The weather is such a thing, it really changes.

Wencheng has been sweltering for many days, and no one expected it to rain all of a sudden.

And the rain is not small, quite amazing, it can be regarded as a downpour.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A large column of water poured down from the cornice, weaving a curtain of rain outside the window.

"Why did it suddenly rain so hard?" Shang Yan added another cup of tea to himself.

Shen Qishun flipped through a page of magazines: "God is uncertain, it's normal." ”

After that, a thunderclap exploded outside the window, and then several purple thunderbolts flashed in the sky, and the formation looked strange and scary, Shen Qishun stretched out his hand lightly, and the originally open wooden windows were merged together in an instant, and they were closed tightly.

Shang Yan's eyes couldn't help but light up: "Master, what kind of name do you have?" ”

Shen Qishun's expression was indifferent: "Qigong." ”

"Is it so amazing?"

I've always heard others talk about qigong before, but Shang Yan has never seen anyone who can do Shen Qishun's level of waving his hand and closing the window, he is simply a master of the world and a martial arts master, it's too showy.

"I don't know when this rain is going to fall, but don't let it rain all the time." Shang Yan took a sip of tea and said secretly in his heart.

Shen Qishun seems to like reading martial arts magazines very much, in this era when Jingu, Huang, Liang and Wen have become milestones in the last century, martial arts have really become a very niche existence.

It is estimated that only middle-aged people like Shen Qishun will buy physical martial arts magazines, and then read every pure martial arts story seriously.

Time passed hour by hour, Shang Yan's worries seemed to have become a reality, the rain in Wencheng really didn't stop, although with the passage of time, the rain was not as heavy as at the beginning, but it still had the power to make people feel inconvenient.

Shang Yan hates the weather of wet roads on rainy days and you have to hold an umbrella wherever you go, but tonight this task has to be done.

When Shen Qishun finished reading the last martial arts magazine on the table, the time had come to 17:49, and the sky became more drowsy because of the rain.

Shen Qishun rubbed his eyes: "Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

"Master, don't be so polite, you helped me a lot today, no matter what you say, I should invite you."

Shen Qishun was really polite, and nodded directly: "Okay, then where are we going to eat." ”

Shang Yan took out his mobile phone and said with a smile: "It's a rainy day, let's not go out in that trouble, just order takeout and ask someone to deliver it." ”

Shen Qishun was stunned, he was not pretending, he had never eaten takeout at all, he used to either go to the restaurant or let the nanny at home be responsible for solving the problem of meals, takeaway is a patent for young people for Shen Qishun.

Seeing Shen Qishun's expression, Shang Yan couldn't help but wonder a little: "Master, don't you like takeout?" Then let's go out and eat. ”

"No, no, you can order it, if you say it's for you to have a treat, then it's naturally all up to you."

Shang Yan immediately opened the treasure and began to choose the dishes.

If it were his usual life, it would definitely be a bowl of rice bowl or spicy hot or steamed vegetables or something to send it away.

But right now, he invited a feng shui gentleman like Shen Qishun to dinner, and he still owed him a favor today, so Shang Yan naturally couldn't order something too cheap, so don't give people a look down on it.

So Shang Yan had a crazy meal, sushi, hot pot, stir-fry, and crayfish were all ordered, which was regarded as making up for the stomach that he had eaten for many days of instant noodles.

When Shang Yan brought the takeaway from downstairs, Shen Qishun couldn't help but say, "You ordered so much, have you finished eating?" ”

"Do your best." Shang Yan picked up a piece of salmon sushi and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

This meal stopped eating, stunned from five o'clock to seven o'clock, Shang Yan's stomach swelled and leaned on the back of the chair, and he shook his hand very helplessly: "No, no, no, it's already the limit." ”

The table full of takeaways has been eaten, most of which were solved by Shen Qishun, Shang Yan really admired his stomach, at first he said that he couldn't finish eating, but then he ate the most fiercely, and he ate the most.

If it weren't for Shen Qishun today, so much food ordered by Shang Yan would probably have to be wasted, and Shang Yan, who was watching, couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Shen Qishun could also eat it.

"Master, I remembered that I still had something to do, so I will go first." Shang Yan picked up the umbrella, lifted all the takeaway packages on the table, said hello to Shen Qishun and left the Lanxiang Teahouse.

The rain was still falling outside, Shang Yan threw the garbage into the trash can outside the teahouse, and walked directly into the rain curtain with an umbrella.

……

As soon as the night came, losing the threat of sunlight, Chen Xiaoyun, Dong Jiahe and other ghosts all ran out of the umbrella and moved around Shang Yan to follow him.

The old woman's ghost held the male PR ghost in her arms in the posture of a princess, and it looked a little spicy.

"Where does Son Ye-jun live? Lead the way. Shang Yan said directly to Chen Xiaoyun.

Chen Xiaoyun nodded, led him and drifted to a bus stop not far from the street.

Dong Jiahe: "Do you want to take a car?" Isn't the location far away? ”

Chen Xiaoyun snorted: "Of course, Wencheng is so big, you think it's a small county town, you can walk a few steps to somewhere." ”

"Stop making noise, be quiet." Shang Yan reminded.

The ghost arguing was also quite harsh, and it sounded really uncomfortable.

As soon as he walked to the bus stop, Chen Xiaoyun immediately pointed to the bus that was slowly stopping not far away and said, "We are lucky, we can take this bus to Sun Yijun's place." ”

Shang Yan didn't say a word, and when the car door opened, he directly put away the umbrella and walked up.

At this time, it was the evening rush hour after work, the bus was not too crowded, and there were many people who got on the bus in the future, Shang Yan swiped the card and immediately squeezed towards the exit door, and finally relied on the advantage of the newborn calf [two], Shang Yan squeezed to a position he wanted.

This place is directly opposite the exit door, as long as the back door of the station opens, he can get off the train directly.

Click!

The bus started slowly, and the carriage suddenly became quiet, and after a day of work, everyone was tired, either playing with their mobile phones or staring at the night view of the city outside the window.

There was a woman holding a child standing next to Shang Yan, it seemed that it was because all the seats in the car had been given up, and at the moment, even the combination of children + women could not get help from well-wishers.

This child looks only two or three years old, and he still looks quite cute, and after getting in the car, his eyes have been staring at Shang Yan, and he doesn't know what he is looking at.