She walked towards the exit, her eyes downcast, and she hurried.

I can't avoid the hustle and bustle here.

Li Jing'er, who was greeting the guests, spotted her with sharp eyes.

"Mingsheng! Don't leave! Wait......"

Mingsheng had to stop, looking at Li Jing'er who was moving away from the crowd and approaching her.

"I ...... Didn't see Li Guan'er. He respectfully handed over the perfume pouch, "Please help me pass it on to her, and ask her to forgive me for my faux pas." ”

Her face was slightly embarrassed and she was in an unusually bad mood.

The mind is full of "shouldn't come" and "why come".

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through, I'll take you in to see her now."

Li Jinger reached out to grab her shoulder, but Mingsheng turned sideways and avoided quietly.

The hand stretched out but pounced, and Li Jinger was obviously stunned.

"You can bring it to her for me, and if she's free, I'll treat her to coffee." Mingsheng didn't want to stay for a moment, "You're busy, I'll go first." ”

"Hey, wait, Mingsheng......"

There was a male guest who was late, and when he saw Li Jinger, he came up to hook his shoulders and put his back on his back, Li Jinger took care of himself, and watched Mingsheng leave quickly.

Out of the pub, Mingsheng spit out the turbidity accumulated in his chest.

The sky was drizzling, the rain was cool, and she didn't reject this coolness.

The drowsy brain is gradually clearing up and calming down.

She took a taxi back to the café, Sister Fei was very busy, and when she came back, she was like a savior.

hurriedly took off his apron and rubbed his swollen temples: "No, no, no, if you continue to do this, the old lady will die suddenly." ”

"Shengsheng is handed over to you, I'll go out for a drink and relax and relax."

Sister Fei finished dating her little boyfriend and walked out of the café in a hurry.

Smelling the rich aroma of coffee in the air, Mingsheng's frustrated mood was healed a little.

At almost ten o'clock, the white-collar workers who worked overtime in the business district went home from work, and the business of the café finally cooled down.

The guests were gone, with only a few lights overhead.

Mingsheng cleaned up the table, washed the bar machine, and washed the cups on his back.

Once that's done, she'll be off work.

I just don't really want to go back to school and sleep.

When you are not in a high mood, you also need strength to smile at others.

It's a pity that she ran out of strength and just wanted to be alone and quiet.

There was a grayed chaise longue in the corner, which Sister Fei used to rest occasionally, and she was hesitant to spend the night in the café.

There was a sound behind him, and someone came in.

"I'm sorry, we're closed—"

The crisp and enthusiastic voice stopped abruptly when he turned to see the comer.

The smile on Ming Sheng's face froze instantly.

The next second.

Don't say a word, don't give one more look.

Gu Zi turned around and continued to flush the coffee cup in his hand.

Leave only one back for him.

Fu Xizhou's posture was straight, and he carefully examined her cold but slender back a few steps away, and read a little stubbornness and grievance.

His eyes were dark, and he had nowhere to say anything in frustration.

Before entering the door, there was a half-meter-high fire in my heart, and I was about to see her

, to split his head and cover his face and lose his temper at her.

As a result, when I really saw people, I inexplicably disappeared by half.

There was also no way to confess to her.

Looking for her for a night, I went to school, and even pulled down my face to ask the dormitory manager, but I also went home, looked through the surveillance, and there was no trace of her.

I thought she was going to Twilight, but it turned out to be a no-brainer.

In the end, I was slow to remember this broken café, and I rushed to the scene.

"A latte, with sugar."

The voice was extremely tense, but the tone was involuntarily soft.

"We're closed, the machines are off."

Mingsheng still stubbornly refused to face him, "You can go to another house to see." ”

Of course, Fu Xizhou won't go to other houses, who just wants to drink coffee.

It's just a step up the ladder for her.

But her stubborn temper came up and refused to take it.

The irritability rolled back and forth in his chest, but in the end he was still angry: "Why don't you answer the phone?" ”

Mingsheng didn't say anything, finished washing the cup, turned off the faucet, and wiped the cloth one by one.

Ignore him and hang him.

"It's closed, please go back." She opened her mouth coldly, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was a striking.

Fu Xizhou's sword eyebrows frowned, and the pitiful patience of the eldest young master was about to run out.

There was a nameless fire in the depths of his eyes.

There are many girls who greet him, he is not used to coaxing girls, and he will not.

"What are you doing?"

His tone was stiff, high but unaware, "It's you yourself who want to go to this kind of occasion, it's not that I haven't said it, that kind of place is full of bastards who are not bad for money, and it is not suitable for you." ”

Mingsheng was already calm by wiping the cup.

But the man behind him obviously doesn't know the art of talking to women, and he doesn't plan to talk well.

The resentment she had originally soothed was ignited by his three or two words.

"What kind of bastard who doesn't have bad money?"

She turned sideways and glared at him with beautiful eyes, "Are you like this?" ”

Emotions come violently and urgently, and once they come out, they are completely uncontrollable.

"Fu Xizhou, I don't need you to remind me."

