"Who bought this?" Song Yuan leaned over and looked down at the contents of the bag. It was a cup of strawberry milkshake.
An Ci also noticed it. She stared at the strawberry milkshake in the bag, and an inexplicable sour feeling rose to her nose.
"Xiao Ci, who ordered this?" Song Yuan asked curiously.
An Ci clenched the paper bag in his hand and asked instead of answering, "Cousin, do you have the contact information of the owner of this milk tea shop?"
"Yes." Song Yuan took out his cell phone, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it."
When he was studying at Nanyi High School, he and several classmates would go to this milk tea shop every few days.
The shop owner is a young man who loves playing games. He occasionally plays games with them, and they become familiar with each other after a while.
Song Yuan found the store owner's number and handed her the phone. "Here, this is it."
An Ci pressed the dial button without hesitation. Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, then saw her press the hands-free button.
The next moment, the man's cheerful voice came from the phone.
"Song Yuan, what do you want to talk to me about?"
An Ci pointed at his phone, signaling Song Yuan to speak.
Song Yuan understood, held the phone to his lips, and asked, "Brother Feng, did you just have someone send a strawberry milkshake to Jinyuan?"
"Yeah." Feng Ge was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking, with a hint of surprise in his tone, "No, how did you know?"
Song Yuan said, "Don't worry about how I know this. First, tell me who sent you that strawberry milkshake."
The two of them were good friends, so Brother Feng didn't hide it from him and told him the truth, "That very good-looking boy who came to the milk tea shop with you once."
Song Yuan was confused. "Which one?"
There were many people who went to the milk tea shop with him, and they were all boys, so how could he know which one he was talking about.
An Ci's eyes swept over the strawberry milkshake in the bag and he clenched his back teeth.
Brother Feng was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking carefully. After a moment, he said, "You said he was the most handsome guy in your school."
School hunk?
Song Yuan was stunned at first, then suddenly realized that the person Brother Feng was talking about was Shen Mo, and his expression became strange.
He glanced at An Ci out of the corner of his eye and saw that she had her head lowered, her drooping hair covering her eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see her emotions.
An Ci suddenly spoke, his voice a little low, "When did he ask you to deliver it?"
"It was several months ago. He came to the store and asked us to deliver a strawberry milkshake to Jinyuan to a man named Anci on New Year's Eve every year."
Feng Ge laughed as he spoke, "He asked me to deliver for the full six years. I even asked him if he was willing to pay me so much, so he wouldn't be worried about my store closing down and not being able to deliver. He said it was okay and directly transferred 5,000 yuan to me."
After he finished speaking, he realized belatedly that it wasn't Song Yuan's voice. "No, who are you? Where's Song Yuan?"
"Brother Feng, I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first. Let's talk another day." Song Yuan replied and hung up the phone in a hurry.
He put away his phone and tried to sound cheerful. "Shen Mo is really partial. He only bought a drink for you and didn't even think to buy one for Xiaoxi and me."
An Ci said nothing, and stuffed the paper bag in his hand into his arms, "Here you go."
Then she walked away.
Song Yuan was stunned. He glanced at the strawberry milkshake in his hand, then looked at An Ci's back as he walked further and further away, and scratched his head helplessly.
Everyone has left, why buy a strawberry milkshake?
I’m really impressed.
"Xiao Ci, don't walk so fast, wait for me." Song Yuan chased after him with the bag.
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