To Oak

Although she was sleeping on the sofa, Zhu Miao unexpectedly slept soundly. She was woken up by the sound of cats meowing in the morning. When she woke up, it was just dawn, and the hazy morning light shone through the glass window on the back of the sofa, dust flying , He froze for a while before realizing where he was.

He stood up like a carp, went to the bathroom to cut his hair, rinsed his mouth, felt that there was nothing to repay before he left, he mopped the floor and wiped the bar.He also felt that he didn't wipe it clean, because he didn't dare to move the utensils on the bar, for fear of breaking or damaging them.

Zhu Miao looked at the time, locked the door and ran home. Grandma woke up early and opened the door for him with a worried expression on her face. Zhu Miao quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth, and left before her uncle and aunt got up, because it was time go to school.Zhu Miao had no friends at school, but he didn't care, he listened to the whole morning class like a bible.

In the afternoon, there were two consecutive sessions of Lin Zhou's English class. When Lin Zhou came in with his thermos cup filled with tea, Zhu Miao subconsciously felt nauseous.Without looking back, he rushed out of the classroom in silence. Lin Zhou smiled at the students in a good-tempered manner and said, "Is Zhu Miao feeling unwell, who is going to see him?"

No one moved, and everyone started whispering.

Zhu Miao first hid in the toilet for a while, then slipped out to wander around the campus, avoiding passing teachers, and went to every corner of the campus, wandering alone made him feel very comfortable.When it was time to leave school, I went upstairs to the classroom against the crowd after school, stuffed books and stationery into my schoolbag randomly, threw my schoolbag over my shoulder, and left.

Who knew it was blocked on the corridor.

It was the same few people who were blocked once last time. He hid in Xiang Shu's coffee shop, but he didn't expect to come today.

Zhu Miao kept a straight face, pretending not to see, and wanted to walk through the crowd, but was suddenly stopped by an outstretched arm: "Hey, didn't you see us—"

Zhu Miao said angrily, "No."

"Didn't you know how to hide yesterday?" said the leader, "Why don't you hide today?"

There were four or five people standing in the narrow corridor, all of them were boys from the same class as Zhu Miao, and they couldn't escape today.Zhu Miao pre-empted the attack, threw the schoolbag, grabbed the man in front of him by the collar of his school uniform, and threw him against the wall.

"Damn it! You bloody-"

Before he could finish cursing, Zhu Miao slammed his head directly into his face, and the people next to him rushed over when they realized it, and there was chaos for a while.Zhu Miao couldn't beat so many people, so he could only grab one and beat him to death. He received many blows on the face and body. In the end, someone came to this side. It sounded like a teacher, and everyone stopped moving.

Zhu Miao looked at this gap, got up, picked up the dirty schoolbag that was stepped on, jumped onto the railing of the stairs, slid down while sitting, landed perfectly, fled the pursuers, and ran away.

It was another rainy day. Zhu Miao covered his head with his schoolbag and ran all the way to Flore. He had to return the spare key to Xiang Shu.Before entering the door, he looked at the glass window, even if it was blurred, he could still see his face was blue and purple, like a palette.He touched it with his hand, grinning in pain.

In the end, Zhu Miao could only pluck her hair, trying to make herself look less embarrassed.

"Brother," Zhu Miao said flatteringly, "good afternoon."

There was only one table of customers in the store, and they looked up at Zhu Miao curiously. Zhu Miao was a little embarrassed, grinning, and accidentally pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and gasped in pain.He put the spare key on the bar and returned it to Xiang Shu. Xiang Shu put the key away, glanced at his face, and said, "Come here."

Zhu Miao followed him up to the second floor, and saw the kitten he brought was sleeping in a cage.

Xiang Shu asked him, "Your cat?"

"No," Zhu Miao said honestly, "I picked it up on the road."

"Stay with me?"

Zhu Miao immediately said: "Is it possible?"

Xiang Shu nodded, then pointed to the table: "Your book?"

There was a book on the small table, the cover was blocked by the cover, but Zhu Miao recognized in a second that it was the book he brought from home, and he probably left it here last night.He was just about to say it was his book, when he looked up and saw Xiang Shu sitting on the back of the sofa looking at him with a teasing expression on his face, and swallowed the words again.

