Atypical Cafe Love

Chen Songmao's car was parked outside A Normal University.When he walked to the parking lot, it was already dark. Zhao Su was leaning against the car door to play with his mobile phone. Chen Songmao unlocked the car door from a distance. Zhao Su was startled. He looked up and his eyes lit up when he saw him: "I I feel like I don’t even need to ask you if you’ve succeeded, seeing how satisfied you are. Why, didn’t you lure him back to go the same way?”

"It's customary for the troupe to get together after the performance." Chen Songmao said and got into the driver's seat.

"Are you still getting together? It's already nine o'clock."

"You can have supper." Chen Songmao said and started the car.Zhao Su leaned over: "How is it? Ask for details!"

"No details. He said sorry for misunderstanding me, and then we exchanged mobile phones and WeChat, that's it. Then they had a reunion, so I left first."

"You just left like this?! Zhu Gusheng!" Zhao Su was heartbroken.

"Shut up, you." Chen Songmao said with a smile, reached out and opened the CD, "Shall I send you home first?"

"Ask for details, ask for details, ask for details..."

Zhao Su chanted "seeking details" halfway to the rhythm of Strauss' "Emperor Waltz". Chen Songmao felt his ears ringing when he got off the car.It was nearly ten o'clock when he got home, and he could go to bed after washing and tidying up.He lay down on the bed, plugged in the phone charger, hesitated for a moment, and sent a WeChat message to Ning Siqin who had just been added: [Is the foot injury healed? 】

In the audience today, Ning Siqin seemed to be walking normally, but Chen Songmao couldn't find anything else to talk about for a while.After a while, he received a reply: [I'm fine, thank you for your concern. 】

A photo of the disheveled cups and plates is attached.Chen Songmao smiled, and patted the hair of the quilt pillow next to him.Ning Siqin made a surprised expression: 【You also go to bed so early? 】

【also? 】

[I am also used to going to bed early and getting up early, but occasionally I make an exception. 】

Chen Songmao smiled: [Reminder: Don't stay up too late.Then I'll go to bed first. 】

【Good night. 】

He and Ning Siqin became friends in this way, occasionally chatting on WeChat.Both of them didn’t reply to WeChat in a timely manner—Ning Siqin did it for piano practice, and it’s basic for a professional violinist to practice seven or eight hours a day; It is always a long time before two people talk to each other and then talk back, and they don't talk a few words a day.

A few days passed like this, and it was next week in a blink of an eye.When Chen Songmao opened his eyes at six o'clock on Wednesday morning, he almost thought he had woken up two hours earlier - it was as dark as three or four o'clock in the morning outside.He took his phone to check the time, and thought that it might rain heavily today.

Even so, Wednesday morning was the day when he was on duty at the piano store, so he had to bite the bullet and go out.The sky was gloomy all morning, and no one was seen in the piano store or on the street. Everyone was afraid of the heavy rain. However, we held it until eleven o'clock in the morning, and the sky was getting darker and the air pressure was getting higher and higher. The lower it is, the heavier the rain is.

The owner of the piano store looked at the sky and felt that there were really no customers, so he kindly asked Chen Songmao to leave work an hour earlier.Chen Songmao accelerated the car as much as possible all the way, feeling like he was racing against an invisible opponent.

Until he parked the car in the underground garage, the rain finally stopped, and Chen Songmao was greatly relieved.He took the elevator up to the 11th floor. As soon as he stepped into the house, he heard the sudden sound of rain outside—heavy rain pouring down.

He couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in his heart, turned on the lights, and went to check whether the windows of each room were closed properly.After turning around, he was about to go to the kitchen to cook when he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

Chen Songmao's parents are currently in other places, and there are not many relatives and friends who will visit without warning, and there should be no express delivery recently.He walked over to pick it up suspiciously: "Hello?"

"I'm Ning Siqin." To his surprise, a familiar voice sounded over there, "I forgot to bring the key, is it convenient to keep it?"

Chen Songmao was secretly puzzled, but his finger had already pressed the door open button before that.The other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Chen Songmao opened the door, dragged an absorbent non-slip mat to the door, and then turned to get a towel from the cloakroom.While fetching towels, he heard the door knocked three times, and Chen Songmao shouted "Come in", and when he went out with a few towels, the door was already closed. Stand on a non-slip mat by the door.It was raining heavily outside, and it was enough to get wet from head to toe in a second. His jeans and white T-shirt were wet against his body, and his wet ponytail hung down, making him look even younger, like a student who hadn't graduated yet.When he met Chen Songmao, his first sentence was to thank him, and the second sentence he hurriedly handed over the piano case: "Help me see if the piano case has water in it?"

Chen Songmao threw the towel to him, took the piano case, took a dry towel to wipe off the water outside, and then opened the zipper and buckle: "It's okay, your piano case is very waterproof."

Ning Siqin let out a long breath: "That's good, thank you for saving my life."

Chen Songmao buckled the piano case and stood up. Ning Siqin said before he could speak, "Wait a minute, let me confess first. Actually, I live on the 8th floor of this building, 801. When I met you in the community twice, I deliberately went to the second district, and I didn't intend to let you know my real residence." He smiled and winked at Chen Songmao, "Although I suspected you at the time, but You also caused me to go around a big circle with a sprained foot, so we are evened?"

