May 1st was the first holiday after school started, and it was still very exciting. As usual, Tang Li and Li Zirui packed their luggage early, and turned on their mobile phones every day to check whether their train number and date were correct.
As usual, Ma Xiao didn't go home. In addition to the part-time job at night, Duan Feifei introduced him to a part-time job during the holiday.
What surprised Jiang Kuo was that Ma Xiao bought a box of big cherries for each of the three in their dormitory.
"It's expensive, isn't it?" Tang Li said, "Why spend money indiscriminately?"
"I bought it at a discount from the proprietress. It's not expensive," Ma Xiao said. "It's quite sweet."
"It's not an important day," Li Zirui opened the box and took one to eat, "Mmm! Sweet! Why did you think about buying this for us to eat?"
"The important day is deliberate." Ma Xiao said.
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.
"You're welcome." Ma Xiao said and walked out of the dormitory.
Jiang Kuo looked at the cherry in his hand and was a little happy. Ma Xiao is a person who is usually reluctant to use his mouth in his pocket, so it is difficult to capture the dynamic of his thoughts like a person who seems to be a non-staff member of the dormitory... Thinking about Tang Li and Li Zirui really worked hard... Today, I suddenly received a gift like Ma Xiao, which was obviously meant to express my gratitude to my roommate, and I was pleasantly surprised.
To be honest, Jiang Kuo had never received such a gift before.
He took the cherries out of the dormitory, went to 107, and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Duan Feifei responded inside.
Jiang Kuo pushed open the door and saw that he was sitting in the reclining chair with his computer in his arms.
"Is this chair repaired?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"It's repaired, but not all of it," Duan Feihan stood up and showed him, "Now only this angle can be adjusted, but it's enough."
"Oh," Jiang Kuo didn't feel too embarrassed to dwell too much on the reclining chair. After all, it would be very painful to mention the reason for the breakage now. He handed the cherries in his hand to Duan Feifei, "Do you want to eat?"
When he asked this sentence, he saw a small box of cherries on Duan Feifei's table, a complete box.
Duan Feifei took the cherries from him: "Ma Xiao also bought cherries for your dormitory?"
"Ah," Jiang Kuo walked over and looked at the box of cherries, then turned to look at Duan Feifei, "Is this what he gave you?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded and took one from the box he brought, "It's quite big."
"Why?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "He brought you a whole box!"
"A small box for you?" Duan Feifei took another one and ate it.
"Yes." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei didn't say a word. He opened the box, took out two, and put them back in the box.
"...Why?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Repay you first, I think you're going to die of grievance," Duan Feifei said, taking two more and putting them in the box, "I'll add two more for you."
Jiang Kuo couldn't help but smile: "Thank you."
"I have always kept the part-time job for Ma Xiao," Duan Feifei said. "He has to treat me differently."
"How much is this box," Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "You shouldn't accept it if you give him a part-time job for two days."
"I still have to accept it," Duan Feifei said. "It would be embarrassing to accept him. With such a personality, it is already very difficult for him to come knock on my door. It would be inappropriate for me not to accept him."
"I'll give you this small box." Jiang Kuo said.
"Did you take that box?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"You're going home tomorrow, can you take this box back?" Duan Feifei said.
"...Is the May Day holiday tomorrow?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Otherwise, I filled out the holiday form last week." Duan Feifei said.
"Yes." Jiang Kuo said suddenly a little melancholy.
Not a little bit.
is very.
very.
Quite sad.
It's not necessary to go home, but he does want to go back for two days. The online store will be online after May 1st. In the past few days, Jiang Leo is full of tourists, so he went home. He happened to go back and chat with Jiang Leo face to face. Let’s chat and inquire about live streaming.
Another very important reason is that these few days off, if he really doesn't go home, he doesn't know how to spend it.
The new store has been cleaned up, just scrubbing and washing and waiting to move, and he doesn't need to do anything. On Niu Sandao's side, the old uncle has been packing things in the store these days, and he doesn't need any help from him.
The dormitory and the tenth floor are estimated to be his only places on May 1st.
That's horrible.
I haven't seen Duan Feihan yet.
It's better to go home and pretend to miss your loving father and mother.
"Have you packed everything?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded, "Tomorrow I will carry a bag on my back."
