The coffee shop was a little deserted, there was no one, as soon as Li Mengyao entered, he was so excited by the strong cold air that he almost fell out, and he slowed down before entering, there was no one at the workbench, and there was a man lying next to the coffee table.

Li Mengyao approached, only to find that it was the man in the coffee shop before, hesitated for a few seconds, sat down in the opposite position, and called softly: "...... Brother?"

The men's skirt quickly raised her head and looked into Li Mengyao's eyes: "My name is Song Qingzhi." Yes, yes, it is also clear and clear. ”

Li Mengyao was taken aback, and subconsciously shrank back, "Oh...... My name is Li Mengyao, Li's Li, Yuhan's Han, that is, Jiangming. ”

“...... Did I scare you?" Song Qingzhi frowned, his voice apologetic.

"No, no, no," Li Mengyao waved his hand to deny, "It's just a little cold." ”

"I'm going to turn up the air conditioner a little bit. Song Qing stood up, turned around and asked him, "Is it still Ice American?"

"Hmm......," he replied as he replied, "what do you like to drink?"

"Me?" Song Qingzhi repeated suspiciously, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and smiled lightly, "You want to drink?"

He blushed at the question, and looked away a little uncomfortably.

Song Qingzhi didn't tease him anymore, let him sit here, and bring the coffee later.

He didn't insist either, still sitting in his position.

Most of the time, he bought coffee and left in a hurry, or sat on a high stool at the workbench and chatted with Rou, never paid attention to these coffee tables, and only now did he see that he was sitting by the window, and the scenery outside the window could be seen clearly:

Hurried pedestrians, blue skies, children playing in a circled area in the distance, the occasional bird flying by, and the intertwined branches and leaves of the trees, overlapping the sunlight in the gaps......

Still in a daze, Song Qingzhi came over with a cup of coffee and sat down opposite him.

"Matcha Frappuccino. Song Qingzhi pushed the coffee closer, "It's my favorite ever." ”

Pale green with a touch of white cream.

Li Mengyao took it, and the two unexpectedly touched their fingers again, but Song Qingzhi didn't react, but Li Mengyao's heart beat a little: "Once?"

"Well, my favorite right now is Ice American. Song Qing smiled.

Li Mengyao was thoughtful, nodded his head, and said nothing.

"Why didn't your girlfriend come with you this weekend?" Song Qingzhi asked again.

"Harm, a single dog, how can you have a girlfriend. Li Mengyao sighed, "I'm busy with work, I'm working overtime, I got off work yesterday, and I was called back to a meeting again, don't call me anymore today!"

Song Qingzhi said with a smile: "Then you have to come often, have a cup of coffee, and chat with friends, it is the most comfortable." ”

"Yes, after drinking coffee, I feel that I don't have any tiredness and worries, and I feel very relaxed. Li Mengyao also laughed.

Song Qingzhi suddenly said, "Let's add a WeChat, shall we?"

"Huh?" his topic changed too quickly, and Li Mengyao didn't react at once.

"I'm going to make some desserts and eat them with coffee. Song Qingzhi explained, "Tingrou, you like to make desserts, and I want to ask you for advice." As a reward, you can get coffee free three times a week, no matter how much you buy, and I pay for it. ”

‘...... You can't really get hit, will you?'

"No, people want to ask you to make desserts, Li Mengyao, what are you thinking?"

But who can't you find...... It's okay to ask for a master......

Li Mengyao fell into self-entanglement and contradiction in an instant

Song Qingzhi saw that his expression was strange, and unconsciously shouted out the title that had been pressed in his heart for a long time: "...... Li Mengyao?"

“...... What do you call me?" he was stunned.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm used to calling people overlapping words. Song Qingzhi hurriedly apologized, "If you don't like it, I'll change the name." Well, how is Lee?"

"It's okay, I just didn't react, you can do it casually. He also quickly explained, and then asked, "What did you just add, add WeChat?"

Song Qingzhi nodded: "Yes." ”

"Oh, okay. He took out his phone and unlocked it.

Seeing this, Song Qingzhi said, "I'll sweep you." ”

He didn't say anything, and clicked on the QR code of his business card.

So the two of them added WeChat.

6.

As soon as the days passed, Li Mengyao's work was relatively easier, and the time spent in the coffee shop every day and teaching Song Qingzhi to make desserts became longer and longer, and sometimes he was unconsciously busy until late at night, and it was already late for him to go home, so Song Qingzhi simply took him back to his home.

The more time passed, Li Mengyao found that he liked Song Qingzhi more and more.

I like him who is gentle and considerate, I like him who spoils himself, I like him who is versatile, I like him who is willing to talk to him and has no scruples......

However, Li Mengyao still didn't dare to confess.

Because he couldn't be sure whether Song Qingzhi liked the same sex or not.

If he confessed so rashly, he wouldn't be able to make friends with Song Qingzhi.

He didn't dare to bet.

Li Mengyao had a rare rest, so he deliberately got up early to study a new dessert at home, and when it was almost noon, he went out with the cake.

Song Qingzhi was not in the coffee shop, and Li Mengyao estimated that he was at home, so he took a taxi to Song Qingzhi's house.

At this time, Song Qingzhi was mostly painting on the stage at home, although his painting skills were indeed average, and even could be described as abstract, but he still enjoyed it, and Li Mengyao occasionally became his model.

But Li Mengyao never thought that when he pushed the door open, he saw Song Qingzhi, who should have been on the stage alone, was staying with a girl at this time, he didn't know the girl, the two behaved very closely, the girl's face seemed to be stained with a little paint, Song Qingzhi took a wet chat tissue and wiped the paint for her, and the tone of the words was gentle and gentle: "I'll wash my face later." ”

Li Mengyao had a "buzzing" sound in his head.

The girl saw him, and hurriedly pushed Song Qingzhi away: "Someone is coming." ”

Song Qingzhi looked back and saw Li Mengyao put the dessert in his hand on Lin, turned around and ran downstairs.

"You wipe it yourself!" Song Qingzhi hurriedly put down a sentence and ran away.

Summer.

The air is hot, the breeze is mixed with heat, and the hot breath is blowing in the face.

Li Mengyao got out of the car, put on sunglasses, rearranged his hat, and walked towards a coffee shop located at the corner of the street.

This store has been open for a while, the decoration style is retro, Li Mengyao happened to come home from work late one night, and found that it was still open in the early hours of the morning, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and then pushed the door in.