The ex-boyfriend is fierce and cowardly

The dog days in Nanhe City are sweltering like a big steamer. The sun has set in the west, but the temperature has not dropped at all. The leaves on the branches do not move, and it is still hot enough to sweat.

But the food stalls have already begun to become lively.

Tables were already set up at the entrances of the surrounding shops and just waiting for customers to come, Chi Yan slowly took out a few folding tables from the room with a cigarette in his mouth, propped them up and placed them on the open space at the door.

When I went back to the house and wanted to take the pony out, the owner of the shop next to me said hello to Chi Yan:

"Boss Chi, why don't you change the name?"

Following his line of sight, Chi Yan looked up at the name of his barbecue restaurant: Touqi.

"With such a name, no one will come here. You are not a local. I don't know that people here are still very taboo about these things." The boss next to him said, "You have been open for a month, and there is not even a table of guests. , that won't work."

Chi Yan raised his hand to take the cigarette from his mouth, took a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes, and smiled casually:

"Thanks."

"Let's change it. Although we are colleagues, we can't bear to see you so deserted."

Chi Yan smiled lightly, but said nothing.

The first seven barbecue restaurant was not opened by Chi Yan, but by his brother Chu Yiqi, who never went to school, so the name was chosen to reflect the 'Deceased' tavern next to it.

The late boss was Chi Yan, the name was chosen as a joke, and the tavern was even more like a joke, after all, there is no tavern whose wines are all Tsingtao beer.

In addition, there are barbecue shops around, and no one will run out of beer. The variety is more complete than that of taverns, so it may not be possible to sell a few bottles in a month, and most of them let the boss drink it himself.

In order to solicit business for the deceased, Chu Yiqi volunteered to rent a shop nearby, saying that he would do barbecue.

The barbecue restaurant does not sell alcohol, so if you want to drink, you can buy it next door.

But Chu Yiqi probably didn't expect that the barbecue restaurant that wanted to come forward as the savior was not doing well.

The business is good only when it is called Xiemen. The tavern can be said to be a show of sentimentality. It is unreasonable to choose a slightly literary name, but Chu Yiqi is happy.

Because once a person dies, he has to usher in the first seven.

Seeing that he was happy, Chi Yan didn't pour cold water on him.

It's rare for a person to be happy in a lifetime, and it's not easy to be happy when he grows up. He didn't want to stop Chu Yiqi.

As for the bad business, it doesn’t matter, the rent here is very cheap, there is no such thing as losing money, and Chu Yiqi himself does not rely on the barbecue shop for his living, he is a handyman, he does everything, he does takeout, and He does odd jobs such as repairing water and electricity, installing air conditioners, as long as he makes money, but since he opened this shop, he always comes back before 6 o'clock every day.

Not once.

But it was already 6:15 today, and Chu Yiqi still hadn't come back.

While throwing charcoal into the grill, Chi Yan took out his mobile phone and called Chu Yiqi. The phone rang for a long time before he was answered. Chi Yan asked directly without waiting for him to speak:

"What about people?"

Chu Yiqi hesitated on the other end of the phone, Chi Yan frowned: "Speak."

"I'm in the hospital."

Chi Yan didn't ask anything, just hung up the phone, took off the gloves, turned around and went into the store to get the key, didn't even bother to close the store door, stepped directly on the Yamaha R6 at the door of the deceased, put on the helmet, dialed the key The protective cover jumped out with a bang.

There was nothing serious about Chu Yiqi, except that he was hit by a car while delivering food, and his arm was wiped with a long gash. The other party insisted on taking him to the hospital for an examination, saying that the delivery boy was hard and not easy. He was so enthusiastic that Chu Yiqi was taken directly to the hospital before he could react.

The owner of the car was very responsible and didn't want to evade responsibility, and accompanied him all the way, but after Chi Yan arrived, the owner immediately took a step back and subconsciously explained:

"This, it's not my fault. It's the takeaway boy who is going retrograde. I didn't avoid it, but don't worry, I won't evade my responsibility. I will be responsible to the end."

It's not to blame for the car owner's reaction, it's Chi Yan's fault.

Chi Yan, the color of his clothes is only black, his hairstyle is only caliper, plus the scar at the end of his left eyebrow that reaches the corner of his eye, and his aura of avoiding strangers, no matter how handsome he is, he still looks They have to make a detour, but those who really know him, such as Chu Yiqi, know that his brother Yan is a good talker. After knowing him for so many years, he has never seen him lose his temper.

A good old man, the kind who does good deeds without leaving a name.

The owner of the car probably regarded him as someone who came to support the debt collection, so he became a little scared. Chu Yiqi reacted and said:

"Brother, you misunderstood, it's fine if my brother Yan doesn't hit me, and I will definitely not trouble you."

Chi Yan didn't let him down. As soon as Chu Yiqi's words fell, he slapped him directly on the head, and his voice was several degrees colder than the central air conditioner above his head:

"Retrograde?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Chu Yiqi made it clear: "I just have an order, I... I'll fuck it!"

Chu Yiqi suddenly thought of something, bluffed, and then looked at Chi Yan:

"Brother Yan!" Chu Yiqi grabbed his hand: "The world is in an emergency, the only one who can save me is you."

"Get out!" Chi Yan shook off his hand and pointed at him fiercely: "Did I tell you not to call me that again?"

