The tea house is located in a very quiet location, with antique decoration. In the middle is a glass counter, which is filled with some old antiques and jewelry and jade, and there is a Bogu shelf next to the wall, where three or two celadon are placed. The vase, and the rest of the place is a tea cup.
The light sandalwood incense burns in the room, which is refreshing and pleasant to smell.
Su Qing walked into the back compartment, there was a tablet in the center, no name, and a photo of a young girl. The blandness of black and white could not hide her beauty. She skillfully placed three sticks of incense, and then inserted it into the incense burner. .
Yan Yu stared at it and felt that he had seen the photo in Su Qing's house. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask.
Su Qing wiped the floating ash on the spiritual platform with a rag. Seeing his exploratory eyes, she couldn't help but slow down, wiping the edge of the photo frame little by little, and said in a low voice, "This is my spiritual position."
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you a ghost?"
"Like it?" Su Qing smiled, "I have a fate in my life. I should have died at the age of eighteen. I didn't believe it, and I was not reconciled, so I changed my life by myself. According to the rules of the older generation, set up a tablet to accumulate incense."
Yan Yu looked at the posthumous photo again, and found that the eyes were actually somewhat similar to Su Qing, and praised: "You used to look good."
"It's useless no matter how good-looking you are. Where in the world is there such a truth, I will take all the good things all by myself. They all say that beauty is bad, and ugly is ugly. I am fine now."
Birth, old age, sickness and death are due to the cycle of heaven. Some people live a hundred years old, and some people die young, all of which are destined. Su Qing forcibly changed her life, and she must pay the corresponding price. Yan Yu looked at the posthumous photo and only felt that it was really true. She is beautiful. On the one hand, it is a pity for Su Qing, on the other hand, she feels that she is lucky to be alive.
The tea room is clean and there are few guests, but if it comes, it must be a big business. Su Qing is sometimes busy and can't take care of opening the door.
Later, it was changed to Yan Yu to see the store, and the business was better than before, but most of them were female customers. Xun Chuan kept sneering, and Su Qing also became sad: "Is this a face-seeing world?"
Xun Chuan said coolly, "It's not a world of looking at faces."
Su Qing died.
Yan Yu didn't care so much, he would pick up business when he had business, visit the store during the day, and go to Xun Chuan to help Su Qing with Xun Chuan at night when he had nothing to do. It's winter.
It was cold outside, and the tea room was heated, but it didn't feel cold. Su Qing went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and planned to come back to make dumplings to eat. Today is the last day of business, and the door will be opened when the weather warms up.
Yan Yu was wearing a light gray British style sweater. He was finishing the finishing work and cleaned the store up and down. His back was sweaty. He put the mop away and sat behind the counter to play with his mobile phone. , it closes at 6pm.
Xun Chuan got into his arms and found that Yan Yu was watching a drama. It was still an old martial arts movie. Although it was old, it was a memory of a generation.
Xun Chuan sat on his lap and shook his legs: "You really look like an old man."
If a person begins to like to recall the past, it means that he is old.
"It's called maturity."
Yan Yu put the mobile phone on the stand of the counter, took Xun Chuan into his arms from behind, put his hands around his waist, hugged tightly, and watched the drama with him. After a while, he asked him again: "Cold ?"
It was already snowing outside, Xun Chuan glanced outside, stunned for a moment, then nestled back into Yan Yu's warm embrace, put his hand through the hem of his clothes and said, "It's not cold."
Yan Yu draped the blanket on the chair over him, and quietly hugged him even tighter. The teapot on the table was steaming hot and making a gurgling noise. Xun Chuan grabbed a handful of chocolates from the table. Hazelnut Candy, leaning against Yan Yu's arms and playing with his mobile phone, seemed to be looking at furniture.
Xun Chuan: "This lamp is beautiful."
The hard work and sweat this year has not been in vain. Yan Yu has saved enough money to buy a suite some time ago. He plans to renovate it when the weather warms up. He has been looking at the furniture these days.
Hearing Xun Chuan's words, he followed his eyes and saw that it was a small cloud-shaped desk lamp, which turned on when squeezed. He reached out and clicked to add to the shopping cart, and then commented: "It's very girlish and suitable for you."
Xun Chuan: "Bah."
Yan Yu smiled: "Buy it if you like it."
There is a thick stack of hexagrams on the compartment under the counter, all of which are the fruits of his labor for the past year. Because it involves fate, it cannot be torn up at will, but must be collected and burned.
Xun Chuan still placed an order for the small table lamp, and then continued shopping with great interest. When he saw the stack of papers, he shook his head and asked, "Don't you find it boring to draw those things, you used to be lazy and greedy..."
Yan Yu interrupted him calmly: "I'm not greedy."
Xun Chuan: "Okay, lazy."
Yan Yu: "This is also not true, because I am very hardworking now."
Xun Chuan said nothing, ate a piece of chocolate, and crunched the nuts inside, Yan Yu rubbed the top of his hair, tilted his head and kissed him, as if he also tasted the sweet aroma of chocolate.
Yan Yu: "Xun Chuan..."
Xun Chuan: "Huh?"
Yan Yu kissed his eyebrows and said, "Being with important people and living a day earnestly is worth a hundred years of wasted time by others."
