blockhouse

Talk about... life.

These two words are like the key to the door of Gu Zhong's irritability.

What Dad likes to say most is: Come, let's chat.

The ending is usually that the father lifts the table and beats him, or he runs away from the door, and the ending is the same as above.

The better thing is, son, this life...

This kind of person usually won't be beaten, but Gu Zhong would rather get eight beatings than listen to his father criticize his life first and then compare his own life, and finally come to the conclusion that "your life is a mess".

Now Qi Yue combined these two together, which made him extremely depressed.

When he sat at the table, he couldn't even make a fake expression of humility and listening to the lecture, so he just frowned and said, "Why are you like my dad, and strive to be a life mentor when you have nothing to do?"

"Really? It's so amazing," Qi Yue put a cup of coffee on the table and sat opposite him, "Why don't you call me Dad and try."

Gu Zhong opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Try this coffee," Qi Yue said, "I like it."

Gu Zhong picked it up and looked at it. Instead of coffee, he saw a large pile of cream. He quickly recalled the booklet.

"This is Irish coffee," he said.

"I didn't test you," Qi Yue said, "Drink, I won't test you even if you do odd jobs."

"Oh." Gu Zhong was quite discouraged when he heard this, and took a sip from his cup.

"If this is a test for you, do you think you can pass?" Qi Yue said.

"Huh?" Gu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked it up and took another sip, "This is... Kangbana?"

"I asked you a question and you changed the answer?" Qi Yue smiled.

"Damn," Gu Zhong put down his glass, "It's Ireland."

"Wrong," Qi Yue raised his eyebrows, "This is Kangbana."

"...Are you sure this isn't a test on me?" Gu Zhong sighed.

"No." Qi Yue shook his head.

"Whiskey is added to Ireland, right?" Gu Zhong picked it up and took another sip to make sure Qi Yue didn't continue to tease him. "I'm pretty good at drinking, maybe I can't taste the wine even if I add it."

"Yo," Qi Yue smiled, "I have it there, do you want to try it?"

"Forget it," Gu Zhong shook his head, "I'm afraid you'll set me up again."

"You're off work in half an hour," Qi Yue stood up, "clean all the tables and chairs before leaving get off work, mop the floor, and clean up the bar..."

"I can't finish it in half an hour, can I?" Gu Zhong was stunned, Qi Yue didn't mention that handyman had this item before, "Besides, wouldn't the table be wiped as soon as the guests left? Do you have to wipe it again? "

"If the guests don't sit at that table all the time, you will have to work overtime if you say a few more words, and there is no overtime pay," Qi Yue smiled without hiding it at all, "Also, your current salary is still the same as that of a skilled bar attendant. It's open……"

Gu Zhong quickly drank the coffee in the cup, took the rag and ran upstairs.

Previously, Gu Zhong always felt that although the blockhouse had three floors, there were only three or four small tables on each floor, and the combined three floors didn't have much area.

But when he started to clean it, he realized that for him alone, this area was enough for him to experience the hardships of life.

There were not many customers on the third floor, so some places were really dusty. He took a rag and wiped it. After wiping, he thought that he had to go downstairs after the water, and then went upstairs to wipe it, and then went downstairs after passing the water... …

On the third trip, Qi Yue looked at him: "Do you know why you took the entrance exam to such a crappy school?"

"Why?" Gu Zhong looked at him holding a rag.

"IQ," Qi Yue sighed, "Can't you take a bucket and carry some water up there?"

"...You didn't say there was a bucket either." Gu Zhong was a little speechless.

"I didn't tell you to leave yesterday, why did you comprehend it for me so actively?" Qi Yue took a small bucket and handed it to him, "Sometimes, people have to be brave enough to face their meager IQ. .”

Gu Zhong opened his mouth, this was the second time in just one hour today that he was speechless.

He picked up the bucket and filled the water and went upstairs in silence.

