The boss brought the freshly cooked dishes and put them on the table, and gave an extra small portion of rake beef, which was served in a black stoneware plate, and said that please use it slowly.

Jiang Qishu smiled and thanked him, and gave a thumbs up to praise the dishes in the store for being delicious.

Liang Chan put down the cup and looked at the smiling boss, and after he left, she couldn't hide her curiosity and asked, "Are you familiar with the boss?" ”

But she remembered that the last time the two of them came to this restaurant for dinner, Jiang Qishu obviously didn't know the boss, and waited in line for a long time. Now they are so familiar that they seem to be relatives.

Jiang Qishu took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her, smiling casually: "It's not bad." ”

Liang Chan didn't ask much, and after eating a few bites with him, he lost his appetite. The dish was delicious, but it was her bad mood that affected her appetite. She put down her chopsticks and waited quietly for him, picking up the tea and taking a sip without taking a sip.

She had something she wanted to clarify with Jiang Qishu, but he just said that you can't go back, and the words she brewed couldn't be said.

Since she met, she has gradually realized that Jiang Qishu is a very good person, and it is difficult for any girl to refuse his gentle offensive like moisturizing things. It was her luck to be liked by him, she didn't want to hurt him, not at all. If she could, she would even be willing to give him half of her good fortune.

"Still drinking?" Jiang Qishu took the time to look at her when she was feasting, she held the empty cup to her lips, her eyes staring blankly at the table, in a daze.

Liang Chan pulled back his thoughts, shook his head and said he wouldn't drink anymore.

"Then let's go."

Jiang Qishu ate the rest of the vegetables alone, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, greeted the boss, and took Liang Cicada's hand as naturally as he came.

Pushing open the glass door, the cold wind was raging, Jiang Qishu pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the top, protected his neck and chin, and looked sideways at Liang Chan. Her coat was buttoned and could only be buttoned down to the lower part of her neck, revealing the neckline of her shirt and sweater underneath.

"You wait for me for two minutes, and I'll be right there." Jiang Qishu dropped a sentence and ran away.

Frequent eaters at this restaurant, Jiang Qishu is familiar with the shops around. He walked into one of the boutiques, didn't have time to pick it up, grabbed a white cashmere scarf that looked the warmest, and went to the counter to check out.

Fortunately, he has the habit of carrying cash with him, and he is not afraid of the phone when it is out of battery, so he took out the banknote from the card bag and handed it over, did not ask for the packaging bag handed by the clerk, and held the scarf in his hand.

Liang Chan stood at the foot of the steps in front of the restaurant, staring down at the green grid square bricks under his feet, and after a while, he saw a figure running rapidly.

She turned her head, Jiang Qishu ran towards her against the wind, the black hair on her forehead was blown up, and her face was shrouded in the light pouring from the roadside shops, clear and handsome, like a frame cut out of a youth movie.

What should it look like?

That's it, all the backs around him are blurred and blurred, only his face, his figure is extremely clear, and there is a charming smile on his face.

Liang Chan thought wildly, if someone happened to take this picture and post it on social platforms, I don't know how many likes they would get.

"I'm stupid." Jiang Qishu gasped and laughed, bowed slightly to accommodate her height, unfolded the scarf in his hand and wrapped it around her neck, circled it to the front, and tied a knot not very skillfully, "Remember to wear thicker next time you go out, it may snow at any time in the near future, it's very cold, girls can't be frozen." Especially you ......"

He was embarrassed to say the second half of the sentence. That time, she was knocked out by a basketball, and it seemed that menstrual cramps were quite severe.

Jiang Qishu's motorcycle stopped under the tree, and he buckled her up to the helmet and drove her to school.

Liang Chan's fingers tightly grasped the clothes on his waist, and a vague fragment flashed in his mind, and asked him, "Jiang Qishu, is it you who is following the bus?" ”

"What did you say?"

The wind was howling, and the two of them were separated by helmets, and the sound was cut a few points.

Liang Chan suddenly didn't want to ask.

She finished her part-time job at the bar one night and took the bus back to school in the back seat. I was so tired that I dozed off with my head against the glass window on the side, and I turned my head inadvertently to see a motorcycle following behind the side of the bus. The window glass was covered with a layer of blurred water vapor, and she couldn't see clearly from a distance, but she felt that the motorcycle was very similar to Jiang Qishu's, and the figure of the person riding the bicycle was also similar to him.

