Crush Raiders

No matter how you look at it, you should be someone who sits in a western restaurant and eats western food elegantly. It's really not suitable for such a messy small shop.

What this person said was exactly what he wanted, maybe it was just because he was hard-nosed and hard-spoken.

Cheng Cheng regretted it in his heart at this moment, and he got angry, so he didn't miss his sister's serious business.

There was smoke and fire on the barbecue stove, and the smoke machine was not very clean. Cheng Cheng stood there for a while and didn't pay attention. As soon as he came back to his senses, he felt that his eyes were so smoked that he couldn't open his eyes. farther away.

"what happened?"

Cheng Cheng rubbed his eyes and heard someone ask, so he quickly put down his hands.

Zhao Yan saw that his eyes were red and teary, and his heart suddenly softened, and he quickly went to get a bottle of pure water and unscrewed it.

"Go over there, I'll pour it, you wash your eyes."

Zhao Yan couldn't help but dragged Cheng Cheng to a quieter alley next to him.

"It's okay, you don't need to wash it." Cheng Cheng felt a little embarrassed and didn't want to go there.

"How about I wash it for you?"

Cheng Cheng was angry again, why is this man so domineering, he always doesn't listen to what he says.

"No, I'll wash it myself." Forget it, just wash it, the eyes are really uncomfortable.

The two stopped at the entrance of the alley, Zhao Yan bent down with the bottle and poured water, Cheng Cheng quickly took it with his hands, and washed his eyes bit by bit.

After washing it several times, his eyes became clearer and he felt much better. Zhao Yan handed him another tissue.

"Thank you." Cheng Cheng wiped his face, temporarily holding the used tissue in his hand, not used to throwing it around.

"you are welcome."

"..."

Cheng Cheng felt that Zhao Yan was very strange, and he was also very strange.

The two of them just stood facing each other like this, without saying a word, and the atmosphere didn't seem to be awkward.

After a while, Zhao Yan reached into his trouser pocket with one hand and took out a pack of cigarettes, and asked him, "Do you want to smoke?"

Cheng Cheng knows how to smoke but not often, and naturally he doesn't smoke in front of him. He always feels that he looks ugly when he smokes.

"No, thank you."

Zhao Yan didn't smoke either, and put the cigarette case back.

The lamb kebabs should be grilled.

Cheng Cheng looked down at his toes, "That... about my sister, thank you for your help."

Zhao Yan let out a "huh" and suddenly took a step forward.

Cheng Cheng was startled, and instinctively took half a step back.

Zhao Yan took another step closer.

The two were very close.

Zhao Yan should be very hot, maybe he is sweating, and Cheng Cheng could feel the heat from his body so close that he could even hear the sound of breathing.

As if he had been immobilized, he remained motionless and his heart almost stopped beating.

Zhao Yan's laughing voice trembled in his ears, which seemed to have some meaning, "I have to pay back what I owe, how can you thank me, huh?"

Cheng Cheng's eyelashes trembled, but what he saw in front of him was not this Zhao Yan.

... He was sitting in the corner of the classroom, and Zhao Yan was sitting on the podium in front.

That year, I failed in the college entrance examination, and I repeated for another year. More than 30 repeat students fell out of more than 200 third-grade classes in the school, and they were re-divided into three classes.

In the new class, he met Xue Liuyang and Zhao Yan, the monitor.

In fact, he also forgot when he secretly fell in love with Zhao Yan, obviously the two of them didn't have much contact with each other, obviously didn't know much about him, and obviously didn't even dare to take the initiative to approach him.

Most of the time in the classroom is devoted to various exercises and test papers. As the class monitor, Zhao Yan is often arranged by the teacher to sit on the podium, which does not delay learning and maintains class discipline.

That period of time was Cheng Cheng's favorite, because he could always look up at the podium at any time, and Zhao Yan was there.

Occasionally, Zhao Yan would look at him as if he felt a sense, and it would pass by for a moment, making him a little happy.

In another moment, the Zhao Yan in front of him was still the current Zhao Yan, his youthful face completely faded, and the deep and unpredictable eyes made him feel dangerous and novel.

The heart beat gradually, very violently.

Zhao Yan seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say anything, and finally took a step back, "It's time for the mutton skewers to be grilled."

As expected, the mutton skewers were cooked, and Cheng Cheng followed Zhao Yan back to the table.

"Where did you two go? What did you whisper?" Xue Liuyang took a few skewers before Cheng Cheng put the plate away, and handed them to Zhao Yan who had just sat down, "Taste it while it's hot."

Zhao Yan took it, and gave Cheng Cheng two skewers after he sat down.

Cheng Cheng opened his hand, only to realize that the paper towel he was holding in his hand had been rubbed to pieces.

Xue Liuyang just asked casually, not deliberately asking what the two of them did when they went out, no need to guess, it was nothing more than chatting a few words or smoking a cigarette.

"Chengzi, you know how to hide wine. The dishes are almost ready, so don't serve any more dishes. Clear the glass quickly."

Cheng Cheng held the mutton skewers in one hand and reached for the cup in the other.

Zhao Yan suddenly held him down, "Eat before drinking."

Cheng Xin also hurriedly said, "Yes, eat something to pad your stomach first, so as not to hurt your stomach from drinking."

