Unchangeable

The wonton shop in Tangcheng is slightly larger than a palm, and it can accommodate eight long tables. Because the boss likes spaciousness, only three tables are placed on the left and right sides.

Mi Beiming loves to eat wontons, and after coming here with Liang Xu once, she is amazing. Every time she eats a bowl in the store, and before leaving, she also brings a bag of freshly frozen ones to cook at home.

"Can't Liang Xu do it?" Tang Cheng asked Mi Beiming, "With his craftsmanship, if I opened a store next to me, I would have to be robbed of the business by him and close down."

"I'm tired of eating." Mi Beiming didn't show any face, "What kind of meat does he buy, I can tell what stuffing he wants to wrap at a glance."

Liang Xu was very proud: "Well, you are the only one with this ability."

Wonton shop business is lukewarm, and the signboard is called "Wonton shop".

Tang Cheng walked around the kitchen wearing a dark green apron. He was the only one with multiple roles: purchasing, chef, cash register, cleaning and washing dishes.When he rented this shop, he did everything from water and electricity wiring to decoration.

A retired special soldier who fought against drug smuggling and human trafficking on the border of the country. The bullet grazed his spine, only a few millimeters away. He will have to bid farewell to walking for the rest of his life and spend his days in a wheelchair.

Enough of the tense days, it's good to only deal with exquisite little wontons every day, and the leisure is like a fairy.

Liang Xu pushed open the glass door and came in. The smell of noodle soup was so tangy that it made his stomach growl after he hadn't eaten well for days.

There were not many people in the store, and the wind and snow outside made the room very cozy. He walked to the kitchen and said bluntly, "Let me have a bowl of soup first."

Tang Cheng watched him up and down, and gave him a bowl full of soup and wontons, but he probably still had little hope, and he couldn't save Fa Xiao's broken voice that was damaged by smoke.

The two sat face to face, Tang Cheng didn't rush, watching Liang Xu bury his head in the soup, he guessed a lot in his heart.

"About two hours ago, Xiaomi came here." Tang Cheng said, "with his mother."

Liang Xu's spoon paused, and said nonsense, "Come to eat wontons?"

"He's just sitting where you are now, playing with his phone with his head down, pretending that he doesn't know me. It was his mother who ordered and told me that they came here for shopping, and Xiaomi recommended me to have dinner."

Liang Xu drank the soup slowly, and the warm clear soup felt very comfortable sliding down his throat.

Tang Cheng said concisely: "Did you quarrel?"

Liang Xu twitched the corner of his mouth, barely a wry smile: "Break up."

There was no change in his expression. I don't know if Tang Cheng felt surprised. He recalled for a moment and said, "That kid looks stronger than you. He also has dark circles under his eyes, and he doesn't have the slightest energy in his body, but at least there is no injury on his face. .”

The customers who finished eating next to them left one after another, and the store gradually became empty, and no new customers came in because before Liang Xu came, the closing notice was hung on the glass door.

Tang Cheng asked Liang Xu to eat slowly: "It's not enough, there is more."

Liang Xu said, "Enough."

Tang Cheng stood up and put away the table and chopsticks.The hands covered with years of scars look a little shocking. They have held knives and guns, saved people and killed people. Now they are more proficient in wrapping small ravioli than guns, and they are as comfortable as a big dream.

They are all ordinary people.

He took off his apron, sat back opposite Liang Xu, and asked, "Injury, how did you do it?"

Liang Xu was full, his stomach was warm, and his muscles and bones recovered one by one.

He leaned against the back of the chair, and fumbled in his pocket for a cigarette, but it was empty, so he just put his hand in the pocket.

"Two days ago..." He changed his words and laughed, "It was two weeks ago. I came to see you. I saw that the lights in your store were on, and the sign said 'Come back soon'. I wanted to see you Boxing gym. Then I went to Nanyuan Street by myself and fought twice."

Tang Cheng understood: "Then I escaped."

Liang Xu smiled lowly, knowing that he was trying to make himself happy, but he couldn't beat Tang Cheng.

"That day, to tell you the truth, I was in the coffee shop next door."

Liang Xu cast a questioning look in the past.

Tang Cheng also laughed: "I'm on a blind date. You can't invite someone to drink wonton soup."

Liang Xu was very curious: "Who introduced it? Or yourself—?"

When Tang's father and Tang mother were determined to join the army in Tangcheng, they cried and even threatened to die but failed to keep their son.Now the two old people have nothing else to ask for, as long as their son is alive and well, they don't worry about anything.

"Random blind date." Tang Cheng still finds it very absurd when he recalls it.

"A girl, dressed like the clothes of the British court in the last century, called Luota Tower. She came to my store holding a selfie stick, introduced me to her mobile phone, and said that I was her random blind date today. I don’t know if the challenge will be successful.”

Liang Xu was also very surprised: "Anchor?"

Tang Cheng nodded: "There are still customers in the store, and they all join in the fun. They urged me to agree. I don't want to spoil the little girl's face. She said that 30 people are watching. If I agree, is it okay?" Show your face."