His eyes were filled with moisture, and he was forced to suppress it, refusing to be looked down upon anymore, "I shouldn't go with this identity, and if I go, I will bring humiliation on myself." ”

Fu Xizhou was stunned for a moment when he saw the water in her eyes.

"It's not a question of identity."

I want to make amends, and my stiff tone softens, "I mean there are people in that kind of place, and these people don't have ...... sense of proportion."

It's a pity that Mingsheng can't listen to it anymore.

Her mind was full of him sitting in the center of the box, his eyes detached and cold, none of his business, watching the fire from the other side.

He's more of a jerk than anyone else.

The rag in his hand was placed heavily on the table.

"Fu Xizhou, do you think I am willing to go to such a smoky place?"

The sincere words that I usually tried to hold in my chest are now eager to spit out, "You don't reply to the message you sent you, and you can't run around in your house, so I ask, where can I find you except for that place?" ”

Fu Xizhou's face instantly became extremely ugly

"What are you looking for me to do?" ”

"I ......"

There was something in the middle of his throat, and Ming Sheng suddenly became dumb.

All anger dissipates into nothingness.

Some are hard to talk about.

can't confess, in fact, I want to explain to him that she and Song Xiaocheng have nothing, and I also want to ask her father in person if she is in an unemployment crisis.

If so, can you please ask him to get around?

Mingsheng realized his filthiness at this moment.

I want to get rid of the fate of the silk grass, to be independent, and to rely on myself, but in the end, it is just a joke of self-deception.

Because of his weakness, he still has to ask him for everything and rely on his love.

Otherwise, at this moment, why is her mood suffering from gains and losses?

"Nothing."

She suddenly deflated, her voice lowered, and she lost the strength to quarrel just now.

It is oneself who asks for others, and what qualifications do you have to vent your dissatisfaction.

Fu Xizhou observed the slight changes in her expression, and saw that her long eyelashes were lightly fanned, and many emotions were concealed, only a row of soft overhead lights cast a hazy light and shadow under her eyes.

It's just a stuffy gourd, if she doesn't force it, she can suffocate herself to death.

He suddenly realized something.

"Are you worried about me?"

Mingsheng shouldn't, but his long eyelashes trembled uneasily, and the corners of Fu Xizhou's lips were slightly hooked, which was a lot of pleasure.

Walking into the inside of the bar, regardless of whether his space was cramped or not, he just wanted to push her into a corner.

Seeing her pitiful struggle, her eyes were red from being bullied.

He lowered his head and stared at her pale jade-like face, coaxing and tough: "Be good, tell the truth." ”

"What truth?"

Mingsheng's face was tense and uncomfortable, which was an instinctive reaction close to that of a small animal.

She was aware of the danger.

"I'd like to hear that kind of truth."

Fu Xizhou's voice was hoarse, and even her hair was fragrant.

He was restrained and suppressed, just lowered his head and sniffed the tip of his nose between her hair, like an incurable addiction. Gentleman, I just want to be full of emptiness and get a little ethereal comfort.

He didn't touch her, and there was no further movement, only a pair of dark eyes revealed his intentions, "Shengsheng, tell me about it, whether you are worried about me." ”

"Say what?"

"For example, you are worried that my hand is broken and crippled."

Mingsheng's eyes subconsciously drifted to his plaster-wrapped hand, "Your hand is broken?" ”

The man on her back, hot breath wandering around her ear, and his voice floated softly: "What about you, do you want it to break?" ”

The chest behind him was wide and hot, and Mingsheng seemed to be thrown into hot water.

To boil and lose the ability to think.

"Of course not." She was honest and dazed, "I never cursed you. ”

"The sheng sheng of the bodhisattva's heart."

Fu Xizhou was very close to her, and his smile was burning.

"Since you don't plan to curse me, do you want to bless me?"

"What do I wish you for?"

His voice was softer than usual, with a rare hint of caution, "I wish I got what I wanted." ”

Mingsheng thought he was strange

, also boring.

Regardless of whether he is Fu Xizhou, a man born in Rome and has everything.

More importantly, what is the point of asking for the blessing of a man who has nothing?

"But—"

Her red lips pursed tightly, and she was full of confusion, "You are Fu Xizhou, is there anything you can't get?" ”

There was silence behind him.

Then the man let out a cool smile.

"Yes, I'm Fu Xizhou." He said, his tone slightly melancholy, "My family is so rich, but can I buy it willingly?" ”

- Like, I can't buy it.

Mingsheng replied in a whisper in his heart.

His body stiffened.

The warm and hard chest pressed against her back, and a dense crisp sensation spread from around her ear: "Shengsheng, my family's money is not mine yet." ”

"I'm sorry, I know you're wronged." He suddenly apologized, like a thunderclap on the ground, "We can't make it public yet." ”

"What's public?"

Ming Sheng turned his face incoherently, and hurriedly met his deep gaze, "What is public?" I, I never wanted to make it public, it's good now, I hope you don't change your ......"

"Now, good?"