When he arrived at the school, Jiang Qishu rudely pulled out his helmet, remembered what he didn't hear clearly on the road, and asked, "What did you tell me in the car?" The wind was too strong for me to hear. ”

"If you don't hear it, forget it, it's not an important thing." Liang Chan returned the helmet to him.

Jiang Qishu sent her back to the dormitory, stopped downstairs, took her hand, and was about to say something, when a couple of men and women were kissing under the tree in the backlight next to her, making a bit of a big noise.

Liang Chan also heard it, and his eyes fluttered with embarrassment.

She had met a few times before, and occasionally she was not so busy with part-time jobs, and when she came back early, she would see the little couple hugging each other and gnawing their mouths inseparably downstairs in the dormitory.

"That...... I went up first. Liang Chan's ears were red, and he waved his two hands in a panic, stupid, "You, you go back early, bye." ”

Liang Chan grabbed the strap of the canvas bag and ran away with his head stuffy, not giving Jiang Qishu time to say a word.

Jiang Qishu looked at the man who blinked like a little rabbit and ran away, touched the back of his neck and smiled. Although most of the time she is stuffy like a snail in a shell, sometimes she is quite cute.

*

Shao Linfeng drank alcohol and couldn't drive, his car was driven away to take Zhu Yuqi to the hotel, and he could only take a taxi home. I ran into an unreliable novice driver, didn't know the road, and took a long time to get home.

Aunt Rong had already gone back to the room to rest, and there was a lamp left in the living room, and he sank into the sofa, pinching the bridge of his nose tiredly.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, it was his personal mobile phone.

Shao Linfeng closed his eyes for a while, took out his trouser pocket, glanced at the familiar phone number, and had the idea of escaping.

However, he knew that it was useless to escape, so he answered the phone and straightened his attitude: "Grandpa, I haven't slept so late." ”

"Heh, I'm so angry with you that I can't sleep." Over there was the voice of the old man in the family who was holding back his anger, mixed with one or two coughs, and he was indeed very angry, "Let me ask you, how was your conversation with the young lady of the Zhu family tonight?" ”

This is to ask him about the follow-up of the blind date. Shao Linfeng leaned his neck back, pillowed on the back of the sofa, and didn't think about what Miss Zhu looked like for a while.

It was obviously impossible for him to answer his grandfather like this, so he just said flatly: "It's okay." ”

"Do you think that I can't manage you far away in Beicheng?" Hearing his answer, Old Man Shao was even more angry, "I heard that you were pulling and pulling in a bar with a female college student who sold alcohol, causing people to cry and cry, and you also left Miss Zhu aside." Is there such a thing? ”

Shao Lin's face was cold.

How tonight's events were transmitted back to Beicheng can be imagined.

Old Man Shao said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to inherit the family business, I will let you, at least in my eyes, as a descendant of the Shao family, your style is fine." Now which one is this trouble? Yes? I thought that if I sent your mother and your sister over to talk about it, you would understand what I meant, it seems that I was too permissive of you before. You gave me home a year ago, and it didn't make sense on the phone, so we talked to my grandfather and grandson face to face. Of course, the premise is that you still think that this bad old man of mine is your grandfather. ”

Shao Linfeng couldn't say the sentence "In this era, blind marriage and dumb marriage are not popular". Grandpa is angry, and this is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

After hanging up the phone, Shao Linfeng had no extra energy to think about anything else.

The mobile phone rang in the palm of his hand, and when he got it in front of him, Miss Zhu sent a fake apology text message.

"Grandpa Shao didn't embarrass you, right? It's all my fault, my grandfather called to ask me how I felt on a blind date with you tonight, and I accidentally said something out of my mouth, and he seemed a little angry. Sorry ......"

Shao Linfeng frowned, revealing a disgusted expression, not wanting to look down for even a second.

He turned off his phone, felt a box of cigarettes from the coffee table, shook out one and bit it between his lips and teeth, looked down for a lighter, searched for a lighter in his pockets, and broke the unlit cigarette irritably.

Shao Linfeng got up and went to the kitchen, took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap and took a few sips, and the restlessness that was running around in his body calmed down a little.

He glanced at the cooking table on the side, and the scene of Liang Chan standing here eating supper many nights before came to mind. In order to save Aunt Rong one less bowl, she sometimes stands by the pot with chopsticks, picks up things, catches them under the food with her hands, and eats them in small bites to prevent the slag from staining the floor.

Shao Linfeng didn't know what kind of madness he was making, but he missed Liang Chan very much when he lived in this house. Although she is always quiet and does not make a single noise.

(End of chapter)