It's raining heavily.

The whole world was submerged in the violent falling rain.

Some people were running around in the rain, some were breaking down and cursing in the rain, and some were eating a steaming bowl of ramen in the rain.

Suck, suck, suck~

Even through the rain, you can smell the aroma of the ramen noodles, and the braised sauce exudes a strong and unique aroma, which makes people feel a bit warm in this cold rainy night.

"Ramen, fresh ramen, and delicious braised eggs. Beauties, would you like to have a bowl? You will be hooked."

The old man's shouts echoed enthusiastically in the wind and rain, but the ramen had an unseemly taste no matter how it sounded.

The girls' expressions changed with shock, and they ran away in high heels. The skirts of their short skirts were flying in the wind and rain, and their sexy curves were looming.

This is a small ramen shop stationed next to the central square of the commercial street. The small lantern in front of the shop also shines with the small signboard of "Master Yue".

However, this is not so much a ramen shop as it is actually a three-wheeled ramen stall. In Japan, this type of vehicle is also called a yatai rickshaw. It is a small three-wheeled bicycle specially designed to sell ramen in the streets.

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Even though it is small, it can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

I use it to walk around the streets on weekdays. Even if it rains, I don't panic at all. The window is opened to form a simple rain shelter. There are a few stools under the shed, and the guests can sit on the stools and eat noodles.

, while the ramen chef operates in the car.

The soup pot and various ingredients are neatly placed on the chopping board. When guests come in to eat noodles, the dark blue covering cloth can just cover their upper bodies, creating a relatively private small space with a warm charm, especially in

Such a rainy night.

Of course, compared with the specialty ramen in orthodox noodle shops, this kind of stall ramen is much different in terms of environment and taste, but it is more economical and affordable, especially because the audience is clear. After all, most of the people living in the streets are ordinary people.

Ordinary people, so riding this kind of human-powered carts through the streets, naturally the business is not bad.

As the master ramen chef shouted enthusiastically, the passersby all around had strange expressions or disgusted expressions.

Not to mention that the old man's shouting had a strong connotation of obscenity, this is a famous brand shopping street, and almost all of the products sold are luxury shoes, clothes, bags and other luxury goods.

According to regulations, stalls are definitely not allowed here, but on such a rainy night, Tokyo's transportation department and Metropolitan Police Department personnel are already busy. Who cares about an old man selling ramen in a famous street.

However, although the old man placed his ramen stall in a high-consumption area, the business of the ramen stall was not very good.

After all, most of the people who can come to this commercial street to spend money are rich or noble people. How could these people come to the ramen stall, lift the dirty-looking curtain and come in to eat a bowl of ramen?

The ramen master looks to be quite young. His white hair is neatly parted. He is wearing the ramen master’s signature white linen work clothes and a white square scarf tied on his forehead. On it is written “stained by oil”.

The word 'Yue'.

It's really dirty.

Even though the old man shouted hard in the wind and rain, he couldn't get more business.

Young and beautiful girls wearing fashionable brands saw this ramen stall from a distance, and they all pinched their noses and ran away, for fear of being infected with some kind of disease.

"Beauties, don't run away. Come to my carriage and have a bowl of ramen before you leave! It's windy and rainy outside, so be careful not to blow up your skirts. If you catch a cold and get sick, I'll feel sorry for you."

The old master looked concerned.

But no matter how he greeted him, he couldn't stop these girls in cool clothes from leaving in a hurry. Even the more the old man called, the faster these girls ran, and they couldn't care less when their skirts flew up.

I'm afraid that this oily old pervert will secretly keep an eye on me.

"Oh my, it seems that business here is not easy. Even though they are so rich, they can't even bear to eat a bowl of ramen. Today's young people, oh, it's hard to explain."

The master ramen chef scratched his gray hair with a look of emotion on his face.

Because of the sudden heavy rain, he temporarily changed his route to this road when closing the stall, and tried his luck to see if he could get more ramen business.

The result was good, everyone seemed afraid that I would poison them to death.

The old man sighed deeply. Sure enough, the snack street at the back door of National University of Tokyo was his treasure. When school was over, the girls wore short skirts and school uniforms, and their lower bodies were wrapped in knee-length white tube socks. They were pure and cute.

Girls even act coquettishly in front of him when begging him for a discount on ramen.

The faint fragrance exuding from the girl's body made the old man return to his youth for a time. Hey, that was really a nostalgic period...

So although his ramen business was booming at the snack street at the back entrance of National University of Tokyo, he didn't make much money because he always lost himself in the coquettish sounds of girls.

However, on this famous street, when many pedestrians passed by the ramen stall, they were involuntarily attracted by the only two customers inside.

There is no way, the two guests are so dazzling, just one glance, it is like the iron piece is firmly attracted by a strong magnet, and it is difficult to move away.

