The next day, Yu Sheng came to his senses very early.

When I woke up, it was still gray outside, and I lay on the bed for the rest of my life without moving, just staring at the ceiling, recalling Ding Qing's smile last night, the corners of my mouth unconsciously raised upward, and I didn't even notice the sunlight that cut into the room through the gap in the curtains.

When he first joined the Wanderers for the rest of his life, he was full of weariness of life and distrust of other people. He was indeed very amazed by Ding Qing, but he never imagined that he could be close or even intimate with Ding Qing.

Well, maybe there are indeed one or two hearts and apes, but Ding Qing's usual coldness is enough to extinguish the desire ~ fire in the hearts of any man who is ready to move. The coffee shop has been open for so long, but there has been almost no one pestering Ding Qing, which can be seen.

Regarding Ding Qing's appearance, the men are lustful and erotic, and the attitude towards Ding Qing, the big guys are invariably ashamed of themselves.

For the rest of his life, a guy who has a slight inferiority complex, it is no exception.

However, just last night, a series of subtle changes took place in the relationship between Yu Sheng and Ding Qing. Just like at the beginning of spring, when the earth warms up, even if people don't look closely with their eyes, the greenery sprouts, the grass sprouts, and the air is full of life.

While the past of the rest of his life is ruthlessly stripped away by fate, his present is forced into a new meaning by unreasonableness.

The rest of his life was like a man who had been reborn and didn't really take the first breath of his new life until last night.

At half past seven, Yu Sheng finally got up, and the door of blacksmith Ding Qing's room was still closed. When Yu Sheng passed outside Ding Qing's house, his steps were flustered, and his heart jumped suddenly. He paused outside the house for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his face flushed.

For the rest of his life, he tried to stop thinking nonsense, forced himself to meditate and wash, and then took a shower to get rid of the distracting thoughts that filled his mind.

The blacksmith had actually woken up a long time ago, he quietly listened to the footsteps of the rest of his life and sneaked to his room and stopped for a moment, and then left more secretly, couldn't help but take a puff of cigarette, hehe, and smiled, revealing an expression that everything was clear.

Of course, he didn't know anything for the rest of his life, he hummed that he didn't know why he had to tune in, wash and clean up, and be refreshed.

Today, the café is open early in the morning, the sky is clear and cloudless, and the golden morning sun of autumn reminds me of the wheat fields that are about to be harvested for the rest of my life. He ordered a breakfast, which was served just when he had an appetite, the cake was crispy, the porridge was fragrant, and the fried egg was tender.

Everything was perfect, it was the best morning in the rest of my life.

The blacksmith tugged at his shoes and came down from the second floor, yawning as he saw the rest of his life making coffee.

"Morning, the rest of my life. ”

Yu Sheng said hello briskly, "Morning, blacksmith, will I bring you a cup of coffee?"

The blacksmith came to the bar and sat down, and Yu Sheng handed over a cup of coffee.

The autumn breeze outside the door slipped in quietly, and the blacksmith wrapped his coat tightly on his body, lowered his head and took a sip, feeling a cloud of heat coming in from his mouth, straight down to his internal organs, and then he took a breath and recovered from the autumn coolness.

"It's getting colder and cooler. The blacksmith took a sip of coffee, exhaled in satisfaction, and grumbled.

"Yes, it's already autumn, and it's time to get cold. "I didn't think much of it for the rest of his life, he just wore a long gown.

The blacksmith glanced at Yu Sheng and sighed, "In the end, he is a young man, and he has a lot of firepower, and he can't compare with it." ”

Yu Sheng smiled.

The blacksmith looked behind him, through the floor-to-ceiling glass, the sunlight was just right, the footsteps of pedestrians were in a hurry, the sound of car horns was incessant, and everyone was hurrying to work. The noise of the outside world and the tranquility of the café are like two paintings of extreme movement and extreme stillness, in stark contrast.

Once upon a time, the blacksmith was one of those who hurried his steps, and now, he can't even recall any details of his work, only the crowding and collision of bodies on the bus, the heat and irritability in the air.

