Chapter 2 — The Noodle Shop Owner Opposite

Everyone understands... These days it's really unfair. If you had a beer belly and dared to walk around here shirtless, everyone would probably curse you "pervert" to your face. But if the other person is both handsome and has eight-pack abs... Then all I can say in my heart is: "Oh my god, dad, is there still a thing about eating noodles with benefits like this?!" Of course I don't think so. After all, this is his cousin, almost blood, plus he already has a girlfriend, so he must know how to maintain "manly virtue". So I immediately said: "Quickly put on your shirt, don't let people see." My cousin put the bowl of noodles on the table, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, then smiled innocently: "It's okay, I don't intend to show it to anyone else." Then he pointed to an oil splash on his abs — around his white, slightly red skin: "But you should wear it, otherwise the oil splash will be very painful." I quickly pulled out a piece of paper and gave it to him. At that moment, a low voice rang out behind him: "You really care about him a lot." I didn't think much, so I nodded. How can you not care? Having grown up together since we were little, I still have to have some "older sister looks". “I say, Canh…” I was just about to turn around and introduce my cousin to Canh Tri… Who would have thought that as soon as I turned around, I saw him coldly turning away, without any attachment. I don't see anything strange either. Even at his noodle shop, he was not interested in talking to me; Sometimes when I flirt too much, he quietly leaves. Unbelievably cold. Looking at that back, my cousin seemed to understand something: "Don't tell me this is the tall cold male god that you've been 'dog licking' for the past three months and still haven't been able to lick until now?" I rested my chin on my hand, my eyes sparkling like stars: "You don't understand, he's really the best." The face is the best. Abdominal muscles are also excellent. It's just... I still wonder - I wonder if other places... are just as great. My curiosity has indeed peaked. 3 After eating the noodles, I didn't stay and decided to go home. My cousin's noodle shop doesn't have a bathroom, so if you want to take a shower, you have to close the door and go home — and it takes two hours to go home and back. So he suggested coming to my house to take a shower first. “I'm looking at houses, and I'm planning on renting a house right in this area.” After speaking, he suddenly became shy: "The thought of living in the same area as Nhan Nhan is already embarrassing." Hearing that, I really just... remained speechless. My cousin and his girlfriend have been in love with each other for many years, were originally planning to get married, and also introduced their families. The girl's family once suggested living together for a while to try, but he refused, saying he was shy. His daughter was also thin-faced, she took the initiative to propose but was rejected, so she didn't dare to mention it again. As a result, his path to consoling his girlfriend is now as difficult as heaven, because he completely avoided the most correct solution. After finishing my bowl of noodles, I walked out of the restaurant. My cousin had to stay behind — he had to wash the dishes and close the door, which probably took more than ten minutes. But as soon as I went out, I saw Canh Tri standing at the door of my noodle shop. As soon as he saw me, he immediately strode closer: "Normally you only eat noodles for an hour, why is it more than two hours today?" “So, was it fun talking to him?” I nodded: "It's true that talking was quite fun, so I didn't pay attention to the time." While eating, my cousin kept telling stories about gossip in the relative's house. But me, besides handsome guys, my biggest hobby is... flirting. My aunt and uncle were originally "intelligence agents" who collected rumors at the tenth level, so their cousins also knew a lot of family gossip. He himself wasn't very interested, but he knew I liked it, so while I ate, he kept telling me one story after another. The eight trigrams were too many and too shocking, so a meal lasted more than two hours. Seeing me nod, Canh Tri pursed his lips, looking a bit unhappy - but his face was always the same, not much different. He asked again: "Are you still planning to go to his house for dinner tonight?" I nodded again. There was no other way, I still hadn't heard all the trigrams, my cousin even deliberately left a few things hanging so that I had to come and listen to them again. So in the evening I was forced to go to his restaurant to "eat because of rumors". Canh