"Do you have any work to do these days?" Duan Feifei asked again.
"Just... the shelves and display cabinets on the cooked food side may arrive," Jiang Kuo said, "I have left all your phone numbers, and I have written all the copywriting that the online store will use. See if you have anything to add. "
"Okay, leave it to me." Duan Feifei said.
"After May 1st, are the old uncle and the others going to move back to their house?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei sighed softly, "he's been feeling quite uncomfortable these two days."
"After all, I've been living on this side of the market," Jiang Kuo said, "it's been more than ten years."
"Yes," said Duan Feifei, "I was there most of the time since I was a child."
Jiang Kuo was already very melancholy, but when he heard this, he felt even more melancholy, and his nose suddenly became a little sore.
Duan Feifei's life is changing little by little uncontrollably. His familiar life and familiar people are disappearing little by little. Those friends in the market who grew up with him or watched him grow up, even if they are good at maintaining relationships like Duan Feifei. It is also difficult to guarantee that the environment they lived together in disappears, and they can still stay in place.
"I came back after staying at home for about two or three days," Jiang Kuo said. "When I came back, I asked the friends from the market to come out for a drink. I never officially thanked them for the last thing."
"No," Duan Feifei smiled, "They didn't do anything, and they didn't eat less."
Jiang Kuo said nothing and looked at him.
"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "Okay, I'll get in touch, and when you come back, I'll take them to eat the big family."
"Well." Jiang Kuo smiled.
Before getting up in the morning, Da Cannon called and insisted on it until Jiang Kuo picked up the phone in a fit of rage and drowsiness: "Did you fucking lock the redial key!"
"I'm at the door of your dormitory," Cannon said. "The guard won't let me in, or I'll be able to grab you from your bed. What time is it!"
"It doesn't matter what time it is!" Jiang Kuo said, "What time does it take to drive by car, then how good is it for me to take the high-speed train!"
"Hurry up, if you don't go, you have to eat dinner on the road." Cannon said.
Jiang Kuo wanted to scold again, but after glancing at the time on his phone, he shut his mouth, hung up the phone and jumped out of bed.
It's past ten.
Tang Li was in the car early in the morning and left early, and the dormitory was empty.
After running into the toilet, Jiang Kuo backed out again, and there was a piece of paper on the toilet door.
- When you see this note, it means that you have overslept. I left the note at 9:30. I bought it early and asked if you want to eat it. I didn't expect you to wake up after I finished eating. Duan Yingjun.
Jiang Kuo was stunned for a while before entering the toilet while having fun.
When he came out of the wash, he took down the note and folded it and put it in his pocket.
There was nothing on the table, and there was no trace of the breakfast that Duan Feifei said, which means that this person took the breakfast and ate it in his dormitory, left a note telling him that you must have overslept, and left.
Didn't leave him a bite earlier.
Niubi.
Jiang Kuo put on his coat and picked up his bag, and when he went out, Tang Li's thoughts sounded in his mind: "The last person to leave the dormitory must remember the three gates, close the window, close the door and turn off the lights, remember to take your own things, four word, reaching for money, ID card key mobile wallet…”
Tang Li's years of ranting was still useful. Jiang Kuo followed his instructions and looked around, making sure it was all done, and then he closed the door and left the dormitory.
After 107, he knew that Duan Feifei was no longer in the dormitory, and there were probably no more than three people in the whole building, so he stopped and listened.
When standing at the door, there was always an illusion that the door would suddenly open, Duan Feifei was wearing big pants and slippers, and stood inside looking at him with a shocked expression: "What?"
He smiled, ran out of the dormitory building, and shouted as he passed the duty room, "Uncle Zhao, I'm leaving."
"Have a safe journey, have a good time on vacation." Uncle Zhao said with a smile.
"Early in the back seat." Cannon called out from the car when he saw him coming out.
Jiang Kuo opened the door of the back seat, threw his bag in, took the cannon and packed breakfast, and sat in the co-pilot.
The breakfast is very high-end, and the package is hotel morning tea. It has been a long time since he had such a high-end breakfast. The most expensive breakfast he had after school started was the 30 yuan soy milk fritters that Ding Zhe invited.
"Where's Duan Feifei?" Cannon asked.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "Do you have anything to do with him?"