In order to relieve his fatigue and boredom while wiping the table, Gu Zhong took a closer look at the various knick-knacks in the blockhouse. Apart from a bunch of cute succulents, there were also many small items that were probably found in the second-hand market.

Most of them are small clocks and various watches, and they can still move, although some of them are not accurate, and some seem to have fallen apart, and then they were glued again.

This Qi Yue is really free.

While wiping the table, Gu Zhong was a little worried. The boss is so idle, and this blockhouse probably doesn't make any money. It might close down in a few days...

What to do when it goes bankrupt, will there be a big sale?

Don't miss it when you pass by, the best coffee beans are sold at a discount...

The kind of beans he drank today were not bad. I don't know if the [-]% discount can be equal to his daily allowance.

Will wages be owed if it closes down? Gu Zhong glanced at the billboard outside, and it shouldn't be difficult to climb up.

Worried about the unreliable boss in his heart, he wiped the two upper floors and mopped the floor again, then Gu Zhong went downstairs covered in sweat.

There seemed to be no customers on the first floor, it was empty, and Qi Yue was not in the store either.

"Where's the person?" Gu Zhong said, and just as he turned the corner and took a step towards the bar, he saw a person standing in front of the bar. Before he could speak, another person appeared behind the bar.

Gu Zhong stared at the two of them without making a sound. He originally wanted to ask for something to order because the person who flashed out swallowed it all. This is not a customer.

The two probably didn't expect someone to appear in the store suddenly, and they were all stunned in place.

They just stared at each other, like three qigong masters who were about to communicate with each other.

There is a tacit understanding among the qigong masters, even if one of the three is not in the same group, they can still decide to be together and move together.

When Gu Zhong was about to go to the necessary place leading to the door to block their way, the two rushed towards the door at the same time.

"Run you, uncle!" Gu Zhong didn't have time to stop him, and when he chased after him, he wheeled out the bucket in his hand.

It didn't have much power, the water spilled all over the floor, the bucket didn't even touch the heels of people, and the rag that fell on the ground almost tripped me.

Gu Zhong didn't have time to go to the bar to see what the two of them were up to, so he chased them out and drove them away. In order to give himself some momentum, he even yelled: "Stand! How dare you steal something and run away?" !"

After yelling, he felt that he was yelling strangely, why didn't he run away after stealing things.

Of course, the two of them would not stop because of his roar, and kept their heads on their way.

While chasing, Gu Zhong took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Qi Yue, but the phone hadn't turned on yet, and the person in front suddenly stopped suddenly.

When Gu Zhong saw clearly that the man behind was holding a knife in his hand, his inertia made him almost unable to stop. Even if he tried his best to slow down the speed of his buttocks and try to hold his body, he still faced the knife that was rushing towards him. He greeted him gracefully.

Is this considered a work injury?

If you can't avoid it, you will lose your appearance...

Such a handsome face is not even enough for 20 years...

A hand protruding from the side interrupted his gushing thoughts, grabbing the man's wrist before he could sprint to the knife.

Break down, the tip of the knife is down, and with a stroke of the wrist, the knife is released, and while grasping the handle of the knife, lift it up.

Gu Zhong was stunned to see the man hit on the chin by the knife handle and fell backwards to the ground.

Neat.

Lightning fast.

It's like fast forward.

UI.

Gu Zhong even reorganized his memory after the man fell to the ground to figure out how he fell to the ground and whose hand it was.

However, Qi Yue didn't seem to be interested in these two people, he watched the man get up from the ground and ran away with his accomplices, and even reached out his hand to stop Gu Zhong who wanted to continue chasing after him.

"No, what do you mean!" Gu Zhong stared at him passionately, "These two must have stolen money just now! Just let them go?"

"What kind of money can be stolen, the money is locked in the cash register," Qi Yue put the two plastic bags in his hand, "It's such a big movement to smash the cash register, these two definitely don't dare."

"Let's just forget about the attempt?" Gu Zhong subconsciously took the bag, "I'm not going to clean up after the attempt? Not for his parents..."

