As a substitute, the male protagonist is sweet and soft

Su Nanqing looked at the time from time to time, with an anxious expression on his face. One or two people came to the store one after another. He seemed a little absent-minded when he was fascinated, and kept looking at the door, hoping that those debt collectors had some professional ethics. , The agreed hour, don't come early.

"It's right here!" Confucius stepped into the shop, with a bright smile on his attentive face, his eyes collided with Su Nanqing, and he said excitedly to the back: "Hey, I didn't come Wrong!"

Su Nanqing had just made a bowl of noodles, and was about to hang up the colander, but he was so frightened that even the spoon almost fell into Gululu's soup.

How did this flower peacock come here? !

An unknown anger surged up in his heart, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and for a moment he forgot to wait for someone to come to collect the debt.

Before he could show his displeasure, Su Nanqing's heart suddenly tightened when he saw a tall man stepping in behind Confucius Heng, and cursed softly.

Like a star suddenly appearing in the dark, the well-tailored custom suit sets off the man's perfect body curve, and the slender legs stand there, which looks extremely incompatible with the surrounding oil-stained walls. The demeanor of the superior made people feel involuntarily that such a man should not appear in this kind of place.

Sunan swallowed, and the first thought that popped into his mind was that the jet-black shit sunglasses finally didn't appear on his face again.

The man's facial features were so perfect that no one could pick a single fault, and his outline was so exquisite that he couldn't fault it. He would never forget his light brown eyes, which seemed to have passed through the millennium with a sense of aloofness all the time.At this moment, he seemed to feel that the man in the dream had finally lifted his red hijab, and this face that was so familiar as if engraved in his memory finally became clear again at this moment.

That face full of heroism was something that Su Nanqing couldn't even envy, just like what Li Cheng said, it was something brought out of the mother's womb.

They look exactly the same, Su Nanqing thought so, and he smiled wryly in his heart, how could he lie to himself, who else could it be if it wasn't Yu Chuan.

The colander in his hand was viciously hung by the boiler, and looking at Confucius Heng again, he was so angry that he just wanted to throw the pair of dogs into the boiler, and burn them to death in the oil pan.

Angry and wronged, he didn't even dare to lift his head, looking at the bubbles in the pot, he wanted to burst with them.

"Two large servings of fatty sausage rolls without adding spice!" Kong Ziheng said to Su Nanqing with a smile.

"Okay!" The boss graciously went over to wipe the table for the two of them, and kept talking to himself, saying that he must not stain that expensive-looking suit, while urging Sunan leaned faster.

"The knots we have here are delicious, can you two add one more?"

"Row!"

"Hey! Xiao Su, remember to add knots!"

Confucius Heng looked at Yu Chuan with his chin propped up, narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Brother, how are you doing, did you see that?"

Yu Chuan's fingertips rubbed lightly on his icy watch strap. He could see very clearly that the face was indeed very similar, but unfortunately, his little general would never show that kind of aggrieved and pitiful look. look.

His general is unruly and willful. He hates others to say that he is beautiful and pure in his life. He will not let go of the bloody arrogance that he has trained on the battlefield for a moment.

Over the years, he has seen too many people who are similar to the general.At the beginning, I will be excited and excited, but later I will become numb, and I don't want to have too much hope, so I won't be too sad.

Before coming today, he had clearly prepared himself for such a calm mood, but when he really faced Su Nanqing, his already numb heart started beating faintly. When he looked aggrieved and sad, he was inexplicably disappointed.

I expected it earlier, why bother.

Kong Ziheng understood his brother best, and his expression, without saying much, must be a little unhappy. He didn't want to get into this bad luck, so he stopped talking.

Couples sat face to face. Su Nanqing knew this after working for a few days. He held back his anger and boiled the noodles until they were a bit rotten before he was willing to fish them out.

No chili?Ah.

He scooped two tablespoons of chili oil into a bowl.

This time, he didn't bother his noble boss to run errands, pulled out an extremely ugly smile, and brought the two bowls of noodles over by himself.

With two bangs, the soup spilled a little.

Confucius Heng looked at the glowing red soup and felt a pain in his butt for a moment. Before he could question him, Su Nanqing said bluntly: "It doesn't taste good without spicy peppers."

