Love Chef
The First Appetizer (2)
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| Listen; BOSS - NCT U |
(Sous Chef; Lee Jeno)
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Supposedly, he who hurt you doesn't need you to cry. Thank you, because you've been awakened before it goes too deep with the feelings you have - because it's going to hurt more.
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- LOVE CHEF -
(Seollongtang l'oignon)
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In Lemon Cafe, a beautiful girl looks to be waiting for someone. Occasionally he stirred - stirring his drink lazily while staring at the side - window.
"Where is he? Why so long?" he murmured while glancing at the clock on his wrist.
The sigh was heard as the phone on the table rang. Soon he saw who called him.
"Yuri?" he muttered while frowning.
He pressed the green button and pointed his phone near his left ear.
[Annyeongghaseyo Aya.]
There was a loud noise from across the phone, it was definitely Yuri.
What else he wants! Ck. Inner Aya.
[No need to be basic - stale!]
[Wow. Patience darling. I know you're waiting for someone right now, right?]
Whats?
How could someone named Yuri know? What don't don't. don't. no. No! That's not possible! Inner Aya.
[It's none of your business!]
Again, there was a ruckus that was so annoying according to Aya. The girl sneaked and prepared to hang up on him.
However, the next second Yuri said the thing that made her undo that intention.
[You're waiting for Mingyu, right? You better go home, 'cause she's on a date with me.]
Yuri sent a photo in the ktalk app. Right, the man that Aya was waiting for - Mingyu, was with the cunning woman.
The deg!
Whatdoes thatmean?
Why did the cowardly man ask to meet Aya?
Meanwhile, he even dates women who are clearly the destroyer in their relationships.
Yes, last night Mingyu contacted Aya and expressed her longing. From what the girl heard, her ex-lover was so sincere in saying that.
The two-year relationship with Mingyu must be completed because of the third person, who is none other than a friend - no, Aya's former best friend - Hwang Yuri.
[No, I'm not waiting for a coward like him.]
Quickly, Aya disconnected her phone connection unilaterally. He put his phone in the bag violently.
In his heart, it felt so tight that he wanted to scream as loud as possible. However, he was still aware that he was currently in a pretty crowded place - Lemon Cafe.
Aya clenched her hands tightly, then gulped down the cold coffee carramello until it ran out. After that, he got out of his seat and came out of Cafe with a feeling that was difficult to explain with words.
"I hate you Kim Mingyu!" he strides slowly while stepping hastily.
Aya arrived at a stop. The next five minutes the bus came - he would visit his favorite restaurant - La Bosseade.
Now Aya sat by a window that accidentally opened, then put a white handsfree to her right ear. Right now he wants to listen to a song that represents his feelings.
Boss - NCT U, that song that Aya is currently listening to. The music, as well as the sound of playing vocal sounds so cool for the girl. Until he closed his eyes and felt the cold winter wind that was so piercing to the bone.
However, without the girl realizing it, a clear circle just escaped from the tip of her two eyes - saying that she could no longer bear the pain of wanting to overflow.
It turned out that the song he listened to was only for the diversion of the pain he felt.
In addition to listening to songs that make him excited, eating a lot is also one of the diversions of sadness or pain - for Aya.
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The girl arrived - about fifteen minutes to La Bosseade restaurant. He saw the clock on his wrist showing the time of lunch.
Aya stopped stepping near table 127 - her favorite spot. He shed his tears because suddenly the song list that sounded was the favorite song of the man who had been with him for about two years.
"I'll eat a lot today. Forget about that!" he murmured while wiping away the remaining tears and continued his steps.
Just now Aya was sitting on a chair with table number 127, her phone was ringing a short message sign came in.
Doneus_Lee's
| Where are you?
| Have you been in La Bosseade?
Yes |
I just got to |
Just now Aya wanted to put her phone back in the bag, arriving from the back there was someone calling her name.
"Yes!" yell that someone.
The girl turned her head and found the figure that had been her loyal friend, smiling widely until her eyes narrowed.
He returned his smile. "Hi chef" he said, chuckling.
The man called the chef approached his best friend - Yes. He sat in the opposite seat.
"Have you always eaten a lot this week, surely about Mingyu again?" guess the guy and right!
Aya Park; the girl nodded while smiling wryly. "Every night he asked to see me. I had been waiting for him at the usual Cafe, but Yuri called me and sent me a photo of him being with Mingyu, "he explained.
"Jen's pain feels like," she continued, again.
Yes, Aya's best friend from childhood is Lee Jeno; the youngest sous chef at the restaurant.
Jeno sighed softly. He used to listen to his best friend. But, he was annoyed because it was always the man that Aya discussed every time they met - these two months.
The handsome chef had his chest closed while leaning his back against the chair. "I've told you before, to be more careful when choosing a friend that you will make a friend. Also, lover-boyfriend"
"Here you go, you better have lunch. Our restaurant has a new appetizer menu, you have to taste it Ay" he said.
Aya nodded slowly. "You made it? Ah, aren't you busy Jen?"
"No. There's still five minutes left of my break. What I didn't do for you" Jeno said with a deep smile.
The girl smiled. "Gomawo my doneus" he said.
"Yes! Don't call me that again. I've disliked donuts, ever since," cried Jeno as she pretended to hit the girl on the head.
Aya couldn't help herself from laughing, seeing her best friend who turned into hating donuts for some reason. Even though when he was a child until adolescence, Jeno was very fond of snacks made from bread flour.
Without them noticing, one noticed the closeness of the two from the kitchen doorway connected to the VIP room.
Apparently he knew Jeno. Inner of that person.
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A friend will feel how sad or happy felt by other friends.