"Are you a heroic guard after all, and your sense of justice is overwhelming," Qi Yue looked at him, "Or do you just want to fight?"

Gu Zhong was stunned, and after going through all his questions, he found that he couldn't answer them.

After returning to the store, Qi Yue checked the bar and found that nothing was lost, but there was an extra fruit knife on the ground.

"Just right," he picked up the knife and washed it, then put the knife on the table, "Come, eat something."

Only then did Gu Zhong notice that there were two papayas in the two bags in his hand, and he said casually, "Are you getting breast enlargement?"

"Yes," Qi Yue put his arms on the chairs on both sides, and straightened his chest, "What do you think of the result?"

"...It's pretty good." Gu Zhong sat down.

"Then let's have a good harvest together." Qi Yue took out the papaya and put it on the table and began to cut it. "Your chest is probably an A-. Eat for a while and see if you can get to an A..."

"Can you still do it?" Gu Zhong felt that he lost his appetite.

"Clean up the water on the ground in a while." Qi Yue smiled, took a piece and started to chew.

Gu Zhong dejectedly grabbed a piece and gnawed on it. After eating two pieces, he glanced outside the door and suddenly felt that there was something missing outside the door.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that I still had one very important matter that I hadn't dealt with.

"What about those two?" he said in surprise.

"Didn't I let you run away?" Qi Yue said.

"I said those two were looking for me!" He stood up, walked to the door and looked on both sides.

"Didn't you let people go?" Qi Yue said while eating, "It's just an appointment, who will wait for you for more than an hour."

"You..." Gu Zhong was stunned for a long time before returning to the table and sitting down, "I remembered that you said you wanted to talk about life with me, what about life?"

"The pigeons are released." Qi Yue didn't lift his head.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Gu Zhong was quite shocked, "Your acting is very good! I didn't realize it was so fascinating!"

"I have time to teach you." Qi Yue smiled.

Gu Zhong didn't say anything, the more he thought about holding a piece of papaya, the more he felt ashamed.

If he knew, he was fooled by the boss, but if he didn't know, he shrank back like the two who were just finding fault.

Very shameless.

He sighed.

After taking a bite of the papaya, he sighed again.

"Lung capacity is not good enough," Qi Yue wiped his hands slowly after eating the papaya, "Palpitation and shortness of breath, traditional Chinese medicine says this is..."

"Why are you doing this?" Gu Zhong interrupted him, "I'm going to be laughed at if you're like this."

"What's the joke?" Qi Yue asked.

"What else can I laugh at!" The more Gu Zhong thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, "I'm cowardly, I know how to hide when people come to my door! I've never been cowardly to my dad since I grew up."

"Really?" Qi Yue smiled, "Haven't you ever coaxed your father?"

"Probably not." Gu Zhong quickly fell into deep thought. Since he was a child...he didn't seem to be. When he was a child, he often languished after being beaten. "Well, sometimes I just don't care about it."

"Why are you so lazy?" Qi Yue asked.

"Did we digress?" Gu Zhong came back to his senses.

"Didn't run away, you and your dad are too lazy to care about it, why aren't you lazy with others?" Qi Yue asked again with a serious face, holding his chin.

"The other person is not my father!" Gu Zhong raised his voice.

"Ah," Qi Yue nodded, "That's right...this example is wrong..."

"No, what exactly do you want to say?" Gu Zhong was speechless.

"I want to say that you are a bit of an idiot." Qi Yue said.

"What did you say?" Gu Zhong was stunned.

"Stupid," Qi Yue pointed at him, "You, Gu Zhongzhong."

"Are you okay!" Gu Zhong became furious, "You can't be a life mentor and scold people!"

"I scolded you, what's the matter?" Qi Yue raised his eyebrows and stretched, "I'll give you a chance to do it first."

Gu Zhong glared at him.

Qi Yue kept his stretched posture for a long time, seeing that Gu Zhong hadn't moved, he retracted his arms, supported the table and leaned in front of Gu Zhong's face: "Why, don't you dare?"

