Xia Feng swaggered into his shop and shouted, "Mop, three cups of freshly brewed grapefruit milk tea." ”

Not long after Li Cannan sat down, the milk tea was just inserted into the straw and said, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

Lo Fei Fei laughed at him and said, "Lazy people have a lot of and urine." ”

Li Cannan ignored this daily complaint.

Qi Xiaoyu said, "Huang Mao, this should be free." ”

"I'll ask you, but can you not call me Yellow Hair? I'm much better than you, Sister Yu, called Brother Xia. ”

"Blind brother."

Xia Feng stretched out his hand to pinch Xiaoyu's baby fat face, "You are really fat, are you not studying, you eat too well at home." ”

Xiaoyu slapped his groping pig hand away, "Recently, my thighs have been thinner than my calves, what kind of vision do you have?" ”

"Haha." Xia Feng, "Working so hard, the sparrow wants to fly on the branches and become a phoenix." ”

"Cut~ boring."

Xiaoyu bit the straw, looked at the couples coming and going, and found that there were landscape photos hanging on the windowstand, some of which were particularly aura, she was very interested in photography before, she put down the straw in her mouth, stood up and walked towards the windowboard.

Luo Feifei drank a large grapefruit milk cup to the bottom, and didn't wait for Li Cannan to come out of the toilet, "When you come back from the toilet, it's like dying in the toilet." ”

She threw the milk tea cup into the trash can, got up and walked to the women's bathroom. She stood at the door of the men's restroom, marked with a herringbone, waiting, and the people inside came out one after another.

She asked an uncle who had just fastened his belt, had flat hair, and was in a suit and leather shoes, "Uncle, do you want to ask if there is anyone else in there?"

The uncle was obviously shocked, but fortunately he reacted sensitively, "No, no." He walked away quickly, this little girl was so strange.

Luo Feifei stood at the door of the toilet and shouted, "Li Cannan~"

"Your mother told you to go home for dinner~" lingering in the toilet. She took a big step forward bravely.

Don't go to the toilet and get a boy.

There is a scene in the window, there are a few small sunflowers, which are hung at an angle as if they were intentional, but the vase is in the direction of the diagonal, and it seems that it will not work if it is not hung like this.

Qi Xiaoyu looked closely, the flowers were golden, stained with crystal clear dewdrops, and there was a word printed on the lower right corner of the flowers - afraid.

Xiaoyu suddenly brightened, "I straightened the vase, I was afraid of falling the frame, and if I straightened the frame, the vase was tilted again, wonderful." ”

Xia Feng stood behind him and smiled, "Some people's stories don't start, he thinks they are sealed in the ashes of the wine jar, day after day, the wine is mellow, but he doesn't know, it is a story, the jar is a tea jar, the longer it is sealed, the tea jar will only form thick tea dirt." ”

"No matter how romantic the story is, it is also dirty."

Qi Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at him with disdain, "Who can understand whether it is good to say human words or not." ”

"Did I just speak dog language?"

Qi Xiaoyu's eyes moved from this scenery to the next, "Who knows?" No one understands anymore. ”

"The older you get, the more skinny you get."

Her eyes were firmly grasped by the frame on the window, and there was a very special view, which was not good at the angle of the light or anything else, but it felt that something was missing.

And the technology of taking pictures is not much inferior to the "fear" of the next few pictures.

She stood on her tiptoes and looked closer.

The girl sat on a withered, scarred wooden bench with only one back, her body and head tilted slightly to the left.

Qi Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, "This ......"

"It's only half of the view, and there is a side of the photo......"

"Was it torn off?" "Why tear it off?" Qi Xiaoyu talks to himself alone, and he can't extricate himself from being addicted to photos.

She searched carefully, and did not miss a trace, and there was a small line of words pasted on the frame with white paper, unlike the sunflower just now printed directly in the photo, as if she was afraid of tarnishing the painting.

That familiar name, déjà vu.

"Life is like a summer scene - lover."

She turned around, Xia Feng was still smiling, and said painless words, "That's my sister, Xia Jing." ”

"Summer scenes, summer winds, landscapes." She looked at the girl in the photo with a slender back in a ponytail, wearing a white sundress, and sitting obediently. She remembered that Xia Feng had told her about his sister before, and this shop used to belong to her sister.

Xia Feng looked at the people in the scene under the blue sky and white clouds, "Qi Xiaoyu." ”

Xiaoyu turned around. "What's wrong?"

"I regret it."