Atypical Cafe Love

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"Come on, Xiao Su." Chen Songmao rested his forehead and sighed, "You smile like an opera now."

"Hahahahahahaha, Chen Songmao, you have today too!!" The long-coated youth from before——Zhao Su—leaved on the table gloating and laughing, "I thought you would maintain the image of a cold, male god and die alone forever, You also have a day when you have a crush on someone else, hahahahahahaha!"

"I'm not aloof, I just don't want to chat casually with people who don't feel it." Chen Songmao said helplessly, "It's alright, just accept it when you see it."

"Ahem, okay, okay, I said you don't need to worry about this at all." Zhao Su slapped him on the shoulder, causing Chen Songmao to tilt to the side, "Hei Changzhi is a sissy and still wears it." A black suit and a bow tie, how could this be a straight man!"

"You are a stereotype, no, you are not even a stereotype." Chen Songmao opened his hand angrily and amusedly, "Don't call her a sissy casually. What's wrong with long hair? You are in the music academy Have you seen fewer long-haired boys?"

"It's rare to see someone so indistinguishable from behind at first glance—okay, okay, I won't make trouble." Zhao Su raised his hands, "Honestly, I think you can try it. Did you apologize last time?" ?”

"...No." Chen Songmao was slightly embarrassed, "I didn't talk to him last time."

Zhao Su almost couldn't hold back his laughter again, he almost suppressed his breath and let out a dry cough: "Then isn't this a good opportunity? I apologize, say something, ask the title of the song, give me a compliment, and then you can ask him out Having a cup of coffee together and chatting about music and so on are all routines, so I don’t need to teach you.”

"Of course I don't need you, a man without a girlfriend, to teach me." Chen Songmao complained about him, and Zhao Su held his heart as if he was knocked down. "...By the way, you used to go to Yayun Cafe often?"

"Go there once or twice a week. She used to be a girl with long hair. This little brother must be new here." Zhao Su said, "If you are interested, let me ask the boss for his name?"

"Forget it. I'll go by myself."

"Can you do it yourself?"

Chen Songmao gave him a white look.

"You really don't need me to go with you?"

"Have you practiced the "Turandot" that you will rehearse next week?"

Zhao Su was instantly killed by one blow and fell to the ground.Chen Songmao poked him with his toe: "Okay, don't pretend to be dead. I don't know him yet, so I just make friends. After I know him, I don't know whether my personality will match or not."

"A good start is half the battle." Zhao Su said lying flat on the carpet, "Speaking of which, how did your carpet stay so spotless?"

"You can't do it even if you say so." Chen Songmao said and looked up at the clock, "I'm going out, and there is a client who wants to tune the piano later. Remember to close the door when you leave."

He and Zhao Su have known each other since high school. They have been bad friends for more than ten years, and they can safely leave each other at home.Zhao Su turned over, waved lazily, and Chen Songmao put on his shoes and went out.

The client's piano was in a troublesome condition and hadn't been properly maintained for several years. Chen Songmao was a bit of a perfectionist at work. It was past six o'clock after everything was settled, and the car was caught in the rush hour traffic as soon as it left the community middle.He was bored looking at the passers-by on the side of the road in the long traffic flow, and at a glance, he saw a familiar figure walking out of the subway with one hand in his pocket and a piano case.Chen Songmao's heart moved, he found an opening to get out of the traffic, parked the car in the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall, and went straight to the Yayun Cafe.

Sure enough, there was already melodious violin music playing inside, but unfortunately it wasn't the one he had been thinking about for a long time.When Chen Songmao stepped into the door, his eyes were fixed on the pianist. This time it was not an illusion: the pianist was indeed looking at him, but the sunglasses covered his expression.Chen Songmao picked a seat at random and asked the waiter, "Apart from drinks, do you have any meals here?"

The waiter flipped through the menu and recommended a few for him.Chen Songmao casually ordered spaghetti bolognese, leaned back on the chair, and planned to talk to the pianist brother when the song was over, but when the song was over, he was standing up and saw another A customer also stood up, walked over and said something in a low voice, the long-haired boy bent over to listen, nodded, then straightened up and changed a tune: it seems that the man was ordering songs.

Chen Songmao had no choice but to lean back on his seat and wait.At the end of the song, he walked to the bandstand, and this time there were finally no other emergencies to disturb him.The pianist brother leaned slightly: "Do you want some music?"

"Ah... no." Chen Songmao said, "I just want to apologize. I don't know if you remember, I was here last week too, and I accidentally misidentified your gender..."

"Ah, the one who just scared away?" The pianist brother raised the corners of his mouth, his tone seemed a little amused, and Chen Songmao felt his face flush slightly, "It doesn't matter. You are not the first..."

His words were cut off by a sudden voice: "Waiter! Come here!"

The voice seemed to be full of anger, and all the people in the store turned their heads and saw a four-seater, all of whom were men.The pianist brother turned his head and finished the second half of the sentence: "...I'm not the first one to admit my gender wrong."