"What do you mean?" Gu Zhong stared at him and asked.

"I'm looking for trouble for you," Qi Yue hooked the corner of his mouth, "and let you do it first."

Gu Zhong froze and didn't move, still staring at him, to be honest, his fire had already reached the top of his head, and he could puff out smoke even if he gasped hard.

"Don't dare to be right?" Qi Yue asked in a low voice.

"Fuck." Gu Zhong said.

"Come on." Qi Yue answered immediately.

Gu Zhong didn't move, he backed away a little.

"Do you know why you dare not?" Qi Yue leaned back on his chair, lit a cigarette and looked at him, "Because even if you get rid of the fact that I am your boss, you still know that you can't beat me, so you didn't do anything." .”

Gu Zhong snorted, and made a lot of effort, feeling a little snot coming out, he pulled a piece of paper and wiped his nose.

Qi Yue smiled, smoking a cigarette: "Chuaner..."

"Gu Zhong." Gu Zhong gritted his teeth.

"Zhong Chuaner," Qi Yue looked at him, "No one will not be cowardly all their lives. Some don't want to care about it, and some don't dare to care about it. The only thing you dare to care about is that you think the other party is weaker than you."

Gu Zhong looked at him.

"But," Qi Yue stood up, went to the bar to get an ashtray, walked over to him and bent down, "Even if you clean up those two today, how do you know that those two won't come to you with someone better than you today?" ? Will you be counseled by that time? Do you know what it is to seek counseling for yourself for a little thing?"

Gu Zhong was silent.

"Stupid, shit," Qi Yue said in his ear, "I know you won't listen to me. When you suffer a loss, I'll give you another on-site teaching. Now that you're off work, let's go."

Gu Zhongteng stood up abruptly: "Can I not come?"

"Okay," Qi Yue leaned back on the bar, "but I haven't worked enough for a week and won't get any money."

Gu Zhong turned around and walked out, rushing so hard that he almost bumped into Qi Maomao who was jogging over happily.

"Brother Chuaner," Qi Maomao greeted him, "Are you off work?"

Gu Zhong was full of anger and almost sprayed on her, he turned his head: "What did you call me?"

"Ouch," Qi Maomao took two steps back and patted his chest, "What's wrong with your face?"

"No." Gu Zhong sighed.

"Did my godfather bully you!" Qi Maomao immediately yelled, "Yes! It must be! He always bullies people! Sometimes he even bullies me!"

"Bullying you?" Gu Zhong's anger was instantly extinguished, and he looked at her in surprise.

"Yeah," Qi Maomao threw the schoolbag in his hand on the ground, "Let me tell you, this person has no sympathy, no compassion, and he has to tease someone who is in trouble, just say me, test Isn't it painful to score more than 40 points..."

"Forty... how many points?" Gu Zhong couldn't help interrupting her, "[-] points?"

"Yeah," Qi Maomao tossed his hair, "I'm in so much pain, I didn't do it on purpose, I had diarrhea three times in two hours of the exam, but this man laughed at me for a week, don't tell me Comfort me with fifty cents, not even a dime! Cold-blooded!"

Gu Zhong looked behind her and raised his finger.

Qi Maomao turned his head, and Qi Yue leaned against the door: "You don't have diarrhea and you didn't pass physics..."

"Brother Chuaner, let's chat tomorrow!" Qi Maomao turned around and waved at Gu Zhong, before running into the store, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow?" Qi Yue picked up the schoolbag on the ground and looked at him.

"You have a good idea." Gu Zhong turned around and stepped on the bicycle, and flew away with a whimper.

His willpower is still very firm. Apart from making people feel particularly unreliable in doing business, Qi Yue is also nosy, talkative, and he can't bear to toss employees when he has nothing to do. Just this nosy He really couldn't stand it, mainly because it made him lose face.

Isn't it just to find another job again?

Isn't it just that the plan to earn pocket money stopped cooking as soon as it took a step?

It's no big deal, there is still ten dollars a day guaranteed.

