We had lunch at a well-reputed brunch shop on the 1F.
I really liked his avocado benny and raspberry ice cream muffins, and Lu Cheng, who was opposite me, was also flipping through the menu, looking a little clueless.
Forgive me for looking at him all the time, he is pleasing to the eye even with his head down, with superior mountain roots, thick eyebrows, and long, skeletal fingers.
After a while, he raised his head. His appearance in the light is easily reminiscent of the concreteness of the word "handsome".
He looked at me and smiled, a little help.
I understood and took a sip of lemonade to moisten my throat: "Don't know what to eat?"
"Well," he frowned slightly: "I recommend that I come here less often."
I raised my upper body. He noticed my movement and turned the menu to face me, the staples page.
Are boys obsessed with staple foods
I looked at it: "The truffle and mushroom cream risotto on this page is not bad."
Lu Chengze said, "That's it."
We each chose a cup of coffee, and a meat snack, and waited quietly. I always bend the corners of my mouth moderately, because of politeness, because of this smile, I look the most appropriate, because of the joy from the heart, because I have to hide the subtle discomfort.
The third time we unintentionally looked at each other and laughed at the same time, I couldn't help but ask him, "Don't you usually come out for lunch?"
Lu Cheng said: "Basically we eat in the park."
I said "um": "I heard that Guang Niu's canteen is very good."
Lu Cheng said, "It's alright."
I said, "I have a colleague from in house come back and talk about it."
He froze for a moment: "What are you doing now, is it convenient to say?"
I said, "I care about creativity."
"Oh," he reacted: "Last year's Spring Festival activities seem to be cooperating with you."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise: "You know?"
"I'm just paying," he said.
I don't want to show too much surprise, but this is too coincidental: "Did you do Lifu?"
He smiled because of my little white's reaction: "I didn't do it. I can only count as a member of Lifu."
I said, "Molecules are what all things are made of, and you do the rounding."
At the rim, he was once again amused by me, and I gave myself a three-pointer in my heart.
Lu Chengze's eyes are very beautiful, the distance between them is just right, and the double eyelid folds can appear when they are slightly raised. Although they are narrow but deep, there are lying silkworms when they smile, and they look very close.
He asked: "That is, you came to our company at the end of last year?"
I shook my head: "No, although I'm in social, I didn't participate in the Spring Festival project."
He nodded.
I sighed, and Xue Xiao S wiped the corners of his eyes with sadness: "God, do we have to talk about work when we go out to dinner?"
Lu Cheng laughed softly, and was about to open his lips when the waiter suddenly brought coffee, left with a message of "please slow down" and left.
I closed my eyes, not knowing which cup to take. Just looking at the shape, our coffee is almost the same, even the latte art is pretty much the same.
Lu Cheng didn't move.
I asked, "What did you order?"
Lu Cheng said, "Latte, caramel latte. How about you?"
Me: "Vanilla latte."
"No wonder—" I leaned back on the sofa, a little helpless: "What should I do?"
Lu Cheng casually said amazingly: "You can take a sip to identify it."
I blinked.
He looked peaceful.
I pursed my lips and tilted my head unnaturally: "Won't it take advantage of you?"
Lu Cheng looked at me: "It seems that I am taking advantage of it."
I laughed and looked away at round2, I lost and we tied. I leaned back to the table, dragged two cups of coffee to me, and said briskly, "It's better to be respectful than to obey."
Why would I make this sound of wanting to punch myself.
The most terrifying thing is that I used to lift a cup with one hand and drink it, but today I take great pains to hold it with both hands, how could I do this—
It's not because the culprit on the opposite side has been watching my movements intently.
Can't blame me, no woman can be reined in under such eyes.
Especially when he was still pouting. The smile on his face seemed to be more than just a smile, it was more like a warm and silent language that could be heard just by looking at him.
I'm praying that the first cup would be best with vanilla. But no, the recognizable caramel taste spread between my lips and teeth, so I didn't try a second cup, and handed this one in my hand.
Lu Cheng raised his hand to pick it up and said solemnly, "Thank you."
I covered my lips and smiled: "You're welcome."
I took a sip of my own and decided to start some personal conversation: "Lu..."
The result was immediately stuck, and the ability to call out his full name naturally, I couldn't handle it for a while.
He raised his eyebrows: "Chengzhi."
I finished with a smile: "Well, Lu Chengze."
Him: "Hmm."
I continued, "I saw the group photo of your Moments yesterday, but I don't think you were in it. However, I looked at everyone's faces again before I came today."
He asked, "Why?"
I replied: "Because I think, if there is really you, be mentally prepared in advance."
I took a light breath: "It turns out that a woman's sixth sense is still reliable."
"I'm the one who took the picture," Lu Cheng smiled and asked, "Am I the same as you imagined?"
His direct hit caught me by surprise, and I thought for a few seconds: "It's a little… not the same."
He asked again, "Where?"
I also told the truth: "over a little bit."
He frowned in real confusion and repeated my description: "over?"
I carefully thought about my words: "I just came here with a good soso mood. As a result," I spread my left hand and hooked my lips: "You understand."
Lu Cheng rolled his eyes knowingly. I was also curious about his feelings and impressions of me: "What about me, what do you think?"
He suddenly began to look at me seriously, as if this was the first time he saw me, his gaze was so firm that there was a kind of concentrated pressure. This kind of concentration and pressure can quickly make the heart beat faster and the breathing stagnate.
Fortunately, after a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and inadvertently displayed his charming little eyelashes. When he looked back at me again, he said two words: "Very good."
"What," I laughed, "very perfunctory."
"Will it?" He looked out of the window in disapproval, indicating where he was before: "When I saw you over there, I thought it was you, so I hurriedly called you."
He used the word "hurry".
I don't dare to talk about him being perfunctory anymore. I said, "Because I'm the only one in the audience who's at a loss."
"Well," Lu Chengze nodded, "I'm at a loss." After a while, he said, "He's also a very beautiful person."
I believe my cheeks have started to turn red.
At this time, in the store that had been playing slow songs in Chinese, an English song was suddenly cut. The tune was lazy, and it pulled the atmosphere into a long and relaxed atmosphere, like milk froth rippling from the mouth of a coffee cup, as if a faint mellow fragrance diffused in the afternoon air. .
"I'll bring you iced coffee
I will bring you iced coffee
Woo woo woo
Maybe passion fruits
Passion fruit is also good
And strawberries too
strawberries are fine
I know
I see
I'm in love
i'm in love
I just can't take my eyes off you
I'm staring at you
so good
simply
To be true
wonderful
I'm glad to have this coffee with you
Nice to have coffee with you…”
Many of the diners in the conversation stopped talking and concentrated on listening to the music.
Lu Chengze and I stopped talking, looked at each other, and in a tacit smile, I was sure that we all already knew which song it was, "Coffee's On Me" by Sunset Speed.
In the accompaniment at the end of the saxophone, Lu Chengze suddenly called me: "Qi Miao, can I invite you for coffee tomorrow?"
I was stunned for a moment, and my heart was shouting: why not.
Even, if possible, I would like to have a chance to see him a second time today. He was right in front of me, opposite me, but I was already looking forward to the next meeting.
I joked: "Are all the employees of Guangniu so idle?"
He didn't take it, his eyes were black and bright: "Is it okay?"
I heard my happy voice answering, "Of course."