Confucius Heng still wanted to open his mouth, but Yu Chuan gave a faint "hmm" and slowly took the chopsticks to eat.

"Our family's fruit is very good. After all, there are not many fat sausage noodle shops that dare to open in front of the anorectal hospital." Su Nanqing bit the word anorectal emphatically.

Confucius Heng almost dropped his chopsticks, he couldn't eat it any longer.But Yu Chuan didn't change his face, and even said seriously, "The cooked ground is a bit soft, but the taste is good."

When the boss saw these two bowls of noodles with spicy peppers, he immediately became angry. He pointed at Su Nanqing and scolded: "The guests have said that no spicy food is added! Are you deaf or don't want to do it! Go and make two bowls again. !"

"No, since it doesn't taste good if it's not spicy, it should be added." Yu Chuan raised his head and said to the boss, his lips were a little red from the spicy food.He was also very surprised why he was protecting this boy, it seemed that his somewhat fierce look was somewhat similar to that of the little general.I have to say that with so many people I have met over the years, this one is the most similar to the little general.

After the president had spoken, Kong Ziheng had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Yes, yes, it should be added, and there is no need to redo it."

The boss also didn't want to waste more ingredients. Since the guests were not dissatisfied, he didn't say anything. He just asked Su Nanqing to repeat the warning several times, so that he could hear the guests' requests clearly in the future. This kind of thing must never happen again , he is not willing to spend more than a penny.

"Hey, your name is Su Nanqing." Kong Ziheng really can't eat such spicy rice noodle rolls, he can't eat spicy food, and if he eats any more, I'm afraid he should go to the opposite side to register, "You know me Well, I'll give you an elective class."

Su Nanqing didn't want to pay attention to him, sat back on the boiler, and looked aside indifferently.

Kong Ziheng was a little embarrassed, but he continued: "It's okay if you don't remember, just get to know each other again, Confucius Heng, just call me Teacher Kong."

Confucius Heng is so big and has a good-looking face. He has met many boys. He has been in 01 bushes, and there are really few hard bones he can't chew. Seeing that Su Nanqing still refused to talk to him, he had to sacrifice Killing move, "By the way, I've seen your grades, and it's a pity. Originally, your grades were pretty good, but now that you've failed my class, it's not so good."

I have already suspended your class, so you can't ignore me, right?You must know that he is the teacher, and this is an elective course that is not very important. You, Su Nanqing, have to have a better attitude. How easy is it to change your grade?The teacher will let you pass as soon as he is happy, right?

Su Nanqing was originally an illiterate who didn't like reading, but he felt ashamed of the original owner, the number one scholar, but he didn't know how to do it, and he didn't know how to do it.

But Kong Ziheng has said all these things, he will not be silent, after all, he has a bad attitude towards the guests, and the boss will deduct his salary. Before the boss scolds him, he looks disgusted and muffled: "okay."

Being treated like this, even if Confucius Heng had a thick skin, he was slightly annoyed, pursed his lips, and said to Yu Chuan in a low voice: "Brother, I don't think he is yours, why don't we stop eating and go eat it?" Ready? How about the Japanese food? I haven’t eaten Japanese food for a long time.”

"I think this one is not bad." Yu Chuan gently rolled up the noodles and fed them into his mouth. A strange emotion fermented in his heart, as if he was reluctant to finish this bowl of noodles, wishing to pick one by one slowly.This is the first face-to-face contact between him and Su Nanqing, it is not formal, and it cannot be said how much he has a good impression of this boy, but there is a very secret feeling in his heart that Su Nanqing's unhappy expression is different from his The little general is very similar.

He has been in this world for 12 years, and now he is 30 years old. After all these years, he has lived like a Bodhisattva, and he has never been moved by any face.

Not to mention defending himself like jade for his sweetheart, he just thinks, what if, what if the little general is really reborn in this world like him, and on the day of the reunion, he doesn't have to make the general feel distressed because of his chaotic feelings.

But hope year after year, year after year hope was shattered, he finally realized that rebirth is a kind of punishment, punishment is bitter, and he will not give a candy with a stick.