But speaking of it, ten yuan is really a bit too little.

During dinner, he said to his mother: "That pocket money..."

"How about today's winter melon soup? I put a lot of ribs, eat more." Mom said.

"Got it." He quickly gave up the delusion of improving the quality of life from home.

The next day, he rode his bicycle slowly across the street of the gun tower, surveyed the whole street like in slow motion, and finally returned to school dejectedly.

If he didn't go to the gun tower, he could only sit in the classroom and study by himself, holding a book and closing his eyes to rest.

Behind them are the two people in his dormitory, discussing anecdotes collected through various channels during the beginning of school.

The male student chased the female teacher crazily.

The boyfriend committed suicide by cheating on the girl and jumping off the top floor of the boy's dormitory where they lived. When the moon was full, someone could be heard singing from the top of the building.

In the last two sessions, someone drank too much and fell into a puddle, and ran naked for two streets by the way.

……

The more Gu Zhong listened, the more sleepy he became, and he didn't have any gossip to refresh his mind. He lay down on the table, should he still go to the blockhouse?

We are still chatting later, but the plot and painting style have been changed.

Just the boss of our film.

It turned out that there were two, the eldest and the second.

Gu Zhong tilted his head. There is nothing wrong with having an eldest child and a second child, so there is nothing to say.

Beat all the invincible opponents in this area, talk about spirit, be enough friends, full of knives in the ribs.

Gu Zhong closed his eyes, hedgehog.

Later, he still ran into a tough opponent. The boss let the second child run, but the second child refused to run. In the end, he was besieged and beaten to death.

Gu Zhong opened his eyes and turned his head.

In the end, the boss returned to his glory and rose up to counterattack, killing one of the opponent's main players.

Gu Zhong felt very excited, sat up straight and wanted to listen to it again, but the last sentence was unfinished, the first half sentence was still full of enthusiasm, and the latter sentence summed it up.

The eldest went to jail, and the second retired from the rivers and lakes, opened a coffee shop, and took care of the eldest child.

"You're going to tell a story that people can bury it with eggs." Gu Zhong said.

"That's what I've heard. There are rumors in the world, and it happened many years ago," the storyteller said, "There's no way to verify it now."

Gu Zhong felt quite bored, so he stood up, packed up his books and prepared to go out for a walk, and check to see if there was any job recruitment.

When he took his things out of the classroom, he stopped suddenly: "Open a coffee shop?"

"Yes."

Qi Yue's flower arms and the scene of him knocking down a person in one move floated before his eyes.

It feels like the hairs on the whole body are rising and falling like being blown.

Cool.

Gu Zhong didn't know if he was really too hypocritical, he was so picky for a job, or because of the rumors in the world, in short, he felt that he had turned around a lot on the street, and his orientation was quite complicated.

But in the end, he still stood at the gate of the gun tower.

Pretty humiliating.

What's even more embarrassing is that Qi Yue was standing at the door, leaning against the door with his arms folded and smiling happily.

"Hi." Qi Yue said.

"...I'll take a walk." Gu Zhong said sincerely.

"Walking with a cart is so chic," Qi Yue turned and entered the store, "Someone ordered steak on the third floor and delivered it up."

Why?

Not a handyman, just a former handyman.

Gu Zhong felt very sad when he took the tray and walked upstairs carrying a steak.

That's all?

Yesterday I was worried that the blockhouse might go bankrupt due to the unreliable boss, but today Gu Zhong discovered that business is not always so slow.

Although today is only Friday, there have been a lot of customers since noon, and the people ordering things have never stopped.

The new clerk is at work today, and he's spinning around like he's dancing.

Gu Zhong originally wanted to take this moment to see how he makes coffee, but a handyman really doesn’t have the conditions to steal a lesson. He has been in the cycle of carrying the dishes, closing the dishes and wiping the table. He always wanted to stare at Qi Yue when the guests were anxious and uncomfortable.

Qi Yue was busy in the back kitchen for a while when customers ordered steaks, and at other times he was leisurely watching the street view by the window.

