Yuan Wu stayed at the old wharf for two years, but except for Dongwan, he basically didn't go around very much, and he was familiar with the neighborhood, and he didn't know the way farther.
There is a grass here, the grass has turned yellow, but it is still very thick, dry and soft to sit on, very suitable for a picnic.
Datou had never had a picnic before, so he was very excited. When Lin Chengbu took out the food in the basket and put it on the grass, he kept going round and round beside him.
But what surprised Lin Chengbu was that he was so excited that he didn't make a sound.
"Okay, this little money string," Lin Chengbu patted his head, "I can hold back for ten dollars..."
"Want to talk?" Yuan Wu looked at him.
The big head pressed his mouth with his hand, shook his head, thought about it and nodded again.
Yuan Wu took out the money and put it in his pocket: "Okay, let's talk."
"I'm so happy!" Datou let go of his hand and said loudly.
"When you grow up, you can also have a picnic with your friends," Lin Chengbu said, "Come and see, and take what you want."
"Well," Datou sat beside them and picked up a pie, "Uncle Xiaowu, how can I use ten dollars?"
"One piece a day." Yuan Wu said.
"Oh..." Datou nodded, took a bite of the pie, paused, and suddenly shouted, "Wow!"
"What's wrong?" Lin Chengbu was startled and glared at him quickly.
"It's delicious!" Datou raised the pie in his hand, "It's much better than what my mother made."
"Scared me," Lin Chengbu smiled, "the pie is all for you."
"I haven't eaten yet." Yuan Wu said while lying on the grass with his arms on his back.
"Here's this for you," Big Head immediately handed the pie he took a bite to, "I only took one bite."
Yuan Wu turned to look at him: "Big head."
"Huh?" Datou looked at him very seriously, and then as if he understood something, he quickly turned around and took another one and handed it to Yuan Wu, "You haven't eaten anything."
"Good." Yuan Wu took the pie.
Although there is a lightbulb, and this lightbulb has a lot of words, not only a lot of words, but also running back and forth, digging grass roots for a while, digging a hole for grass roots and tossing.
But Lin Chengbu still felt in a good mood.
The water of the old wharf is clear, especially in the late autumn when there are fewer boats coming and going. The blue sky and white clouds are reflected in the water. After staring at it for a long time, there is an illusion that my head is washed down, which is very refreshing.
In such a quiet environment, he can basically ignore the existence of the big head.
Out of the corner of the eye, he could see Yuan Wu lying on the side, and he could hear the sound of him unpacking the bag and eating snacks, and his heart was very quiet.
This kind of time is quite rare. Lin Chengbu felt that he had to enjoy himself. He would have to go to work next, and Yuan Wu would have to go back to the 18th. After that, it would be too cold to stay in the suburbs. After this winter, when spring begins, will Yuan Wu come out with him again... He really isn't sure.
He turned his head to look at Yuan Wu.
Yuan Wuzheng spread a big character on the grass and closed his eyes, he stretched out his hand and gently digged it in Yuan Wu's palm.
Yuan Wu quickly grabbed his fingers, opened his eyes a little, and looked at him: "I thought it was a big head."
"It's not me." Big head was holding a branch and digging a stone half-buried in the soil.
"After you go back to the 18th," Lin Chengbu said, "if I still see you every time, will you feel awkward?"
"No," Yuan Wu said, "Why should I be awkward, thinking of your more than 8,000 photos?"
Lin Chengbu laughed: "Almost, you know all my little secrets."
"It's not awkward." Yuan Wu said.
"Then..." Lin Chengbu thought for a while, "Will you see me when you perform? You basically couldn't look at me the night before."
"You're just a spectator who follows others," Yuan Wu said, "it's normal not to see you, I can usually see people I know, waiters, Chengyu..."
"I rely on you to say that you didn't know me before!" Lin Chengbu raised his voice.
"I know you, but," Yuan Wu turned to look at him, "I really put you in the group that I don't know."
"I have an opinion." Lin Chengbu glared at him.
"I'll look for it when I'm free in the future to see if I can see you." Yuan Wu closed his eyes.
"I will wave," Lin Chengbu said, "I will scream."
Beckoning and screaming.
