"So you've been in Liangang City lately?"
Since we met, we naturally had dinner together in the evening. The place was chosen by Fatty Li~well, Li Zhengyu.
"Hmm." Feng Xiaoyue naturally picked up a piece of meat and put it in the fat man's bowl. "The sea here in winter has a different kind of loneliness, but I've painted several pictures and haven't found that feeling."
"You're in love, but you're still lonely!" Feng Xiaoyun complained.
"Damn it, let's eat!"
"Are you looking for a fight?"
Yan Zi and Feng Xiaoyue hit Feng Xiaoyun from the left and right.
"But what you said makes sense, so I've changed my focus. Spring is coming soon, so I'll just wait here and paint the spring sea."
"Um~Sister Xiaoyun, how come you..." Yan Zi looked at Li Zhengyu and hesitated to speak. She was really curious why Feng Xiaoyue, with such looks, family background and knowledge, would fall for an ordinary little fat boy like Li Zhengyu.
"You mean me and him? Because of a pen!"
"A pen?" Feng Xiaoyun and Yan Zi were both curious.
"The last time we went out sketching, my paintbrush broke, so he gave me his."
"That's it?"
"That pen was given to him by his father when he entered the industry. It is the most important thing to him. When a man gives you his most important thing, it means that you are the most important thing to him."
Feng Xiaoyue said it lightly, but the fat man was extremely moved. He didn't expect that the other party would remember what he said unintentionally.
In excitement, the fat man picked up the wine glass and asked several people to drink. Then, in about five minutes at most, he was drunk, which completely overturned Feng Xiaoyun's inherent impression that northerners can drink more.
After sending Fatty downstairs to his home, he still held Feng Xiaoyun's hand and thanked him: "Brother Feng, thank you so much today. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."
"Why do you still call him brother?" Feng Xiaoyue asked unhappily.
"That's what I have to call him!" The fat man said firmly, "Every word he spits is a pit. I said, as long as this thing is done today, he will be my Brother Feng, Brother Feng for life."
"What if you marry me in the future?" Feng Xiaoyue asked with a smile.
"Then you have to call him Brother Feng. At most, we can call each other by our own names. I call him Brother Feng, and he calls me brother-in-law." I didn't expect that although the fat man was drunk, he was still very clear about the relationship.
"Alright, alright, send it up to him. Yan Zi and I will be waiting for you downstairs."
Feng Xiaoyun carried the fat man upstairs. Feng Xiaoyue asked Yan Zi, "Are you guys here to record the show? How long will it take?"
"Probably another week at most." Yan Zi felt reluctant to leave when he talked about this. He had been living a very comfortable life recently, as if he had really opened a teahouse with Feng Xiaoyun.
It is so pleasant to watch the joys and sorrows of the guests every day and listen to their various love stories.
"You guys aren't planning on having kids yet?"
"Ah~ah! Not yet!" Yan Zi blushed when he talked about this.
"Oh, what a pity, otherwise I could have more toys." Feng Xiaoyue said with infinite regret.
"Isn't my sister in love too? She might even have a child before us!"
"Well, that's possible. It seems that I have to urge Fatty to exercise recently."
Yan Zi originally wanted to fight back, but his skills were too inexperienced and he was no match for Feng Xiaoyue. Instead, he got so embarrassed that his face turned red.
"What are you talking about?" At this time Feng Xiaoyun walked down.
"No, nothing, just chatting!"
"Why is your face so red? Even if I put Fatty on top of you, your face won't turn red."
"What do you care? Can't I be hot?"
Feng Xiaoyun didn't bother to pay attention to her. She turned around and asked Feng Xiaoyue: "Where do you live? Do you want to live with us?"
"Forget it, I'd better go back to the hotel and not bother you two anymore."
Feng Xiaoyue waved her hand casually, called a taxi and left.
Yan Zi sometimes envies Feng Xiaoyue's free and easy style.
"It's so cold, come and warm me up!" Feng Xiaoyun rubbed his hands, looked at Yan Zi's blushing face, and put his hands directly on it.
"Hateful!" Although he said that, Feng Xiaoyun's hands were not cold, but warm. Yan Zi let him put his hands on his face, and the shadows of the two people became longer and longer on the road.
………………
"Today is the last day, right?" Opening the door of the teahouse in the morning, Yan Zi looked at the green grass on the lawn in front of the door, which had begun to show a little bit of tender green.
The wind was not as biting as when the two of them first arrived.
They have already opened the teahouse here for a month, and the material for the first season of the program is already enough. She dragged it on for a few more days, but she also knew that it was impossible for her and Feng Xiaoyun to open a teahouse like this forever.
Sister Chen has called many times, saying that there are many things waiting for the two of them.
"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to let go?" Feng Xiaoyun put his arms around Yan Zi's waist from behind and asked softly.
"Yeah!" Yan Zi nodded seriously. Every decoration and every ornament in here were made by her bit by bit. She and Feng Xiaoyun did all the furnishings themselves. Then they opened the door in the morning and closed it at night. It can be said that this is her favorite place besides her home in Jiangdu.
"Don't worry, even after we leave, this teahouse will still be open. Whenever you're free, you can always come back and work as a waiter! I've also had someone clean up our upstairs room at all times. You can always stay here if you have any activities in Hong Kong City in the future."
After hearing this, Yan Zi felt a little better.
"What? Your boss lady's special tea is not being made today?"
"Do it, why not? Get out of the way!"
Yan Zi insisted on making a snack every day. Sometimes it would be very good, sometimes not so satisfactory, and most of the time it would be just average.
Regular customers who come here also know that the waitress is the owner of this teahouse. Every day there is a special tea snack given to tea drinkers for free. As for the taste, it depends on the lunar calendar that day.
As usual, there was no business that morning, which made Yan Zi quite disappointed. After all, it was the last day.
Fortunately, after lunch, I heard the doorbell ring, and then two people walked in.
"Welcome!"
Two men walked in, one looked to be almost 40, and the other was only about 17 or 18 years old.
"What would you two like to order?" Yan Zi asked politely.
"Go over there and play with your phone while you wait for me. Just order whatever you want to drink." The older one said to the younger one.
"I want a Coke."
"What kind of cola should a child drink? Lemon tea or fruit tea, whatever a child can drink, just give him one."
After sending the young man aside, the middle-aged man said to Yan Zi:
"I heard that the success rate of blind dates here is quite high, right?"
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