"This is how the organization assigns it, so I have to obey, even though I don't want to." Qingshan adjusted the frame of his glasses with two strangely slender fingers and said lightly.
After a while, Shi Yu finally came out of the bun shop, holding a large bag of buns in his hands. He smiled and said, "Sorry for the long wait! The buns are here. You must be starving. Eat a few first. They're hot from the oven!"
Qingshan declined and glanced at the full bag: "What are you buying so much for?"
"My colleagues in that group are probably working overtime at this time. I'll probably bring some back to fill in for them." Shi Yu said with concern for his colleague.
Qingshan took his phone back from his arms: "Using my phone to pay, it's good to show your courtesy in your name."
"What are you talking about? We're old friends, and you're still separating us?"
"Pay me back the five thousand you owe me last time first, and I won't share any more." Qingshan said expressionlessly.
Tong Yao unzipped his black mask, took the bun, put it in his mouth and took a bite, frowning: "It's vegetarian! Where's the meat bun?"
"It's not good for a little brat to be picky about food. There are only a few meat buns. I like them, and so does that woman Qiangwei. She looks so skinny, so let's save one for her..."
Shi Yu picked up a meat bun, stuffed it into his mouth, spoke incoherently, and then walked towards the jeep on the side of the road.
"What are you standing there for? Let's go!"
Looking at Shi Yu who was walking ahead with a swagger, Tong Yao asked Qingshan directly: "Can I predict and curse him? Don't worry, I guarantee he'll stay alive!"
Qingshan shrugged helplessly, pulled up Tong Yao's black mask, and said, "I won't see him tomorrow during the holiday, forget it."
As they spoke, the three of them disappeared into the misty drizzle in the alley...
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