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23 Thirty-Six Stratagems of Love 5

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" Get in the car " and handed one of the helmets to the Vik.

"Where are we going?" He hesitated for a moment before asking.

" Eat," Heller said nonchalantly while wearing his helmet.

"Oh." Vik was stunned for a moment, but he still obediently put on his safety helmet and sat on it. Sitting at the back, the Vik was hiding from the wind as he thought about what to do when they reached the dining area.

Little Sheep stopped in front of a western restaurant outside the school. It should be owned by students in the school. It wasn't luxurious, but it was elegant. The chairs were pure in color, and each table was separated by a plain partition. There were simulated flowers and plants on the partition, and a simulated rose was placed in a white ceramic vase on the table. The entire restaurant was separated by a long, long fish tank. Goldfish of all sizes swam around inside. Groups of zebrafish moved quickly inside. There were several scavengers and a poor crayfish at the bottom. They were shy and hid behind the decorative rockery and pebbles, carefully guarding against them.

There weren't many people inside, and there were a few couples sitting around. Heller chose to sit next to the fish tank. As soon as they sat down, the waiter brought them lemonade and a menu. Heller ordered a sandwich and a black bread. Vik looked at the menu and flipped through it. After struggling for half a day, he nodded awkwardly at the waiter and handed the menu over."I won't order it first."

"Aren't you hungry?" Heller asked.”

"Uh, I'm not hungry." She lowered her head and clutched her stomach gloomily, afraid that she would be finished if she made any noise at this moment.

" Heh…" Heller snorted lightly. He raised the corner of his mouth and fiddled with his phone.

This meal was extremely awkward. It would be a lie if he wasn't hungry. He had been in the water for most of the day and ate at six every day. How could he not be hungry at eight? This was also why Vik had been so focused on his stomach and the sound of Heller chewing that he had completely forgotten his purpose for coming here today. Heller also noticed something, but he didn't do anything. After the meal, Heller rubbed his stomach in satisfaction, while the Vik held his stomach that had been refilled with water.

"Get in the car." Heller activated his little sheep and handed over his helmet. His tone was firm.

The VIK didn't eat, so he got into the car obediently. In the end, the little sheep stopped at the door of an iron door. A fan-shaped light board on the door flashed with three words: Rice Ball.

After getting out of the car, Heller parked the car by the roadside and locked it. He wanted to walk in, but the Vik didn't move. "I'm not going in." Her voice was very soft, sounding a little aggrieved.

"Why?"

"I…I don't like that place.”Her voice became softer and more aggrieved.

Heller stretched out his hand." Let's go. I'll accompany you."”She couldn't refuse, so she dragged her way through the door. It was still the same winding staircase. She went down, turned, and turned again. On one side, there were dazzling colorful lights, and on the other side, there was some meaningless scribbles, black, green, and red. However, the bar was strangely quiet today. It wasn't a Sunday, so there was soft music playing inside. At this moment, it was more like a cafe. The lights were dim and soft, and there were a few couples bustling in the dark brown seats in the hall. There were small conversations and gentle laughter.

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