"Freseau, when did you get down?" I looked at the little guy who suddenly appeared in shock. I saw him in the restaurant just now.

"I see that your car is still parked outside, so I know you must have not gone far." Fresey said while eating the ice cream in his hand, "Hehe, Mr. Yang, do you want to eat it? I asked Mr. Ma Bailong to pack a whole box of such ice cream for me."

"Pack a box?" I looked at Freshe with nonchalance and was shocked.

"Yes. Anyway, he has a diamond card, so he doesn't care if he uses a Pos machine to make five or six thousand yuan." Fresey said with a smile, "He also asked the waiter to buy him ten sets of different styles of clothes for him to try on. He is very rich."

I know that Xueqi and Ma Bailong went to a themed couple restaurant, and the ice cream and various desserts inside were not expensive. Fresey said he wanted Ma Bailong to pack a box, which was simply wasting money.

"How can you do this? You're too much, Fresh." I couldn't help but touch Fresh's head, "And how could he agree with you?"

Freshe blinked:

"Because I said Mr. Yang, you like to eat ice cream. I bought a lot for me and sister Xueqi, and I don't care about the money at all."

When I heard Fresey's words, I couldn't help but laugh and cry. This little guy is really a quirky guy. When I first came to my house, I thought he was quite honest. Now I think he is simply a little bitch. But for some reason, I didn't mean to blame this little guy in my heart.

"Then why did you come down alone?"

"I said to go to the bathroom, and I'll come down soon after I order the ice cream." Frexiu said while licking the ice cream, "Mr. Yang, you like the big sister just now, you hate that man very much, do you?"

"What do children know? Don't talk nonsense. We're going back after eating ice cream." I said with a smile.

"Actually, I hate that man," Freth said quietly, "but I think he is even more pitiful."

"What a pity? You're such a child. Eat quickly. Have so much today, be careful of diarrhea." I smiled.

Fresey's blue eyes blinked:

"It's just pitiful. Look at that man, the earrings on his left ear are Japanese natural Japanese akoya limited-edge sterling silver earrings. This earrings were first launched in Gifu Prefecture, Japan on February 11, 2013. Japanese Foreign Minister Fumio Kishida announced on the 6th of 2013 that the measures to relax Japanese visas for Chinese tourists were announced. Considering the time required for visas, it should be that his original girlfriend relaxed visa restrictions in Japan after January 19th. Otherwise, where would he get the money to travel to Japan to buy earrings? However, the earrings on his left ear are very white and shiny, and they are sterling silver, but the color of the right ear is gray.

It must be made of iron, which means that his original earrings fell off. I think he is a man who is careless, has a strong vanity, and likes to pursue excitement. He likes racing very much. Look at the toes of his running shoes, there are many creases, which means that he often puts his feet on the pedals on the left and right sides of the motorcycle, and then to buffer the impact caused by the road surface, he stepped on the pedals with his toes. He wanted to show off and dress up himself, but he didn't have the money to buy new earrings, so he asked a blacksmith to make an iron imitation. I think his original girlfriend must have not developed well and he has broken up."

I stared at Freshe blankly, as if I was watching a little monster.

But Fresch looked at me disregardedly and continued:

"And, he must have been a punk head who went to the evening. He must have gone to KTV just now. He must have encountered something unhappy there, which made him feel very inferior, and then he rushed to pick up the big sister as soon as possible."

"How could you... know so much?" I stared at Freshe blankly.

But Freshe showed a look of course:

"You have to look carefully. He has a punk head, but he just said he was riding a motorcycle. If he had ridden a motorcycle, he would have been scattered. So he must have ridden a bike to the nearby CBD area. Then he went to have a meal with his elder brother. The dining location was the highest-end restaurant nearby. After dinner, they went to KTV to book a private room, where his elder brother gave him cigarettes and asked him to sing, but he couldn't sing well. Seeing that he had several beautiful women around him, he was very jealous and inferior. Then he thought of the elder sister named Tang Mengyan, so he took advantage of the time when the KTV time was almost up. KVT and the hotel were not too far from this mall, and KVT was timed again, so he would come to pick him up and drop him off so on time. If it was a little farther away, his hair would definitely be messy."

Is this really the Fresh I know? I looked at Fresh in disbelief and watched him say this:

"Fresey, what's wrong with you... How can you, a child, know so much?"

Fresey looked at me and said, "Are there many? Because I like reading newspapers and news, and Mr. James taught me Chinese very seriously..."