Tri's face became even colder. I just assumed that he was afraid of losing quality customers like me, so he patted his chest to reassure: "Don't worry, your restaurant is delicious and cheap, still number one in my heart, going to the opposite restaurant is just for a change of scenery..." "A change of scenery?" Canh Tri suddenly interrupted, his expression showing a smile but not really a smile: "Is it a new noodle, or a new person?" Before I could understand, I was about to ask for clarification when he continued: "Do his abs feel good to touch?" “It's okay for now.” When I was little, my cousin and I often fought. I wasn't as strong as him, so I always played dirty - scratching, pinching, and squeezing his abdominal muscles a few times. My hand felt fine. But I didn't forget that I was the one pursuing Canh Tri, so I quickly said: "But don't worry, your abs are definitely much more pleasant to touch!" Canh Tri curled his lips: "It's also miserable for me, but I even took the trouble to compare for us." "Of course!" I patted my chest, then glanced sideways at my neighborhood, and began to probe: "The shop is empty today, it's okay if you're busy alone. Do you want to come over to my house to watch a movie? I just found a really good horror movie." Since I was a child, I have been bold and loved horror movies. Many of my friends who watched them all screamed loudly. If I watched it with Canh Tri, he would definitely be scared and crawl into my arms. Then… he he he he… “Put away your drool.” Canh Tri suddenly spoke, interrupting my beautiful dream. I blinked at him, unwillingly asked: "Are you really not coming? This movie is very good." He shook his head, still cold: "Don't go." Having finished speaking, he turned around and walked straight into his noodle shop, without any hesitation. As for my stupid cousin, he finished cleaning up the shop, locked the door, and then ran towards me. While running, he shouted loudly: "Watching a horror movie? Go ahead, I'll come over to your house to watch it with you, but you have to let me shower first..." As he finished speaking, not far away, Canh Tri's steps suddenly stopped. 4 But I completely ignored this detail. Just nodded, then said to my cousin: "Okay, I just found out that we still have some snacks and beer at home. Let's eat and watch later." As soon as the words came out, Canh Tri - who was about to leave - immediately turned around and walked over. Pursing her lips, still with that cold look: "Are you going to let him come to your house to watch a horror movie? And drink beer with you?" It's my little hobby. Just watching horror movies is a bit boring, plus I never get drunk when I drink beer; Eating, drinking and watching movies is obviously much more comfortable. So I nodded again Head: "That's right, what's wrong?" I don't know if I was thinking too much, but I felt that Canh Tri's face became even colder after this answer. But before he could observe closely, he said "It's up to you" and turned around to leave. He walked so fast that... I originally intended to chase him, but I was afraid that if I clung too tightly, he would resent me. Anyway, it is said on the internet that when pursuing someone, you must know how to "hold - release" at the right time. So I held back and called my cousin to come with me to the house to watch a horror movie. He planned to shower first, carrying his clothes into the guest bathroom. And I was in the living room preparing snacks, beer, and looking for a suitable horror movie. But before I could finish searching... the doorbell suddenly rang. I went to open the door and immediately saw Canh Tri standing in front of the house, holding a bowl of noodles in his hand. "This is a new dish my father has just researched. He said that since you are a regular customer, he must let you taste it first." He pursed his lips, looking a bit reluctant: "I don't want to come over, you forced me to bring you here." Indeed, Uncle Canh has always treated me well. Every time he makes a new dish, he calls me to taste it first, so I don't see anything wrong with what he says. I happily accepted the bowl of noodles, a thought flashed in my head, and I asked: "Do you want to stay at my house to watch a horror movie?" As expected, he firmly refused and turned around to leave. Just not knowing what to think, he turned his head to look at me: "I think I heard the sound of running water." “Yes, Hua Ky Bac is taking a bath.” I raised my hand and pointed towards the guest bathroom. Canh Tri's eyebrows frowned tighter: "Lam Chi Nam, have you really thought this through?" Well… why think twice? I don't understand what you mean by that sentence.