fifty-one

"Have you had a good time with the New Year?"

Qiao Mosheng asked rhetorically,

A sentence poked at Yu Yu's soft underbelly, she took a small bite of the corner of the sandwich, chewed it repeatedly in her mouth a few times, and then replied in a voice that sounded listless and without the vitality of the past:

"It's not... The point is, it's not appropriate for me to go back with you......"

After speaking, she squinted and glanced at Tang Wei beside her, and glanced at Qiao Mosheng, the implication is that where is your concubine in the main room, how bad it is for people to misunderstand, after all, she has just "turned" it, ahh......h

Yu Yu started to desert again in his mind as he spoke, and he didn't see the look in his eyes, so Qiao Mosheng didn't look at it at all.

"My dad won't mind if I bring my friends back, just like Tang Wei said, there are more people and more lively, if she has time, she is also welcome to come."

Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, Qiao Mosheng is at his grandparents' house, plus Qiao's father, four people make up a table of mahjong, while playing cards while turning on the TV and waiting for the countdown, every year at this time grandma and Qiao's father will make a large table of dishes, obviously there are only four people, too many dishes on the table can not be eaten enough, stuffed in the refrigerator for a few days that the dish will be too fresh, and then eat it without the taste of the past, because this Qiao's father protested with the old lady more than once, saying that there are only a few people, make less dishes, and he and the old lady can also suffer less tired, But the old lady always felt that there were more dishes on the table of the Chinese New Year's Eve to have the atmosphere of the New Year, and her mouth always nagged not much to fool Qiao's father, every time at this time, Qiao's father would frown and mutter, saying that you will pass by yourself during the New Year, I will not be tired, but the work in my hands has never stopped, this kind of conversation Qiao Mosheng sat in the living room I don't know how many times, so now if she can add a few people with her, she is happy to do so, that is, a few more pairs of chopsticks, in fact, it is not a big deal.

"Do you celebrate the New Year by yourself every year?"

Hearing this, Tang Wei finally understood what was going on.

"Sort of......

Yu Yu woke up from the small theater in his mind, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a wry smile that was not quite in line with her usual style, Yu Yu didn't think so, but he didn't know that his expression looked a little embarrassing, so that Tang Wei didn't know how to continue to say the next words, so several people began to fall into a dead silence, and finally Yu Yu couldn't stand the atmosphere, and said hello twice and withdrew first, saying that he was busy with work, But in fact, it evokes some old things that she doesn't want to recall, she wants to save face, she doesn't want to show those sad expressions in front of others, in order to cover up these rights and wrongs, and in order to defend her somewhat far-fetched self-esteem, she can only choose to leave in a hurry.

After that, the three of them didn't get together for several days.

The end of the year is approaching, everyone is very busy, for that year-end bonus, everyone is desperate to complete the work, for fear that the red envelopes sent to themselves will be missing a few Grandpa Mao, except for Qiao Mosheng.

When everyone is busy, they rarely go to patronize her small shop, and the customers who enter the door every day are all college students who have not returned home during the college holidays in the neighborhood, one of them is the refreshing girl with shoulder-length hair that Yu Yu and Tang Wei saw last time, she will sit in the store for a while almost every day, sometimes it is noon, sometimes it is close to dark in the evening, and there is no more order when she comes, just a cup of coffee, and she may add a sandwich when she has an empty stomach. After that, she would sit in her usual place and read the books she brought quietly, and whenever this time Qiao Mosheng would tune the music in the store to a softer type, because she didn't like to be noisy when she read books, so she did these things purely in line with the principle of doing unto others as you would have them do unto you. I have to say that the treatment of the regulars is good, although the girl has not had too much conversation with Qiao Mosheng except for the polite thank you when she received the meal, but every time she visits, she can sit in the position where she often sits, such a small detail can keep her good mood all day, for this reason, she fell in love with this small shop even more, of course, the reason for falling in love here is not excluded because there is an eye-catching and not annoying boss, you know, now the beauties in colleges and universities grab a lot of them, but the number of green tea is also proportional to it, The reason why she chose to come out to the small shop to read is because she can't get used to seeing the group of women around her chattering around discussing which man bought mink for whom, who and who gave herself a new bag, she thinks, what period people are in, what should be done, now at this time, she just wants to enrich herself with full knowledge, so that the scholarship for the next semester will not fall on other people's heads.