I stared at this little guy blankly, but I felt a little unable to see through him:

"Then how do you know that that person went to KVT to have a wedding banquet?"

"Because you Chinese people always give cigarettes one pack when they drink wedding banquets. If he went to wedding banquets, the first thing he would have dressed would be more grand. Secondly, when he smoked Hetianxia just now, he would definitely take out a pack, not only one, the average price of Hetianxia is 3,500 yuan per one, he only has one cigarette, which means that someone else threw it to him. This can only be a very rich young master. His income is not high and he must have bad connections. If the other party is a big boss, then his employment problem will definitely be easy to solve, so he must be the eldest young master. That person should be his

Big brother, they are quite rich, and there must be many women around him, which stimulated him, so he left KTV to find Sister Tang Mengyan. But, Mr. Yang, don’t worry, Sister Tang Mengyan is in a bad mood and is in a bad mood. He may make some stingy requests to Sister Tang Mengyan, but women are also very cold to that aspect when they are in a bad mood. Sister Tang Mengyan will definitely reject him, so they will definitely have a fight after they go back today, even if they are separated, it is not necessarily true. So you should be happy."

I bent down and looked at Freshe with great seriousness. Such words were definitely not something this teenage boy could say. No matter how smart a foreign boy was, he could not learn such fluent Chinese in just seven days, and he also knew so much knowledge that even adults didn't know.

"Fresey, who are you...?"

"I'm Freshe." The little boy looked at me innocently, looking as if he should.

"Impossible, how do you know so much?" I stared at Freshe seriously. "And where did your reasoning ability come from?"

"It was Mr. James who taught me." Freth said seriously. "I want to be an international police detective like Mr. James. Mr. James said that if I worked hard since I was a child, I could be a profiler. So he taught me a lot."

Profile Master? I seem to have heard of this profession somewhere. After thinking for a while, I vaguely remembered that Yuezi seemed to have mentioned to me that the so-called profile Master, the full name is a criminal psychological profiler. Profile Master is a profession that outlines the criminal mentality of the criminal by analyzing the crime methods, on-site arrangements, crime characteristics, etc., so as to further predict the crime, gender, age, occupational background, appearance characteristics, personality characteristics, and even the next action, and is specially assisting in solving the case.

"Profile writer... Then why do you want to be a profile writer?"

Freshe said with joy:

"Because Mr. James said that if a person's profiling ability is at its peak, he can profile the whole world, the past, present, and future, know everything, and be more powerful than God. Isn't this fun?"

I don't know how true the magical little boy said. If what he said was true, then I really underestimated him before. His intelligence is far more intelligent than children of the same age. Of course, it is more likely that this little guy is talking nonsense. The things he just said that seem to be reasoning are just nonsense that he has rich imagination.

I smiled, touched his head, and said:

"Fresey, if you really want to be a profiler, then uncle is optimistic about you. Uncle, I think you are very talented, keep working hard."

"Well. Thank you, mr Yang." Fresh smiled warmly, his smile was innocent like the sun after the rain. "Mr. Yang, I also like you."

"Haha, what do you think of me?" I asked while walking out of the mall with Fresey's hand.

"Look at Mr. Yang, you are a good person." Fresch said bluntly.

"Good guy?"

"Yes, Mr. Yang, I like you very much." Frescher opened his big eyes, "Give me some delicious food, buy chess with me, watch movies with me, and treat me to ice cream. You are such a very good person."

"Haha, uncle, I'm a good person..." I couldn't help laughing. Am I a good person? I'm never.

I have long passed the time when children use good and evil to see people and the world. This is an inevitable process for everyone from a child to adulthood.

"Well. You are the best person I have ever met. Mr. Yang." Fresey said, "Because you are willing to sacrifice your own happiness for the happiness of the people you like... For a person, this is the greatest quality. So I like Mr. Yang more than Mr. Ma Bailong who can score 100 points."

I couldn't help but feel a little happy when I heard Fresey's words. This little guy could always say something that surprised me.

"Ma Bailong 100 points?"

"Yeah!" Fresch nodded, "I like to rate the people I have seen. Mr. Ma has 100 points because he is a perfect man, so perfect that even if I cry and ask him to book an appointment with a Michelin three-star store, he will go immediately."

"You little guy, haha...what is the man with the punk head just now?"

"He... 30 points, you fail." Freshe said, sticking out his tongue.