Liang Xu looked forward to it: "What do you say?"

"I said 'I don't agree'. I didn't agree to show my face, and I only patted her shoulders. I invited her to have a cup of coffee next to her, and went through the question and answer process according to her script, and then exchanged contact information. She succeeded in the challenge."

Liang Xu couldn't hold back, and his mood was rarely relaxed: "You accompanied me all the way?"

Tang Cheng sighed, and sighed with a smile: "Yes. Young people have so much work to do nowadays, they can't keep up."

"What's the anchor's name? I'll go back and have a look."

"Farewell, there's nothing to see."

Liang Xu took out his mobile phone: "Then I will search for keywords, maybe it has already been released."

Tang Cheng let him go, and asked, "Have a drink? Or accompany you to the hospital to register and see your smoking voice."

"Going to the hospital is worse than going to the boxing gym."

"The boxing gym is fine, but the tennis hall is fine."

Liang Xu searched to no avail, and said with a smile, "I can do anything."

"Speaking of which, I haven't heard you play the suona for a long time, do you still play it now?"

Liang Xu shook his head lightly: "I don't blow it too much. He doesn't like it, he finds it noisy."

Tang Cheng admired him for being young, love really makes people stumble, and he stumbles hard.

He stood up and was about to say "Let's go" when there was a "bang" in the store and it was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Liang Xu asked, "Trip?"

"The electricity bill is overdrawn. A few days ago, I sent a text message to remind me that the balance is insufficient. Every time I go to recharge the card, there are too many people, and I am too lazy to line up."

"Can you still charge it now? Where are your two freezers?"

"Yes. I'll go by myself, and I'll be back in 10 minutes." Tang Cheng pulled out the recharge card in the dark, "I just opened the door to change the air and release the smell, so you guard it for me."

Liang Xu said, "OK."

Tang Cheng didn't even wear a coat, just a shirt and opened the door and left.

Liang Xu was the only one left in the shop, it was dark, the cold wind was blowing, and it was quiet.

Liang Xu had a reflexive resistance to this environment. He stood with his hands down for a moment, then took off his long trench coat and put it on the back of the chair, rolled up his cuffs to the crook of his arms, and took the empty bowl he had eaten to the kitchen.

The sound of the running water was a pleasant solace.

There was no electricity to burn the gas, and the water flowing through the fingers was like melting ice and snow, which soon froze Liang Xu's hands to the point of numbness and pain.

He didn't seem to care at all, bent over slightly, and carefully cleaned the bowls one by one with a sponge and detergent.

Before 10 minutes had passed, or even just two or three minutes later, a person rushed in at the door, panting heavily, and shouted in a questioning tone, "Brother Tang Cheng?"

The foam was carried away by the flowing water, and Liang Xu's movements froze all of a sudden.

Mi Beiming took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked as he approached, "Why don't you turn on the light? I'm here to find my mother—"

The light from the flashlight shone into the kitchen, revealing Liang Xu's silent figure without a doubt.

The air is so cold that the tip of the nose is sour, and the space that is too quiet can also give people the illusion of tinnitus.

Holding the sponge, Liang Xu turned around to face Mi Beiming.

I don't know whose heartbeat got into my ears, or the cold water in the sponge mixed with foam hit the ground drop by drop.

The phone fell from mid-air, with the screen facing down, making a broken sound.

This little movement seemed to be falling apart.

Mi Beiming finally woke up with a start, and took a step back suddenly, her mind was still blank.I have fantasized about countless times of reunion, and every time he will pass by without paying attention, it is definitely not like this, being choked for breath, trying to escape in a hurry.

Liang Xu didn't move, he still stood silently, watching Mi Beiming pick up the phone and watching him run away.

Then it was empty.

Obviously, there is so much snow this year, if you walk around hand in hand, or swing on the swing, you can grow old together.

The blood on the tightly pressed lips disappeared, and the roots of the teeth were sore from the excessive force of the bite.

Liang Xu threw the sponge back into the pool, and cursed in a low, hoarse voice: "Fuck."

Hiding in the darkness, he swung his fist heavily towards the wall.

His Beta was right, he was indeed like a dog, like a stray dog ​​abandoned by its owner.

The front of the fist was covered with blood, and fragments of tiles fell scatteredly.

Liang Xu left the kitchen, returned to the seat where Tang Cheng had sat just now, pulled the chair away, then squatted on the ground, and took a picture of a thin chain, silver, stuck to the wall seam with his mobile phone.

Liang Xu picked up the bracelet, guessing it was what Mi Beiming was looking for.

With a "pop", the lights suddenly brightened just like when it was dark.

Liang Xu put the bracelet into the pocket of his windbreaker, and looked back at his masterpiece of violence and madness. There were three empty squares on the wall and three broken tiles.

The payment QR code was pasted on the glass window of the kitchen. Liang Xu scanned the code and transferred 1000 yuan to Tangcheng along with tonight's delicious wontons.

He lowered his hands, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and laughed at himself, "Mad dog."

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