a lot of time

Shao Guanchao set an alarm clock at eight o'clock, and he was fully awake at 06:30.Seeing that it was still a long time before the alarm clock rang, he originally planned to play with Switch to pass the time, but before the machine was turned on, Ji Rong's nuisance message was sent on his mobile phone's WeChat.

Ji Rong: Xiao Shui, good morning.

41:[-].Shao Guanchao glanced at the time on the phone, and replied, "Brother, do you know what time it is?"

Ji Rong: Really, in the past when someone asked you out for dinner, you would wake up very early, right?

The two lived under the same roof when they lived in the rented house, and they knew each other's work and rest time like the palm of their hands. The only way they could meet each other early in the morning was when Shao Guanchao and Nine Jirong met early in the morning except for morning classes and dinner.

Unexpectedly, Ji Rong still remembered his elementary school-like faults, Shao Guanchao blushed, relying on the fact that he couldn't see the other side through the phone screen, he lied confidently and said: I was woken up by you.

The other side sent the sentence "Okay, I treat you to this meal at noon today as an apology", which made Shao Guanchao's last bit of conscience ache, and felt guilty that it was too much to ask him to treat himself to a meal for 382 yuan to make amends.

Shao Guanchao: Forget it, I happen to have something to do in the morning, so let me invite you for lunch.

Ji Rong: Well, I will invite you next time.

Unknowingly, it changed from one meal appointment to two appointments. Shao Guanchao thought that this "next time" was probably the basic politeness in the adult world. In line with the social relationship of ordinary friends, he raised his hand and replied "yes" to Ji Rong.

After putting down the phone, holding the switch was meaningless. Shao Guanchao simply got up to wash up, even took out the razor in the cabinet to clean up his appearance, and finally opened the closet, swept a pile of clothes and threw them on the bed, thinking seriously The important question of what to wear when going out later.

The clothes were carefully selected by Kevin and arranged in matching sets. Shao Guanchao felt that each set seemed to be pretty good, so he took a photo and sent it to Kevin, asking the stylist to help him worry about this problem.

Shao Guanchao: [picture.jpg] Which one looks better?

Kevin, who was still sleeping, opened his eyes and saw the boss's bed that seemed to have been attacked by Godzilla. He screamed out of shock and sent a voice to accuse Shao Guanchao of ruining his clothes: "Watch Look!!! Don't throw these clothes on the bed for me!!! It won't look good if it's wrinkled!!"

In order to calm Kevin's restless mood, Shao Guanchao had no choice but to pick up some of the clothes and hang them back seriously according to his request. Only then did the voice sent by Kevin ease his mood: "This way the clothes can be preserved for a longer period of time. Well... what question do you want to ask me?"

Shao Guanchao scrolled up a few posts, and resent the screenshot of the photo and that sentence to Kevin for viewing.

Kevin: What occasion do you wear it to?

Shao Guanchao: Just ordinary friends for a meal.

A voice was quickly sent from the other side, the voice was serious with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Guan Guan, tell the truth."

Shao Guanchao felt that he was innocent, and somehow his stylist suspected that he was not telling the truth, so he replied blankly, "I really just had dinner with ordinary friends."

Kevin sent a 20-second voice, Shao Guanchao clicked on it, and the other party complained very sadly: "Guan Guan, you have changed, normal friends go out to have a meal, why do you ask me to refer to the dress so much?"

That's different, that person is Mr. Ji Rong, who could feel a sense of ritual when he ate instant noodles back then. If he didn't act like he had lived a chic and magnanimous life in the past five years, how could he be worthy of those expired things thrown away in the refrigerator? Dropped suckable jelly.

But of course Shao Guanchao would not tell Kevin this kind of thing, he could only evade it vaguely to "friends are more fussy", and got a piece of advice from Kevin "Then Guanguan, you should stay away from this kind of person in the future, do you know?"

Of course I know, isn’t this what I’m trying to do.

There was no reply for more than ten minutes. Shao Guanchao guessed that Kevin was zooming in on the picture and trying to model these clothes on Shao Guanchao in his mind.When No. 13 minutes passed, Kevin finally sent a long voice message instructing Shao Guanchao on how to "use the most Shao Guanchao-style outfits to diss the sanctimonious hypocrite."

Shao Guanchao quickly picked clothes and put them on according to the voice. After putting on the small accessories, he stood in front of the full-length mirror. He felt that Mr. Kevin's vision was really good, and took a picture of the buyer's show to express his gratitude to him.

Ignoring the yelling from the other side, "Oh, is such a beauty that descends from the gods really real?", I checked my phone and it was already 9:30, and I picked up the car keys and walked out of the house.

The Audi in the garage was dusty. The last time I drove it out was more than two months ago to catch up with Wang Shuai’s spicy crayfish shop. Shao Guanchao parked the car casually and ignored it when he came back, so the dust in the underground garage Kissed the car all over.The film king had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and go into battle with his own hands. He wiped the rag in the trunk casually, and after confirming that the car looked handsome even if he didn't get a close look, he resolutely got in the car and started off.

For Shao Guanchao, who is incompetent in housework, remembering to wipe it off before sitting on it is already the limit.

On weekdays in City S, the streets are never empty. It was already 10 minutes past ten o'clock when Shao Guanchao followed the navigation to the address given by Ji Rong.Looking at Mr. Ji, who is still dressed in a dignified manner, against the background of a dilapidated urban village, the word "out of place" seems to be stuck on his forehead.

