I looked at the star, who seemed a little shy, the smoke rising from the meat on the electric grill stained her, and the little orange next to her was seriously roasting chicken wings.

I took a sip of Coke.

"Star, when did you meet?" I asked curiously.

"It's about two weeks." Star replied.

"So fast?" I was a little surprised when I held my cheeks.

"It's because you're too slow." Little Orange raised her head and interjected.

I hurriedly interrupted him, and then looked at Su Shun, who was playing with Sha Li, to make sure he didn't hear it.

Little Orange smiled mysteriously and continued to look down and roast chicken wings for the star, who coated the golden chicken wings with honey under Little Orange's guidance, and the atmosphere between the two was too greasy to handle.

I had to take another big sip of my Coke.

After Su Shun put a piece of meat and bone in Sha Li's exclusive big bowl, Sha Li started the meal quietly, Su Shun came over, pulled out a chair, and sat next to me.

He picked up the barbecue fork on the table and seemed to be thinking about what to grill.

"Miao, what do you want to eat?" Su Shun asked me suddenly.

"I'm not hungry yet, I just finished eating a lot of Cantonese dim sum you bought for me, you can bake yourself first." I replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, I'll be able to eat it again after baking it later, then grill the corn sausage, it's sweet, you should like it." With that, he got up and went to the long table full of ingredients next to him to seriously skewer the sausages.

I nodded, as if I hadn't even started eating, and I felt a little sweet.

A customer wanted to go in to buy something, so Orange went to the counter. Xingxing leaned over and spoke to me: "Why didn't you tell me you work here?" ”

"Didn't I tell you all the time that I worked the night shift at a convenience store?" I replied innocently.

"You didn't say which one?"

"Hahaha, don't you like me working here? I also said that it was a fraud gang, so I can't continue to talk to you. ”

"Oh, be quiet, I'll hear it later, I didn't say this is a fraud gang." Xingxing hurriedly tried to plug my mouth with chicken wings, and I enjoyed it, taking a bite and eating it slowly with my hands.

"Now you know I'm doing well, I'm not a fraud gang." I said with a smile on my face.

"Okay, okay, got it, be quiet." Xingxing looked at the little orange in the store, and then at Su Shun, who was baking chicken wings for me, "Is this your boss?" ”

I nodded.

"Is it just the three of you in the store?" Xingxing asked, consciously or unconsciously.

"Don't worry, Xiaocheng is only one female colleague."

"Talking nonsense, it looks like I'm stingy."

"No, no, don't dare, I took the initiative to explain, Lord Xing, forgive me." With that, I went back to eating my wings.

"Okay, I'll spare you this time, I'll go in and find Xiao Cheng." He got up as he spoke.

"Oh, it's enviable. Go, go, go. I waved my hand.

Xingxing pushed open the glass door and walked towards the little orange on the counter, and the smiles of the two were natural and intimate.

This feeling of being at ease and intimacy is really enviable.

I turned my head again, and Su Shun was already burning in the electric oven, the imitation flame light lingering around his eyebrows, and the big fan that shook his head blew a slightly hot wind towards us.

There were no people on the streets, and the leaves were stirred by the night wind.

For a moment, it felt as if we were in the wilderness, the electric oven in front of us was a bonfire that lit up the night, and the street lamps on the street turned into psychedelic stars. The cube of the convenience store is like a mirage.

I always felt like something lurking in the dark, watching us.

I looked back at the long dark streets, into the depths of the alleys, with parked cars and large trees and grasses like lush wild bushes.

"What are you looking at?" Su Shun asked me.

I turned around, Su Shun smiled slightly, and the sausage began to exude a slight aroma.

"I always felt like something was over there, just looking at us." I answered honestly.

"Are you coveting the beasts of our wings and sausages?" Su Shun made an interesting analogy.

"Huh?"

"Don't you think we're like humans in the wilderness in ancient times, lighting a bonfire after nightfall, cooking the game we caught during the day, warming up around the campfire, telling stories or something? Then the beasts smelled the aroma and coveted it, but they were afraid of the flames. Su Shun spoke as if telling a story.

I couldn't stop nodding my head and nodding my head again, oh my God, why would he know what was going on in my mind? Or do we happen to be thinking the same thing?

"So, don't be afraid, even though there's something lurking over there, but they don't dare to come here, we have the flames." As he spoke, Su Shun lifted the roasted sausage, as if he was holding a torch with pride, "The eternal flame is burning in the dark soul." As long as a little spark jumps out of a soul, it can bring spiritual fire to that soul who is looking forward to it. ”

"John Christopher." I was answering questions like an elementary school student, but I was excited.