Chen Songmao shook his head seriously: "I'm still sorry, and my reaction afterwards was also very rude. There is another thing I want to ask you..."

"Excuse me, please wait a moment." The little pianist interrupted him with a slight raise of his hand, turned around and carefully put the violin and bow in the piano case, took off his suit jacket, and held it to Chen Songmao : "Help me get it."

Chen Songmao answered in a daze and a little flattered, the pianist brother jumped off the bandstand and walked towards the corner seat, where there was already a lot of noise.Rao, Chen Songmao has always had a good temper, and at this time he is also very angry: Does the world not want him to have a good talk with this pianist brother?

He followed behind with his coat in his hand. When the pianist brother walked over, a man sitting outside had already stood up, pushing the female shopkeeper back again and again.The piano player brother reached out to catch her, and moved behind him: "Stay away. And you too."

The hostess and the other waiter took a few steps back.The four people in that seat all stood up threateningly: "What's the matter, isn't your store unreasonable?"

"Who is unreasonable? You were responsible for the trouble last month." The piano player said in a cold voice, "I don't know what personal grievances you have, but the pastry chef you came to find has long been Resigned. Don’t blame us for calling the police if you don’t leave.”

"Who are you/he/mother scaring!" The man standing outside picked up the glass on the table and swung it over.There were screams in the store, and Chen Songmao almost screamed out in fright, but the pianist brother easily dodged it by bending down, and then grabbed the man's wrist like lightning, and twisted it away. Strenuously, that person staggered and fell backwards, leaning on the table with the people behind him, smashing the cups and plates in a mess.Following him, he took a step back and picked up a plate of pasta on the delivery table next to him, slapped the face of the third person, and let out a scream.The fourth person seemed to be a little more cautious, instead of rushing up directly, he stood still and evaluated him.

"Several customers should have called the police." The pianist stood there leisurely, "Have you thought about it, do you really want to wait here for the police?"

The four said a few harsh words, and pulled away the accomplice who was blinded by the meat sauce. Chen Songmao hurriedly dragged the female owner into an empty seat to make way for them, and listened to them swearing all the way away, Before leaving, he kicked down the publicity board at the door.

There was an uproar in the store.The hostess rushed to the bandstand in a hurry, picked up the microphone in the corner and began to appease the guests loudly, the pianist brother walked through the aisle and went straight to the other side of the store, Chen Songmao remembered that he was still holding his suit in his hand coat, hurriedly followed, but at the end of the aisle, he turned a corner - into the bathroom.

Chen Songmao felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately, the pianist brother didn't really enter the men's bathroom, but just washed his hands in the sink outside.After washing his hands, he turned around and saw Chen Songmao standing at the door, his brows raised slightly: "You don't have to follow here all the time."

"It doesn't matter, I'm idle too." Chen Songmao said, "You should have slammed the pasta I ordered just now."

The pianist brother slightly raised the corners of his lips, with a half-smile: "Really? I'm really sorry, let them redo it for you."

He dried his hands and took the coat in Chen Songmao's hand.Chen Songmao watched him put on his clothes and couldn't help being curious: "Have you ever practiced martial arts? Few people who study music also learn martial arts."

The pianist brother stretched out his hand and gestured at himself, from his long hair to his sunglasses to his black suit with a little sauce splashed on his trousers: "Is there any element in me that says I'm not a 'minority'?"

Chen Songmao hesitated a little, wondering if his words offended him.The pianist brother put his hands in his pockets, turned his head and asked as he walked out: "You just said that there is a problem, what is it?"

"—Oh, yes." Chen Songmao had only thought of "he is so handsome" in his mind, and he remembered it when he asked, "Last week you played a song, I want to ask about it. what name."

He hummed a short melody as he spoke, and the pianist hummed a few more, Chen Songmao nodded: "This is it."

"Oh, someone with a heart, Leslie Cheung sang it. Haven't you heard it?"

"No." Chen Songmao shook his head slightly, "I rarely listen to pop music."

"Leslie Cheung doesn't listen?" The pianist brother glanced at him, "Wait a minute." He strode to the cashier, tore off a post-it note, wrote down the title of the song and handed it over.

"Thank you." Chen Songmao quickly took it. Maybe it was the pianist brother who took the initiative to show his kindness to encourage him, so he decided to go one step further: "My name is Chen Songmao. May I know your name?"

The pianist brother turned to him. Although it was blocked by the sunglasses, Chen Songmao seemed to feel that the other party was evaluating him with playful eyes, which made him more nervous than being stared at by such eyes.For a moment, the pianist brother seemed to be about to say something, but then changed his mind: "There is no need for this."

He left this sentence lightly, turned around and went to the bandstand, and picked up the violin again.Chen Songmao bypassed a group of busy waiters, returned to his seat, and checked the bag. Fortunately, there was nothing missing in it.He found out his work schedule and carefully clipped the note in it.

The author has something to say: Leslie Cheung's "A Man with a Heart"

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