There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Boss Li is nostalgic and cares about face. For a moment, the young man almost mistaken him for Wu Feng. When he came to his senses, he felt even more disappointed. Now that he suddenly wanted to sit at the table reserved for those two people, he was even more angry. Do not call one place.

So what if they look alike?Breaking free from frivolity, after all, he wasn't the person he had been waiting for.

So instead of looking differently at the other party because of his handsome appearance, Boss Li's attitude became even worse. Thinking that this young man looks either rich or expensive, he must not be able to bear such grievances. And leave angrily.

Unexpectedly, the young man was still smiling lazily. Although he was a bit uninhibited, he was not annoying at all. Instead, he gave people a cheerful and bright feeling. In an instant, Boss Li and others recalled the old days. Wu Feng.

"Then change this table."

The boy in white casually pointed at the seat by the window, but it was closer to the door, not as secret as the previous table.

Seeing that Boss Li had nothing to say, he sat down with a smile on his face, and said, "I've heard the name of the green plum wine from Sanfen Restaurant for a long time, please bring me a pot, and just add some snacks."

The waiter immediately agreed repeatedly and went to the backyard, and ran out briskly after a short while, brought the things the boy had ordered to the table and placed them one by one, and said again: "Guest officer, please use it slowly."

The young man didn't say much, he filled a glass of green plum wine with a smile, put it on his nose and sniffed it for a while, his eyebrows raised slightly, and then drank it down.

When he put down the wine glass, his eyes seemed to be much brighter than before, and with a look of surprise and satisfaction, he looked at the shop assistant who was still standing aside.

But because there were no other customers in the shop, and because he was curious about the young man who resembled Wu Feng, and wanted to see what he thought of his green plum wine, he had the cheek to refuse to leave immediately.

But the white-clothed boy smiled and said: "Green plum wine is really extraordinary, it makes people have endless aftertaste, but your boss is indeed as personal as the rumors say."

But that guy is also an old man who has been in Sanfen Restaurant for some years. Thinking of the boss's stubborn temper these years, I don't know how many troubles he has caused, and now he has become a famous person. Smiling secretly in his heart, he lowered his voice and said: "Guest officer, don't talk nonsense, be careful that our boss will kick you out."

The young man in white stuck out his tongue slightly, and continued to drink wine with a smile, and occasionally had some snacks, while his eyes wandered from inside to outside the shop, looking like he was doing nothing.

People who came out to drink alone so early in the shop have been open for so many years, and I haven’t met many people. Even if there are, they can be seen at a glance. People who are heartbroken because of someone or something, like this is only suitable for Xianyi This is the first time I've seen a young man who is angry with horses and calls out for friends.

So not to mention that the guy pretended to be cleaning the table and chairs, and still wandered around the boy's table, taking the opportunity to observe him, even the stern-faced Boss Li would steal a glance at him from time to time.

The more I observed, the more I felt that the young man was too similar to Wu Feng back then. It would be unbelievable if there was no connection.

Boss Li was hesitating in his heart, whether he should lower his face and say a few words to the other party, his old man couldn't help but said again: "This young man must not be a local because of his accent? I don't know how to call him ah?"

The boy was looking at the long street outside the window, when he heard the words, he turned his head and glanced at him, said with a smile, "I'm from Gusu, my surname is Murong."

When they first heard the word "Gusu", the eyes of Boss Li and the staff couldn't help but brighten up. They remembered very clearly that people from the rivers and lakes who came here to drink once said that the people of the Wu family in the south of the Yangtze River are the people of the world. Living outside Gusu City.

This young man in white is so similar to Wu Feng, could it be that he is also a descendant of the Wu family?

But when they heard the second half of what he said, the two couldn't help being disappointed again.

If the surname is Murong again, then he is not from the Wu family?

The store clerk couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, and muttered in a low voice: "So it's not Wu..."

In fact, the young man had already noticed the strange behavior of the people in the store when they saw him. Although the clerk said this sentence lightly, he still heard it clearly, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why? My surname should be Wu. ?"

He asked with a smile, but the waiter was afraid of offending the guest, so he hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Mr. Murong, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that. It's just..."

As he said that, he couldn't help but looked up at the young man's face again, and said with a bit of regret: "Young Master looks so much like a regular customer of ours, that's why I asked this question."

Hearing what he said, the boy immediately became a little excited, and said with a smile: "There really is such a person? Do you know where he is from? I'd like to take a look if I have the chance."

The store clerk also laughed and said, "Speaking of which, you are really from the same hometown. Mr. Wu is also from Gusu, but he hasn't been here for more than [-] years..."

When it comes to the last sentence, I can't help but feel lost again.

The white-clothed boy couldn't help but startled, and was about to ask more questions, but suddenly he heard Boss Li behind the counter yelling angrily: "Why don't you go to the back to help when you have time? When there are more customers at noon, you will be too busy."

The store clerk knew his temper and knew that he didn't like to bring up Jun Mowen and Wu Feng's affairs to outsiders, so he smiled apologetically at the young man and said, "Young master, please forgive me, I have to go to the backyard to help first, what's the matter?" Need to say hello again."

Although the young man in white clothes is young, he has an exquisite and clear heart, and he naturally knows the elegance when he hears the string song, so he couldn't drag the guy to ask further questions, so he smiled and nodded, and let him go.

Although he was a little curious about the "Mr. Wu" that the store said was very similar to himself, he didn't take it seriously.

What's more, the buddy said that the person hadn't appeared again for more than 20 years. Since he was a regular customer here, and the boss and the buddy were so fond of him, there was no way that he hadn't heard from him for so long. Presumably, something happened.

He was born in a martial arts family, and he already knew that since he had to walk in the rivers and lakes, he would inevitably experience wind, frost, snow and rain, so he was unwilling to delve into this kind of joys and sorrows.

If you don't ask at this time, what happened to the person surnamed Wu is just a stranger to him, so it is difficult to draw his mind.

Once you get to the bottom of it and know more about that person's life story, you may feel melancholy and remorse in vain, and sigh for not being able to change the other person's fate.

The boy's eyes turned to the window again.

The spring is just right, and the people in front of me are still too pitiful, so how can there be time and energy to remember the dead and mourn the spring and autumn?

In a sense, Murong Xuefei, that is, the boy in white, feels that he is a person who knows how to enjoy himself in time.

So why not have a drink early in the morning?What kind of loneliness is being alone?

Isn't it all right as long as you are happy?

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of two beautiful figures flashing from the end of the street, walking hurriedly on the long street while looking left and right, but he still drank the wine in his glass first with a smile on his face.