Xiaoshou, come to the bowl

"How do you know I'm not married yet?" Although he said that he didn't deliberately mention his family to others, it is actually quite strange for this city to be unmarried at the age of 29. Many of his high school classmates Old enough to be a father.

"Anyway, we can be regarded as half neighbors. How could we not know whether you are married or not? How can you, who has been working overtime for thousands of years and often sleeps directly in the office, be a person with a family?"

"It seems that you have been paying attention to me for a long time." He said jokingly.

"I am deeply impressed by the people who come to take up seats with me for a whole day." Lin Xiangnan smiled a little when he said this, as if he was very satisfied with this kind of conversation, even with the same feeling just now. The frowning Zhou Li unconsciously laughed out loud.

"It sounds like you've hated me for a long time." Zhou Li didn't feel that he was always occupying a seat here, after all, many of the time would be the same as before, working overtime all day sitting in the office or discussing cases with two friends. I don't have much time to sit here.

But he didn't think about other aspects. After all, there is no aspect that can be used to think about the current relationship between the two people.

"I can't say it's resentment, but I just feel that you have been sitting in my shop for more than a year at least, but the two of us seem to have gotten to know each other only a few days ago. This makes me a little depressed."

"I have always thought you were dumb for a long time." Zhou Li had to admit a mistake he had made, "And even if I have talked with you, I still have a sense that you don't seem very Like to talk."

Lin Xiangnan looked at the person opposite with a strange expression on his face.

"Well, I know how funny my idea is. After these two days of getting along, I said that you are actually not used to talking to relatively unfamiliar people."

"Actually, it's not entirely true. I think you thought I was dumb at the beginning, but there is actually a basis for it."

Lin Xiangnan lowered his head so that no one could see his expression. Zhou Li, who was sitting opposite him, also looked at the man who suddenly seemed to have changed in some surprise.

"I was in a car accident and my vocal cords were damaged. I couldn't speak for a long time. I think you think I'm dumb. It was probably at that time, about a year ago, when this store first opened."

Lin Xiangnan smiled helplessly, it seemed that it was a bad memory, which made Zhou Li a little at a loss, and finally didn't answer the conversation.

Since we broke up in "Sunshine Allure" last time, Zhou Li seems to have entered a busy time again. Lin Xiangnan can often see this person rushing past in front of him, before he has time to say hello, he staggers away.

Sometimes, looking at that person's busy voice, Lin Xiangnan would also wonder whether there was such a relationship as a friend in those few days.

He lowered his head and cleaned the tea set in the back kitchen, looking at the cups that had not been used for nearly a month. In fact, when he first opened the store, he really thought about preparing a cup for every frequent visitor, but when In the end, Zhou Li was the only one who persisted till now.

It's past five o'clock in the afternoon, and there are basically no people in the store, and it's almost time to close.This week's postcards haven't been mailed yet.

In addition to selling postcards in the store, they will also help to send postcards. Of course, if there is really no place to write, if the other party wants to send a postcard to themselves, they can write the name of the store. This little effort seems to get good results, at least it seems I have gained a lot of economic benefits for myself.

What's more, my life is actually leisurely, but I just walk a few steps to help send postcards, and I think it's all about exercising.

I stuffed the stack of postcards in the plastic bag into the mailbox, and when I walked out of the corner, I threw the plastic bag containing the postcards into the trash can, and walked on the way to my residence against the evening sun.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets was in stark contrast to the various people walking quickly around him. It seemed that this person was too leisurely, as if everyone was fast forwarding, while he was slowly regressing.

When his thoughts were in a mess, the long-honking horn called him back to reality, and he looked back with some annoyance and curiosity. At the moment when he looked back, he thought that he actually had nothing in this city. Friends, how can someone keep pressing the car horn and calling themselves.

But after looking back, when he saw the owner of the car parked on his right, he suddenly thought that he actually seemed to know some people.

Looking at the gentle man sitting on the car and smiling, he realized that he hadn't seen this man for a long time, and asked in a soft tone: "Why are you here, shouldn't you be stuck in the studio, Are you working hard?"