya, who had not forgotten about the others, quickly shared her feelings with her cousin who had not seen her for a long time.

However, this feeling did not seem to be conveyed very successfully. At least for Saya, who had been putting the vegetable dish aside, he seemed to have no intention of moving a meal fork.

But I have been watched with such enthusiastic eyes, and I am a minority of my relatives who took good care of me when I was a child. It is really difficult to take out a special face for the outside world to deal with it.

...I, I still can't help with deep se vegetables. If it's possible to pair it with pizza, but if you want to eat it directly...

Of course it is impossible!!

Although the words were not spoken, the meaning had been successfully conveyed.

It turns out that this habit has not been changed. Sayya is not good. You have to eat vegetables well to balance nutrition.

The girl sitting opposite her was like a sister who was concerned about her partial eating, and she softly spoke in a caring tone, telling the right argument.

However, even though she knew her cousin’s habits, Sayya also had a considerable understanding of this cousin who had taken care of her since childhood.

Especially after just confirmation, Sayya became even more sure.

Sister Nana, don’t you eat it? I think the nutritional value should be higher.

Using a small finger, he looked at one thing in the salad tray, especially as other vegetables around him were solved one after another, the crystal clear red se pulp seemed to be more conspicuous and eye-catching.

This... Saya's cousin, the girl named Nana, showed a very hesitant look at this moment.

As for Saya, she smiled so well, but she never stopped talking: Although Nana's sister was annoying in the past, she is already an adult, so she won't be picky about food, right?

Woo...

I picked up the fork with a trembling trembling, but it was different from eating it just now. I wanted to make some moves several times in a row, but I was forced to get stuck at the last moment. I couldn't let the fork and the red se fruit, the red se fruit, the red se fruit...

Is this what to eat? This is the demon of red se! The demon of red se!!

He put down the fork vigorously, and Nana immediately pushed the tomatoes in front of him away, as if he wanted to push it as far as possible. Then he pouted and looked at Saya, who was right opposite, smiling at the table.

Sha, yeah!! I'm going to get angry!!

Although he was about to be angry, if he looked carefully, he found that Nana looked at Saya but could not find any anger at all, all that was pampering and... gratitude.

Saya, who grew up with Nana, naturally understood that the sister had no intention of getting angry at all, so she shook her head indifferently and made her hair look messy.

There is really no change at all, Sister Nana.

But after finishing speaking again, Saya shook his head immediately, then looked at Nana opposite him seriously.

No, there are still changes. Congratulations, you have fulfilled your dream that has been working hard since the past.

A soft smile rippled on the lips.

Hehe, I work so hard, so hard... I can finally step on the stage I have always dreamed of.

Well, it’s been almost 10 years since Sister Nana moved here alone, it’s almost such a long time.

It turns out that it has been so long that it is really unexpected.

What is even more unexpected is that Sister Nana's sense of time is right.

Because I worked very hard, so I said this.

Please don’t say this while looking at the menu, it sounds really unconvincing.

Suspicious, but this looks delicious.

Nana pointed to the mushroom hotpot on one of the pages of the menu, and introduced the various dishes in it in a rich text and text, and emphasized the freshness, which made Nana, who had just enjoyed fresh vegetables, move her index finger again.

By the way, this restaurant adopts a ready-to-order model, so they still regard the normal meal time at this time, definitely not because they are both foodies!!

The mushroom hotpot is really delicious, and it is surprising. The sweet and delicious soup paired with soft and smooth mushrooms quickly stirs up a strong prelude in the mouth, and the moment when the big matsutake mushroom is delivered to the mouth, it seems that you can feel the fragrance between the teeth.

It has been a long time since I felt such an unexpected feeling. At a random restaurant, I watched the menu order food randomly. When I drank a sip of soup, the two of them were shocked at the same time...

...I still followed the person I haven't seen for a long time.

He gave the last bite of soup in the bowl, but at the same time he secretly raised his head and looked at Sister Nana at the table opposite.

Time also left traces on her face. Compared with the past, it can be seen that it is quite different, especially for people who are not good at applying makeup, it is impossible to deliberately cover it up.

But, you can still see it at a glance...

Saya looked at Nana opposite, and a smile appeared on her cheeks.

Nana, who also raised her head, noticed that Saya's small bowl had been empty, so she took it over very naturally and added portions of the dishes to the bowl one by one.

But when he noticed Shay's smile at the moment, he paused, and at the same time, his right hand couldn't help but touch the corner of his lips, as if he was looking for something.

What's wrong? Did something stick to your mouth and didn't notice it?

After saying that, Nana seemed to be even more panicked and hurriedly touched her mouth. It seemed that the frequency of such a situation occurred was not once or twice, but this trip seemed to be nothing.

Of course, Saya said nothing, but seeing such a sister Nana seemed to be evoked more and more memories in her mind, and she couldn't help but make the smile on her cheeks bloom more and more.

When Nana finally thought of the makeup mirror inside her bag, Saya was already spread on the table, almost feeling overwhelmed.

Seeing Saya's appearance, Nana originally wanted to say something angrily, but she also seemed to remember something. She was completely uncontrollable and smiled from her mouth and could not stop.

It's been a long time since we had dinner together. We picked up the spoon and gently sipped the soup, feeling the heat of the hot pot and the fresh and sweet soup. In the past, we always thought it was taken for granted, but we didn't expect...

It's true. I'm staying in that small room, using a simple but delicious dish. I haven't forgotten the vegetable pancake yet.

Humph, that's what I worked hard to do.

Well, it’s just imitating the money-saving competition work. I have also helped record it several times.

But, but, that's delicious, so there's no problem at all.

That's right, after all, Sister Nana consumed a lot of ok at that time.

Hey!?

hey-hey.

It was clearly in the luxurious small grid, but for some reason, both of them felt dazed at the same time. Time seemed to have taken a small step back, turning it into a small living room. The dining table was not filled with hot pot, but a few oranges that were half peeled.

It's just like morning dew, and when you reach out and touch it, it will disappear completely.

Sayer is good too.

So is Nana.

The two stopped at the same time and silently looked at the smoke of the hot pot.

It was not until the waiter asked if the soup or food was needed that the two people's spiritual consciousness was slightly restored.

Shaking his head, as if he wanted to shake these thoughts, Nana took another sip of hot soup.

By the way, Sayya, you moved, have you?

It is almost one of the must-choose objects to change the topic. In addition to asking about the weather, it seems to be the current situation of each other. After all, this is the most harmless option for humans and animals.

However, sometimes this law seems to occasionally fail slightly.

When I was at the airport on Earth, Mr. Di and me...

Nana didn't have a chance to finish her words...

...Because the child on that side closed his eyelids.

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Chapter completed!