Fu Xizhou repeated her words word by word, raised his hand and gently brushed the hair on her cheeks to the root behind her ears, and his seemingly affectionate eyes were mixed with thick scrutiny, "Mingsheng, you never thought about it?" ”

"It's a good thing that women have expectations of men, I thought you at least thought about it."

He seemed faintly disappointed, and his mouth was cynical: "If it's not public, I can fool around with women like other bachelors, you also saw it in the pub just now, can you really do it and don't care?" ”

Mingsheng was silent for a moment, forced by his gaze, lowered his eyelids, and said "um" very lightly.

Acquiesce to his ability to hug left and right.

Just repeated: "I don't want to change the status quo." ”

There was a half-silence.

Some things are well known.

If the relationship is not public, then it is not a lover, there is no mountain alliance and sea vow, just a bed partner.

Meat. body relationship only.

"Okay, then listen to you and don't change.".

Fu Xizhou stared at her long eyelashes trembling slightly, smiling without smiling, and his eyes were gloomy.

The little bit of love and enthusiasm in her eyes that had just steamed up because of her search had faded unconsciously.

Ming Sheng was so sensitive, his intuition touched his scales.

Fortunately, at this time, Sister Fei called and asked her if the store was closed.

When she left in the evening, she noticed that Mingsheng's face was not good, and it was difficult to ask in person because of the number of guests.

As usual, the infusion point "Filipino language".

"Listen to my sister."

"If you're in a bad mood, let those who annoy you die, what about you, just sleep well, of course, there are many kinds of sleep, the happiest is of course to find a man to sleep with, to be handsome, to live, to have good physical strength, to keep a lot of dopamine, all troubles are gone......"

There is a man behind him, handsome, alive, and especially good in physical strength.

Mingsheng only felt that his mobile phone was hot, "Okay, don't worry, everything is fine in the store, I'll close the store now, don't talk about Sister Fei, I'm going to get busy." ”

Hung up the phone, in a hurry

I wanted to leave, but I was grabbed by the arm.

Fu Xizhou half-narrowed his eyes: "Your boss is very interesting." ”

He heard it all.

"Sister Fei likes to joke, she has no ill intentions."

"Stay away from this kind of woman." Fu Xizhoujun's face was cold, "It's okay to roll in the red dust, and I still think about pulling the young girl into the water all day long." ”

It was late, and Mingsheng didn't want to talk to him.

In fact, she was still angry, she just swallowed the grievances into her stomach and digested them alone.

The wounded little beast still needs time to lick its wounds.

She needed a night to fix herself.

"I still have some work to do, can you go back first?"

I thought that Fu Xizhou would refuse, but I didn't expect him to react, just stood in place and looked at her uncertainly for half a minute, and didn't ask her where she was going back tonight, and walked away without saying a word.

Mingsheng watched him.

They both understand that there is a problem, and the problem is big, but they both tacitly choose to avoid it for the time being.

Can't go any further.

One step further is the precipice from which there will never be recovered.

She silently laid out the plates, counted the remaining coffee beans, and after half an hour, all the finishing touches were over, and the lights were turned off and the power was turned off.

But she's still in the store.

The dark environment is more reassuring.

The night does not hurt her, but wraps her impenetrably like her mother's embrace.

dragged out Sister Fei's recliner, found a fairly spacious position under the bar, gathered the thin coat on her body, and Mingsheng lay down.

No sleepiness.

did not indulge in those ethereal sadness, but realistically calculated that after graduation, he would open up sources and reduce expenditure, and earn a small house as soon as possible.

You have to have a home, and you have to be rich and powerful like Sister Fei.

When I was sad, I opened a bottle of sky-high red wine and danced a solo dance on the wool blanket of a large house of more than 200 square meters.

Only the weak will be homeless, and they can only curl up on the deck chairs of the café for long nights.

"Bang bang bang-"

The person who knocked on the door used a lot of force, and Mingsheng's heart pounded.

She twisted her neck to look.

There was a vague and tall shadow by the glass window.

"Bang bang bang-"

The person outside the door slapped the door with the domineering momentum of "if you don't open the door, you won't stop", she covered her face with her hands, and after a few seconds of silence, she resigned herself to her fate.

The door opened, and Fu Xizhou's dark and angry eyes were met.

"Why are you still here? Planning to spend the night in this hellish place? His questioning voice was tense, unable to hide his anger.

Mingsheng's eyebrows and eyes were silent: "My roommate will stay up late on weekends, and I can't sleep well." ”

Fu Xizhou seemed to be even more angry, frowning: "Do you have nowhere to go?" Is Twilight quiet enough? Can it help you sleep well? ”

"But I don't want to go there."

Mingsheng lowered his eyes, and his slender and tender white hand held the door frame, which had a quiet and stubborn beauty in the night.

"There, I rarely get a good night's sleep."

Usually in the middle of the night, he is willing to let her go to sleep, sleep soundly in the morning, it is normal to be woken up by him, and when it is over, it is not enough to sleep with back pain.!