"I heard that you went to the bank," Yan Hui directly pulled down the mask, Zhuo Nan could see the corners of his lips raised, and he could see that he was in a pretty good mood, "Is it the money I gave you yesterday?" ”

Unconsciously tightened the lunch box in his hand, Zhuo Nan lowered his voice and said word by word: "That's the money I deserve, not from you." ”

Yan Hui was stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, but he smiled again for only a second, and pointed to the lunch box in his hand, "I haven't eaten it yet." ”

"I'm sorry, but we only have coffee and don't sell food." Zhuo Nan turned around and prepared to walk away after saying this, he didn't know why Yan Hui came to the coffee shop where he worked as a friend, he couldn't guess Yan Hui's intentions, no matter what the reason, he didn't want to have anything to do with this person again.

"Hey," Zhuo Nan turned around violently, almost didn't collide with Chu Hui who came over, Chu Hui steadied the small box in his hand after a sigh, and glanced at the lunch box he hadn't opened yet, "I haven't eaten it yet, oh, I left some of the pickles brought by Sister Li for you, try it...... Oh my God, Yan ......! ”

Zhuo Nan, a professional assistant for many years, reflexively raised his hand to cover her mouth when this exclamation was not fully uttered, and then said softly: "Don't shout out loud, there will be no business to do for a while." ”

Chu Hui nodded, and Zhuo Nan let go of her apologetically. Chu Hui's face was a little red, I don't know if she was excited to see the star or if she was covered too hard by him, a pair of bright big eyes turned back and forth on Yan Hui's body twice, pulled Zhuo Nan's arm and whispered: "You actually have a friend like Yan Hui, it's awesome." ”

"No ......"

Zhuo Nan wanted to say something to justify his relationship with Yan Hui, but Yan Hui greeted Chu Hui one step ahead of him, and asked shamelessly: "Do you need an autograph?" ”

"Of course!" Chu Hui patted Zhuo Nan's arm with excitement for a while, and whispered: "Give you an extra half an hour to eat, keep the male god for me, I have to find the photos I have treasured for a long time for the male god to autograph." ”

"I'm just going to sign it for you," Yan Hui said to Chu Hui with a smile, "I don't want to spread the word about my here." ”

Chu Hui lit her head and ran to the bar like a clockwork.

Zhuo Nan stiffened his body and stood on the side for a long time without moving, his stomach sang vigorously like beating gongs and drums, he sighed, people are iron rice and steel, and they have to eat first.

He didn't hesitate at all and sat down opposite Yan Hui, opened the lunch box and sprinkled the pickles on the white rice, stirred it twice with chopsticks and began to eat it in a big gulp.

Yan Hui was obviously very happy with his calmness, but he frowned slightly after seeing him eat like this, and after watching it for almost half a minute, he asked in a low voice, "Is this meal delicious?" ”

Zhuo Nan didn't pay attention to him, he didn't want to pay attention to him, and he didn't have time to pay attention to him with his stuffed mouth at this time.

"Isn't the coffee clerk particularly hard?" Yan Hui asked again.

Zhuo Nan was annoyed by his question, and Yan Hui's tone was a little cautious, which made him sound very uncomfortable. In his memory, Yan Hui had never said a word to him with such a tone, and the only person he knew was no one else except Yu Ziyi, and now he actually used such a posture towards a person who was in line with his eyes, which made Zhuo Nan feel a sense of powerless frustration.

He can't compare to Yu Ziyi, and now he is not even as good as a student who has just met for two days, Zhuo Nan shook his head slightly, I don't blame you Zhuo Nan is low, and he is still haunted after dying once.

"Isn't it delicious?" Yan looked back at him and shook his head and asked, "Still not hard?" ”

Zhuo Nan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he looked a little silly while shaking his head while eating, but in Yan Hui's eyes, he was answering the question he just asked.

"Mr. Yan, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhuo Nan put down his chopsticks and planned to deal with the business first, to be honest, this rice was too hard, and the food was not tasteless, which made him very uncomfortable.

Yan looked back at him and smiled when he put down his chopsticks and hugged his chest with both hands, "You don't eat it?" ”

Zhuo Nan didn't answer him, and continued to look at him, thinking about what Yan Hui was going to play.

Before I could figure it out, I saw Yan Hui pull his sleeves and reach out to pinch a piece of potato out of his lunch box that looked like the scene of a car accident, chew it twice and spit it on the table, and then began to express his feelings after eating, "It's so hard, no salt." ”

Zhuo Nan's staring eyes were almost blinded by Yan Hui's seemingly extremely natural action, he bounced up from the sofa chair as if he had suddenly been pricked with a needle, and pointed at Yan Hui with his mouth slightly open and couldn't speak for a long time.

Yan Hui didn't feel that his movements were abnormal in the eyes of outsiders, he pointed to the sofa and motioned for Zhuo Nan to sit, and then touched the mobile phone on the side and began to pull it with one hand, reading in his mouth, "Don't eat it, it's too unpalatable, I'll find you something delicious, I often eat them, his potatoes are not fried, especially delicious......"

"Hey......" Zhuo Nan couldn't help but interrupt Yan Hui who was chanting, and the confusion on his face became much clearer the moment he came into contact with Yan Hui's sight, "I'm already full, and besides, I don't like to eat potatoes." ”

Yan paused as he pulled his finger back at the phone, as if asking him and seemed to be talking to himself, "Don't eat potatoes?" Don't you love potato stew, why don't you like it all of a sudden? ”

Yan Hui's almost murmuring words fell into Zhuo Nan's heart like raindrops, and he pulled the corners of his mouth a little astringently, after his death, Yan Hui could still remember what he liked to eat, was this a disguised comfort? Or alternative ridicule?

