San Fu

May Day is the first holiday after school starts, and it is very exciting. Tang Li and Li Zirui packed their luggage early as usual, and turned on their mobile phones every day to check whether their train numbers and dates are correct.

Ma Xiao didn't go home as usual, in addition to the usual part-time job at night, Duan Feifei introduced him to a part-time job during the holidays.

To Jiang Kuo's surprise, Ma Xiao bought a box of big cherries for each of the three people in their dormitory.

"It's quite expensive, isn't it?" Tang Li said, "Why waste money?"

"I bought discounted ones from the proprietress, it's not expensive," Ma Xiao said, "It's quite sweet."

"It's not an important day either." Li Zirui opened the box, took one and ate it, "Hmm! Sweet! Why do you want to buy this for us to eat?"

"The important day is deliberate." Ma Xiao said.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.

"You're welcome." After Ma Xiao finished speaking, he walked out of the dormitory.

Jiang Kuo looked at the cherry in his hand, a little happy. Ma Xiao is a person who is not willing to use it easily in his pocket, so his thoughts are as difficult to capture as a person like him who seems to be a non-staff member of the dormitory... Thinking about it this way Tang Li and Li Zirui really worked hard... It was a pleasant surprise to suddenly receive a gift from Ma Xiao today, which was obviously intended to express gratitude to the roommates.

To be honest, Jiang Kuo had never confiscated such a gift before.

He took the cherry out of the dormitory, went to 107, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Duan Feifei answered inside.

Jiang Kuo pushed open the door and saw him crouching in the recliner with his computer in his arms.

"Is this chair fixed?" Jiang Kuo was taken aback.

"It's been repaired, but not all of it is repaired," Duan Feifei got up and showed him, "Now only this angle can be adjusted, but it's enough."

"Oh," Jiang Kuo didn't feel too embarrassed to worry too much about the recliner. After all, it would be very painful to mention the reason for the breakage. He handed the cherry in his hand to Duan Feihua, "Do you want to eat it?"

At the same time as he asked this sentence, he saw a small box of cherries on Duan Feifan's table, a whole box.

Duan Feifei took the cherries in his hand: "Ma Xiao also bought cherries for your dormitory, right?"

"Ah," Jiang Kuo walked over to look at the box of cherries, then turned to look at Duan Feifan, "He gave you this?"

"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded, and took one from the box he brought, "It's quite big."

"Why?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "He brought you a whole box!"

"Is it for your small box?" Duan Feifei took another one and ate it.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei didn't speak, went to open the box, took two out of it, and put them back into the box.

"...Why?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"Repay you first, I think you will die of grievance," Duan Feifei said and took two more and put them in the box, "I'll add two more for you."

Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing: "Thank you."

"I have always reserved part-time jobs that are rich and not tiring for Ma Xiao," Duan Feifei said, "he has to treat me differently."

"How much is this box?" Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "You shouldn't accept him if he works part-time for two days."

"I still have to accept it," Duan Feihua said, "It would be embarrassing if he didn't accept him. With his personality, it would be very difficult for him to knock on my door. It would be inappropriate for me not to accept him."

"Here's the small box for you." Jiang Kuo said.

"Did you take that box?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"You're going home tomorrow, do you want to take this box with you?" Duan Feifei said.

"...Is May Day holiday tomorrow?" Jiang Kuo was taken aback.

"Otherwise, I would have filled out the holiday form last week." Duan Feifei said.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo said suddenly a little melancholy.

Not a little bit.

is very.

very.

Quite melancholy.

It is not necessary to go home, but he really wants to go back and stay for two days. The online store will go online after May [-]st. These days, Jiang Lele thinks that there are tourists everywhere, so he went home. He happened to go back and chat with Jiang Lele face to face. Let's chat, inquire about the live delivery of goods.

Another very important reason is that these few days of vacation, if he really doesn't go home, he doesn't know how to live.

The new store has already finished packing, just scrubbing and washing and waiting for the move. He doesn't need to do anything. On Niusandao's side, the old uncle is packing the things in the store these days, and he doesn't need any help.

The dormitory and the tenth floor are probably his only places to go on May Day.

It's too awful.

I can't see Duan Feifan yet.

Why don't you go home and pretend to miss your loving father and strict mother.

"Have you packed all your things?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded, "Tomorrow, I will carry a bag on my back."