"No, not mine..."

Xiang Shu smiled lightly, reached for the book in his hand, opened it casually, and read in a low voice: "...he smiled at the man in front of him, took off his pants—"

Ah!

Zhu Miao's head was about to turn into a hot water pot, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"" He interrupted: "Yes! It's my book! I just read it out of curiosity, I wanted to throw it away and forgot!"

Xiang Shu closed the book, held it in his hand and raised it: "No more?"

Zhu Miao shook her head desperately: "No more."

"Then let me have a look."

Zhu Miao blinked and blinked, there was no reason to refuse, and finally she could only nod her head, move her butt, and wanted to slip away in embarrassment.Xiang Shu threw the book aside casually and said, "Sit on the sofa and paint your face."

Zhu Miao used the corner of her eye to look at the book that had been put aside, always feeling that it was a living story.He moved to sit on the sofa, watched Xiang Shu bring out a medicine box from the corner, sat on the back of the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, pinched his chin and looked around: "Did you fight?"

Zhu Miao murmured in response, Xiang Shu dipped a cotton swab with Yunnan Baiyao and wiped it on his face. lower jaw, said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Zhu Miao fidgeted and let him finish painting his face. Xiang Shu threw the cotton swab away and said, "It's the idiot who likes to use his fists. Don't do it at will, understand?"

Zhu Miao nodded obediently.

The door of the store dinged, a guest came, Xiang Shu went downstairs to entertain, Zhu Miao had nowhere to go, thinking about staying here for a while, he stood obediently by the bar, looking at Xiang Xiang curiously. Brew coffee.

The hand pouring pot was not light when it was filled with water. Xiang Shu held the pot with one hand, and the water flowed steadily into the coffee grounds, stirring up white foam. The tattoo on it looks better.The coffee dripped through the filter paper into the glass drop by drop, and Xiang Shu raised his hand to collect the water, with a set of movements flowing smoothly.

Zhu Miao couldn't understand, his eyes fell on Xiang Shu's arm, and asked, "What is this?"

Xiang Shu shook the glass jug evenly, and said casually, "Coffee trees, the red ones are coffee cherries, that is, coffee cherries."

"It's so cool." Zhu Miao said in a low voice.

Xiang Shu took a small cup and tasted it himself, and packed the rest for the guests. When he returned to the bar, he tugged at the collar of his T-shirt, and there were tattoos on his shoulders, which seemed to be connected to his back in large pieces: "Coffee production district map."

Zhu Miao held the venue and gave a "wow".

He is not at all perfunctory in his praise, it is sincere, and it is not obnoxiously stupid.Xiang Shu couldn't help teasing him, so he leaned against the bar and said, "I still have it on my belly."

Zhu Miao was indeed the king of the show, and continued to ask, "What is it?"

Xiang Shu blinked at him, smiled maliciously and said, "Want to see it?"

Zhu Miao reacted for two seconds, and almost fell off the high chair by the bar, said "No, no, no" repeatedly, and sat down by the window.Xiang Shu washed the cup in a good mood, and made Zhu Miao a cup of sweet lemon tea—something not on the menu, put it in front of him, and went to the yard to smoke.

Zhu Miao took a sip of lemon tea carefully. It had the aroma of black tea, the freshness of lemon, and was ice-cold. It was completely different from the lemon tea with saccharine coloring on the outside.While drinking, he looked out through the glass from the corner of his eye. Xiang Shu was sitting in the yard with a cigarette in his mouth, flipping his book in his hand, eyes downcast, laughing while reading, carelessly. Shaking the cigarette ash on it, he dusted the book with his hand, and raised his head just in time to catch Zhu Miao's peeping eyes.

It's too shameful.

Zhu Miao hurriedly sat upright, pretending nothing happened.

He bought the book at a small stall out of curiosity. After he bought it, he wrapped the cover with old newspapers in a guilty conscience, flipped through it in a hurry in shame and embarrassment, and dared not read it again. In the pile of things, it was brought out by his uncle when he cleaned up the small balcony.Zhu Miao regretted it, and should have thrown away the book a long time ago.

The author says:

I posted the picture of the coffee fruit tattoo on Weibo, if you are interested, you can check it out.