"...I have something to do with him," Cannon started the car, "I'm just surprised that I didn't see him coming to see you off."
"What's strange," Jiang Kuo opened the breakfast box, "He went back to work with three cuts."
"You..." Cannon looked at him, frowning, "could it be... It's only been a few months, and it's split?"
"Go away," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Did you talk a little bit, did you say this casually?"
"Not casually," said Cannon, "I said it very seriously."
"No." Jiang Kuo took a mouthful of siumai.
"A quarrel?" Cannon asked.
"Where are all the questions coming from?" Jiang Kuo snorted, considering that if he didn't speak up, the cannon might keep asking, so he briefly added, "Just discuss it and calm down for a while."
This answer failed to stop Cannon's mouth. He made a breakthrough from another angle: "...Why do you suddenly have to calm down?"
"Ah..." Jiang Kuo looked out the window, "Why are you so annoying, you think I'm pushing him too hard, so just step back and let everyone relax."
"Will we be together in the future?" Cannon asked.
Jiang Kuo turned to look at him: "Why are you so worried that we are not together?"
"I think it's what you're looking for," Cannon tapped his finger on the steering wheel. "He's pretty good, and there's nothing like this for another."
"Yo." Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Hu can remember people well."
"I didn't just say he was fine because of the last time he helped," Cannon said. "It's just a feeling."
"Well," Jiang Kuo smiled, "then you feel quite right."
"Damn it," Fan Jiabao said, "Did I say that day I said that I could use it as soon as I saw it, and you fucking emptied it for Lao Tzu!"
"Yeah," Duan Feifei said, "It can all be used, you can go to my store and see, everything has a destination."
"Return..." Fan Jiabao laughed, but immediately returned to his previous tone, "Are you still at 303!"
"Here." Duan Feifei said.
"Wait," Fan Jiabao said, "I'm going up now."
After hanging up the phone, Duan Feifei walked into the bedroom to have a look, wondering where the bed would be more appropriate.
The rent of Fan Jiabao's house is relatively cheap. One is the price for acquaintances, and the other is that the rent in this area is not high. Although it is just across the street from the market, this street is the main road out of the city, and there are quite a lot of trucks at night. Yes, a little noisy.
All in all, it's okay, close the windows and turn on the air conditioner at night, and the sound from outside is not obvious. There have been more suitable ones before, but it's not cost-effective to rent them in advance. It's only now that you can rent them. Fan Jiabao's set is the most suitable.
Within two minutes, Fan Jiabao made a phone call and entered the door. It seemed that he was nearby.
As soon as he entered the door, Duan Feifei was waiting for him to invite him to ask his guilt, but Fan Jiabao first looked at him and asked, "Are you playing cards?"
"...Don't fight." Duan Feifei said.
"It's going to be later," Fan Jiabao said into the phone, "I can't get anyone together right now, it's noon."
After hanging up the phone, he raised his hand: "Come on, let me tell you something."
Duan Feifei glanced around, is there anything else to talk about in this room
"Don't renovate it yourself," Fan Jiabao said. "The things in the kitchen and bathroom were only changed last year. Don't move them. If they do, they will be restored to me when you check out."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"You have to take the garbage downstairs by yourself, and the property doesn't help you get the garbage upstairs now," Fan Jiabao walked around the house. "There's nothing else."
"I see." Duan Feifei said.
"Is there anything in the warehouse that can be used here?" Fan Jiabao said, "I remember there are water dispensers or purifiers, etc. Did you bring any here? You can't use it in your store, right?"
"...Take it later." Duan Feifei said, "I can't just put it here in front of you."
"Hey," Fan Jiabao sighed, "take it, it's okay to take it empty, I can rent it out when it happens to be empty. When will you come in and live in this house?"
"It's almost July," Duan Feifei said, "my dad will come out at that time."
Fan Jiabao glanced at him and reacted quickly: "The one they said Niu Sandao was in jail was your father?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"Fantastic," Fan Jiabao slapped his hand, "let's go, please have coffee."
"No," Duan Feifei said, "I have to go back for dinner later."
"What do you mean?" Fan Jiabao looked at him, "Do you want me to invite you to dinner?"
"Drink coffee," Duan Feifei said, "let's go."
