Sister, I'm Sorry (MTL) [COMPLETED]

01. Five-star praise

**Please remember that this is a RAW machine translation novel.

A week after the end of the summer season, Ningzhou is still as hot as a steamer, and there is no sign of autumn coolness.

A light green taxi stopped at the gate of Ningzhou University, and a fair-skinned girl got out of the car. She was holding a huge shopping bag in her left hand and a mobile phone in the other. She stood still and glanced at the time.

The asphalt road was scorched by the scorching sun, and Shu Yun crossed the pedestrian crossing, a little sweat oozing from the fair and delicate forehead skin.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, she was going to have an early dinner, and the destination was a national chain of Italian fast-food restaurants called Xinsoli.

Its ingredients take into account Chinese tastes and exotic customs, and because of its excellent service quality, it is popular all over the country. Shu Yun often visits it in his hometown.

Pushing open the glass door, the cool cold air instantly dissipated the heat, and Shu Yun felt that he was alive again.

She placed her shopping bag on the ground and looked down at the menu on her phone.

A hurried white figure flashed before his eyes, followed by a sizzling sound.

Shu Yun's hand holding the phone froze in mid-air, and his temples jumped up suddenly.

Her shopping bag was kicked over by the restaurant waiter who was in a hurry with a dinner plate, and body soap, shampoo, toothpaste, and a dazzling blue box of sanitary napkins were scattered all over the floor.

The waiter blushed immediately, and apologized repeatedly. He turned around like a spinning top, but couldn't find a place to put the plate, so he didn't have time to help Shu Yun pick up things.

Shu Yun calmly replied "it's okay", but before she bent down, someone had already squatted down to clean up.

It's a young man wearing a white uniform similar to that of the waiter, but the fabric looks more textured.

His hands are very beautiful, his phalanges are slender and stretched, he carried an opaque plastic take-out bag in one hand, quickly picked up the sanitary napkin box, fastened the bag expertly, and then packed up other things.

The girl next to her suddenly became excited.

"Lao Xia, did you mean him last time?"

"That's right! That's him. I've been at this store for over a month, and I finally saw it again."

"He doesn't look like a catering worker at all...and he's so tall. Are you sure he's not a model?"

"Keep your voice down, people can hear you."

Before Shu Yun's fingertips could touch anything, he had already straightened up and handed her the intact shopping bag.

Shu Yun raised his head.

She is considered tall among girls, but compared to the person in front of her, the height difference is surprisingly considerable.

The man stood against the light, his jet-black short hair neatly trimmed. He was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of brown eyes with deep outlines. His double eyelids were deep, but not feminine at all. His cold white skin and sharp eyebrows and brow bone lines made him look very handsome.

"thanks."

Shu Yun sincerely thanked him, and Peach Blossom's eyes carefully and politely observed.

The man's snow-white uniform has nothing on the front, and no badges with his title and name.