"Do you have any work to explain these few days?" Duan Feifei asked again.

"Just... the shelves and display cabinets over the deli may arrive," Jiang Kuo said, "All I have left is your phone number, and I have written all the copywriting for the online store. See if there is anything you want to add .”

"Okay, leave it to me." Duan Feifei said.

"Is it because old uncles are going to move back to their house after May [-]st?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well," Duan Feifei sighed softly, "He has been quite uncomfortable these two days."

"After all, I have been living in the market," Jiang Kuo said, "more than ten years."

"Yes," Duan Feifei said, "I have spent more than half of my time there since I was a child."

Jiang Kuo was already very melancholy, but when he heard this, he became even more melancholy, and his nose felt a little sour.

Duan Feifei's life is changing uncontrollably little by little. The life he is familiar with and the people he is familiar with are disappearing little by little. In the market, those friends who grew up together or watched him grow up, even those who are good at maintaining relationships like Duan Feifei It is also difficult for people who live together to ensure that they can stay in place after the environment they lived together disappears.

"I stayed at home for about two or three days and then came back," Jiang Kuo said. "When I came back, I asked my friends from the market to come out for a drink. I didn't thank them formally for the last time."

"No need," Duan Feifei smiled, "They didn't do anything, and they didn't eat less."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "Okay, I'll get in touch, and when you come back, I'll take them to the big family."

"Hmm." Jiang Kuo smiled.

Before he got up early in the morning, Da Pao called, and he persisted until Jiang Kuo was so angry that he picked up the phone without sleepiness: "Did you fucking redial the button locked?"

"I'm at the door of your dormitory," Da Pao said. "The guard won't let me in. Otherwise, I can go directly to your bed and grab you. What time is it?"

"I don't care what time it is!" Jiang Kuo said, "I don't care what time it is by car, so I'd rather take the high-speed rail!"

"Hurry up, if you don't go, you have to eat dinner on the way." Da Pao said.

Jiang Kuo wanted to curse again, but after glancing at the time on the phone, he shut up, hung up the phone and jumped off the bed.

It's past ten.

Tang Li was in the car early in the morning, so he left early at this moment, and there was no one in the dormitory.

After running into the toilet, Jiang Kuo backed out again, and a piece of paper was pasted on the toilet door.

-When you see this note, it means that you have overslept. I left the note at 09:30. I bought breakfast and asked if you want to eat. I didn’t expect that you didn’t wake up after I finished eating.Duan handsome.

Jiang Kuo was stunned for a while before going into the toilet while enjoying himself again.

When he came out after washing, he took off the note and folded it and put it in his pocket.

There was nothing on the table, and there was no trace of the breakfast that Duan Feifei said, which means that this person took the breakfast and finished eating in his dormitory, then left a note telling him that you must have overslept, and then left.

I didn't leave him a bite earlier.

Awesome.

Jiang Kuo put on his coat and picked up his bag. When he went out, Tang Li's broken thoughts sounded in his head: "The last person to leave the dormitory must remember to close the window, close the door and turn off the lights. Remember to take your own things. Four Words, reaching out for money, ID card keys, mobile phone wallets..."

Tang Li's nagging was still useful. Jiang Kuo looked around according to his prompts, and after confirming that everything was done, he closed the door and left the dormitory.

When he passed 107, he knew that Duan Feifan was no longer in the dormitory, and there were probably only three people in the whole building, so he stopped and listened.

When standing at the door, there is always an illusion that the door will suddenly open, and Duan Feifei is wearing big pants and slippers, standing inside and looking at him in shock: "What?"

He smiled, ran out of the dormitory, and yelled as he passed the duty room: "Uncle Zhao, I'm leaving."

"Have a safe trip, the holidays are fun." Uncle Zhao said with a smile.

"Be early in the back seat." Da Pao yelled in the car when he saw him come out.

Jiang Kuo opened the door of the back seat, threw his bag in, took the cannon and packed it early, and sat in the passenger seat.

The breakfast is very high-end. It looks like the package is a hotel morning tea. It has been a long time since he had such a high-end breakfast. The most expensive breakfast he had after school started was the 30 yuan soy milk fritters that Ding Zhe invited.

"Where's Duan Feifan?" Da Pao asked.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "Do you need something from him?"

"...I'm looking for him for something," Da Pao started the car, "It's just strange that I didn't see him coming to see you off."