When Lin Chengbu stood at the door of the bar, he thought that he would only be able to see him at Yuan Wu when he got naked and stood on the table.
Today is the day of the 18th day of Yuan noon return.
It only took three days for the advertisement of the bar to go out. There was no washing, cutting and blowing roll-up, no big posters, no Yuanwu's name, and no other hints.
He just used a dark blue light to type out the picture of Yuan Wu he picked out on the black wall. The picture has been processed into a simple silhouette, which looks a little rough and fits Yuan Wu very well. cool.
Lin Chengbu stood on the side of the street opposite No. 18, inexplicably excited.
The fanatical feeling of being obsessed with Yuan Wu before came back into his body.
He really is still a competent fanboy.
Lin Cheng walked across the street and walked into the door of No. 18. Although it was not yet time, the music in the hall was already boiling.
Although President Jiang Chengyu said that his business was affected after Yuan Wu did not come, in fact, the business of No. 18 has been quite good. On this street, it is the first choice for young people.
Today's people are estimated to be more than twice as many as usual. Just after nine o'clock, there are almost no empty tables in the bar.
The front of the bar was full of people, and the tables closer to the bar were also full. Lin Chengbu could tell with his toes. These were all his kind, the fans of Yuan Wu's younger brothers and sisters.
With a click of his tongue, he walked across the hall and walked along the corridor to the door of Jiang Chengyu's office.
The door of the office was open, and Jiang Chengyu was answering the phone with his back to the door.
Lin Cheng stopped and stood outside the door waiting.
Jiang Chengyu turned around and saw him, and waved at him: "Come in."
"Where's Yuan Wu?" Lin Cheng walked into the office and asked with his mouth.
Jiang Chengyu said two more words and hung up the phone: "Why did he come so early, and he didn't arrive before pressing a little bit."
"Good job." Lin Chengbu pointed to the outside.
"Nonsense, I watched it myself, can it be wrong," Jiang Chengyu smiled, "Newly built, I paid a lot of money to invite the band."
"Changed the band?" Lin Chengbu asked, "I didn't notice."
"Who else can you notice besides Yuan Wu?" Jiang Chengyu sighed and poured him a drink.
"I'm not thirsty." Lin Chengbu said.
"I've poured out your nonsense," Jiang Chengyu said, "no medicine, don't worry about it."
"I didn't mean that," Lin Chengbu took a sip from the cup and looked at him, "Brother Chengyu."
"It's so sweet, what a conspiracy." Jiang Chengyu lit a cigarette.
"Have you reserved a table for me?" Lin Chengbu asked.
"Let's take a table with me, if it's too far, you can stand at the bar by yourself," Jiang Chengyu said, throwing the cigarette case to him. "You can climb up to the bar if you don't understand the hatred. I'll say hello to the security guard, I won't drag you."
Lin Chengbu lit a cigarette and laughed for a long time: "I'm not that crazy."
Jiang Chengyu stared at him with a cigarette in his mouth for a long time, and then puffed at his face: "I see it."
"What?" Lin Chengbu fanned the smoke.
"I'm completely out of play?" Jiang Chengyu said.
"You're almost there," Lin Chengbu sighed, "Just like you, let alone me, someone else really likes you. No one dares to believe what you say."
Jiang Chengyu clicked his tongue: "Don't always confuse my relationship with my physical needs."
"I never need to find someone else to solve it anyway." Lin Chengbu said.
"How can you be a little virgin," Jiang Chengyu smiled, thinking about it and approaching him again, lowering his voice, "Since I'm out of business with you, I won't say more... Help me see someone tonight."
"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.
"I've been staring at this kid for a long time," Jiang Chengyu flicked the cigarette ashes, gritted his teeth and said viciously, "How dare you play Laozi."
"What's the matter?" Lin Chengbu was a little surprised. It was the first time he had seen such a cultured stinker like Jiang Chengyu.
"Don't answer my call after going to bed, fuck." Jiang Chengyu said.
Lin Chengbu was stunned, and it took a long time before he could say a word: "... oh."
The hall was too chaotic. Every time Lin Chengbu came to No. 18, his goal was only Yuan Wu. Yuan Wu was not there, so he would rather stay in Jiang Chengyu's office.