Tang Wei occasionally comes to the store on weekends to see her "new love", and the rest of the time she is regrouping and using it for the "revival" of the studio, to be honest, the loss of the lawsuit almost made her heart die, she more or less pinned some hopes on this lawsuit before, but the result was unsatisfactory, and even for a moment, she wanted to close the studio, go out to find a job by herself, and earn a fixed salary safely, these bad things that made her worry about hair loss were left behind, But looking up at the busy staff in the room, she felt that her thoughts were too irresponsible for them, these people in front of her had given up the idea of finding another way out to support themselves, giving up this word was too early for her, whenever she was a little depressed, Tang Wei swallowed two glasses of ice water and patted her face, as if this would calm her down.

Qiao Mosheng saw her anxiety in her eyes, but except for a few words of comfort occasionally, she couldn't say anything, she was not a person who could express her feelings in a good way, especially since the two people established a relationship, it was always a little embarrassing to meet again, it was natural for friends to hold hands and hug each other, but now although the relationship has been sublimated, these things are no longer easy to do, on the contrary, the two will blush for a long time when they occasionally have a physical contact in the store, although Qiao Mosheng has nothing on his face, But the abnormal throbbing in her chest made her a little flustered, which was not quite in line with Qiao Mosheng's style, you know, this person wanted to go to the bar to find a one-night stand in the first place! She was happy about Tang Wei's existence, because every time she saw the person pushing open the glass door, no matter what weather it was outside the window at the time, she felt that there was a ray of golden sunshine with the pleasant and crisp wind chimes shining in with her. As for how Tang Wei thinks of herself, this is even more obvious, she has understood the strong gaze that she can still feel after turning around more than once or twice, so Qiao Mosheng secretly thought in her heart, how to find an opportunity to dissolve the film between them, and even, she was a little narcissistic thinking, if the relationship between the two of them could become closer, would it be regarded as relieving the pressure and depression in Tang Wei's heart on another level.

So, on a quiet afternoon, the aroma of coffee gradually wafted around him, Qiao Mosheng silently accepted the cup in his hand, loosened his hair that had been tied up, and squinted at the person who was waving to him at the door......

Wait, do you think this is a picture of □□? Bah! Qiao Mosheng is not such a clear person, and if he wants to be angry, he can't let you see it, so it's strange.

"Come to my place for dinner at night?"

When Tang Wei sat down in front of the bar, Qiao Mosheng sent out an invitation,

"Hmm... Is there a candlelit dinner? ”

Tang Wei smiled happily and stuck out her tongue a little playfully,

Although the two have met during this time, most of them are in Qiao Mosheng's shop, and they will have dinner together a few times, but after leaving the hotel, the two of them also go back to their respective homes, Tang Wei's new house is still being renovated, although her parents will help take care of it from time to time, but Tang Wei is always afraid that the second old man will be cold and tired, and some things are still done by yourself to make people feel at ease.

Tang Wei seemed to be in a good mood today, and Qiao Mosheng also bent her eyes,

"There are no candles at home, we can buy some on the way when we go back, otherwise we can just buy more, I can also learn from those on the Internet, and put a heart shape on the ground for you or something, but you have to be careful not to burn to the corners of your clothes."

"Nasty~"

Tang Wei giggled after hearing this,

"Then I won't go back to the studio in the afternoon, I'll wait here for you to go back to buy groceries after work."

"Okay, it's okay, you can go to the back lounge to sleep for a while, I'll go in and call you when it's time, by the way, think about what you want to eat at night, I'll make it for you."

"Hmm... I want to eat tofu! ”

Tang Wei tilted her head and thought for a while, and then said firmly,

"Tofu? Do it with fish? ”

At the mention of tofu, Qiao Mosheng remembered the fish soup stewed tofu she ate at her house last time.

Tang Wei shook her head, she didn't know what little calculations she had in her heart, and smiled thiefily:

"Don't eat fish, just tofu~"

"Oh... However, I don't know how to make tofu, so I'll go back and flip through the recipes......"

Qiao Mosheng didn't pay attention to Tang Wei's ghost idea at all, her mind was all on the dishes at night, and she couldn't come out with an ingredient that she wasn't very good at, which made her a little difficult, if she made something unpalatable, where would she put her face, let alone the plan for the future......

"It's okay, I'll do it then, I'll go to the back to rest first~"

After speaking, Tang Wei stood up and reached out to touch Qiao Mosheng's chin, and slipped into the lounge with his bag before the other party could react, leaving Qiao Mosheng with a stiff face behind the bar.

What's the situation? This is being molested?!