It is strictly forbidden to find an ex to sell miserably

After a day's rest, another part-time job is ushered in.

Wen Zhao went to the milk tea shop again, there was a dark blue under his eyes, and his complexion was not good, he looked like he hadn't slept well.

Pu Xing also had a rest yesterday, and when he saw his appearance, he leaned over and giggled twice: "I didn't sleep well last night because I had an appointment with my younger sister. Could it be because you stayed up late to play games?" ?”

Wen Zhao slightly raised his eyelids: "Stay away from me."

"I don't." Pu Xing even pushed forward, "Hey, dating is really fun, unlike some people who can only play games at home, and can't even hold a sister's hand."

Wen Zhao smiled, he knew why Pu Xing kept "targeting" him so meanly, it was just to regain some confidence.

Who made him look so good-looking, many people who came to buy milk tea were for him.

As for the fact that he doesn't like girls, Wen Zhao didn't bother to talk about it, and he didn't think it was necessary, so why talk so much to a stranger?

But he did not sleep well last night.

Before going to bed, he thought about Pei Yuan's posture under him, and brought it into his sleep. He had a dream about spring, woke up early in the morning and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and only then did he slightly remove the sweat from his body. bipolar.

He worked until almost eleven o'clock, and Wen Zhao took advantage of the short break to send Pei Yuan a message: [Mr. Pei, I don't want to eat the food near the milk tea shop at noon, can you make me a copy? ? 】

Pei Yuan: […]

Wen Zhao raised his eyebrows: [The food outside is expensive and unpalatable, and you said that you want to pay back the favors, can't you satisfy even this little requirement? 】

Pei Yuan: [When do you rest? 】

An hour and a half later, Pei Yuan came out of the subway with a rice bag and went straight to the milk tea shop.

Wen Zhao has reached the noon break time, almost 45 minutes.

Pu Xing is not here, and has already gone to a nearby restaurant with other shop assistants, otherwise, if he sees Pei Yuan's face, he will definitely be shocked. Isn't this the handsome guy he said before that he can also have plastic surgery.

The customers in the store came one after another, but it was impossible for the store manager not to let people go to eat.

Pei Yuan glanced at the situation in the store, and asked blankly, "Where do you want to eat?"

"Go to the square over there." Wen Zhao pointed to a location.

Pei Yuan: "Yes."

The snow in Crane City stopped after falling for a while this morning, and the ground has been blown clean by the wind long ago, but the wind in the air blowing on the face still makes people feel like a knife is slicing their own flesh.

Wen Zhao glanced at Pei Yuan several times, but he seemed hesitant to speak.

Pei Yuan was patient and didn't ask any questions.

After walking for 3 minutes, I arrived at the square mentioned by Wen Zhao. There are many tables and chairs here for people to rest. Naturally, you can also eat here, but the premise is that you must clean it up, otherwise you will be discovered by the staff Yes, you will be fined.

The two found an empty seat in a corner and sat down.

It's still lunch time, and it's bustling here, and most of them are migrant workers who came out with their own fresh-keeping boxes.

Pei Yuan put the food he brought on the table.

Three dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables, and a big bowl of rice.

Wen Zhao picked up the chopsticks, with a smile in his eyes: "Teacher Pei is too good."

Pei Yuan didn't want to talk to him, so he gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Wen Zhao put a piece of meat on the rice, and said "tsk": "Fortunately, Teacher Pei came to the door and said that he would pay back the favor, otherwise I will have another expensive and unpalatable meal at noon today, thank you Pei Teacher's timely rain."

Pei Yuan put his arms around his arms, and when he heard him say "Teacher Pei" and mentioned the matter of repaying favors, he felt uncomfortable everywhere, but he didn't show it. He just replied very politely: "You're welcome."

Wen Zhao suddenly felt bored and buried himself in eating.

Pei Yuan looked at his phone.

It was the same yesterday afternoon, one was eating and the other was watching the phone, but now the location is different.

Wen Zhao had no chance to taste Pei Yuan's cooking before, but this is the first time, and I have to say that he was a little surprised. It was the most appetizing meal he ate since he planned to sell it badly. It was moderately salty. , The soup is also delicious.

In fact, he had heard Pei Yuan talk about his family before, but he didn't have any idea.

"Pei Yuan."

Wen Zhao wanted to confirm again: "How old were you when you started cooking at home?"

"Six years old."

Wen Zhao: "...it's early."

When he was six years old, he was still a picky eater, and the chefs in the family changed one after another.

Pei Yuan frowned: "Why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing."

Pei Yuan pursed his lips, then turned his eyes back to the phone, wondering if getting along with Wen Zhao now gave him a very harmonious illusion, or he had other thoughts, he opened his mouth again : "My dad used to work outside and asked my mom to stay in the village to take care of the old man. The old man was not in good health. As long as I can remember, I have helped my mom in the kitchen, sometimes by lighting the fire, and sometimes by standing on a small stool to help cook. .”

