Top secret

"Old Jiang, you can just live here with peace of mind." Zhou Ping poked the big parasol that he didn't know where he got into the ground, "Look, later you move a small bench and sit here to bask in the sun, maybe you can still enjoy it." It can develop a second time and grow taller."

Jiang Yuzhou raised his head and glanced at him without speaking, continuing to smoke silently.

"You should smoke less, you have a few cigarettes to spare right now." Zhou Ping saw that Jiang Yuzhou was about to light another cigarette after smoking one, so he reached out and snatched the cigarette case.

"The tube is wide." Jiang Yuzhou threw the cigarette butt under the pomegranate tree and crushed it with his feet, but he didn't smoke anymore.

Zhou Ping knew that he was unhappy, but his superiors ordered him to keep them under surveillance and let them live all the way to Yunzhou City. He had to complete the task no matter what.

"Boss is also for your own good." Zhou Ping walked over and patted Jiang Yuzhou on the shoulder, and said with some sincerity.

Jiang Yuzhou looked down at him, Zhou Ping thought that this person was going to yell again, he was ready to bear unreasonable anger for the organization, who knew that Jiang Yuzhou just glanced at him, "It doesn't matter who is here."

Zhou Ping smiled and said, "Lao Jiang, I knew you could think about it."

"I can't think about what to do, it's all here." Jiang Yuzhou stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist, the red scar on the palm of his hand flashed past.

Zhou Ping didn't laugh any more when he saw his actions. He suddenly became emotional, his face collapsed very quickly, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"These dogs/fuck," he sniffed, blinking the water out of his eyes, "I'll have to skin them!"

Jiang Yuzhou didn't want to make him cry, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait." Then he raised his finger and pointed to the top of his head, "Go and pick some pomegranates for me."

"En." Zhou Ping replied with a strong nasal voice, and then the monkey possessed himself, climbed to the tree in twos and picked a few big pomegranates.

He picked the biggest one and handed it to Jiang Yuzhou, and took the rest away with his clothes.

Jiang Yuzhou laughed as he watched from behind, Zhou Ping was still too young, emotions come and go quickly.

Jiang Yuzhou watched Zhou Ping go out, and started squatting under a tree to peel pomegranates.But unexpectedly, he was not in a hurry to go to Yunzhou for the elderly, and a pomegranate got him on the head.

This pomegranate is so big that it takes two hands to break it apart.

Jiang Yuzhou stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist and then released it. The whole hand was shaking from the wrist to the fingertips. Except for the thumb, the other fingers could not be stretched straight enough, let alone breaking the pomegranate.

After all, Jiang Yuzhou couldn't hold back his outburst, he gritted his back teeth, cursed, threw the pomegranate, locked the door and went out.

He walked around a large alley, somewhat suppressing the anger in his heart, and when he calmed down completely, he remembered that there might be something missing at home that needed to be bought, so he walked to the main road again.

There are many small shops on the main road, but many of them are people living behind the front shop, and the atmosphere of life is very strong.

There is only one quaint small building with four corners hanging high and well-decorated. It seems to be a serious business, but it is a bit too much force in this bungalow.

He stopped and took a few glances, it was a teahouse.

The name is very well chosen.

--- "half day free".

Jiang Yuzhou raised his eyebrows, thinking that this boss must be very sentimental, probably a middle-aged literary and artistic man with too much money to spend.

It just so happened that he got addicted to smoking again, so he stood opposite the teahouse and lit a cigarette. The lighter clicked, and it was not so annoying after all.

Li Du came to the shop every day and went straight upstairs after opening the door. No customers were accepted on the second floor of the teahouse. He dug through a wall facing the street, installed a floor-to-ceiling window, and placed a set of sofas in front of the window. Put a bookshelf on it.

He sat down on the sofa and made himself a pot of tea.

He just sits or lies down reading a book and drinking tea here every day, and he is so busy downstairs that he never goes downstairs.

Li Du picked up the teacup and took a sip, feeling in his heart that the tea that he made was delicious.

He learned the tea ceremony from his grandma since he was a child, and he is particular about everything from tea sets to tea leaves to techniques, but only his family members have ever drank the tea he made, and Gao Xucheng has never drank it.

This person is rotten and has a little romantic factor in his bones. Since he was a child, he has shouted that he only makes tea for people he likes.

"I don't know who can have this blessing." Li Du thought about the milky cutie in his mind, and his mood began to improve in the morning.

He conveniently pulled the book out from the shelf, which happened to be brought by Gao Xucheng two days ago, and this guy swore that this book would allow him to experience the true meaning of love.

It is a very classic love story, the friendship between the hero and the heroine at first sight is moving, but Li Du feels that it does not conform to the actual situation.

There are two reasons, one is that he prefers men, and the other is that he thinks that love at first sight is pure nonsense.

As soon as 10 o'clock arrived, Li Du put the book on the shelf and stretched, and began to look downstairs.

A group of people who had already lined up began to rush in, mostly young girls.Most of them didn't know much about tea, so they either came to take pictures or came to see Li Du, mostly the latter.

Li Du frowned for a while, and was about to look back when he was caught by a figure downstairs.

The man was tall, his hair was cut very short, almost sticking to his scalp, his skin was a bit dark, and he only wore a pure black short-sleeved sleeve in some cool weather, and he was standing by the road smoking a cigarette.

Maybe it was a bit windy outside, so he raised his hands and folded them on the lighter, lowered his head slightly to one side, slightly relaxed his folded hands, and a puff of white smoke slipped out from between his fingers.

As if sensing someone looking at him, the man put down his hand and looked up with a cigarette in his mouth.

He stared straight at the upstairs, his eyes were sharp and impatient, and his deep and three-dimensional facial features added to his eyes, making him appear fierce.

The unprepared staring made Li Du temporarily lose control over his body. He felt that he should look away, but his eyes didn't listen to his brain, and he continued to stare at the people downstairs in his own way.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the people downstairs looked away and walked towards his shop that he regained his senses in a panic.

The second floor was very quiet, and his heartbeat sounded like a drum. He took two deep breaths, then stood up abruptly and ran downstairs.

The movement of getting up was too large, and swept away a purple sand teacup on the table, and the clay fragments mixed with the tea fragrance splashed all over the ground, but he had no time to take care of it, he desperately wanted to stand in front of that person, and wanted to say something to him. sentence.

The autumn wind swept through the window, and the room was in a panic.

The man just smoked a cigarette downstairs and brought him back to Xia Tian.

The heat wave was surging all over his body, and the flames were dazzling. Only now did he believe that the love at first sight he sneered at a few minutes ago was indeed true, and the breath that could not calm down for a long time spoke of his fiery courage.