"...To be honest, I don't know whether I should feel more hurt or surprised, but it's okay." Chen Songmao shook his head, "You forgot your key? Can you go to the property? Or ask someone to unlock it?"

"I called downstairs, and the property doesn't have a spare key." Ning Siqin shook his head, "I don't know if Master Unlock will be able to work in this weather..."

"Anyway, do you want to change your clothes first?" Chen Songmao asked, "I have a few clothes I just bought, and I only went through the water once. If you don't mind, wear them first."

"Thank you, I will trouble you." Ning Siqin smiled gratefully at him.Chen Songmao took the slippers and pointed him to the location of the bathroom.He flipped through a new set of clothes and put them at the door, dealt with the almost non-existent water stains at the door, and then went to tidy up the wardrobe that had just been messed up.After a while, he heard the sound of a hair dryer, and then Ning Siqin was talking on the phone in the bathroom. After a while, Ning Siqin knocked on the door and came in: "It's raining too much. Please stay with me for a while longer."

"You're welcome." Chen Songmao said.He is slightly taller than Ning Siqin, and Ning Siqin looks cute in his clothes, which are a bit long and loose.If you put the two pictures together and let people who don't know him look at them, they will never believe that he is the same person as he looks like in a suit and sunglasses.Inexplicably, Chen Songmao was hit by a burst of cuteness.He closed the cabinet at hand and asked, "Have you had lunch? Do you want to eat together?"

"Being taken in by you, changing clothes, and eating? I will feel that I am relying on you to pursue me unscrupulously." Ning Siqin said.

"I hope you will make more use of this advantage." Chen Songmao said.

Ning Siqin laughed out loud: "Okay, then I will be disrespectful. Do you know how to cook? How is your level?"

"It's at the level of home cooking. So you agree?"

"If you're not being polite, then agree." Ning Siqin said with a smile.

"Then come to the kitchen and make a start. Are there any taboos?"

"It can't be too spicy, don't drink alcohol, scrambled eggs with tomatoes must not have sugar, the rest is up to you." Ning Siqin said.

Chen Songmao bent down and opened the refrigerator: "Western and Chinese food?"

"I can say anything, but I saw a bag of pasta." Ning Siqin said with his hands behind his back, "Do you know how to cook pasta?"

"Yes." Chen Songmao handed him a bag of tomatoes, "Wash it—wait a minute, how are your hands? Can you wash vegetables?"

Ning Siqin answered, "Not as delicate as most people think."

"Forget it, let me do it." Chen Songmao took back the tomato and drove him out of the kitchen door, "Can you accompany me in the living room?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"What do you expect from this meal?" Chen Songmao said half-jokingly, closing the door.

While he was cutting tomatoes, violin music sounded outside the door—a movie interlude, "The Execution".

Chen Songmao shook his hand and almost cut his finger.

Ning Siqin only played a few minutes of the movie episode to play a joke on him, and then changed to Bach.An hour later, the kitchen door reopened. Chen Songmao took off his apron and leaned out: "Come to eat?"

"Immediately." Ning Siqin said, he put down the piano, walked into the kitchen and took a deep breath: "I am very curious about the level of your home cooking."

"Hopefully, it's a little better than your selection." Chen Songmao pulled out the chair for him, "I haven't made pasta for a long time, but it shouldn't be a step back."

Two servings of pasta with meatballs have been set on the table, and the bright red sauce and round meatballs are carefully poured on the surface.It also came with a plate of fried fish and vegetables, the fish was fried golden brown on both sides.Chen Songmao explained: "Eating at home is more casual, and the dishes are not served in a formal order. Try it?"

"I can see that you even put chopsticks." Ning Siqin smiled, looked at him, and really picked up the pair of chopsticks next to the knife and fork, picked a chopstick for pasta, and then he paused , put down the chopsticks, with a very exaggerated expression on his face.Chen Songmao asked very cooperatively: "Do you like it?"

"I'm so touched." Ning Siqin sighed with her eyes closed, "This is home-cooked food, and you are too modest!"

"It's not modest, our home cooking is at this level." Chen Songmao laughed.

"I dedicate to you all the envy, jealousy and hatred of the first 20 years of my life." Ning Siqin sighed, "How did you manage to eat Yayun's food?!"

"It's actually very troublesome to cook at home. I'm not that picky about my taste, and I often eat out." Chen Songmao said, "Besides, Yayun is not that bad."

"It can't compare with you!" Ning Siqin said, "Who did you learn from? Your mother? Or a cooking class?"

"No, I learned from my stepfather—taste fish." Chen Songmao said, "I had a very tense relationship with him when I was young, and then he bought me with his cooking skills."

"As the old saying goes, if you want to conquer a man's heart, you must first conquer his stomach." Ning Siqin laughed, "It seems that this statement is true."

——Then did I subdue your stomach?Chen Songmao suddenly had the urge to ask him.But he thought about saying this sentence now, maybe it was too abrupt, and in the end he didn't say anything, just picked up the chopsticks with a slight smile.

The author has something to say: Some professional violin players will have calluses on their hands, and in severe cases, they will hurt when they touch cold water.Ning Siqin's is actually not so exaggerated.

Execution: v. will put to death; will...□□