In the ramen stall, the beautiful girl is like a princess from a fairy tale. She is wearing a white taffeta off-the-shoulder dress. She has a noble and graceful temperament. Her long crimson hair is set against the same crimson eyes.

Like a rose blooming.

However, the girl may have eaten the ramen too quickly, and her beautiful face was flushed by the heat, making her look even brighter and more attractive.

The girl turned her head to look at the boy beside her from time to time, and couldn't help but reveal a happy and warm smile on her lips.

The men and women who were watching subconsciously stretched out their hands to cover their eyes. They felt that at this moment, the originally simple and even dirty ramen stall seemed to be lit up. The light made them feel ashamed.

The boy next to him is wearing a black hunting suit. He has a handsome appearance and his smile is as heart-warming as the younger brother next door.

But those pair of black eyes occasionally flashed a cold light, accompanied by a sonorous sound, like a knife hidden in a scabbard, and sometimes it suddenly appeared and shocked the world.

At that moment, the passers-by who were watching couldn't even tell whether the sonorous sound was the howling wind and rain around him or the boy's focused gaze. They only felt a biting cold air coming in like a knife.

If the girl is a princess, the boy next to her at this moment is the kind of guardian knight who kills decisively. Even if there is a devil in front of him, he will chop off the opponent's head without hesitation.

However, the way a boy looks at a girl is always so gentle.

From time to time, he would use a tissue to wipe the oil stains on the corners of the mouth and face of the beautiful girl next to him. The girl would tilt her face up cutely and let the boy wipe it for her.

The girl carefully scooped a spoonful of noodle soup and fed it to the boy.

"Ah~"

She opened her red lips slightly to demonstrate.

The latter quickly opened his mouth 'eagerly' until the noodle soup was accurately fed into the boy's mouth. I don't know if it was everyone's misunderstanding, but they both felt a lot more relaxed the moment the noodle soup entered their mouths.

But the way the knight ate next was as unexpected as the cold look in his eyes when he suddenly appeared. When he ate the big bowl of ramen in front of him, he was as shocked as the wind and the remaining clouds.

Even though the wind and rain were howling and thunder and lightning roared at this moment, the sound of the boy sucking the ramen noodles was still clearly audible.

Gudong.

Many people subconsciously swallowed their saliva when they saw this scene.

Good guy, does it smell that good?

This made some so-called upper-class people who originally looked down on this kind of street ramen couldn't help but hesitate to have a bowl on such a rainy night.

But when he lifted his steps, he paused again.

The noodle stall exudes a strong smell of love. If you go in like this now, you always feel like a light bulb, and they don't want to ruin this beautiful scene.

People subconsciously speculated that the couple probably came here for shopping, but due to the sudden heavy rain, the driver's car was flooded with water and stalled, so they were temporarily trapped here.

Maybe it happened that the two of them were hungry after shopping, and a ramen stall appeared nearby, so the two of them showed up at this ramen stall and ate like crazy regardless of their appearance.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're all just standing here 'whoring' for nothing, right? If you don't want to eat my face, don't stop my old man from doing business. It's a small business, so I hope you can bear with me."

The old master spoke with his hands on his hips.

At first, seeing more and more passers-by gathered around, I thought my chance had come, but no matter how much he yelled, these people were indifferent to his face, and they just kept looking at the boys and girls in the stall, and even couldn't wait to use

Take pictures with mobile phone.

With a hiss, the boy obviously noticed that he was being watched and took the initiative to pull down the small window.

"Oh, everyone has to stop watching now. Why don't you come to the stall and have a bowl of noodles? Hey, don't leave!"

The old man rubbed his hands excitedly.

Passers-by saw that they could not enjoy such a pleasing scene, and they all left with regret.

Among them, there are several street photographers with cameras in their hands eager to enter. In their eyes, the boy and girl in the ramen stall are simply the best love story. They can be taken from the local scene. Every shot records it.

A beautiful love that can move people.

But they eventually backed down.

It's not because of the master's ramen, but because they are a little timid inside. The boy in the noodle stall really gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Although he looks pretty and harmless, his casual and cold eyes are really frightening.

This feeling is like an ordinary person going out in the wild and suddenly encountering a lion, the king of the jungle. A normal person may be frightened to the point of becoming stiff, and may not even have the courage to escape.

People's intuitive feelings are the most real. They think boys are scary, which is a high-risk sign. If they offend the other party after entering, they may be violently attacked and killed.

So in the end everyone left in frustration.

"It's boring."

Seeing that the passers-by were gone, the old man couldn't help but walked into his stall and car in a depressed manner.

"Master, isn't your business very good?"

Lu Mingfei, who was slurping noodles, turned around and saw the old man walking in, and couldn't help but say.

"They are all cheating for free, I can't do anything about it." The old master was helpless. He poured two glasses of soju and handed one of them to Lu Mingfei.
To be continued...