Fan Jiabao has a lot of houses and shops, but the magic is that he seems to have an obsession with opening a coffee shop. Except for the coffee shop opposite Brother Song's house, and the one he met that day, he also has a coffee shop near the market here.
"Are all your own coffee shops?" Duan Feifei sat beside the bar, watching Fan Jiabao busy.
"Well," Fan Jiabao put away the coffee maker, "it's just that the location is not good, and the business is not good."
"You can do anything else." Duan Feifei said.
"It doesn't matter," Fan Jiabao said, "I just like to make coffee and sell coffee. I brew the beans myself."
"I can't tell." Duan Feifei said honestly.
"Yeah, don't say you can't see it, neither my parents can see it," Fan Jiabao pushed a wine glass-like thing in front of him, "Look, I'm pretty good at punching. "
Duan Feifei looked at him holding a kettle, poured water into the ground coffee, poured it for a while, stopped, turned around, and poured in the middle, but he couldn't see why.
Fan Jiabao's performance was in vain. If Jiang Kuo was sitting here, he would probably give him some response.
Sitting here to read it myself, I can only say one sentence: "It's very interesting."
Fan Jiabao put down the pot, looked at him and sighed: "I still guessed wrong."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei smiled.
"I think your guy can drink," Fan Jiabao said. "I thought you would always be with him and understand a little bit."
Duan Feifei looked at him, and after a while he asked, "Which one?"
"Jiang Kuo, it's called Jiang Kuo," Fan Jiabao clicked his tongue, "Don't pretend to me, you can tell."
Duan Feifei took a sip of the coffee, which was much worse than the tea Jiang Kuo brewed.
"It tastes better than I thought." He complimented against his will.
"Then you two have similar tastes," Fan Jiabao began to make coffee for himself, "he drank this style last time."
"You have a good memory." Duan Feifei smiled.
To be precise, you have a very unique memory. You can't remember Jiang Kuo's name, but you remember what kind of coffee he drank.
Is it because the business is so weak that he sold a cup of coffee to Jiang Kuo in the past six months.
"I usually come here to fall in love," Fan Jiabao said. "I can't remember anyone else. Because you two are two men, I remember them. It's rare."
"Well," Duan Feifei looked at the store, "do you have no staff in this store?"
"It's still there in the morning, but it's gone now," Fan Jiabao said. "Let me scold me and run away. I have to scold me three or five times a month."
"I have a bad temper." Duan Feifei said.
"Our second-generation rich have this temper." Fan Jiabao said.
Duan Feifei looked at him and said nothing.
What he said is not quite right. Jiang Kuo is not such a temper. It is true that he does not hold back his emotions, but if he really opens a store and does not scold people, he probably doesn't bother to speak.
"That's still not the same as Jiang Kuo," Fan Jiabao said. "My second generation of upstarts is just a violent temper. His family should be really rich and look down on us."
"No," said Duan Feifei, "he's not that kind of person."
"Ask him to play when you have time," Fan Jiabao said. "You two don't need money for coffee, and if I'm not here, you can do it yourself."
"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "if you want to eat beef, go to the store and get it."
Fan Jiabao took a sip of coffee, looked at him and smiled: "Did Jiang Kuo go home from vacation?"
Yo, do you know this
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"I guess it is," Fan Jiabao sighed, "I see that you have no energy, and your brows are stunned."
Duan Feifei snorted.
"You go to his house to play with him." Fan Jiabao said.
"I have a lot of things here and I can't leave." Duan Feifei said.
"Then let him not go back," Fan Jiabao said. "It takes a lot of effort. It seems that we have just talked for a few days."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei smiled, "He's all set to return."
"How funny, can you come back when you're ready?" Fan Jiabao's voice grew louder and looked at him with disgust, "Just say don't come back, stay! Stay with me!"
Duan Feifei didn't say a word, feeling that he was going to sing in the next second.
"Isn't it," Fan Jiabao knocked on the bar, "if he's all right, he won't leave."
"Then there is something wrong with the family." Duan Feifei smiled.
"If something happens, he will tell you something, then go!" Fan Jiabao said, "then it's not too late for you to die here again."
"Fuck." Duan Feifei smiled and took a sip of coffee.
Fan Jiabao's expression was a bit exaggerated, but it didn't seem to be completely unreasonable. After all, this situation is special, and he has never made any demands on Jiang Kuo.