There is nothing wrong with the word Yan Ge itself, but Chu Yiqi has a Nanhecheng accent. From his mouth, Yan Ge looks like castration. Chi Yan doesn't want to be castrated, so he asks to be corrected once, but Chu Yiqi Seven has no memory, and has never remembered.

"Dad, my dear father, my dear ancestor." Chu Yiqi was kind and generous: "You go and deliver me a takeaway, I've done nothing today for a bad review, and my failure was for nothing."

Chi Yan: "You should also have a long memory."

"Long memory can make me hurt, but it can't make me poor." Chu Yiqi's fans were essentially online: "Please."

Chi Yan couldn't be cruel to Chu Yiqi. Although he was dissatisfied, he still took the phone in his hand. He had also delivered food for Chu Yiqi before, so he was quite familiar with it. He glanced at it:

"Receipt has been confirmed."

"Yes." Chu Yiqi said: "I called when the accident just happened, and the other party agreed, and the food was spilled. I originally planned to buy another order and send it over, but I didn't expect that I would come to the hospital Ah, this has been dragging on for a long time, you should hurry up, otherwise a bad review will be certain."

What Chu Yiqi said was alarmist, but in fact it didn’t take long. It took only a few minutes to walk from south to north in Nanhe City. It’s so small. Chi Yan rode a motorcycle from the barbecue shop and crossed the entire city. 4, 5 minutes away.

It's late now, but not so exaggerated.

Chi Yan stared at Chu Yiqi for a few seconds. He didn't have the heart to really ignore it. He told him to wait here after treating the wound, and told the driver who hit Chu Yiqi to go back, saying that he was not responsible for it. Then he hurried away with Chu Yiqi's cell phone.

Before walking out of the hospital, Chi Yan called the restaurant and asked them to re-make some dishes ordered by customers. Chi Yan's speed was very fast, and when he arrived at the restaurant, the meals were not ready yet.

Chi Yan squatted at the door and waited. Just as he was about to smoke a cigarette, Chu Yiqi's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and picked it up:

"Hello."

The other party didn't speak for a long time, Chi Yan took the phone away from his ear to confirm that he was still on the phone, and asked again: "How are you?"

"Hello." The other party finally spoke, but he knew it was not the standard Mandarin of the locals: "I want to ask, when will my takeaway be delivered?"

"Soon." Chi Yan said: "My friend is in the hospital, and now I'm at the restaurant. I'll send you there as soon as the dishes are ready."

"Do you want to send it?" The person over there asked such a question for no reason. Although he thought it was strange, Chi Yan answered it anyway. After all, every person in this world has his own personality.

"Yes, I will."

"it is good."

After the other party finished saying this word, he hung up the phone, and Chi Yan held the phone in silence for a few seconds, shaking off the unrealistic thoughts in his head.

Looking back at the store, the food didn't seem to be ready, so Chi Yan squatted on the steps of the door and lit a cigarette, watching the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going on the road, with an indifferent expression but didn't know what he was thinking. He vomited one after another, but his fingers kept caressing the phone in his palm intentionally or unintentionally.

He knew very well in his heart that he wanted to open a certain app to see someone's news.

But he didn't go to see it after all. The last time he saw news about him was that his new play was finished. Now it's been half a year, and he can't bear to read his news more and more. Maybe it won't be long. Chi Yan learned not to read.

When the cigarette was almost finished, the waiter opened the door and called him: "Brother, takeaway is ready."

Chi Yan stubbed out the cigarette butt on the ground, then picked it up and threw it into the trash can next to it: "Thank you."

The food delivery address is the best hotel in Nanhe City. It has not been long since it opened, and Chi Yan has never been here, so it is the first time I know that the food delivery needs to be checked by the front desk and the guests in the room. Only after confirming that the food delivery is ordered can he let him go up.

Standing in the glamorous elevator, Chi Yan felt fresh. He had lived in this small city for several years, but this was the first time he encountered such a high standard of service.

At 8 on the 806th floor, Chi Yan checked the delivery address for the last time, and after confirming that it was correct, he knocked on the door of 806:

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived."

Chi Yan waited quietly for a few seconds, but the door was still not opened. When he raised his eyes and was about to knock again, he inadvertently glanced at the peephole on the door panel. For some reason, he always felt that someone was looking at him from behind the peephole. .

But it may also be his illusion. Chi Yan stared at the cat's eyes for two seconds and retracted his gaze. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but the door opened from the inside at this moment, and a man appeared behind the door.

Dressed in black, with a black mask.

Although Chi Yan didn't understand why he had to wear a mask indoors, he wasn't so curious, and even looked away in a panic after one glance, and looked down at his phone to check the order information.

It's just that he may not even realize that his fingers are trembling slightly, and his voice became tense uncontrollably:

"Mr. Ning with tail number 0808? Your takeaway."

The other party didn't speak for a long time, nor did he take the food in Chi Yan's hand, and Chi Yan didn't look up, nor did he express any surprise at his silence, just remained stalemate.

It's been too long, it's abnormally long, when Chi Yan finally decided to look up, the man reached out and took the food from Chi Yan's hand.

Chi Yan seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and wanted to leave immediately without even saying "Have a nice meal", but the man grabbed his wrist, tight, tight, and Chi Yan's neck blew out. There was a layer of cold sweat, and he could even feel that his hands were numb.

The man grabbed his hand harder and harder, as if he was forcing something.

Finally, Chi Yan closed his eyes, compromised and said:

"Brother already."