The blacksmith turned his head and saw that Yu Sheng was also staring out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

The blacksmith suddenly felt a little pity, time took away too many memories of the past from his mind, too many emotions from his chest, leaving him only sighs and blanks, and the rest of his life was not so lucky.

Not long ago, Yu Sheng was still standing in the world outside the window, and the memories there were still deep in Yu Sheng's mind.

Yu Sheng soon noticed the blacksmith's gaze in the afterglow, and couldn't help but be a little inexplicable, he reached out and touched his chin, "What's wrong, I haven't shaved my beard?"

"No," the blacksmith stroked his beard, still messy and hard, "I was thinking that if we opened so early every day, the coffee shop might not need the money of Left and Right and Amer." ”

"It seems that the power of love is really great. The blacksmith summed up, stretching his waist, the clothes he was draping on almost slipped off, and the blacksmith shrunk his shoulders and sat down on a high stool like a stone statue.

Yu Sheng's face was suddenly flushed, and the little thoughts and secrets in his heart were punctured, and he didn't know what to say to refute in a panic.

The blacksmith blinked, not teasing.

Yu Sheng silently wiped the porcelain cup ornaments on the bar, and suddenly asked, "Will I think too highly of myself?"

"Huh?" the blacksmith looked up.

Yu Sheng still bowed his head, did not meet the blacksmith's gaze, his words asked the blacksmith, and he asked himself.

Ding Qing ...... The beauty is almost unreal, and the power on her body is so powerful that it makes the Near-God Army tremble, and I ......" The movements of the rest of my life suddenly stopped, and I wanted to stop talking.

The blacksmith fiddled with the coffee cup in his hand and suddenly smiled.

"You know, more than ten years ago, when I was just making up my mind to chase my wife, I also had this question. ”

Yu Sheng looked up and saw the blacksmith staring at the porcelain cup in his hand, rubbing it gently, and he didn't know if it was because of the rising sun on his face, a faint golden soft light appeared, and Yu Sheng noticed for the first time that under the blacksmith's thick beard, there was a large dull scar hidden. From that rough and vicissitudes of life, I saw sweet memories for the rest of my life.

"At that time, I had just graduated, I was still so tall, but I was a few laps fatter than now, and she was already a well-known beauty designer in the company, admired by colleagues, valued by leaders, and praised by customers. Although I am the same age, my income is only a fraction of hers, you see, as a big man, I am inferior to her in all aspects, even if I like it, but I only dare to put this little bit of careful thought on the innermost part of the fat body. At that time, let alone pursuing it publicly, even revealing the slightest thought would be teased to death by the people around him. ”

Listening to the blacksmith's memories, the rest of his life imagined that a shy and shy little fat man had a reluctant expression in the face of the company's recognized goddess.

Yu Sheng couldn't help but smile.

The blacksmith also laughed, "What?"

"It's okay," Yu Sheng made himself a cup of tea and sat down at the bar, "just thinking of myself." ”

"You used to be fat, too?" said the blacksmith, feigning surprise.

"No, I've been very thin since I was a child, and now I'm the fattest time," Yu Sheng smiled and pinched his belly, "I mean character." ”

After the divorce of his parents, he was hit hard for the rest of his life, and his gradual inferiority complex for the rest of his life really responded to the children's rhyme "Children without mothers are like grass".

"That's right, we're all inferior guys, I'm fat, you're ......" the blacksmith looked at the rest of his life, "you're ugly." ”

Yu Sheng smiled helplessly, he is indeed not handsome, but he is not ugly, let alone compared to the bearded uncle in front of him.

The blacksmith did not have the slightest consciousness of "100 steps and 50 steps of laughter", he scratched his chin, "However, feelings are not an equation, and sometimes, melancholy handsome guys like us do attract the attention of beautiful women. ”

Yu Sheng blinked, and the blacksmith looked serious.

Yu Sheng laughed, and at the same time, a warmth welled up in his heart, of course he knew that the blacksmith was deliberately exaggerating himself, but this feeling of being cared for made him inexplicably warm.

Yu Sheng opened his mouth and was about to cooperate with the blacksmith to ask him how he had chased his wife, but the wind chimes on the door rang.

Someone pushed the door in, and this was the earliest customer he had seen in the more than three months since he came to the coffee shop.