"Ding-dong."

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Cen Yutong was woken up by the prompt sound of WeChat.

The curtains were drawn tightly, but it didn't feel like it was daytime, she lay on the bed, not wanting to move. But the letter rang several times again.

As a last resort, he rolled to the side of the bed wrapped in the quilt, grabbed the mobile phone placed at the head of the bed, opened the screen and saw that it was all that guy's:

Fengfeng: "Do you want to come over at night?" ”

Fengfeng: "There are surprises." ”

Fengfeng: "You like it!" ”

Feng Feng: "Come on, come on." ”

Cen Yutong sneered, and his slender fingers clicked a few times on the mobile phone screen: "I have a class today." Can't go. "I pressed the send button and continued to lie down, how good it would be if I could lie down like this until I was old!

"Ding-dong." That guy doesn't seem to be that easy to dismiss.

Cen Yutong looked at it, and sure enough, it was a distorted expression: "If you don't come, I'll die to show you!" ”

"Interesting? It's not once or twice that you've threatened me with death. ”

"That'...... If you don't come, break up! ”

Cen Yutong couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you were the one who broke up last time, I don't know who cried and shouted for reunion." ”

"You ruthless woman! Break up! Must break up! ”

With the guy sticking out his tongue, she buried herself in the bed again and lay down for another ten minutes.

After all, it is not a bed creature, and no matter how long it takes, Lai will have to get up. Ten minutes later, Cen Yutong overcame himself, jumped up from the bed, and opened the curtains.

Outside the window on the eleventh floor, the golden sunset was shining in and shining on her face. She took a deep breath at the sunset as if she were facing the camera, revealing a standard "broadcast" smile.

Then, he squeezed his cheeks with both hands, and his mouth pouted.

If there is only one person in this world who can make Cen Yutong relax like an ordinary little woman, then this person must be called Li Fengxuan. So she said that she wouldn't go, how could she not go?

After a simple dinner alone, Cen Yutong went to the coffee ballad he went to most often - "12 o'clock".

"12 o'clock". Very strange store name.

But compared to its owner, Shen Yibai, who has a strange temper and ideas, this name is not strange.

The façade of "12 o'clock" is a large clock, half black, half white, pushing the door into the store, passing through the clock door, often giving people the strange feeling of passing through a time and space tunnel.

"12 o'clock" is open from 12 noon to 12 o'clock in the evening, 12 hours a day, never open early, never close late, come early, please wait, go late, the owner will personally shovel you out.

Such an unsympathetic store, but it has its own group of masochists who are sought after. There is no him, just because "12 o'clock" has three treasures in the town store, one is the owner's coffee special, the second is the folk song that the owner found to sing, and the third is the owner's own handsome face.

So when Cen Yutong walked into the "12 o'clock" and sat on the "throne" in front of the bar, "brush, brush, brush", the envious and jealous eyes of several tables of flowers and plants in the store were immediately cast like knives, no, not knives, it can be called "rainstorm pear flower needle".

Shen Yibai was lowering his head, holding a long-spout kettle, dripping hot water drop by drop on the coffee powder in the filter pot, with a focused expression and a steady wrist. After a while, a very fine foam bubbles on the top surface of the ground coffee, and the extracted coffee juice begins to drip from the filter into the cup.

Cen Yutong was digging cheesecake to eat, while looking through the guestbook in the store, and from time to time glanced at the pleasing Shen Yibai.

The "12 o'clock" guestbook is also one of the features of the store, and the title page of each book has a sentence: "I am here at 12 o'clock, where are you?" "People write freely in the guest book, leaving the moment and what they thought at the time. Cen Yutong likes to read it, but he never leaves a message, privately thinking that it is meaningless to leave these words, and if he wants to say something, it is better to say it directly to the person he wants to say; And writing what you say to yourself in a public place is really a suspicion of self-exhibitionism.

She forgot that if someone else's is a "self-exhibitionist", then she is a "voyeur".

Divergent thinking didn't know where to go, and Shen Yibai's coffee had just been made and brought to her flatly. His hands were a little pale, and what looked strange than others was that there were thick calluses on the tiger's mouth, as if he had held something all year round.

Finding that Cen Yutong was staring at his hand again, Shen Yibai smiled unconsciously and pushed the coffee cup forward: "Taste it." ”

"Woohoo!" "Oops!" This is the flowers and plants behind him to send out various signals to attract the attention of the shopkeeper, Cen Yutong couldn't help but smile: "Dabai, the special seat you left for me really makes me feel a lot of pressure." ”

"Yes." Shen Yibai raised his head and glanced at her meaninglessly, that look was extremely ambiguous.

Cen Yutong couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a low voice: "Please don't hurt me......"

Sure enough, there was a loud noise in "12 o'clock", but Shen Yibai twisted his head and said, "If you love to drink or not, don't drink and pull down!" "I picked up the coffee cup and wanted to pour it into the pool—

Leng Hao was snatched away by a hand stretched out from the field. And the other hand of the owner of this hand slammed into Cen Yutong's head, causing her to bury almost her entire face in the half-eaten cheesecake.

"Fengfeng!" Cen Yutong laughed angrily, and as soon as he said it, he was a big killer.

Li Fengxuan held the coffee in one hand and said with great disgust: "Just your rude appearance, you still drink coffee from a literary family?" Cen Yutong, call me Fengfeng again, try it! ”

Cen Yutong blinked and said, "Sister Feng." ”

Li Fengxuan was about to squirt out a mouthful of old blood, and said word by word: "Please!" No! Black! I, Li Fengxuan, am talented and dignified, you are so black, can I still be a good pot friend! ”

Cen Yutong was about to speak, but Shen Yibai had already screamed: "My coffee...... into the donkey's mouth......"

Li Fengxuan finished the cup of coffee in three sips and two sips, and smacked his mouth after drinking, and praised: "It's delicious!" I drank coffee to cure constipation immediately, it seems that I will be able to pull a lot this time, until it is cool! ”

"Poof......" Cen Yutong and Shen Yibai sprayed at the same time. Li Fengxuan said as if no one was around: "Thank you, I haven't had a good time two mornings just two days......"

…………

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't be more cooked, Cen Yutong really couldn't overlap the guy who casually hung and pee farts with the guy who was reborn as a melancholy singer as soon as he picked up the guitar.

However, Li Fengxuan is indeed this kind of person.

The lights of "12 o'clock" were lowered, and Li Fengxuan sat on the high stool of the performance stage, lowered his head to tune the strings, and his hair that grew behind his ears hung down, covering his eyebrows and eyes, and isolating the outside world.

As long as the guitar is in his arms, he is immersed in his world. He didn't invite, but people couldn't help but be brought into his emotions.