Is the senior going home today?

Yuan Ze took two steps to the side of the road, stopped and stood side by side with Lin Qianxing.His grim, impatient face was reflected in the dark gray glass of the Cayenne.

The car window came down, "HELLO, Brother Yuan!" Jing Yue's narrow face with black-rimmed glasses appeared by the car window, his eyes slid to Yuan Ze's side, "Your friend?"

"Well, Lin Qianxing, my friend." Yuan Ze turned his head to look at Lin Qianxing, raised his hand and pointed, "This is Jingyue, my buddy."

Lin Qianxing nodded, "Hello." There was no special reaction to the term friend, and Lin Yu said the same thing as a friend.

After saying hello, the two were still standing outside the car, and neither of them reached out to pull the car door.

Yuan Ze frowned, and even took a small step back, clenched his hands in his trouser pockets tightly, feeling the sharpness of his nails in his palms.

Staring at the car door, he almost saw that Yuan Hao was the person who pushed the car door down the next moment.

Out of the corner of Lin Qianxing's eyes, he saw the expression on Yuan Ze's face, and he felt a "thump" in his heart, and then he moved in front of Yuan Ze, blocking most of Yuan Ze's body, with his lower jaw slightly shrunk, and stared at the man in the driver's cab. car door.

"Hey, brother Yuan, get in the car, you just sit in the back." Jing Yue didn't know what to do, stretched his arms out of the car window, and waved enthusiastically.

"Get in the car, Master Yuan." The person sitting in the cab bent down, almost lying on Jing Yue's lap, and called Yuan Ze through the window.

A mature face appeared in the car window, about 30 years old, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a thick voice.

"Lu Qingfeng? Why is it you?" Yuan Ze bent down, saw the person driving the car clearly, his heart relaxed and tightened immediately, he stretched out his hand to open the back door of the car, turned his head and said to Lin Qianxing, "You sit inside."

Jing Yue turned his head and pointed at Lu Qingfeng: "Do you know each other?"

"Lin Qianxing, my friend." Yuan Ze patted the back of the driver's seat after he got into the car and sat down.

"Hello Lin Qianxing, I am Lu Qingfeng." Lu Qingfeng turned his head, stretched out his right hand and put it down again, "It's not convenient to shake hands, forget it, I won't be polite to you."

Lin Qianxing smiled, "Well, you're welcome." Then he quickly scanned the interior of the car.The interior of the car is wrapped in black leather, except for a brown multi-edged flat perfume bottle on the center console, there is no extra decoration.

Jing Yue: "You know each other? Boss Lu, Yuan Ze, why bother me if you know each other? You two can't get in touch directly."

Lu Qingfeng adjusted his seat belt, turned on the left turn signal with a "tick", and the Cayenne merged into the traffic and drove onto the main road.

The heat wave was rolling outside the car, and tall buildings in the distance seemed to be floating in mid-air.The air conditioner in the car is cold and soft, with a scent of white moss.

"Boss Lu, why are you opening a bar again?" Yuan Ze broke the silence, "Where's your counseling room? These two things are quite far apart."

"What do you think?" Lu Qingfeng smiled, but did not answer directly.

Lin Qianxing's left eyelid twitched suddenly, staring at the back of Lu Qingfeng's head, squinting his eyes, then turned his head to look at Yuan Ze.

"Hey, can you answer me? Am I invisible? You two know each other?" Jing Yue raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"It's not just acquaintance." Lu Qingfeng glanced at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel, and drove into the fast lane, "Why didn't you get in the car just now? I thought it was your brother?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid of him," Yuan Ze leaned back, his two long legs spread apart, accidentally touched Lin Qianxing's knee, and quickly moved aside.

"Are you afraid of Yuan Hao? Who have you ever been afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of you, Boss Lu. Are you here to help the poor?" Yuan Ze's tone was frivolous, and he turned his head to look out the car window, his thick eyelashes covering the light in his eyes.

"Well, I heard that your card has been suspended." Lu Qingfeng turned on the turn signal and quickly overtook a car, "Can you help me?"

"Let," Yuan Ze draws his voice, and Lin Qianxing, who has only known him for two days, can hear his unnaturalness, "I still owe my little landlord a deposit."

"Brother Yuan, have you rented a house?" Jing Yue pressed his forehead against the window glass, turned half of his body and looked back, "I'm going to move back to the dormitory, you ran to rent a house?"

"Well, rent for a month, and move back after school starts." Yuan Ze said, "You live well with your girlfriend, why move back?"

"Alas..." Jing Yue let out a long sigh, "It's over, sparks hit the earth."

"Are you college students?" Lin Qianxing asked suddenly.

"Hey, you don't know?" Jing Yue turned around and turned to the other side, looking at Lin Qianxing who was sitting obliquely behind, "Aren't you two friends? You don't know Yuanze Huada?"

"Now I know." Lin Qianxing nodded, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

There was a strange silence in the car.

Lin Qianxing glanced at Yuan Ze from the corner of his eyes. The latter was leaning against the window stiffly, staring out motionless, with his slender fingers resting on the window, occasionally lifting and knocking twice.

Silent as if no one around him existed.

Lin Qianxing leaned back, clasped his hands and put them on his waist, his eyes fell on the center console, the brown perfume bottle reflected the sharp colorful sunlight, the scent was very familiar, it was the smell of Yuan Ze's body.

Soft herbaceous fragrance.

There was a long silence.

Jing Yue coughed, "Why don't you ask about my girlfriend? I'm broken in love, hey, just ask."

......