Wen Zhao listened while eating. Hearing Pei Yuan's light and light tone, his heart seemed to be pulled.

"My dad basically just came back for the Chinese New Year, stayed for a few days and then left. When I was six years old and I was cooking for the family alone, my mother was pregnant with my sister at that time, and it was difficult for me to move." Pei Yuan said calmly , "So strictly speaking, I have been able to cook since I was six years old."

Wen Zhao paused while eating, then returned to normal and nodded.

Pei Yuan didn't say anything, Wen Zhao was still eating quietly.

The atmosphere is a bit weird.

There was a commotion in all directions, and people at one table came out to fight the landlord with poker cards, and the laughter was very loud.

After a while, Wen Zhao held his chopsticks and looked at Pei Yuan: "Auntie..."

"How are you doing now?"

"It's okay." Pei Yuan stared at the phone and replied.

Wen Zhao nodded: "That's good."

After that accident, Yu Chunxia's health was not as good as before, and he couldn't do too much heavy work. Fortunately, Pei Yuan had already graduated and grown up, so he didn't need her to worry about himself, so he persuaded Yu Chunxia to take a good rest early. Most of the time, he did as he did, but then he quietly got busy behind Pei Yuan's back.

Fortunately nothing happened.

About 10 minutes later, the lunch came to an end. Pei Yuan glanced at the time on the phone, and then looked at Wen Zhao: "It's almost there, you have to go back to work." He took out a tissue and wiped the table, "I'll go back first."

Wen Zhao didn't move: "...OK."

As soon as Pei Yuan left, Wen Zhao's eyelashes drooped, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

When they were still together before, he never heard Pei Yuan bring up such a detailed matter, but now, it's been three years since they broke up that he knows so clearly.

Wen Zhao supported his forehead, and the phone vibrated in his pocket when he got up.

He took it over and saw that it was Lu He calling.

"Hey, brother." Wen Zhao raised his foot, with a smile in his voice.

Lu He followed suit with a smile: "Xiao Wen, I'm here on business in Crane City, and I'll be staying for a few days. When are you free? Come out and have dinner together, brother invites you."

"Okay."

"So how about tonight?"

"Okay, which one do you want to eat, send me the name of the shop, and I will ask the secretary to make a decision."

After not talking much, the phone hung up.

Wen Zhao put the phone back in the bag, feeling better with Lu He's arrival.

Lu He is not his own brother, nor his cousin, but the son of the former driver of his family, and he and he grew up together, but after Lu He graduated, he became busy, and has been working hard all these years. Working hard in their company, relying on their strong business ability to get promoted all the way, and now they are a high-level executive in their company.

Lu He is usually really busy and doesn't have time to fall in love, and Wen Zhao likes to stay in Crane City, so the two meet much less frequently.

Lu He came to Crane City on a sudden business trip this time, and he must be lying if he said he was unhappy.

Wen Zhao raised his lips.

Pei Yuan returned home and washed the lunch box, then sat on the sofa and read a book. He had already realized his behavior at noon.

At once……

Saying too much.

He lowered his eyelashes and turned the pages of the book, but when he thought of Wen Zhao's appearance, he couldn't calm down and continue reading. Instead, he turned up the chat dialog box with Wen Zhao, basically there were no chat records, After all, it wasn't long before it was added.

There used to be quite a few on that old phone, but it's long gone.

Xiao He just completed another order from Party A, and sent a message to Pei Yuan: [Brother Yuan!Do you drink at night?I'll treat! 】

Pei Yuan refused: [No. 】

Xiao He: 【All right then. 】

Pei Yuan let out a breath, and asked again: [Do you know why Wen Zhao didn't find an easier job? 】

Xiao He: [I know. 】

Wen Zhao had already gotten angry with him before, so he replied: [Brother Wen also worked in a certain company before. It was not as hard as it is now, and it was okay from nine to six in the morning, but he offended his boss, and the boss kept giving him Wearing small shoes forced him to resign, and the company's influence was not bad, so he greeted his colleagues. Later, Brother Wen interviewed several other companies, but failed, so he went to interview at a milk tea shop. 】

Pei Yuan: [Okay, I see. 】

Xiao He tentatively asked: 【Brother Yuan, why are you asking this all of a sudden? 】

Did Wen Zhao reveal his secrets?

Pei Yuan's reply came quickly: [Nothing. 】

It is impossible for him to tell Xiao He, a "traitor", that he is thinking about how long this favor will last.

or……

In the name of repaying favors, how long did she stay in front of Wenzhao.

Pei Yuan's eyelids twitched, and his heart was in a mess.