Yan Yu: "...I regret that I didn't live well in the past 20 years, but I'm very fortunate that it's still too late to be serious now."
The blanket was soaked with Yan Yu's body temperature, and it was warm and warm, and he couldn't feel the wind, snow and cold outside. Xun Chuan closed his eyes, as if he could still hear the song playing across the street. It is complete.
Yan Yu's mobile phone's network card was blocked, and the sound suddenly stopped and kept buffering. He was not in a hurry, and quietly listened to the singing from outside, mixed with the sound of cars speeding by from time to time.
The wind chime hanging on the door made a crisp sound, Su Qing came back with the vegetables, a thin layer of snow fell on her hair, she felt the heat in the room, couldn't help shaking, and then stomped: " There are so many people in the supermarket, I thought there were no more people at this time, it was so cold and so cold."
Yan Yu took over the dishes before meeting, and found that she bought a lot of meat, plus some dried fruits and snacks, and consciously went to the back compartment to wash the dishes. There was a small kitchen in the tea room. Su Qing took off her scarf and tidied up the table for drinking tea. Clean, rolled up his sleeves and said to Xun Chuan, "Let's have bread and dumplings here."
Yan Yu's emotional voice came from inside: "Huanghuali's table is used for kneading dough, it's really luxurious."
Su Qing: "I don't want to chop the noodles and use them as firewood."
Yan Yu's mobile phone was still there. After the internet was smooth, the TV inside started to play again. Xun Chuan listened while kneading his face. Su Qing glanced at it, then looked away: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the song sounds familiar. Yes, it's more interesting than watching the Spring Festival Gala."
Before these two people met, they were all alone and never had the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala, because the more lively the TV, the more desolate they were.
Yan Yu adjusted the fillings, but saw that they rolled out three dumpling skins in total, dragged a chair and sat at the table, followed by pulling the dough: "Why don't you buy ready-made dumpling skins."
Xun Chuan: "Kneading dough is fun."
Su Qing nodded, she didn't know how to cook at all, she fished in troubled waters all the way, and in the end it was all made by Xun Chuan. After the dumplings were put in the pot, they were picked up. They were all white and chubby. Can smell the tongue.
After the meal was almost over, Su Qing made a gesture of handing over her hands to Xun Chuan and Yan Yu in greeting: "Happy New Year, this is the happiest year I've ever had. It's not like I was alone before."
Warlocks have five evils and three deficiencies. The so-called five evils are "widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, loneliness, and disability", and the three deficiencies are "wealth, fate, and power." punishment.
The three of them got together by accident, and it was fate.
Yan Yu smiled, nodded and said, "Happy New Year."
Xun Chuan heard the sound of fireworks bursting in the sky, and subconsciously raised his head to look, there was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and also said, "Happy New Year."
Su Qing took out two big red envelopes from her pocket, one for Xun Chuan and one for Yan Yu: "You have worked hard this year, and the next year will be smooth and long."
Yan Yu just stretched out his hand to take the red envelope, when there was a sudden ding in his mind, and with a flick of his hand, the red envelope fell directly onto the plate.
【Ding! 】
[This service is about to end, the host has successfully risen up, and perfectly implemented the four-character policy of self-reliance and self-improvement. The interstellar reviewer judged that it has reached the qualified standard. Please continue to make persistent efforts and continue to maintain it for the rest of your life~]
Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then froze again: "Are you leaving?"
He thought the system would bind him for a lifetime.
【Ding! Because the host no longer needs the system master, this is a good thing, there is a banquet in the world, so you must cherish every minute and every second you spend together, life is like this, please work hard in one direction, and miss it once , don't miss it again]
The bitterness comes and the bitterness comes. Because of the bitterness in front, the sweetness in the back is precious. Yan Yu has experienced so much, and the system believes that he must understand this truth better than anyone else.
Yan Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, and thank you for this cause and effect."
Encounter is the cause, leaving is the effect, the warlock spends half his life, in the final analysis, it is only the word cause and effect.
【Ding! The extraction program starts, please prepare the host,
Start the self-test procedure,
Self-check completed.
unbundling,
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The cancellation is successful, this service has ended successfully, the green hills will not change, the green water will continue to flow, and there will be no plans in the future~]
A blue ball of light floated out of him and flew towards the vast white snow outside. Seeing Yan Yu was in a daze, Xun Chuan leaned on him with his arms: "What are you doing, you are stupid."
The dishes on the plate had already been eaten, and there was only a little soup residue left. Xun Chuan took out the paper towel, picked up the red packet, wiped it, and then handed it to Yan Yu.
Yan Yu didn't want it: "Take it and keep it for you."
Xun Chuan paused, then threw it into his arms, holding back a smile and said, "I don't care about your money."
Yan Yu took the red envelope, looked at him, and asked, "Then you hate my people?"
Xun Chuan stepped on him under the table.
Su Qing sat opposite, put everything in her eyes, and covered her face silently, revealing only a pair of brown eyes, lined with satin-like ink hair, she could faintly see her previous upside-down sentient beings: "You two, that's enough."
Yan Yu just smiled, and then quietly stuffed the red envelope into Xun Chuan's pocket.
Life is too short to live up to each other.