"Do you like this too?" Su Shun was like a child.

I nodded: "And the first half of the sentence, life often has some life-defining time, like an electric light suddenly turns on at night in a metropolis...... but I thought about it, and my voice became quieter, as if these words were a bit straightforward.

I lowered my head, but I always felt that Su Shun was looking at me.

It's obviously an electric oven, but it has to be made to look like an open flame, and there seems to be the sound of flames tearing, which makes the world of the two in the vast wilderness more real at this moment.

Da-da, da-da, da-da, there seemed to be footsteps in the field, I followed the sound, two people appeared under the shadow of the street lamp, the thin hot mist made these two people as ethereal as ghosts, but I did hear and see them walking towards us down-to-earth.

The bright lights of the convenience store illuminate their faces, immature faces, indifferent faces, empty hearts.

"Yo, auntie, do you still have barbecue for sale?" Last time, the high school students who wanted to buy alcohol leaned over and looked at the chicken wings and sausages that were being grilled.

"Chen Zhiyun, I said don't be so rude." Another high school student next to him reminded him like he did last time.

"We're building a team, not selling." I politely replied, "But there's also this sweet sausage sold in the store." ”

"If you don't mind, you can play with us, anyway, there are still a lot of ingredients." Su Shun said suddenly.

"Really? Don't want money? The eyes of the high school student who was called a childish student widened.

Su Shun smiled and nodded.

"Lu Antong, don't want money, let's barbecue too." Saying that, he pulled Lu Antong and sat down unceremoniously.

Although I don't know why Su Shun did this, I saw that it was a foregone conclusion, so I had to explain the situation to the two high school students: "Here are all pickled ingredients, you can cook whatever you want to eat, and there is also cola juice or something here." ”

"Auntie, it's rare to have a barbecue, let's have some wine." The childish seemed to be familiar with me all of a sudden, "It's not sold to me now, so it's not a foul for my aunt." ”

I wanted to refuse, but I found that there seemed to be nothing wrong with his words, and I wanted to go in and get some beer. But Little Orange and they just came out with a bunch of canned beer.

Seeing this, Chen Zhiyun helped unload the beer, and actually politely distributed a can for everyone, and then took a bottle and opened it with a snap: "Come on, come on, don't get drunk and go home." "It's like an adult.

"What's going on, is this your friend? Slim. Little Orange looked surprised.

Before I could answer, Chen Zhiyun began to chirp again: "That's right, we are all good friends of my aunt." ”

I was petrified in an instant, when did we become good friends.

Xingxing also began to ask curiously, "Is this a student you knew when you were a tutor before?" ”

I was about to shake my head, but Chen Zhiyun opened her mouth first: "Wow, did my aunt work as a teacher before?" Is it so powerful? Saying that, he took a few sips of beer, "Find a time to tutor me too, I'm almost twenty or thirty points now hahahahaha." ”

Chen Zhiyun proudly said what should have been a very embarrassing thing, Xingxing and Xiaocheng were stupid when they heard it, but Chen Zhiyun didn't care at all.

His friend Lu Antong seemed to have been used to it for a long time, but he shook his head helplessly, and then drank beer by himself, his eyebrows and eyes were a little lonely. And the strange thing is that Su Shun's attention was not on the noisy Chen Zhiyun, but he also observed Lu Antong thoughtfully.

I had more doubts in my mind.

After everyone drank some wine, Xiaocheng and Chen Zhiyun began to talk very openly, as if they were talking about a game, and then they were in full swing, hooking their shoulders and backs, and the stars looked at it stupidly while barbecuing.

Su Shun and Lu Antong didn't speak, they seemed to be observing each other, and they didn't seem to care that I saw all this.

I also took a sip of beer, and the picture of the two people in front of me seemed to change the scene, like some kind of competitive competition, sitting opposite each other, and like a casino table, anyway, calculating something with each other.

I looked at the beer can, and it was only 8% ABV, was it so brainy? I shook my head, and the reality was back in front of me.

---------------------------------------I'm a ghost hidden in the dividing line--------------------------------------------------

I float around every day, but still no one sees me.

These words are going to spread to many corners of the internet, and I don't know if anyone will click on those pages to see what the hell I'm looking at, because I don't get feedback.

Is it? So, are you watching? Then close the page and we are separated again.

I've heard that ghosts have to be restricted by something, an oil-paper umbrella, or some red thread, or some small bottle, or something.

Based on a strange spell, as long as I am still in this story, I have nothing to do with the big pit of Zongheng Chinese Network, will there be a heroic you try to pull me?

16 July 2020