Fangjia noodle shop

The next day was bright, and Fang Mu was rolling on the bed with the quilt in his arms. Bo Luoxian rested as usual on the second day after his birthday. He had been lying on the bed for nearly half an hour.

There was a "gurgling" sound in his stomach, and Fang Mu scratched his head and got up!

After washing up, I haven't seen Zhan Bolin. It's not like his style. He wakes up so late. Every time he is off, he wakes up early as usual, unlike himself who would stay in bed.

Although he was puzzled, he ran to the kitchen to cook first. The food here was just right, and Zhan Bolin just opened the door and walked in, "Are you out?"

Zhan Bolin nodded.

"Then, let's eat."

During the meal, Fang Mu changed his usual brash behavior, bowed his head and said nothing.

After dinner, Zhan Bolin went to the small garden to weed, and Fang Mu washed the dishes.

Fang Mu brushed the bowls and chopsticks resentfully, and roared to himself: Why don't you know what to say, don't you talk a lot on weekdays, why can't you talk today? !What happened last night was not a dream, right? !Did he really say he likes me? !Could it be that I was hallucinating too much? !do not care!Isn't there such a saying that dreams come true, even if it is false, it also means that there is hope, doesn't it? !

What to do today?

Fang Mu hesitated in the yard, outing?No, no, it's a bit late, and now I suddenly have a language failure, so I don't know how to find a topic? !

correct!Today it is said that there is...

Fang Mu excitedly ran to the fence and shouted to Zhan Bolin who was weeding in the garden through the fence: "Zhan Bolin, don't do it." Seeing Zhan Bolin stopped his hands and got up to look at him, he said, "I don't need to work today. How about we go out and do some shopping?"

Zhan Bolin nodded, patted the dust off his body, washed his hands and set off.

The two wandered side by side on the street. Fang Mu looked at the hawker at the stall, but he didn't buy anything. Zhan Bolin was not in a hurry and followed him.

Fang Mu stopped by a stall selling oiled paper umbrellas, holding one in his hand and looking at it carefully. While the oiled paper umbrellas were opening and closing, he asked Zhan Bolin, "Are you going to go shopping alone?"

"Need not."

Under the opened oil-paper umbrella, Mu secretly smiled and opened his face. After closing the umbrella, he asked the vendor he had been recommending to take another look. The vendor did not insist on keeping customers. three.

Fang Mu went to a few more stalls selling gadgets and accessories, but he didn't buy anything after looking at them for a long time.

It wasn't until the entrance of the only large theater that was closed on weekdays that he pretended to be slightly surprised, "Hey, there is a play today, we have nothing to do, how about going to see one too?"

Zhan Bolin looked at the people coming in and out, guessing that there were quite a few spectators, and nodded.

Fang Mu happily paid money at the door. As soon as the two stepped in, their ears were filled with applause and the sound of gongs and drums. After looking around, Fang Mu was immediately dumbfounded, not to mention that there were no seats left. Even the aisles were packed with people.

Fang Mu looked at Tsing Yi who had just sung in the hall, thinking whether to stand and listen, or to go somewhere else with Zhan Bolin.Originally, I thought about sitting and listening to the opera with Zhan Bolin, what a great opportunity to sit beside him all the time in an open and honest manner, but I didn't expect that the masses were so well-informed, and the morning time was crowded with people.He only knew that the "Qingfeng Opera Troupe" had come to sing once in a long time and had a good reputation, but he didn't know that he had so many fans.

A few more people walked in outside the door, squeezing the two of them who were blocking the door. Zhan Bolin stretched out his arms to protect him, preventing others from bumping into him. Unexpectedly, the person in front took two steps back, Zhan Bolin Lin pressed his right shoulder with his right hand and pushed him back, leaning against Zhan Bolin's arms, without being stepped on by the person in front.

Fang Mu's heart was beating fast, he was hugging me, he was hugging me...but he hadn't started to spread the excitement, only heard Zhan Bolin say: "There are too many people, let's go out."

"Okay." I am not a fan of the theater, standing and listening to the theater is too much test, and what makes him unbearable is that someone nearby has lit a big cigarette bag, and the spicy smell has filled his throat. Fang Mu can't stand this, and I want to avoid it quickly, but it's a pity that I can't get closer to Zhan Bolin.

The two went out and continued to wander. After walking for a short distance, Fang Mu felt a little frustrated. Zhan Bolin didn't look at anything. He almost went through all the stalls on this street, and he didn't see anything that he was interested in.

I wanted to keep going, but found that Zhan Bolin didn't follow. When I looked back, Zhan Bolin was looking into the nearby restaurant. Fang Mu wondered, is he thirsty?Well, after walking so far, even if you are not hungry or thirsty, you should take a break. Thinking of this, I walked to the restaurant, "Let's have a drink and rest for a while."

"it is good."

Fang Mu was about to go to the second floor, but he heard Zhan Bolin say, "Let's go to the first floor."

Fang Mu found a bright place and the two of them sat down, and Xiao Er immediately came over to say hello with a smile on his face, "What do you want, sir? We have good food here, and people who fly in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water, as long as you If you want to eat, I will find a way to make it for you."

Fang Mu ignored his bragging, pondered for a while and only ordered four dishes of two meat and two vegetables, and said: "First serve a pot of jasmine tea and a pot of green bamboo leaves."

"Okay, wait a moment, sir..."

Xiao Er quickly brought the tea and wine first, Fang Mu drank the tea, Zhan Bolin drank the wine.