"What's strange," Jiang Kuo opened the breakfast box, "He's back to Niusandao to work."

"You..." Da Pao looked at him and frowned, "Could it be... It's only been a few months, and we're going to split?"

"Get out," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Did you count the words, did you say these words casually?"

"I didn't say it casually," said Cannon, "I said it very seriously."

"No." Jiang Kuo took a mouthful of siu mai.

"Have you had a fight?" Cannon asked.

"Where are there so many questions?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue. Considering that Da Pao might keep asking if he didn't say anything, he added briefly, "We discussed it and calmed down for a while."

This answer failed to shut Da Pao's mouth. He made a breakthrough from another angle: "...why do you suddenly have to calm down?"

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo looked out the window, "Why are you so annoying, you think I'm pushing him too hard, so let's back off and let everyone relax."

"Will we still be together in the future?" Da Pao asked.

Jiang Kuo turned back to look at him: "Why are you so worried that we are not together?"

"I think if you're really looking for it," Cannon tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "he's pretty good, there's no such thing for another one."

"Yo." Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Hu is pretty good at remembering people."

"I didn't just say he was good because of the things he helped out last time," Da Pao said, "It's just a feeling."

"Well," Jiang Kuo smiled, "Then you feel quite right."

"That's right," Fan Jiabao said, "Did I say the other day that I just take what I see is useful, you fucking emptied me!"

"Yeah," Duan Feihua said, "it's all available, you can go to my store to see, and they all have their destinations."

"Return..." Fan Jiabao laughed, but immediately returned to his previous tone, "Are you still at [-]!"

"Here." Duan Feifei said.

"Wait," Fan Jiabao said, "I'm going up now."

After hanging up the phone, Duan Feifei walked into the bedroom to have a look, wondering where the bed would be more suitable.

The rent of Fan Jiabao’s apartment is quite cheap. One is the price given by acquaintances. The other is that the rent in this area is not high. Although it is only one street away from the market, this street is an important road out of the city, and there are many large trucks at night. Yes, it's a bit noisy.

All in all, it’s okay. With the windows closed and the air conditioner turned on at night, the sound from the outside is not obvious. There were more suitable ones before, but it’s not worth renting in advance. Only now, Fan Jiabao’s set is the most suitable one.

Within 2 minutes, Fan Jiabao entered the door on the phone, and it seemed that he was nearby.

As soon as he entered the door, Duan Feifei was waiting for him to question him, but Fan Jiabao looked at him first and asked, "Do you play cards?"

"...Don't fight." Duan Feifei said.

"Let's do it later," Fan Jiabao said into the phone, "I can't find anyone right now, it's around noon."

After hanging up the phone, he raised his hand: "Come on, let me tell you."

Duan Feifei glanced around, is there anything else in this room that needs to be said.

"Don't decorate it yourself, you know," Fan Jiabao said, "The things in the kitchen and bathroom were changed only last year. Don't move them. If they are moved, I will restore them after check-out."

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

"You have to take the trash downstairs by yourself. The property management doesn't help you go upstairs to pick up the trash." Fan Jiabao walked around the room, "There's nothing else."

"I see." Duan Feifei said.

"Isn't there anything in the warehouse that can be used here?" Fan Jiabao said, "I remember there was a water dispenser or a purifier. Didn't bring some here? You can't use it in your store, right?"

"...Take it later." Duan Feifan said, "I can't just put it here in front of you."

"Hey," Fan Jiabao sighed, "Take it. It's okay to take it out. I can rent it out when it happens to be vacated. When will you come in to live in this house?"

"July is about the same," Duan Feifei said, "My dad will come out then."

Fan Jiabao glanced at him and reacted quickly: "The Niu Sandao they said is in jail, is it your father?"

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

"Amazing," Fan Jiabao slapped his hands, "Let's go, I'll treat you to coffee."

"Forget it," Duan Feifei said, "I have to go back to eat later."

"What do you mean?" Fan Jiabao looked at him, "Do you mean to ask me to treat you to dinner?"

"Drink coffee," Duan Feifei said, "Let's go."

Fan Jiabao has a lot of houses and shops, but the amazing thing is that he seems to be obsessed with opening coffee shops. In addition to the coffee shop opposite Brother Song's house and the one he met that day, he also has a coffee shop near the market here.