Seeing this picture, Shao Guanchao's mood was indescribably complicated, without the ecstasy and secret joy that he had imagined.He stepped on the brake and honked the horn, and the car slowly slid to Ji Rong's side and stopped.

Ji Rong is looking at his mobile phone, the kind with no distractions.Hearing the sound of the car horn, he was distracted and looked away from the phone screen, opened the co-pilot's door with a natural attitude, sat in, fastened his seat belt and said "Let's go".

Wait, brother, did you forget something?The pain in Shao Guanchao's heart just burned away. He slightly released the brakes, increased the steering wheel, and deliberately made some noise in the car.Ji Rong raised his head after hearing the voice, and turned to look at Shao Guanchao in puzzlement: "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay." Seeing that the other party didn't have the consciousness of saying hello at all, and he looked like a host at all, Shao Guanchao thought about what to do with 382 yuan, and understated it discouragedly, "What are you going to eat?"

As a result, the car stopped on the side of the road before driving five meters away. Pedestrians saw the Audi's driver's seat and co-driver's seat open the doors at the same time, and the two boys sitting on it got down and exchanged positions.

Ji Rong turned the car to a small alley and stopped. At first, Shao Guanchao remembered to pay attention to the road, but later found that as a native citizen of S city, he didn't know why Xiafei Road turned into a corner. Suddenly came to this place he had never seen before.There were many gourmet shops on both sides of the street, Ji Rong stopped the car and waited for Shao Guanchao to make up his disguise, the two got out of the car and walked forward together.

Feifeng steamed buns, Aunt Mo's duck blood vermicelli soup, Lanzhou beef ramen...they all seem to be small shops with ordinary tastes, and the prices seem to be very affordable. Shao Guanchao couldn't help pulling the corner of the person in front of him , whispered to him: "You don't need to save me money..."

After hearing this, Ji Rong's mood became a little better. He couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. He stopped and turned to Shao Guanchao and said, "Let's go for a while, you should like it."

So Shao Guanchao followed Ji Rong in a daze.

After passing the corner of the street, the cramped small alley became brighter and brighter, and the road became much wider. Shao Guanchao raised his eyes and saw the sign of the first shop that read "Hang Seng Beef Noodles". .

The proprietress wearing an apron and holding an enamel basin walked out of the shop. She looked up and saw two men standing beside the shop door. She smiled and said warmly, "Hey, Xiao Ji, did you even bring Xiao Shao this time?"

Ji Rong smiled and nodded to the proprietress: "Yes, I came here on an empty stomach."

"Then I'll add two or two more noodles for you today! Come, come in, Xiao Shao hasn't eaten our noodles for many years, right?" The proprietress poured the water in the enamel basin by the manhole cover, and raised her hand to beckon the two of them. Entering the door, he yelled into the kitchen, "Ah Sheng, Xiao Ji and Xiao Shao are here! As usual, two bowls plus two taels!"

Hang Seng Beef Noodles was a husband and wife noodle shop that opened on Zhongxi North Street back then. In a messy environment, it stood out in Ji Rong's selection list for its clean appearance and undamaged dishes. Shao Guanchao and Ji Rong were at that time Occasionally, I would go there to eat noodles on the days when I was not working together. Over time, I became good friends with the boss and the proprietress.

It's just that since Ji Rongfei left, Shao Guanchao never entered that store again.When he graduated, he thought of this store full of memories again, and when he wanted to taste it for the last time, he found that the store had already been transferred to the new Internet celebrity milk tea shop.

"Xiao Shao, I have seen you in movies for the past two years, how are you doing now?" The proprietress' voice was full of joy.

Shao Guanchao was pushed to walk in mechanically, feeling his eyes were moist, but he didn't know where the soreness came from, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth in response: "Well, it's not bad."

The proprietress smiled and said, "I'll go inside to help you urge you", leaving the two of them to find a seat by themselves. Ji Rong led Shao Guanchao to choose a seat by the window. The dishes and cups were scalded all over.

Shao Guanchao and Ren Jirong were doing the jobs they used to do, and he was a bit puzzled how he could find this small noodle shop hidden in an ordinary market after moving to the city: "How did you find this place?"

After Ji Rong finished ironing the tableware, he changed the pot of water to refill Shao Guanchao. After pushing the water glass to his side, he raised his eyes and said, "After returning from LA, I only know that you are in S city. I wonder if I can run into you on the street."

"I happened to visit this area by chance, and saw a store with the same name as the one we had been to before. I couldn't resist entering it, only to find out that it was the one from before." When Ji Rong spoke, his eyes were fixed on Shao Guanchao, and his ears could be heard. Tip slightly red.

Shao Guanchao's heart skipped a beat. He looked away and commented calmly, "That's really a coincidence."

The beef noodles came in time, ruining the atmosphere that made Shao Guanchao uncomfortable.He quickly stretched out his chopsticks to stir the noodles, and picked up a few to taste. The taste was so familiar that he could recall the never-ending aroma of milk tea on Zhongxi North Street.

Adding two taels of noodles to the big bowl, Shao Guanchao ate it to the top for the first time.

"I will come here often with Xiao Ji in the future." The proprietress' voice was still in my ears until they reached the corner.

"Okay," it was Ji Rong who turned around and seriously agreed on behalf of Shao Guanchao, "I will definitely come here often."

The author has something to say:

Nine pounds and fifteen pence for beef noodles (not