"Hey, I found it." Chu Hui's voice suddenly sounded from above, and Zhuo Nan quickly adjusted his facial expression, changing it to a casual and happy conversation.

Chu Hui put the photo and a signature pen in front of Yan Hui, "Male god, can you write that Chu Hui is happy every day?" ”

Yan Hui looked at the photos and pens on the table in a slight daze, and then raised his eyes to look at Chu Hui, who was smiling like a blooming flower, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "Who is Chu Hui?" ”

Chu Hui smiled a little awkwardly and nodded the tip of her nose, "I, Chu Hui is me." ”

"You?" Yan Hui's gaze swept back and forth between her and the photo a few times, and the confusion on his face gradually disappeared, and coldness and detachment crawled all over his face, "Today is not the day to sign autographs, don't ask me for an answer." ”

Chu Hui's face was embarrassed as if someone was holding a brush and directly drawing two left and right faces, her expression was particularly colorful, and she didn't understand why the male god suddenly changed in just a few minutes, she slanted the corner of her eyes and looked at Zhuo Nan.

Zhuo Nan didn't understand why Yan Hui's face turned so quickly, but Yan Hui has always done things his own way, and it is not uncommon to encounter such a situation before, but now it is Chu Hui, the foreman of the coffee shop where he works, and he usually has a good relationship with him.

Zhuo Nan subconsciously twisted his eyebrows, and his finger clicked on the photo, this is a poster taken at an event, and only one side face was taken, but he smiled happily when he looked at Chu Yanhui, and it was estimated that he was shrunk into a photo by Chu Hui.

"You said you were going to sign her." Zhuo Nan retracted his finger and looked at Yan Hui opposite.

Yan Hui's indifference on his face was gradually covered by confusion because of his words, he frowned and swept his eyes at Zhuo Nan, and only after a long time did he pick up a smile and smile at Chu Hui: "Okay, you just said to sign Wishing you prosperity, right?" ”

Chu Hui: "......"

Zhuo Nan: "......"

Fortunately, Chu Huiying was very capable, and after listening to Yan Hui's words, he only paused slightly, and then said happily: "Sign it, as long as it is signed by Yan Nanshen, I also think it's good to sign a." ”

Yan glanced back at her, wrote the word '' without ambiguity with a stroke of the pen, planted his name behind under Zhuo Nan's incredible gaze, and then closed the notebook and pushed it forward, looking like he had completed it, "I like to fulfill the wishes of fans the most, but this is really the first time I have encountered a request like yours." ”

Chu Hui took the notebook tremblingly, forgot to thank him, and walked directly to the bar, and after taking two steps back, he turned around and ran forward, with a sad and angry face.

Zhuo Nan stared at Yan Hui who was clasping his hands on his chest speechlessly, and clenched his fists, "You did it on purpose, right?" ”

"Deliberately?" Yan Hui looked dazed, "Why should I do it on purpose?" Didn't you hear that she asked for it? The last half of the sentence is full of unspeakable grievances, coupled with an expression that looks like a child snatching another toy and is being reprimanded by an adult, the effect is quite significant.

But who is Zhuo Nan, Zhuo Nan has been by his side for three years, and he is the first person in the singer circle to act in a movie with a box office of more than 800 million, what is this?

Besides, Yan Hui always talked to him a little yin or yang, and he didn't know if he really fell in love with this body or knew something, or was he still doubting his identity, deliberately testing him like this? Then he can't have too many conflicts with him to get his attention.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Nan calmed down, slowly opened his five fingers, took a sip of the water glass on the side, and felt a lot more relaxed, and began to return to the topic that was deviated by Chu Hui, "Mr. Yan, did you come to me today for something?" ”

Yan Hui's expression that was still smiling just now froze after hearing Zhuo Nan's words, and he looked at Zhuo Nan with some puzzlement, "Why do you keep calling me Mr. Yan?" ”

Zhuo Nan met his gaze, stunned when he saw the sadness that flashed in his eyes, but when he looked closely, it was gone. Zhuo Nan unconsciously laughed at himself in his heart, he really still had hopes for this person, even if his body was not the original Zhuo Nan at the moment, but in his bones he still desperately hoped that that person could have the slightest thought about him.

Perhaps, as the song goes, what you can't get is always in turmoil.

"You haven't answered me yet?" Yan Hui opened the foot of the sunglasses and poked the back of Zhuo Nan's hand, Zhuo Nan retracted his hand as if he had been bitten by something, and his distant thoughts were also dragged back because of Yan Hui's inadvertent action.

"Answer, what?" Zhuo Nan raised his hand and wiped it on his face and asked.

"Why do you keep calling me Mr. Yan?" Yan Hui repeated this sentence quite patiently, the words were very clear, and the pause was quite long, as if a kindergarten teacher was teaching children to read and write.

Zhuo Nan was amused by his question, "I don't call you, Mr. Yan, what do you call you?" Is it just a name? Or call you a male god like other fans, or call it a ...... Brother Yan? ”

Yan Hui's half-raised eyebrows trembled when Zhuo Nan softly called out the word 'Brother Yan', his pupils shrank unconsciously, and the pitch-black pupils fell into the eye frame like two drops of thick ink, and at this time, he was staring at Zhuo Nan without blinking, and the hand under the table unconsciously slowly tightened.