Xue Liuyang was sour jokingly: "Oh, it's just Chengzi who hurts, right? A little beer makes you two nervous. I drank so much that no one cared."

Cheng Xin smiled, "You are closer than your daughter-in-law when you see wine. No one will stop you. Drinking hurts your stomach just to make your memory long."

Xue Liuyang wailed half-truthfully that he didn't have a wife yet, which made the table quite lively.

Cheng Cheng let go of his cup obediently, and after eating two skewers of mutton skewers and a few mouthfuls of cold dishes, Xue Liuyang urged him to clear his cup.

On the surface, the meal was enjoyed by both guests and hosts. After finishing a case of beer, Xue Liuyang and Zhao Yan were already close friends like good buddies.

Well, at least on the surface, Cheng Cheng thought.

Just after the dishes were served, Xue Liuyang ordered another case of beer, and Xue Liuyang wanted to drink while having fun.

Cheng Cheng watched him roll his eyes and said he was going to suffer.

Sure enough, this guy came up with a bad idea, and immediately called out to play some "name-telling" game, and even called it a beautiful name, to reminisce about the lost youth together.

The rules of the game are simple and rough. Zhao Yan, Cheng Cheng, and Xue Liuyang each say the name of a classmate in the repetition class at a time. If you don't remember it, you will say you were wrong, and you will be fined a glass until you can't remember it anymore.

At the beginning, there were more than 70 students in their repeat class, and the 20 names were enough for them to play for more than [-] rounds.

"Ahem..." Xue Liuyang cleared his throat decently, and started without Cheng Cheng's promise, "Start with me, let me say one thing first——Wang Wencheng! Is there any?"

As he said that, he patted the table, as if he was afraid that the two of them would not be able to remember, "Just the watermelon head sitting at my front table, nicknamed 'Baby Wang', do you still remember why you have this nickname?"

Cheng Cheng and Zhao Yan hadn't answered the conversation yet, but Cheng Xin was quite interested and asked, "Why?"

Xue Liuyang laughed twice, "Because he was so sweet at home, once his mother went to school to deliver something to him, and we just finished class when we saw his mother was far away and called him baby. Hugging him, calling the baby long and the baby short heartily, it made our class laugh so hard that our stomachs ached, so the nickname Wang Baobao was naturally assigned to him."

Zhao Yan added with a smile, "Afterwards, Wang Wencheng also said that he had been blocked from high school for three years and his mother was not allowed to enter the school. Unexpectedly, he was defeated in the fourth year."

Xue Liuyang clutched his stomach, "Hahaha... yes, but this kid is really nice. He never gets angry when we jokingly call him nicknames, and he is very filial to her mother."

When Cheng Cheng heard this, he also remembered that there was such a person in the class, but he had little contact with the classmates at that time, and he did not actively participate in various messy reunions like Xue Liuyang these years, so many students' names have been forgotten Everything was clean, and the name Wang Wencheng naturally didn't remember.

What kind of man is he? Xue Liuyang knows exactly what he is doing, and he is playing this game specifically to make him drink a few more glasses of wine.

"Then I've passed this?"

Zhao Yan nodded, "It's up to me, let's talk about someone who impressed me deeply, Lin Yixin."

Xue Liuyang bluffed, "Yo, class flower, this is of course impressive."

Talking about what he thought of, he opened his eyes wide, "Oh? No, Zhao Yan, you're cheating a little bit, Ban Hua knows you too well, how can you count on acquaintances first, I didn't say anything at the same table. .”

Cheng Xin heard that there was a story here, and asked gossipingly: "Listen to this, the relationship between your class flower and Zhao Yan is not simple."

Cheng Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Yan, but happened to meet his gaze as well.

He also remembers the girl Lin Yixin. She is as her name suggests, with both virtue and art. She is beautiful, has good grades, and a good family background. She can draw, dance, sing and play the piano. She is the leader of various cultural activities in the school. She has a lively and cheerful personality and loves to help Classmates, who have no shortcomings, are the white moonlight in the hearts of many male students, not only class flowers but also school flowers.

However, almost all the students in the school know that Lin Yixin likes Zhao Yan. The two have been in the same class since the first year of high school. Some people even said that Lin Yixin actually went back to school to accompany Zhao Yan.

One of them is the class monitor and the other is the study committee member, and the seats are still at the next table. Every time, whether it is helping the teacher to send and receive test papers or going to the regular meeting of the class committee, they are always in pairs.

Xue Liuyang didn't know what to say, and immediately made a detailed and specific report to Cheng Xin on what Zhao Yan and Ban Hua had to say back then.

Cheng Xin listened with great interest, and kept asking, "And then?"

Xue Liuyang shook his head and rubbed his nose, "After graduation, I don't know what will happen in the future." He poked Zhao Yan with his elbow, "Hey, Zhao Yan, it's not convenient for me to tell you how your servant is now. How is it? How far has it developed?"

Cheng Cheng's face turned pale, and he lowered his head to stare at his beer glass.

Zhao Yan looked into her eyes calmly, slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, and said, "You're right, and then she graduated, and I never contacted her again."

"No contact?" Xue Liuyang was surprised and suspicious, "Are you kidding me?"

According to his guess, Lin Yixin must have been admitted to the same university as Zhao Yan. If they can fall in love in the university, the two will naturally become a couple. What a good couple, it's unreasonable not to get married.