After more than two hours of busy work, there were finally fewer people. Gu Zhong took a rag and slowly paddled on the table, doing stretching exercises.

"Tired?" Qi Yue looked at him from the side.

"I don't want to talk anymore." Gu Zhong sighed.

"Didn't you say you won't come today?" Qi Yue said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and slowly opening it, "I also said to post this."

Gu Zhong glanced at the paper, it was a recruitment notice.

There was nothing strange about the recruitment notice, but he never thought that it was the one he saw when he applied for the job.

"Your thing is a family heirloom?" Gu Zhong was so surprised that his back ached, "I used it twice the day I came here last time, are you still using it today?"

"My handwriting is ugly," Qi Yue said, the wind blew in from the window, and the torn part of the paper in his hand fluttered with the wind, "This is written by Maomao, and it's ugly enough, but it's usable."

Gu Zhong stared at the paper, and finally lowered his head: "Are you still hiring?"

"Trick, you two are not enough." Qi Yue said.

"Bring a pen and paper," Gu Zhong threw the rag on the table, "I'll help you write."

Gu Zhong's grades are poor, and he gets into a lot of troubles, but although his character and studies are worrying, his handwriting is quite good.

Pen characters and brush characters were all honed under the tyranny of my father.

Qi Yue rummaged under the bar for about 5 minutes but couldn't find a suitable piece of paper. Finally, he dismantled a milk crate, cut out a piece, and placed it in front of Gu Zhong.

"All right?" he asked.

"...OK." Gu Zhong sat down.

"What kind of pen do you want to use?" Qi Yue asked.

"The only paper left is the packaging," Gu Zhong looked at him, "do you still have to choose a pen?"

Qi Yue took out a black marker pen from his pocket and put it on the table.

Gu Zhong took the torn piece of paper from before, and copied it according to the content on it: "Can you recruit another miscellaneous... just my type of work, can you recruit another one? I ran up and down the upper and lower floors today, and I can get five jobs." Ten times."

"Okay," Qi Yue nodded, took a look at the paper, and said as he walked towards the door, "Your word is a bit different from your person."

Gu Zhong was powerless to refute, he sat on the chair and hooked his feet, saying that his legs became thinner from running, which is completely incorrect, his legs are now swollen like carrots.

The kind that even ten rabbits can't dial out.

In the afternoon, there were not as many guests as in the afternoon. Gu Zhong was not in the mood to sum up why. He just thought it was very, very good.

The new staff at the bar went home at 06:30, and Gu Zhong was the only one working in the store.

It was only now that Qi Yue finally started to help, he was busy behind the bar for a while, and then asked him: "Did you tell the family not to go back to eat?"

"Needless to say, it's all right." Gu Zhong took the tray, which was ordered by the last table of guests at the moment.

"What do you want to eat later?" Qi Yue looked at the table of guests, "We can eat now."

"I'm starving and dazed," Gu Zhong sighed, and added after thinking about it, "But I don't want to eat shit."

Qi Yue laughed, and hooked a chair next to him with his foot: "Sit down."

"Why?" Gu Zhong looked at him very vigilantly, "Don't say that you are not allowed to sit casually during working hours."

"Then you stand." Qi Yue said.

Gu Zhong sat down.

"It stands to reason," Qi Yue stood behind him and put his hands on his shoulders, "The legs and feet should be the most tired right now..."

Gu Zhong turned his head and looked at his hands.

"But now I don't have the conditions to pinch your legs." Qi Yue's hand grabbed his shoulder lightly, lifted it up and then let go, "Let's pinch his shoulder first."

The instant relief from his sore shoulders immediately overwhelmed Gu Zhongxin's shock and vigilance, and he couldn't help but yelled softly, "Hey cool."

Qi Yue smiled, continued to pinch his shoulder, then pushed his head forward, from the neck down to the back of the waist: "Is it better?"

