In mid-August, after the final cleaning was done, the brand new Star Tea Shop began to open for business.

There were no outsiders to send flower baskets, so everyone pooled their money to buy flower baskets and put gold on the shop.

Mediterranean blue is a lighter shade to outline the storefront frame; An irregular bright yellow hexagonal honeycomb hangs in the upper left corner of the store. In the upper right corner, a thin metal pillar is extended, and two enlarged versions of artificial bees, one high and one low, are hung. On the white stool on the outside, a bright yellow cushion is placed on each side.

Just like the original drawing.

Xinyue stood behind the white rock-paved counter, wearing a mischievous yellow beret hat and a long white dress with thin shoulder straps, and the blue belt tied around her waist was just exposed. She held up the scissorhands, which were ridiculed by the stars, and showed her little tiger teeth at the camera.

Not long after, the quickprint camera printed the first photo of the owner of the new store and pasted it on the oak board on the side of the counter. On the oak board, there are also a lot of sticky notes, and a row of colorful highlighters are hung.

Xingchen and Wang Chengyou distributed advertisements in the vicinity according to the pre-plan, white shoes, white pants, and T-shirts with store blue.

Mo Yanma, as the chief engineer, enjoys preferential treatment, her job is to hold the camera, where she thinks it looks good to shoot.

The charm of young and beautiful boys must not be underestimated.

Xingchen touched the door of the tutoring institution behind the street, and hooked a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old children. The children were super generous, each with a glass of the most expensive juice, and told Xinyue not to be in a hurry, they had patience to wait. When he waited, he looked at Xingchen and praised Xingchen for being really handsome and handsome.

In contrast, Wang Chengyou did not have such a big gain.

He is handsome, with a sense of pride. As a result, the leaflets he sent out were accepted, but not directly turned into customers. But he was also very happy, because the other guy who was also handing out the leaflets on the street corner didn't even pick up the leaflets. Ah, this society that looks at faces.

Mo Yan "clicked" and "clicked" to shoot the smiling stars. This guy has been a lot calmer recently, and he no longer squeezes her face at every turn, she reciprocates with her peach and is a lot gentler with him.

After finishing the children's last order, Xinyue gave a thumbs up to the stars.

Xingchen was inspired and full of energy. Don't be afraid of the scorching sun in the middle of the afternoon, and then go and hand out leaflets. He was about to cross the street, but after taking a step, he realized that the opposite side had changed to a traffic light.

When he turned around, he saw the window glass of the rear seat in the black car closest to him, and someone poked his head out to look at him. Backlit, the man was wearing sunglasses again, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly. He stuffed a leaflet into his hand.

Unexpectedly, the man immediately pushed the car door and got out of the car.

The person got out of the car and took off his sunglasses.

Xingchen couldn't laugh anymore.

The vivid mischievous smile just now quickly withered, replaced by stiffness and jerkiness.

"Let's go, take me to the store for a drink." The visitor glanced at the flyer and said in a gentle tone. The voice is slightly hoarse.

The vertigo causes the shaking world to slowly stabilize, and the streets revert to their street appearance. Xingchen walked back silently, completely unangry as he had just been.

Wang Chengyou, who was handing out leaflets not far away, was the first to discover the situation on Xingchen's side. He stood where he was, watching from afar. Next to him, Mo Yan, who quickly helped him wipe his sweat, turned around and saw the abnormality on Xingchen's side.

She was just about to rush over to see the situation, but Wang Chengyou grabbed her: "Wait a minute." ”

Across the road that is not wide, here, Xingchen moved forward and moved, and finally moved to the door of the Xingcha shop. He lifted his hand and pointed. The arm is not even half as flat as it is. Not even a word came out of the words.

Xinyue's heart is especially big today, and everyone who comes is a guest. It doesn't matter if they are junior high school students who are naïve and unaware of them, or they are elegant and delicate goblins who step on 10-centimeter stiletto heels.

"Do you have any recommendations?" "Leprechaun" asked in a languid, slightly hoarse voice.

"Avocado banana juice!"

"Two cups."

In front of the counter, near the oak plank, two high stools were placed. The awning blocked the daylight, and the cold air in the store overflowed, and it was quite bearable to sit there in the middle of the afternoon.

"Could it be that you forgot what to call me?"

Xingchen squeezed out a smile: "Boss Mo." ”

"In the blink of an eye, you've been wandering for a whole year. Don't come unharmed? ”

"Bang." Xinyue knocked on the counter and pointed at the stars with an empty cup, "Why don't you go and hand out flyers?" ”

Mo Fei, the "Boss Mo" in Xingchen's mouth, turned his head to look at Xinyue: "I bought a glass of juice for him, and then I will go to distribute leaflets after he finishes drinking, okay?" ”

"Oh." Boss Zhang was easy to speak, and lowered his head to concentrate on the juice.

Two glasses of juice are pushed over. Mo Fei patted the stool next to him and smiled at Xingchen.

Xingchen glanced at Xinyue, at the two sneaky people across the street, and finally stopped being as inkbloated as he had been at the beginning, and sat up with his butt raised.

The two of them, with their backs to the busy street, faced with Xinyue, who was seriously making juice and had a detached expression, began to speak.

"It's been almost 2 years. Time flies. "Mo Fei is in charge of the opening. There is no need to specify, the stars can understand it.

The stars lowered their eyes slightly. A delicate little face the size of a palm on a sleeve comes to mind. Xingchen couldn't help but be shocked, and his face was a little blurry today. It's only been half a month and there are no daily memories, has the memory deteriorated?

"After you left, I had no opponent, and my tense heart suddenly relaxed. I thought that the tormented days would finally come to an end. Unexpectedly, that was the beginning of the nightmare. Mo Fei smiled bitterly. She didn't look at the stars, but lowered her gaze like the stars, staring at the pale green juice in her hand.

Xingchen couldn't help but turn his head to look at her. He didn't understand this very well. When did he become her opponent?

Could it be that Yu Guang was surprised by Xingchen, turned his face slightly, and explained to Xingchen: "I am also an afterthought, and only after you leave do you know that I secretly regard you as my opponent." I thought I tricked you and it was over. ”

"You're stubborn, you'd rather die than believe what I say. Any idea why I finally let it go and let you leave with my credit card? ”

Xingchen was completely captivated by Mo Fei's narration. He stared at her delicately made face, and finally his eyes fell on her open mouth.

"Because my heart is weak." After a slight pause, Mo Fei continued, "And the reason why I am weak is because I didn't tell you the truth. ”

Xingchen's eyes couldn't help but widen. Oh my God, in the past month, he has become increasingly suspicious of the death of the sleeve, which was caused by another reason. Unexpectedly, I actually met the sleeve sleeve mother and heard the sleeve sleeve mother say.

Is this what the so-called "self-help providence" refers to?

"So," Xingchen steadied his excited heart and asked, "Today, is it a chance encounter, or have you come to find me and want to tell me the truth?" ”

Mo Fei's long hair was flirted: "Naturally, it's the latter." ”