There were a few people in the store talking about something, and listening carefully, they were talking about Jianghu affairs, about the treasures in the map, and then about the powerful veteran of the Escort Bureau...

Fang Mu couldn't understand, so he went to listen to another group of people chatting. It turned out that several people in this group were originally soldiers. They were talking about how brave our army was in the battle a few months ago and how mighty the generals were. Fang Mu looked at it. Zhan Bolin glanced at him, saw that he was still drinking by himself, not knowing what he was thinking, and then listened to those people chatting, and heard them say that General Xuanyuan had returned home because of his leg injury, and he couldn't stop sighing.

Zhan Bolin poured and drank slowly and didn't look thirsty at all, Fang Mu didn't pay attention to what others said, "Zhan Bolin, aren't you thirsty?"

Zhan Bolin's hand holding the wine glass rested on his lips. It turned out that he thought he was thirsty, so he explained: "I saw the guy here before."

ah?Fang Mu looked for the waiter in the store, and saw him greeting upstairs and downstairs, chatting with customers with a smile on his face, what's so interesting about this?

"You have to find a guy like this in the future."

"No...no need!" Fang Mu flatly refused, the corners of his brows and mouth drooping, knowing that you would not work for me all the time, why did you talk about this topic, no waiter, no matter how good the waiter is, I don't need it.

Zhan Bolin didn't speak any more.

While waiting for Xiaoer to serve, Fang Mu turned his head away from looking at the shop. Xiaoer was obviously in a bad mood and didn’t want to pay attention to your expression. Zhan Bolin was still expressionless with a cold and hard air that regarded human life as nothing. The waiter in the shop didn't know what was going on, these two, aren't they going to smash the shop soon? !Why do you eat like you want to eat? !

Fang Mu sipped his tea, and Zhan Bolin put some vegetables into his bowl, "Eat something."

"Oh." Fang Mu revived a little bit, and Zhan Bolin was holding something for him. Did something happen just now?Absolutely not!

When it was time to check out after eating, Fang Mu still didn’t look at the waiter of the famous shop, but just handed over the money, but Zhan Bolin was staring at him, and the waiter’s heart was full of [-] horses running wildly. What’s going on, this guy doesn’t look at himself , Is it because my blood splattered on the spot immediately? I have been a shop waiter for so long, and am I finally going to meet bad silver?And this one staring at him fiercely, is he going to draw his sword?No, there is no weapon, is it about to use a hidden weapon?Or is it about to be poisoned?You won't be poisoned already, right? !

The waiter in the shop tremblingly stretched out his hand, although his life was not long, but the money still had to be collected.

As a result, Zhan Bolin threw the money in Fang Mu's hand into the shop assistant, and the two left.

The waiter burst into tears immediately, these two people have stepped on the spot, and they don't plan to do anything for the time being, brother!Sure enough, there will be bad money in the teahouse, I want to resign! ! !

Fang Mu came out of the teahouse, away from the famous store, Xiao Er instantly felt the air was much fresher, and continued to wander around the various stalls.

A sound of horseshoes came from far and near, and the passers-by who heard the sound gave way one after another. Fang Mu and Zhan Bolin hurriedly moved aside, and the two horses galloped past, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Fang Mu walked back in a low mood, and walked to the place where he looked at the umbrellas when he came. Along the way, he found that the umbrellas of this store were of good quality and the price was fair.

"I'm going to do some shopping." Zhan Bolin looked at him questioningly.

"okay."

Fang Mu chose two umbrellas here, and just after paying the money, Zhan Bolin came back with a small bag of things.

Before Fang Mu asked what to buy, Zhan Bolin handed over the things directly, "Eat."

After taking it over, it turned out to be hot chestnuts fried in sugar, "Uh...thank you."

Zhan Bolin didn't speak, but put his right arm around his right shoulder, Fang Mu's face turned red, although there were not many people on this road, but this behavior that seemed to be telling the world made him very embarrassed .

Holding the paper bag and feeling the hot fried chestnuts inside, Fang Mu couldn't help thinking about it. He glanced at the fried chestnuts in a low mood just now, did he see it?Did he guess that he wanted to eat it? Although he wanted to eat it before, his low mood made him not want to buy it. Did he notice it?Haha, no matter what, yesterday must not be a dream!

Zhan Bolin's hand rested on his shoulder and did not leave. Fang Mu's heart was pounding and full of secret joy. Gradually, only the fiery hand on his right shoulder was full of touch. It seemed that only his right shoulder was left there. walk around.

When he got home in a daze, Fang Mu felt trapped in the clouds all the way, unable to clear his mind.

Zhan Bolin held his shoulders with both hands, staring into his eyes with eyes as dark as deep pools, "Last night was not a dream."

"Ah? Ah! Ah..." Fang Mu's expression was comparable to that of Huo Shaoyun. He must have guessed what he was thinking all day.

"I won't go." Zhan Bolin paused and gradually moved closer, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and said firmly, "This is a guarantee."

Suddenly, Fang Mu's eye sockets became wet. No one had ever said these two very common words to him, and no one had ever said that he wanted to stay by his side and not leave.

It would be embarrassing to shed tears at this time, he blinked back his tears, "A word from a gentleman."

"It's hard to catch a horse..."

As soon as the words were finished, warm lips touched his slightly parted lips, and they left immediately, "I've stamped it." After finishing speaking, he ran back to the room in a hurry.

Zhan Bolin was left alone standing in the courtyard, watching the direction Fang Mu ran away.