Secretly looking at Zhuang Shuo, he also blushed with a black face, staring at the ground and walking.

Lang Yangyang snickered and gave the two girls a look.

After a while, he held up a glass and signaled, "We won't forget to pour water this time."

"You...... You wait for me here, I'll go in and bring it out for you. Lang Yangyang said.

Zhuang Shuo said okay and sat down on the vacant seat next to him.

Lang Yangyang walked to the baking room, and the strawberry pie was placed in the freezer to keep it fresh, and he took it out and tied the two boxes together with cake box ribbons.

When I got ready to go out, I saw two brown paper bags at the door of the storage room, and when I got closer, I saw that they were all chestnuts.

It is very small, and it is indeed the fruit of the local owner's chestnut tree.

The things were delivered to the store and I didn't take the initiative to say anything, so it's good to invite a merit.

Lang Yangyang pursed his lips and tilted his head, and laughed softly.

When I walked out, I saw Youyou holding a dinner plate and talking to Zhuang Shuo, and Xiaowen wiping the table next to her with a rag.

- Obviously, there are no guests at that table at all, and there is no need to wipe it.

Lang Yangyang knew what they wanted to do, and he didn't get angry, he just thought it was funny, so he slowed down and gently stopped around the corner to eavesdrop.

"Do you want coffee?" Let's lay the groundwork first.

Zhuang Shuo was very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, he raised his head stiffly: "No thanks, I'll just drink water." ”

Yoyo: "Oh, okay, then...... Big brother, are you chasing our boss? ”

Zhuang Shuo: "......"

I really want to shout for help.

Youyou jumped to the end, and the foreshadowing of the previous sentence seemed to be for fun.

At this moment, Youyou was also nervously holding the dinner plate, Xiaowen, who was wiping the table next to her, also sped up, and Lang Yangyang's heart beat faster around the corner.

In this more than ten degrees of weather, fine sweat oozed from Zhuang Shuo's forehead.

He looked at Youyou, then at the glass in his hand, back and forth a few times, and just a second before he was about to answer, he heard Lang Yangyang's voice.

"I've been waiting." Lang Yangyang came out to the rescue, carrying a packed strawberry pie and a jar of strawberry jam in his hand.

Gang Zhuangshuo's embarrassed appearance is a little funny, but also a little pitiful.

But mixed with these two emotions, there is a third feeling, Lang Yangyang is ashamed to admit.

"Don't you want to chase it? I couldn't speak for a long time. ”

Of course, this idea is a bit artificial, and a little mean.

Lang Yangyang's appearance broke this embarrassing situation, and when Youyou and Xiaowen saw Lang Yangyang coming, they each slipped away silently with a plate and a rag.

Lang Yangyang put things on the table, "I'm sorry, the two younger sisters are a little gossipy, offended." ”

Zhuang Shuo: "It's okay. ”

Lang Yangyang: "This strawberry pie is more delicious when it is heated in the oven or microwave, of course, it is okay if it is not hot." ”

"Thanks, what's this?" Zhuang Shuo saw that there was also a bag.

Lang Yangyang: "Strawberry jam is also made of strawberries you sent, it's a little sour, I don't know if you're used to eating it." ”

"Eat it!"

Lang Yangyang lowered his eyes and smiled: "Well, that's good." ”

When Zhuang Shuo was about to say something, Lang Yangyang's mobile phone rang, and he took it out to take a look, it was the customer service of the smart warehouse.

Lang Yangyang looked at Zhuang Shuo, and the other party immediately stood up: "Then I'll go back first, thank you for your strawberry pie and strawberry jam." ”

"Okay, bye-bye." Lang Yangyang said.

Zhuang Shuo left under the gaze of Youyou and Xiaowen, the door of the coffee shop was not high, and when he went out, he bowed his head slightly and was still hit on the head by the tassel hanging on the door, which made the two little girls in the bar laugh.

Lang Yangyang answered the phone: "Hey? ”

The customer service on the opposite side politely asked: "May I ask you Mr. Lang Yangyang?" ”

"I am."

"The system shows that the smart warehouse you rented - medium-sized warehouse - B21 is still one month to expire, do you want to renew the lease or pick up the goods?"

Lang Yangyang pinched his mobile phone, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the water cup on the table that had been drunk with water.

"I ......"