"Have you worked in a hair salon before?" Gu Zhong pressed his forehead against the bar table, squinting his eyes, "Oh, it's so comfortable."

"No." Qi Yue said.

"I won't resign for now," Gu Zhong said, "How about this kind of welfare? Don't waste it."

Qi Yue pressed his fingers on his forehead and pulled it back. He leaned his head on the back of the chair and looked at Qi Yue face to face.

"You have a good idea," Qi Yue said, "Today is to see your hard work."

"By the way, no one has worked hard, why didn't you give him a pinch?" Gu Zhong grinned.

"Because of you two," Qi Yue said, pressing Gu Zhong's forehead when he stopped smiling and wanted to sit up straight, "you are a bit like a friend of mine from before, you idiot."

"How long ago?" Gu Zhong continued to raise his head.

"It's been a long time, when you were young." Qi Yue suddenly had indescribable emotions in his eyes.

A boss, a dick...and a dick.

go through fire and water.

Rumors from a long time ago.

"Is he going to jail?" Gu Zhong asked.

Qi Yue looked at him, and asked after a long time: "Have you watched too many TV dramas?"

"What about this friend?" Gu Zhong asked again.

"I'm in jail," Qi Yue said, looking up at the table of guests, "Go and clean up, that table is gone."

Gu Zhong went over to put away the cups, took them to the back of the bar and washed them while asking, "Is that rumor true?"

"What rumor?" Qi Yue looked at him.

"Just..." Gu Zhong suddenly got stuck. If this rumor is true, it might not be a particularly good thing for Qi Yue. He lowered his head and continued to wash the cup, "Forget it."

"Go home after washing," Qi Yue said, "The door is closed."

"Less than eight o'clock?" Gu Zhong looked at him, "Close the door?"

"Is there a fine for closing the door before eight o'clock?" Qi Yue asked.

"No punishment." Gu Zhong said.

"Then what are you asking?" Qi Yue stretched his waist, "There's no need to wipe other tables, just clean it up."

"Oh," Gu Zhong responded, "Do you want me to close the door for you?"

"No, I'm not leaving," Qi Yue sat down at a table and put his legs on the chair next to him, "I'm staying in the shop."

"Not going home?" Gu Zhong was a little surprised.

Qi Yue turned to look at him: "I don't have a home."

Then he sang with his eyes closed: "My home is in the corner cafe..."

Pentatonic is not very complete.

Gu Zhong gave up the idea of ​​resigning, and went to the blockhouse every day when there was no class, not all because he couldn't find other jobs to do and Qi Yue squeezed his shoulders.

Rather, when he discovered that Qi Yue might be the protagonist in the Jianghu legend, he felt an inexplicable sense of excitement, as if he had stepped on the tip of the Jianghu's tail.

Although you can't be there personally, you can still feel it up close.

A man who runs a coffee shop absent-mindedly, can make coffee, cook steak, has beautiful arms, kung fu, and personality.

And there are legends.

Gee.

But these experiences require patience.

Gu Zhong ran back and forth upstairs and downstairs every day. There were two people at the bar, but the handyman was still missing. He had to do all the things. Every day he felt that he was more and more virtuous.

When I took the time to observe Qi Yue carefully, I found that this man's life was extremely monotonous.

Standing by the window and looking at the street scene seems to be his only entertainment.

I don't know if this is an epiphany after the storm or if this person is just so monotonous.

After just watching it for a month, Gu Zhong didn't experience any quack atmosphere except that he had gradually adapted to the busy job of a handyman and that another handyman seemed to have disappeared into a black hole.

boring.

He stood by the window looking out at the street scene.

What is there to see?People and cars come and go every day.

It was rather late today after get off work, and the two young couples wereted their time like a competition upstairs and downstairs. They didn't leave until Gu Zhong wanted to write FFF on his forehead to protest.

"Close it, close it?" Gu Zhong quickly cleared the table.

"Well," Qi Yue, who had been standing by the window, responded, and walked behind the bar, "There's no need to wash it, you can go back."

