Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2136 Confinement (V)

The old man seemed to be enjoying the breakfast atmosphere.

Jane put the things down and went back. After saying thank you, Huck did not rush to eat. Instead, he looked out the window with a slightly frown.

The structure of the breakfast shop is a bit long and narrow, and this is the second to last row by the window.

It's easy to see that Huck didn't even think twice when choosing this place.

Same menu, same location, needless to say, it is indeed a common preference for male regular customers.

But that doesn't mean the choices were made haphazardly.

Although the windows are large, the last row is obviously still a bit blocked.

Even with all the curtains drawn, it was still difficult to see outside.

If you get too close to the entrance of the breakfast shop, the morning sunlight will be completely blocked by a four-story concrete building outside.

Only the current position can avoid both problems at the same time.

And it is not located in the center of the huge window, so there will be no discomfort of being stared at by passers-by.

Feeling the wisdom of his predecessors, Fu Qian also locked onto what his predecessors were looking at.

The planning of this place is still quite messy. The cement building mentioned above is obviously a factory or something like that, and you can see the chimney standing next to it.

Just across the path from it is a slightly shorter building.

The more refined and elegant exterior walls and the balconies of various colors with slightly different styles all indicate that this is a residence.

Just by comparing the two, it seems easy to understand why the breakfast shop business is bad.

The factory chimneys were not emitting any smoke, and although it was already past eight o'clock, many curtains in the residential areas were still not drawn.

Including the large part that was pulled open, it was not difficult to see from this distance that the interior of the room was almost as empty as where he lived.

Even the lower edge of the elegant exterior wall was covered with more than one piece of graffiti painted in red and green, and that was where Grandpa Hake's eyes fell.

The place was dying, and like him, many of its former inhabitants had left.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Huck likes this sign of decline. In Fu Qian's opinion, the old man should be enjoying the breakfast process that has happened thousands of times.

Eat the same food, sit in the same seat, and see the same sights, so that you can live your life while detaching yourself from it as much as possible.

As for why he felt so - the old man's frown was not because of the graffiti.

The fact that a waiter skipped work seemed to have aroused his vigilance.

However, even so, he did not stop Jane to ask more questions, as he did not want to disrupt the breakfast process.

While expressing empathy, Fu Qian, who was in the countdown race, did not even urge others, and felt this ordinary scene together.

“They haven’t been here.”

However, Mr. Hake's spiritual enjoyment did not last long. He soon withdrew his gaze and abruptly gave a conclusion.

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Fu Qian readily followed suit and turned his attention back to breakfast.

……

"They" undoubtedly refers to the missing young man and woman, or should I say the boy and girl.

At the age of fourteen, Teacher Yu was not even weaned at this age.

"There are very few unfamiliar faces around here anymore. If there are any, Maggie will take the initiative to tell me."

Faced with the newcomer's questions, Huck answered very naturally.

The Maggie he mentioned was the female owner behind the counter. It seemed that the tacit understanding between the two people over the years was not just about the menu.

"So what's the next plan?"

Although he seemed to be overconfident, Fu Qian seemed to have great confidence in this judgment.

"Eat first, then go visit Rachel and his wife."

It turns out that there is, although the name Rachel——

"You think she's not absent from work normally? This is rare?"

Fu Qian naturally remembered that he was Zhen's colleague, and he didn't mind that the old man seemed to have gone off topic.

Up to now, it seems that the previous judgment can still be maintained, that is, this place is a rare human scene.

But sometimes, it is precisely the anomalies in ordinary life that bring more oppression.

From Tina in front to Rachel this time, one seems to be able to smell something abnormal.

“On the contrary, and this is quite common…Rachel is not really passionate about her job.

"That's why even though she's obviously very popular with men, I still prefer Jane to help serve."

Huck's response was once again unexpected.

“As for why you want to go and see it, it’s hard for me to even explain it to you with reasonable logic. If you could stay for a long time… ten, twenty years, maybe one day you would be able to understand it.

"It's like you're a spider and the web is always moving, but at some point you just don't think it's the wind that's blowing it."

It seemed a bit exhausting to say so much in one breath. Huck let out a breath, picked up the glass of milk in front of him and took a sip.

Even ice milk.

Fu Qian looked at the water droplets faintly appearing on the outside of the glass and did not comment on the old man's eating preferences.

As for the spider web metaphor, it is actually not difficult to understand.

For someone who can separate himself from life while eating breakfast, it is not too strange to form an invisible radar like a spider web around him. Many people have similar feelings in daily life.

It seems like a reasonable scene, but I can sense a sense of disharmony in it - I am even experiencing it now.

The old man's breakfast was simple, with only milk and a plate of pancakes. I copied his menu and had the same thing, except...

Fu Qian grabbed his own cup and felt the finer water droplets on it.

It’s not that this cup is colder, on the contrary, it no longer feels like it’s just been taken out of the refrigerator, which is also why the water droplets on it are more obvious.

So the question is, why?
I am not so picky about the temperature of the drink, but if you think about it carefully, some special conditions need to be met to achieve such details.

First of all, this cup was given to myself, so it was obviously not prepared in advance for Huck's taste.

But it was indeed prepared in advance and there was no sign of it having been drunk.

Apart from the outrageous possibility that "even though the store had just opened, there was no milk left and the only choice was to give the employees' milk to the customers first", who was this cup prepared for?

Not only that, it even has to meet the condition that "Jane didn't realize there was anything wrong with serving such a cup."

I always feel that that is something "Rachel" would do. Looking at her energetic appearance, it seems hard to associate such a sloppy thing with her.

"understood."

Fu Qian's eyes fell on Zhen outside the counter, while he did not delay his communication with Huck.

The waitress who was chatting with Maggie was obviously aware of the gaze and turned her head and blinked.

"So what color flowers does Rachel like?"

However, Fu Qian's next sentence made her smile freeze instantly.