Chapter 11

Lang Yangyang was entangled for a moment and then said, "Do you have to decide now?" ”

Customer service on the other side: "No, no, I'm just reminding you, because you are a long-term rental customer, you need to decide a week before the expiration, and then you can operate it on the official website." ”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, then I won't bother you here, goodbye~"

The phone on the other side had already hung up, Lang Yangyang was still holding the phone, and after a while, he said softly: "Goodbye." ”

There are still three weeks to go.

The wind chimes at the door jingled and rang, and several girls came in together, gathered around the front desk to order, Xiaowen asked him, "Brother Yangyang, are there any more cocoa oranges?" ”

Lang Yangyang came back to his senses: "Ah, yes, wait for me." ”

After that, I went to the back kitchen, cut the last remaining cocoa orange cake into pieces, put it on a delicate plate and sent it to the bar.

When the girls saw Lang Yangyang bringing desserts over, they all looked at it twice, Lang Yangyang smiled politely, turned around and went back to the baking room to work.

I was busy until half past nine in the evening before I got off work.

Lang Yangyang also prepared the materials for tomorrow and went out with Youyou.

"Brother Yangyang, tomorrow Qingming Festival, I can't come to work until two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaowen takes two days off and one day of Qingming holiday, and I can come back in three days." Yoyo said.

Lang Yangyang: "Okay, got it, no problem." ”

Why is it so fast, it will be the Qingming Festival in the blink of an eye, and after so many years outside, Lang Yangyang has never worshiped his ancestors on the Qingming Festival.

He has no feeling for all the traditional festivals.

If it's a holiday, it's a vacation that you can rest at that time, and if you don't have a holiday, you won't notice it at all.

I work outside the home and don't have any family, so most of them spend the holidays like this.

On the way home, the second aunt called.

"Hey, Auntie."

It was still a little cold at night in Changxi City in April, and Lang Yangyang covered the hat of his hooded sweatshirt, and the hand that didn't hold the phone was in his pocket.

The second aunt spoke in a cautious tone: "Yangyang, tomorrow on the Qingming Festival, I am going to my hometown in the countryside to worship my ancestors, do you want to go?" ”

The street lights on this section of the road have broken several times, they have been broken since the Chinese New Year, and they have not been repaired until now, Lang Yangyang stood under a half-broken street lamp, and the lights were on and off.

He lowered his head to look at his toes, "Both employees in the store have taken leave, and I can't leave." ”

"Okay, okay, aunt knows, you should also find a time to rest and rest, don't exhaust yourself."

"Okay, thank you, aunt."

hung up the phone, Lang Yangyang put both hands in his pockets.

The footsteps of the return journey were a little heavy.

After walking the dog home, I took a long bath in the bathroom, and when I came out, I was a little dizzy from the water vapor in the bathroom.

Exhausted, leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes.

I feel like I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep.

Lei Gong, as usual, saw Lang Yangyang lying on the sofa and lying down on the carpet, waiting for the master to step on him and serve as the most competent heater for the master.

But I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait.

Lei Gong looked up and saw crystal clear tears in the corners of his master's eyes.

Finally, I drank a glass before I got into bed, and the unwarranted feeling of emptiness filled my chest again.

I searched in my head for a long time and couldn't find anything to fill in.

Working?

It is a seemingly free and easy escape from the pursuit of dreams, and it is an easier downhill road.

Love?

It's a throbbing that can't understand clearly, and it fills him with uneasiness and confusion.

If it's family affection, then there's nothing to say.

It's already past one o'clock in the morning, and I still can't sleep, and sometimes alcohol doesn't work.

Hearing the sound of rain outside, Lang Yangyang got up and opened the curtains in the bedroom, it was another spring rain.

I used to hear from my classmates that it rained every year on Qingming Day, which was very strange. This year, Lang Yangyang finally experienced it once.

I found half a pack of cigarettes in the bedside table, lit it with my hands on the windowsill, and clicked it into the circle of friends with my mobile phone in one hand.

Most of them are former colleagues and customers, and after swiping down a few times, I saw that Zhuang Shuo, a "retired old cadre", also posted a circle of friends.

It's as if I've seen a glowing planet while traveling through the boundless universe.

Zhuang Shuo posted the strawberry pie he was given today, with the text "I didn't expect sour strawberries out of season to be so sweet."

There are two pictures, one is a panorama of the cut strawberry pie, and the other is two puppies drooling over the strawberry pie star eyes in his hand.

Lang Yangyang smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Unexpectedly, just after a like, Zhuang Shuo's WeChat was actually sent.