"It's okay." Gu Zhong brushed the glass quickly, "To be honest, I feel like I can do the dishes at my family's New Year's party."

"I'll do it later," Qi Yue turned off the tap, "Go back, it's getting late."

"Then I..." Gu Zhong stopped, turned around and wanted to clean up the bar habitually, then turned his head after thinking about it, "Why are you so gentle today?"

"I've always been gentle." Qi Yue said.

"Do you believe this?" Gu Zhong smiled.

"I still believe it now," Qi Yue glanced at him with no expression on his face, "but if you don't leave, you won't believe it."

Gu Zhong noticed that the smile on his face had been put away, and he didn't know where he had provoked him, so he was a little depressed.

Like a girl, she can change as soon as she wants, and she can't find the switch yet.

"That's fine," he threw the rag onto the bar, "I'm leaving."

"Take this." Qi Yue threw an envelope over.

"What?" Gu Zhong picked up the envelope, rubbed it open, took a look inside, and immediately raised his eyebrows, "Salary? So much?"

"Counting the bonus," Qi Yue pushed him out of the bar, "If it's too much, give me half of it."

"Thank you boss." Gu Zhong quickly stuffed the envelope into his pocket, took the bag and ran out the door.

Before he could unlock the bicycle, the rolling gate behind him was pulled down by Qi Yue.

He froze for a moment, Qi Yue had never been so fast before, usually the door could not be closed within 10 minutes, today he didn't even have time to leave, even the curtains were drawn.

"What's wrong?" Gu Zhong stepped on the bicycle and slowly pedaled forward.

After taking a few steps, I turned back to look at the blockhouse, and suddenly saw a van parked on the side of the road, and three people got on and off, and walked quickly to the blockhouse.

Gu Zhong pinched the car brake and stared at those people with his legs propped up.

He didn't go through the main entrance, but walked around from the side.

You are familiar with the road, over there is the back door of the blockhouse.

The three disappeared into the darkness, and the surroundings were silent.

Gu Zhong suddenly felt a breath.

He turned the car around and returned to the gate of the gun tower.

Maybe it was too sensitive, but he still felt that he sensed some kind of danger. He leaned the car against the wall and got close to the window, trying to look in through the gap in the curtain.

None of the curtains of the few windows were left open. Gu Zhong looked at every window like a thief, and only saw a passing figure on the one facing the bar. It's Qi Yue.

Just as he was about to go around to the back door to have a look, there was a sound from inside the room.

The sound was not loud, but it sounded disturbing. It was the sound of the door being kicked into pieces. The back door was an iron door, so there was no sound of kicking. It was the small wooden door between the back kitchen and the front hall that was kicked into pieces.

After the breaking sound, Gu Zhong heard someone talking inside.

He couldn't hear what he said, but his tone and voice could tell it wasn't Qi Yue.

Something is going to happen.

Gu Zhong suddenly felt his hands go numb, and he didn't know whether it was from fright or excitement.

He looked around, but there was nothing he could use, so he went around to the back of the blockhouse, where some old tables and chairs were piled up at the back door.

He gently grabbed half of the chair and approached the back door.

The door was open, and light spilled from within.

The previous talking had stopped, and the room was very quiet.

Gu Zhong carefully poked half of his head into the door, originally intending to look in with one eye first, but with only half an eye, he had already seen the three people just now.

With his back to this side, he stood in a semicircle around Qi Yue.

Gu Zhong's hands gripping the chair were sweating a little, before he could adjust his posture, the person inside suddenly raised his hand, took something he didn't know and slammed it on Qi Yue's back.

The dull sound made Gu Zhong almost shout out, half of his body swayed out from the door, thinking that if the other party made another move, he would rush in.

Qi Yue didn't make a sound, he staggered forward a few steps, and stood up against the wall.

He lowered his head and coughed twice, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes met with Gu Zhong's.

Both of them were stunned.

Qi Yue was obviously much more surprised than him, and it took several seconds before he frowned and mouthed to him: "Let's go!"