"Then...what is me?" I asked tentatively.

"At 80 points." Frexiu said with his hands holding his head, "But Mr. Yang, don't worry, because I like you more than Mr. Ma with 100 points."

"Young boy, just say some old-fashioned words. Okay, hurry up and take a shower, and see how your hair is messy." I felt more and more interesting, Fresh, a kid, seemed to be a little less than that of Chinese people, so the average life expectancy of the West was lower than that of Chinese children, so the child developed earlier than that of Chinese children, and his psychological age was more mature than that of domestic people. Fresh boy was obviously only in his teens, but he was able to speak a joke, which reminded me of Kevin, the little kid in "The Little Imperial".

Before I got home, I turned back to the couple's restaurant where Xueqi and Ma Bailong were before. I saw that Ma Bailong had changed into new pants. Xueqi also helped him carry a few pieces. She originally wanted to meet them, so I could take Xueqi back, but when I saw Xueqi and Ma Bailong laughing from afar, I suddenly stopped. I looked at them quietly, but found that there was no room for me to get in between them.

In the end, I took Frescio's hand and took him out of the casino and got into the car.

"Mr. Yang, why don't you say hello to them?" Freshe asked me in the passenger seat.

"I will put too much pressure on Ma Bailong when I go over. If you are too young, you will understand in the future. It is embarrassing for parents to appear in front of men and women in love." I answered Fresey while speeding up.

Fresch just looked at me with his head on his back, not knowing if he understood it. This kid was completely unpredictable. I was actually quite worried that if I took him to see Ma Bailong again, he would make trouble again.

Before I finished speaking, I actually received a call from Xueqi. She must have seen me that I had never met them and asked me. But I made up my mind and pretended that I had not seen it and did not answer.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I happened to meet the confinement and james who were going home. With the high beam, I saw their figures tightly next to each other and walking side by side. The confinement and long hair was scattered and rose and fell, fluttering like a soft black satin flag. James, while his waist was thin and his legs were long, his figure was straight, and his bones were well-proportioned. Looking at his back gave people a sense of firmness and reliability.

They are really good.

Looking at the back of Yuezi and James snuggling forward, my heart twitched violently, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

It was like a big stone that had been hanging in my heart, and finally landed on the ground.

But why, my heart hurts so much?

Why, tears slid down at the corners of my eyes?

Yuezi realized my headlights, turned around lightly, waved at me with a smile, and I smiled, although I knew Yuezi couldn't see my smile.

After returning home, Yuezi asked Frese and me about the evening experience. I briefly explained that I had gone to the movie. Yuezi nodded understandingly, and then said that I wanted to go back to take a shower. Before turning around, Yuezi left a sentence that made my heart tremble:

"Brother, it seems that the movie is really touching. You have cried."

When I heard this, my heart trembled as if it was stabbed by a needle, and then I hurriedly wiped it with my cuffs. I originally wanted to defend myself, but Yuezi had already turned around and left. When he reached the circling stairs, Yuezi winked at me and showed a happy smile. It can be seen that she was having a happy night.

James sat in the hall for tea, and I sat between him and Fresey, and I didn't talk much for a while. After a long silence, I said:

"James, have fun with confinement tonight?" I tried to keep my tone calm and natural. "What do you think...confinement is like?"

james smiled awkwardly and said:

"Mr. Yang, Yuezi is really a very good girl, with elegant behavior and better than I thought... But her mind is really meticulous and difficult to deal with."

I smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter, take it slowly, she has this personality. In fact, she just looks smart, and sometimes she is stupid and cute. I know her personality. She just likes to be able to wear clothes, and she is still a little girl in her heart. If you want to pursue her, you don't have to be too deliberate, just be more natural. She is actually not afraid of cultural barriers, because she knows everything and can talk about anything. Because of this, I feel very relieved about her."

James was a little silent. After a while, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Thank you. Although these three words are simple, I know what it contains.

This is a man's entrustment to another man, and another man's commitment to that man.

I smiled at James and didn't continue to say anything more. I just picked up the teacup and took a sip.

When the tea enters my throat, I realize that tea is bitter.

James seemed to notice my thoughts, and his blue eyes stared at me. In order not to be seen by James, I hurriedly changed the subject and said:

"By the way, today I realized that this little guy Fresh is really smart." As I said that, I told him what I encountered when I was buying clothes, and praised Fresh for saying that he was simply a small detective.

James said without surprise:
To be continued...