Su Nanqing watched the time pass by, watching Confucius Heng talking to Yu Chuan in a low voice, he clenched his fists tightly, wishing to leave immediately, not to see this pair of dogs.

In broad daylight, the opposite door of the anorectal hospital, is it disgusting or indecent?

There was a moment before, I thought about whether I should go and beat Yu Chuan by the collar, pointing to my face and saying that I am your man, and you are hanging around in front of me with other people, right? wanna die!

But calm down and think about it, forget it.

Yu Chuan married Su Wannan, but Su Nanqing did not marry him.After finally getting rid of the humiliation of wearing a red dress to marry someone, how could he run up and report himself?

Never, never let him discover his true identity, absolutely!

"Su Nanqing!" A rough roar snatched Su Nanqing's consciousness.

A few thick-skinned gangsters swaggered in with a stick each. The leader, Su Nanqing, had never seen him before, but he knew the one who followed him, the yellow-haired one who was beaten unconscious by him in the alley that day.

The leader was wearing a red baseball shirt and twitched his mouth at Sunan. Seeing that he wanted to get up, he swung his stick on the glass barrier in front of the boiler, and the broken glass slag splashed everywhere. Sunan stretched out his hand to cover his face, and his arm was caught The splashed slag stabbed several places.

Apart from Confucius Heng's table, there were two other customers in the store. Seeing this scene, Qiqi exclaimed in a low voice, and after realizing that someone was causing trouble, they ran out trembling.Those little gangsters didn't affect others, and kindly gave way to these two.

"Hey! You haven't paid the money yet!" Su Nanqing wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

With his chin raised in the baseball uniform, he put a stick across Su Nanqing's face, and smiled disgustingly, "Money? Where's your money!"

"Heh, he has a hammer and money." Huang Mao stepped forward, looked at him contemptuously, knocked the spices on the table to the ground with a swing of his stick, and said with a slanted mouth: "Boy, call grandpa, grandpa Hit you lightly."

Su Nanqing gently wiped off the blood on his arm, looked at the big colander on the boiler, and was ready to pick it up at all times. He was not very happy at first, but now that he was being made such a fuss, the malice in his heart was about to move, and he wanted to get rid of these people , he was very relaxed.

His eyes were half closed, and there was a sharp ruthlessness in his eyes. He held back his breath, and said bluntly: "I said that I don't have any money now. When I have money, I will definitely pay it back."

"Rich?" Huang Mao snorted softly, lifted a foot and kicked over a stool, crackling, and the overturned trash can rolled to Yu Chuan's feet, "When will you be rich? Ah?"

He looked Su Nanqing up and down, and said wretchedly with a smile: "You are like this, you can earn thousands of dollars at a time in the club, how about it? I will find you an errand? Or I will serve you next to my brothers until you Pay it off?"

The others booed, "Although you are a man, you look good, brothers will treat you more gently, hahaha!"

Su Nanqing was so angry that he almost laughed angrily at him. Forget it, it doesn't make sense to some people. It's only useful if you convince them. The rules on the battlefield are more realistic.

Confucius raised his foot in disgust, frowned and said, "Brother, let's go." He didn't want to get mixed up with these bastards.

"Hey, Teacher Kong." Su Nanqing shouted to the only two remaining customers in the store very unhappy. The boss went to the small warehouse to rest and hasn't come out yet. The garbage is dealt with, and the things are less smashed, he has no money to deduct, "Why don't you leave quickly?"

He rubbed his wrists, ready to strike as soon as Yu Chuan left.Yu Chuan knew his kung fu, as long as he did it, he would be able to see it, and now he didn't want to be recognized at all.

Yu Chuan put down his chopsticks, slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and said to his baseball uniform, "Bring me a fire."

Those gangsters were a little taken aback.

borrow what?Borrow a fire? !It's all like this, why don't they leave!Su Nanqing gritted his teeth and took out a lighter from the cabinet and threw it at him, only to be caught by Yu Chuan, who said impatiently, "Okay, let's go!"

Yu Chuan unhurriedly lit the cigarette, exhaled slowly, straightened his tie with one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, his pupils shivered, and he waved the hand holding the cigarette at them, "Go on, don't worry about me. "