After chatting with Jiang Chengyu for a while, there was a roar of motorcycles outside the office window.
"Come on." Jiang Chengyu pinched the cigarette in his hand.
Lin Chengbu got up and went over to open the window.
The window is behind No. 18, and the employees' cars park here and enter through the back door.
As soon as he opened the window, Lin Chengbu saw Yuan Wu who was taking off his helmet, with one leg on the ground, which made him suddenly return to the memory of more than two years ago.
This is the kind of afternoon.
In the chaotic night, in the lazy afternoon sunshine, Yuan Wu, who is a little impatient and arrogant, is completely indifferent to other people's eyes.
"Come so early?" Yuan Wu turned his head and glanced at him.
"Didn't you startle?" Lin Chengbu smiled, "I'm standing here suddenly."
"It's strange that you don't stand here," Yuan Wu threw his helmet into the bucket, "I'll be here early."
"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "earlier than before."
"It's a little lost." Yuan Wu got out of the car.
"Don't be afraid," Lin Chengbu stretched out his hand from the window, "there is me."
Yuan Wu looked at his hand, hesitated for a while, then reached out and shook his hand: "Oh."
"Who wants to shake hands with you," Lin Chengbu laughed, "I'm giving you some strength..."
"Do you want to go out?" Jiang Chengyu pushed him from behind, "You can just climb out."
Yuan Wu closed the window.
Lin Chengbu leaned on Jiang Chengyu's desk and watched Yuan Wu come in from the door.
It's still the dress he's used to seeing, the hair tied up, the mask... The mask is replaced by a gray-blue jacket, and the t-shirt Lin Chengbu has never seen before. It is estimated that the newly bought one can match the mask. The pattern is a raised index finger.
Such a dress made Lin Chengbu inexplicably excited.
It's just that Jiang Chengyu was still beside him, so he had to press down the soul of his younger brother, who was about to move in his body, and only stared at Yuan Wu with his eyes.
"There is an opening," Jiang Chengyu poured a small glass of wine for Yuan Wu, "Let me tell you first, there should be no rehearsal."
"Opening?" Yuan Wu pulled the mask to his chin, "Are you having a concert?"
Jiang Chengyu picked up the phone and pressed it: "Tell Da Qi to come over."
"Daqi?" Lin Chengbu was stunned. They all knew Daqi. They have been here since they opened on the 18th, but they have still been a waiter for so many years.
A bartender with a great personality who has made the bartender a lifelong career.
Da Qi entered the office, and when he saw Yuan Wu, he immediately walked up to him: "Brother Xiao Wu, I'm nervous."
Yuan Wu looked at him without speaking, then looked at Jiang Chengyu: "What did you ask him to do?"
Da Qi took a few steps back, his hand behind him suddenly raised, and something with blue fluorescent light flew towards Yuan Wu.
"What..." Yuan Wu raised his hand to catch it reflexively, "What?"
"Look at the reaction," Jiang Chengyu clapped his hands beside him, "It hasn't changed at all."
"I'm nervous about this," Daqi said. "Brother Chengyu said you won't come out first. I'll throw this one to the side, reach out and catch it, and then start."
"Okay," Lin Chengbu saw clearly that Yuan Wu was holding a fluorescent bottle, he thought for a while, "It's pretty cool."
"Then why are you nervous?" Yuan Wu looked at Da Qi.
"I'm afraid of hitting you..." Da Qi tugged at his clothes.
"...I'll just sit here and let you smash you, you may not be able to smash it accurately," Yuan Wu took a sip of wine, "You can just throw it, as long as you don't throw it in the opposite direction."
"Okay," Da Qi nodded as if to cheer himself up, "mainly because I haven't been to the bar for a long time and was surrounded by it, I'm just a little..."
"It's okay," Jiang Chengyu patted him on the shoulder, "I haven't seen any scenes at the bar for so many years, let's go."
Da Qi turned around and went out the door, and came back within two seconds, looking at Yuan Wu: "Brother Xiao Wu, welcome back."
Yuan Wu raised his glass to him.
Lin Chengbu returned to the bar lobby and sat with Jiang Chengyu behind the table in the corner, the table Yuan Wu liked very much, which was reserved as usual today.