"Are all the coffee shops you own?" Duan Feifei sat by the bar, watching Fan Jiabao busy.

"Well," Fan Jiabao put away the coffee maker, "It's just that the location is not good and the business is not good."

"You can do other things too." Duan Feifei said.

"It doesn't matter," Fan Jiabao said, "I just like making coffee and selling coffee. I blend all the beans myself."

"I can't tell." Duan Feifei said honestly.

"That's right, don't say you can't see it, even my parents can't see it," Fan Jiabao pushed a thing like a wine glass in front of him, "Look, I'm pretty good at hand pouring. "

Duan Feifei watched him holding a kettle, pouring water into the ground coffee, pouring it once and then stopping, sometimes turning it around, sometimes aiming at the middle, but he couldn't see why.

Fan Jiabao's performance was in vain, if Jiang Kuo was sitting here, he would probably be able to give him some response.

Sitting here and watching it myself, I can only say one thing: "It's very interesting."

Fan Jiabao put down the pot, looked at him and sighed: "I still guessed wrong."

"Huh?" Duan Feifei smiled.

"I think your guy knows how to drink," Fan Jiabao said, "I thought you could understand something when you were always with him."

Duan Feifei looked at him, and asked after a while: "Who is there?"

"Jiang Kuo, it's called Jiang Kuo." Fan Jiabao clicked his tongue, "Don't pretend to be me, you can tell."

Duan Feifei took a sip of coffee, which was much worse than Jiang Kuo's tea.

"It's better than I thought." He complimented against his will.

"Then you two have similar tastes." Fan Jiabao began to make coffee for himself, "he also drank this style last time."

"You have a good memory." Duan Feifei smiled.

To be exact, your memory is quite unique. You can't remember Jiang Kuo's name, but you do remember what coffee he drank.

Is it because the business has slowed down to such an extent? In the past six months, I have sold a cup of coffee to Jiang Kuo.

"I usually only come here to fall in love," Fan Jiabao said, "I can't remember others, but because you two are two men, I remember it. It's rare."

"Well," Duan Feifei looked at the store, "Do you have no employees in this store?"

"It's still there in the morning, but it's gone now," Fan Jiabao said, "Let me scold and run away. There must be three or five scolds in a month."

"I have a bad temper." Duan Feifei said.

"Our rich second generation has this kind of temper." Fan Jiabao said.

Duan Feifei looked at him and said nothing.

What he said was not quite right. Jiang Kuo didn't have such a temper. It was true that he didn't hold back his emotions, but he didn't know how to curse people when he really opened a store, so he probably didn't even bother to speak.

"It's still different from Jiang Kuo," Fan Jiabao said, "I, the second generation of nouveau riche, have a bad temper and a bad temper. His family should be really rich and look down on us."

"No," Duan Feifei said, "he's not that kind of person."

"Ask him to come and play when you have time," Fan Jiabao said, "You two don't need money to drink coffee, and if I'm not here, you can do it yourself."

"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "If you want to eat beef, you can go to the store to get it."

Fan Jiabao took a sip of coffee, looked at him and smiled: "Did Jiang Kuo go home for vacation?"

Yo, you know all this?

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

"I guess it is," Fan Jiabao sighed, "You don't have much energy, you're so frowning."

Duan Feifei clicked his tongue.

"Go and play with him at his house." Fan Jiabao said.

"I have a lot of things going on here, I can't leave." Duan Feifei said.

"Then tell him not to go back," Fan Jiabao said, "It's hard work, it looks like we've only been talking for a few days."

"Huh?" Duan Feifei smiled, "He's definitely going back."

"How funny, come back when it's set." Fan Jiabao's voice became louder, and he looked at him with disgust, "Just say don't come back, stay! Stay with me!"

Duan Feifei didn't make a sound, feeling that he was going to sing in the next second.

"Isn't it?" Fan Jiabao knocked on the bar, "If he's okay, he won't leave."

"Then he has something to do." Duan Feifei smiled.

"He'll tell you if there's something wrong, then go!" Fan Jiabao said, "Then it's not too late for you to stay here and look down."

"Fuck." Duan Feifei smiled and took a sip of his coffee.

Fan Jiabao's expression was a bit exaggerated, but it didn't seem to be completely unreasonable. Apart from this situation, it was considered special. He had never made any demands on Jiang Kuo.