If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, and you can't get drunk yet, let alone coffee?

Li Fengxuan took a sip of coffee and put it down, the two of them were very familiar, so familiar that they could feel each other's mood swings without even looking at it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shen Yibai glanced at them twice, and dropped a sentence: "I'll go clean up the store, you talk slowly." ”

Closing is not as simple as settling accounts, cleaning, stocking up, etc., Boss Shen has always done it himself, Cen Yutong and Li Fengxuan gladly accepted his kindness.

"Is that you?" Cen Yutong went straight in.

"It's not."

"Shouldn't you ask who the Wind Knife is first?"

"I'm also a fan of yours, wouldn't it be weirder if I said I didn't know who the spiritual leader of your fan group was?"

"Fengfeng ......"

"Cen Yutong, can you use some brains. If I'm a wind knife, is it necessary to hide it? ”

Cen Yutong was speechless, she originally thought that she was sixty percent sure, but she was easily persuaded by Li Fengxuan. Yes, if the wind knife is Li Fengxuan, it is normal for him not to participate in fan activities, but what reason is there to hide it from her?

Seeing that she was silent, Li Fengxuan persuaded: "Cen Yutong, in fact, does it really matter who he is?" He doesn't want to show his real body, so naturally he has his reasons, so why do you have to pull it out? He didn't do anything against you. ”

Cen Yutong bowed her head and was silent, in fact, she had also discussed with Xia Musheng about who the wind knife was, and his conclusion was the same at that time; But at that time, the prominence of the wind knife was only in the organization and restraint of the bartender, the so-called "spiritual leader" was him, and the real "leader" was also him.

This time, she thought she had seen a clue, but Li Fengxuan denied it.

But if the Wind Knife is another person, then who is it...... Who has the ability to find out Liang Xiu's flight number and grasp Liang Xiu's whereabouts?

Liang Xiu...... Yes! A name that she couldn't believe came to mind, but how could that be?!

Cen Yutong pinched the rim of the coffee cup, and his knuckles turned white: "Fengfeng, how is Xiaomei doing?" ”

Li Fengxuan stared at her knuckles, as if she was considering what to say: "I haven't had much contact recently, she seems to be ...... Avoid me. ”

This answer surprised Cen Yutong very much: "Why? ”

Li Fengxuan shook his head: "I don't know." Maybe it's to avoid suspicion, after all, there was a disturbance in Kyoto before. Chu Xuan wanted me to pull her into 'real-time', she was vague before, but recently, she was really not optimistic. ”

is obviously talking about wind knives, and the topic is forked to especially beautiful. Cen Yutong asked, "Will something happen to her?" ”

"I don't know. Cen Yutong ......" Li Fengxuan sighed slightly, "If you are free, just care about her." ”

"Oh." Cen Yutong replied absentmindedly.

I don't know why, but she's a little timid about talking to Youmei. But...... It's time to pay more attention to that little girl, and wait for "I'm an Anchor" after the game.

Cen Yutong thought and took the last sip of coffee left in the cup.

The two of them sat quietly across from each other, listening to the jazz music playing in the store, as if they had spent many, many of the same days together.

After a while, Shen Yibai began to rush people: "It's almost 12 o'clock." "The door closes at 12 o'clock at midnight, and the principled Shen Yibai will certainly not be an exception.

Besides, at this moment, the window of "12 o'clock" was knocked on very appropriately, and by the light of the street lamp outside, Xia Musheng's face emerged. (To be continued.) )