"I said, can I rest for a while? You didn't do anything, and drank with him for half an hour. Qiu Ge walked into the counter with a plate for the sixth time, pointed to the man lying on the table, and complained.

"Okay, then you can talk to this kid for a while, I'll go to work." Shen Qing smiled, revealing helplessness in his tone.

During the time when Shen Qing was working seriously, Qiu Ge sat next to Fang Xuan and chatted about something related to Shen Qing and himself and this store.

While we were talking, a man opened the door and walked straight to the counter.

"Hello, welcome light..."Qiu Ge turned and stood up.

"Gone." The man ignored him, but dragged Fang Xuan and the drunk man next to him up.

“… You're...... Don't touch me! The man who was being dragged was unsteady on his feet, and when he saw who the person in front of him was, he shook his hand hard and shook him away, and he fell back into his chair and hit the counter.

"Don't think... I don't know you're out looking for someone else...... Who's afraid of whom...... Do you think... Is it only you who can find a lover......" The man said in a daze, and after speaking, he glanced at Shen Qing.

The man standing there followed the other party's gaze and looked at Shen Qing, and Shen Qing could only blink, hinting at the other party who seemed to be still awake. He wiped his hands, walked out of the counter, walked over to the drunken mess, and suddenly put his arm around the other's shoulder.

"Shall we ignore this person? I'll drop you off at the door and let the driver take you home. He tilted his head and said softly.

In the afterglow, he could already see the man's clenched hand, and his knuckles had turned white.

Step by step, they walked out, and as they passed each other, he whispered something in each other's ears.

"When I get out of this store, catch up with him and take him away."

Step by step, they walked out of the store.

3… 2… 1……

Shen Qing suddenly felt a force jerk him back, and then a figure flashed in front of his eyes, he staggered backwards, and crashed into a person's arms the moment he tripped over the steps in front of the door, and took that person back a few steps with him.

When he stabilized, he took two steps forward and slowly turned back.

Fang Xuanhe.

"You ......" Shen Qing was stunned, looking at the other party's eyes wide.

Fang Xuanhe had a hundred words of gratitude that Shen Qing might say in his mind, and he came up with a hundred words that were not old-fashioned and could be reciprocated.

"Is it so short?"

"So how tall are you?" Shen Qing wiped the cup in his hand and asked Fang Xuanhe, who was sitting opposite.

The other party clasped his hands in front of his chest, puffing and puffing, don't start, he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

"I think probably... 169？ Qiu Ge put his hand against his chin, looked at Fang Xuanhe, and guessed.

"I have 172!" Hearing this, the person here suddenly slapped the table and glared at the two people behind the counter, almost standing up.

This kid is such a deception. The two of them thought together.

Later, I didn't know what time it was in the morning, but the boss walked in from outside and saw Fang Xuanhe.

The two of them have a feeling of being familiar at first sight and looking at each other for ten thousand years.

Probably just the boss has.

He looked at the little boy in front of him, the rebellion between his habitually furrowed brows had not yet faded, his eyes flashed as sharp as a wolf, his sharp teeth were exposed when he spoke, and his short yellow hair stood on end, like a thorn in defense.

The boss seems to see himself forty years ago.

He no longer thought about the things in the past, and agreed to leave Fang Xuanhe behind.

Somewhat selfish.

At three o'clock in the morning, Fang Xuanhe, who couldn't stay up, went to sleep in the guest room on the second floor, Qiu Ge went to take out the garbage, and there were few people in the store.

Just as everyone was about to take a break, the door opened.

A man with a tired body walked in, sat opposite Shen Qing, raised his head, and opened his mouth.

"Have a ...... It's you? Halfway through his speech, he was suddenly stunned.

Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, he did feel that the man in front of him was a little familiar, with a little yellowed hair, thin cheeks, listless eyes, and bruises engraved under his eyes due to long-term lack of sleep.

Where have you seen it?

Yes. Public Security Bureau.

"Mr. Police??" He was surprised.

The other party also looked very surprised, saying that you actually work here.

In fact, Shen Qing's place of work was written at that time, but it was too long and too busy with work, so I forgot it.

Shen Qing poured him a glass of wine and asked him why he came here to drink so late, and the other party said that he could rest tomorrow and only came to drink because he was in a bad mood.

Shen Qing didn't ask anything else, just watched the other party drink the liquor in one gulp, blushing because the wine was too rushed, and bowed his head against the urge to cough.

He looked at each other, silently wiping the pool.

He asked. What is your name.

The other party said that his name was Fan Zhenghao.

He found that Fan Zhenghao's alcohol consumption was really good, so strong wine, he drank four or five glasses of wine, and he was still very sober, and it looked. He hated his sobriety.

"Alright, don't drink it." When Fan Zhenghao finished drinking the sixth glass, Shen Qing took his wine glass and replaced it with lemonade for him.

"I'm not drunk." The other party looked up at him and protested with his eyes.

"I know. Just don't drink it, you can't get drunk even if you vomit. Shen Qing said lightly.

Although he was also very curious about why the person in front of him drank so much strong alcohol but didn't mean to be drunk at all, his speech was clear, his eyes were firm, and his consciousness was clear, but he knew that some things needed to wait for others to take the initiative to say.

"What time is it today?" Fan Zhenghao asked suddenly.

"July 13." Shen Qing glanced at his phone and replied.

The other party didn't say anything, just nodded thoughtfully, smiled bitterly, and took a sip of lemonade. His eyes looked through the water to the bottom of the cup, or just at his own barely reflected reflection on the water, not knowing where to focus, just looking.

Shen Qing felt that he might have gone back to the past, so he put down the rag in his hand.

"See, something." He asked, propped his hands on the counter.

"A friend of mine." The other party looked at the water and smiled slightly.

"yes, is there anything you want to say to him?" He continued, his tone soft and seductive.

"Come back." The other party said in a deep voice, his voice a little depressed, and his eyes dimmed.

"He will." Shen Qing comforted.

“… He won't. Fan Zhenghao frowned slightly, and said softly, only the sound of breath remained.

Shen Qing didn't ask anymore, he didn't want to touch the sore spot in other people's hearts too much, he just took out the wine again and put it in front of Fan Zhenghao.

"Just two glasses, I'll drink with you." He said.

Shen Qing walked home at six o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't help but recall whether the drunk man hadn't paid the money yet, so he called Qiu Ge in the stairs.

"Huh? Oh... He paid me... You may not see it. The other person sounded quite sleepy.

"Whew. That's fine, you go to sleep. ”

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qing continued to go upstairs, walked to the door of the house, and opened the door.

He walked in softly and closed the door gently.