My love story with my husband

(1) In the summer of 2008, after the 18-year-old college entrance examination, I stayed at home and did nothing, thinking about going to the street to do a part-time job, so that I could accumulate some social practice experience before going to college. Finally, the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and under the introduction of my sister from the next door, I confidently came to a food stall in the city as a waiter. On that day, the sun was shining, and I was in a very good mood. When I first arrived at the food stalls, looking at the unfamiliar streets, unfamiliar environments, and strange people, I was not shy. In the afternoon, when I officially went to work, I stood at the counter and greeted the guests with a smile on my face. At that time, a man came from outside the door, not very tall, wearing a white T-shirt, black shorts with a pair of slippers, gentle eyes, a slight smile is very charming, very attractive. I sweetly asked, "Is it a meal?" "Yes, my friend is on the second floor." After saying that, he went straight up to the second floor. Looking at him up close, listening to his gentle voice, my inner fawn bouncing, if there is love at first sight, then we are two of them!