GoodReadWhen Scarlett left the house, she didn't take anything. She just grabbed her phone and ran straight downstairs.
Raymond said he was hungry, so she had to follow him to get in the car for a late-night meal.
Scarlett went out to dinner with the Tanks today. She was wearing a long dress, but she had taken off her high heels and worn a pair of slippers. She did not bring her purse, only a cell phone in her hand.
It was okay to go out for a late-night meal in such a dress.
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There was a street crowded with many food stores, fried chicken and barbecue and everything.
Scarlett heard from Viviana that when Scarlett's grandmother was in good health, the old lady would occasionally come to eat at the street with Viviana. And sometimes they would take Larry with them. But Larry was always concerned with the food hygiene and he felt that the food stalls were not clean. He just went to accompany his mother and grandmother.
The old lady later disliked Larry for not eating anything, and they didn't take him there after that.
When Scarlett heard about it, she thought her grandmother was an interesting woman. If she had met her grandmother earlier, she might have been able to go have a night meal with them.
But there was no if. The Tanks family found her too late.
Their car stopped. Scarlett collected her thoughts. She followed Raymond out of the car.
They arrived at the food street. The long street was lined with barbecue and other food stalls. It was still early, and there were still many people on the street. There were couples bringing their children and some student couples from the nearby university.
Scarlett grew up in such kind of neighborhood. She was not born into a wealthy family. She had no problem with these places but rather felt familiar to them.
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But Raymond- Scarlett subconsciously turned to Raymond, "Are you sure about this?" Raymond glanced back at her, "Yeah." Scarlett raised her eyebrows. She told him what had happened with Larry when he came here before, and she asked, "Don't you have a fetish about cleanliness too?" Raymond took her hand and went straight into the next stall, "Well, | don't right now." Since Raymond and Scarlett had been together, he seemed to be able to put up with anything.
Hearing his answer, Scarlett couldn't help but laugh, "I hope you won't regret it." The two looked extraordinary among customers. As soon as they entered the stall, the waiter came with the menu," What would you two like to have?" Scarlett picked a table for two and sat down, "Let us look at the menu first." Scarlett wasn't hungry and didn't have a particular appetite. She used to go to the food street with Alexis a lot. She glanced at the menu and handed it to Raymond," What do you want to have?" It was indeed Raymond's first time to eat at a food stall. Although when he was young his parents did not care much about him, he never lacked money. And his friends were all rich kids. None of them lacked money. They never came to such kinds of food stalls.
Raymond's most civilian life was probably at the time when he was in high school. He had meals in the school canteen every day. When he went to college, he didn't live on campus, and he didn't eat in the school canteen anymore.
There was nothing special on the menu. But the stains on the menu were so distinctive. Raymond glanced at Scarlett but did not find any disgust on her face. He could only suppress his discomfort, "I'll have a burger." "Do you want a barbecue?" Scarlett pretended not to see the discomfort look that had just flashed across his face. She grabbed some tissue and put it in front of Raymond. "Or, shall we change to another place?" "What do you like to have?" Scarlett murmured, "I like fried chicken, fries, and ice Coke." "Okay, let's have those." Then Raymond raised his hand and beckoned the waiter, "Hello, please--" Scarlett had fun teasing him. She stopped messing with him. She put his arm down," Hey, forget it. Let's just go somewhere else." Raymond frowned. He was confused, "Why? "I suddenly don't want to eat any of this." Raymond looked at her for a moment," Actually, I'm OK—" "No. Let's go." Eventually, they went to another restaurant. Raymond had come to her house at this late hour, and he probably hadn't eaten dinner. Scarlett wasn't sure if Raymond's stomach could take the food at the stalls.
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