There is already a bartender at the bar, performing casually with the music.
The waiter brought snacks and fruit plates, and a bottle of wine that I didn't know what it was.
"There's still a while," Jiang Chengyu poured a glass of wine and put it in front of him, "after a while, you can squeeze next to the bar and start screaming."
Lin Chengbu glanced at him with a smile: "I'm embarrassed to say it."
"It's good," Jiang Chengyu said. "Young people, being cheeky should be standard."
Before Lin Chengbu could speak, he pointed into the green plant again: "Fuck, it's that kid."
"Who is it?" Lin Chengbu looked in the direction he pointed, all of them were people, sitting and standing walking, and it was impossible to tell who was who in the dim light.
"Table number seven," Jiang Chengyu said, "I will kill him tonight."
Lin Chengbu knew about the number seven table right away, but when he looked at it, he was shocked. A burly back like a door panel blocked the table number seven and even the people on the table.
Lin Chengbu felt frightened, turned his head and stared at Jiang Chengyu: "Brother Chengyu, when did you start liking bears?"
"What... I'm talking about the opposite of the bear!" Jiang Chengyu said.
Lin Chengbu finally saw the man sitting across from Xiong when he bowed to call the waiter, and was stunned again: "Changyu?"
"You know?" Jiang Chengyu was also quite surprised.
"I've seen it," Lin Cheng turned back, "the person you're talking about is him?"
"Yes," Jiang Chengyu beckoned, and a waiter came running over, he pointed to table number seven, "Let's keep an eye on it, that kid will stop me no matter which door he goes through tonight, and give me a call. You have to stop me."
"Okay, Brother Chengyu." The waiter nodded.
"What are you doing?" Lin Chengbu looked at him. Although Jiang Chengyu opened a bar, he must have done a lot of shit after all these years, but this was the first time Lin Chengbu saw him arrange a robbery in person. Way.
"I want to fuck him, what am I going to do." Jiang Chengyu took a cigarette and dipped it.
Lin Chengbu didn't say anything, just glanced at table number seven again. He didn't know what to say about Jiang Chengyu's wild hobby.
After ten o'clock, the bartender who was performing at the bar didn't look at anyone. Lin Chengbu was about to ask if it was almost time, but Jiang Chengyu pushed him: "Go, it's time."
When Lin Chengbu stood up, he saw that Da Qi took the fluorescent bottle and walked from the corridor to the bar. He didn't care about his restraint, and hurriedly stepped over the stool and squeezed over to the bar.
There are really a lot of people tonight. Anyway, it's cold, so squeeze together and drink to warm up.
Lin Chengbu found a suitable position in front of a wooden shelf directly in front of the bar. Da Qi was already in place on the other side of the bar, and he started to throw bottles proficiently.
Lin Chengbu was a little surprised. He had known Da Qi for so many years, but he really didn't see it, and he played quite smoothly.
"Brother Lin." Someone greeted him in his ear.
"Huh?" Lin Chengbu turned his head and saw a somewhat familiar waiter.
"This," the waiter handed over a thick light stick, "Brother Chengyu said this for you, it's conspicuous."
"...Fuck," Lin Chengbu was speechless for a while, took the light stick and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, "Let your boss wait and stop squeezing me."
At the moment of speaking, the lights of the bar dimmed, and a beam of light hit a square pillar next to the bar from the top.
There was silence around the bar at first, and then there was a scream.
What the beam of light hits on the square column is the silhouette of Yuan Wu.
Lin Chengbu's breathing paused.
The fluorescent bottle in Da Liu's hand was suddenly thrown high, drawing an arc and flying towards the side and rear of the bar.
A hand stretched out in the darkness and caught the bottle.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the bottle flip up and down against the black background, and the fluorescent flashes were dazzling.
When the bottle finally landed on the bar, the light bulb slowly turned on again, and Yuan Wu stood behind the bar.
Indifferent eyes, a few locks of hair hanging down on his forehead, a mask that hides his expression...
Lin Chengbu couldn't care about his image in the screaming, took out a light stick that was comparable to a large ham sausage from his pocket, raised it above his head and shook it a few times.