Yuan Ze stared out of the car window, the small car passing by was like a brush dipped in watercolor, drawing a section of colored lines, and was "swiftly" left behind.

Lin Qianxing was still staring at the perfume bottle, watching the sun's rays reflected on the brown glass scattered in different directions.

"What's the matter with you and your girlfriend?" Lu Qingfeng asked, resolving the embarrassment.

Jing Yue clattered a long list, simply put, it was about his girlfriend asking for a star, and Jing Yue thought he gave it to the moon.

Lu Qingfeng communicated with Jing Yue with more than a dozen "oh".

Drive the Cayenne onto Yanjiang Avenue, turn right at the Jinnan Road intersection, and drive about [-] meters inward. It is a famous bar street in this city.

Parked the car in the smart parking garage on the side of the road, took the parking plate, and the four of them got out of the car and walked in together.

Lu Qingfeng's bar is at the end of the road, next door is a high-end jewelry custom shop.

They are all houses in the old concession, with large floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street and high ceilings.

The jewelry store looks like a lady, with 8 complicated crystal chandeliers, large white peonies, and scarlet gold velvet upholstery. Looking in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire store is glowing with the reflection of large diamonds of extremely high purity. .

The bar next door is set off by this jewelry store, and it looks more like a wild boy lying on the vast expanse of fields with a golden rice stalk in the corner of his mouth, rough and free, unrestrained.

The floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street were replaced with metal-colored thick single-sided glass, which clearly reflected the hurried figures of passers-by. The dark gray old metal window edges were interlaced and nailed to the glass to fix them. The gray paint was painted unevenly on purpose, and when it was opened to the top, it looked rusty, and there were two big cursive characters "Jie Zhi" floating on the door.

"Boss Lu, do you name your bar Jiezhi?" Jing Yue was puzzled, "I have no choice but to play and play in the bar? What else can I call Jiezhi?"

Yuan Ze put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, and looked at the two words coldly.

It turns out that my handwriting looks like this after being enlarged, and it looks pretty good, better than Lin Qianxing's minimalist lines that can't make out the characters.

"Well, these two words are for myself," Lu Qingfeng pushed open the door, leaving them with an unpredictable back, "There are some things in the past that I regret."

"Is this word related to you?" Lin Qianxing asked Yuan Ze in a low voice.

Yuan Ze turned to look at him, the tails of his eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

"Is it your handwriting?"

Yuan Ze: ...

"Don't say it if you don't want to. This person...can't tell you clearly, he seems to be very good, but a little..." Lin Qianxing shook his neck from side to side, "I need to relax, I just stared all the way, and I'm a little tired. "

"Are you really here to protect me?" Yuan Ze was silent all the way, and then he laughed when he saw small beads of sweat hanging from Lin Qianxing's nose.

"You don't believe it?" Lin Qianxing said, "Then you said you believed it when I asked you, are you kidding me?"

Yuan Ze: ...

"Yuanze, you should trust me," Lin Qianxing said seriously, "I am very sensitive to the smell of danger."

"I smell dangerous now?"

"Have."

The bar is closed during the day, so Lu Qingfeng turned on all the lights. The industrial-style shade lights were turned to the brightest, with a lazy warm tone.

"Just sit in the booth by the bar. The wine here is okay. Would you like some?" Lu Qingfeng rolled up his shirt sleeves and stood by the shiny stainless steel sink by the bar to wash his hands.

"Boss Lu, do you know how to mix wine?" Jing Yue was very interested, and jumped to the front of the bar and lay down on his stomach, looking at the colorful wine bottles all over the wall, "I want one, and Boss Lu will recommend one."

"Okay, can I drink? Jingyue." Lu Qingfeng asked.

"No, the drinking capacity is really bad, and it's a galaxy worse than Brother Yuan." Jing Yue yelled.

"Okay, I see, you can sit down and go," Lu Qingfeng took out two tissues and wiped his hands carefully, "Where is Lin Qianxing, what do you want?"

"He can't drink, don't give alcohol to children," Yuan Ze replied without hesitation while swiping his phone with his head down, "Have a glass of orange juice."

Both of them nestled in the booth, on the same side, Lin Qianxing bumped Yuan Ze's leg with his knee, "Who's the kid?"

"Aren't you a kid who just graduated from high school?" Yuan Ze started a game and played with all his concentration.

"What's your number? Let's play in a team." Lin Qianxing moved closer to Yuan Ze, staring at his phone screen.

"Okay, I have a WeChat ID, and I will add one to two when I finish this one." Yuan Ze said.

Lu Qingfeng took the shaker, ice tongs, and a bottle of tequila from the bar counter, and took two Colin glasses and a butterfly-shaped goblet from the cup holder. The transparent and bright glass accidentally hit the Together, the sound is crisp.

"Yuanze, you should still be Margaret." Lu Qingfeng mixed the wine across the dark white marble bar, and raised his eyelids to look at the booth. "I haven't seen you drink anything else."

Margarita, the strongest wine, is strong and thorough, with coarse salt and lemon on the mouth of the cup, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, with a unique taste.

Once Yuan Ze's favorite.

"Huh?" Yuan Ze paused his fingers, "Change to another one, I haven't drank that one for a long time. It's the same as Lin Qianxing."

Lu Qingfeng lowered his eyelids, stopped what he was doing, and calmly poured the liquid from the shaker into the sink, replaced the goblet with a Colin glass, and took out a fresh lemon from the refrigerator, "Here You three are Shirley Temple, no alcohol."

......

"Brother Qingfeng, why didn't you say something when you came over during the day?" The door of the bar was pushed open, and a coquettish female voice came in, and the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground came from far to near...

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