Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

a few days later.

"Sir, your coffee."

"Thank you."

You're welcome, you prodigal man. I ordered 6 cups of coffee, but I didn't drink it. If you know it, you're here to cheer, but if you don't know it, you'll think you're messing things up.

Xie Yao turned to the next page, looked up at him, "Is there anything else?"

Zuo Yan sat in front of him, "Do you know what waste is a crime?"

Xie Yao said: "Then do you want to arrest me?"

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Zuo Yan tactfully changed the subject.

"Aren't you very busy recently?"

The day before yesterday, he also heard teacher Xie Yao call, asking him to participate in some sketches.

They have not been idle since they went to Muzhai, until they came back, he did not see Xie Yao holding a paintbrush.

Where does the work come from, the problem in front of me, I am not in a hurry.

"It's over."

Zuo Yan: ... When did it happen?

Xie Yao closed the book, put his hands on the table, and whispered something.

Zuo Yan didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer, "What did you say?"

The two of them were making a table for couples, and what they wanted was a close distance, Zuo Yan heard him whispering in his ear.

"Every night after you fall asleep, it is the time when my inspiration is at its peak."

After speaking, he bit his ear.

It just so happened that another customer came to the store, Zuo Yan walked over while playing with the system.

"What did he mean by that?"

System: "Do you still remember that when their painters created their works, they were all eccentric."

Zuo Yan: "I remember, Xie Yao seemed to pass through the suffocation in the water..."

Seeing him, the system understood, "That's right, he has found a better source of inspiration now."

"A cup of cappuccino, table 3."

Zuo Yan sat on the chair, always feeling that Xie Yao's paintings also had a part of his credit.

System: It is indispensable.

Su Zi washed her hands and came out from behind, "You two have such a good relationship, it's really enviable to see."

"Where did you see that?"

"I just opened for 4 days, and he sat there for three days. He ordered 22 cups of coffee in the store and didn't drink a cup. He kept reading until the evening when he picked you up. I wanted to leave work early for you."

Su Zi lamented that she was not optimistic about the relationship between the two at the beginning, the gap was too big, and the balance was tilted from the very beginning.

She was still worried, if something really happened, Xie Yao would be able to escape unscathed, but what about Xu Yang.

Fortunately, the two of them are getting better and better now, and she is relieved.

When Zuo Yan heard that he was leaving get off work early, he turned his head and looked at her, both eyes lit up.

Su Zi patted his head, "Don't even think about it, I still count on your great painter Xie to attract guests for me."

Their store was not big, and it was newly opened. There were only three customers on the first day.

Since Xie Yao came the next day and sat by the window, there were suddenly more people in the store.

Su Zi felt that the touch on his head was quite palpable, and after rubbing it a couple of times, she felt a sharp gaze staring at her.

Su Zi was taken aback for a moment, then looked up, and saw Xie Yao looking at her...hand with a smile.

She quickly withdrew her hand.

Xie Yao smiled at her, lowered his head and continued to read.

Zuo Yan didn't notice the movements of the two of them, and he counted secretly in his heart, "These girls are still young, and the flashlights are still on."

Su Zi heard that he underestimated, "How do you know they weren't trying to attract the attention of your great painter Xie?"

"Can it still be like this?"

"Why not? That's how I abducted my boyfriend. I think you should take good care of yours."

But it shouldn't be necessary to look at it, she doesn't believe that the other party is in the store every day just to accompany Xu Yang.

This possessive desire is really unbearable for ordinary people.

Zuo Yan's focus is, "Since when did you have a boyfriend?"

"On the days when you were traveling, and you also know him, he is the pastry chef in our shop."

The honest pastry chef came over at this moment and put his arms around Su Zi's waist.After the two of them finished talking, Su Zi turned around, "I bought Mr. Xie's coffee, take good care of the guests."

Zuo Yan sighed.

"Men cry, cry, cry, it's not a sin~~"

The system suddenly startled him, "What are you doing!"

System: "Comfort you."

Thank you so much.

In the afternoon, he also got off work and went home with Xie Yao. Of course, the two of them hadn't had lunch yet, and they went to a Japanese restaurant.

Just happened to see Ji Zhizhi.

"Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Ji Mingzhi took a sip of the wine, and his face immediately turned red.

"There are still some things to deal with, so I can't go back for the time being."

"Is it about the previous case?"

While talking, Xie Yao took the wine glass away from Zuo Yan's eyes and put it in his hand.

Seeing the awkward relationship between the two, Ji Ming looked elsewhere.

"Zhang Cuiping is dead."

Xie Yao frowned, "What's going on?"

Ji Mingzhi said: "After we learned about the case back then, we didn't pay attention for a while, and she committed suicide. Of course, this is not the point. She had suicidal tendencies long ago. The point is another person. Cai Yong was found to be mentally ill, so There has been no sentencing yet."

This is what he has been worrying about recently. He was about to go back, but suddenly he said that the murderer who was so arrogant that he dared to kill in front of the police was found to have schizophrenia, and it is very likely that he was suffering from the disease. Time to kill people.

Their national schizophrenia and dual personality are not considered intentional if the crime is not committed by the main personality.

Therefore, if Cai Yong is really determined to have committed an illness and murdered, then he will probably only be detained for treatment.

Xie Yao lowered his eyelids and looked at the chopsticks on the table, "Do you suspect that he is pretending?"

Ji Mingzhi said, "I don't want to doubt it, but it is his son who pointed out that Cai Yong is sick."

A civilian in the police station.

"Confirmed by a psychologist?"

"Not yet. I have to wait for the results. He killed four people by himself. How could he escape legal punishment so easily because of a schizophrenia?"

Xie Yao said: "If you need my help, you can go to the studio to find me."

Ji Mingzhi laughed, "Okay, I just happen to be unfamiliar here."

Zuo Yan looked quite novel. Even if Xie Yao didn't take revenge, he had a plan, and I don't know how he explained it. These people and the police still trust him.

On the way back, Zuo Yan received a call from Su Zi, telling him not to come tomorrow morning, but to go in the afternoon.

Seeing him hang up the phone, Xie Yao said casually: "Miss Su is very nice."

Zuo Yan nodded, yes, it's half a day off.

"People are also very beautiful."

Zuo Yan nodded again, yes, she has become more and more beautiful recently.

"You like her very much?"

Zuo Yan wanted to nod subconsciously, but suddenly stopped.

Xie Yao smiled at him gently, "It seems that you like her very much."

Zuo Yan hurriedly said, "She has a boyfriend!"

"Oh? Disappointed?"

It gets darker and darker!

The arms around his waist hugged him uncomfortable, "I really don't like her."

Xie Yao looked at him sideways, "Then who do you like?"

"you."

I have been with you so many times, and you still have doubts, what do you want.

Xie Yao hooked his chin, breathing staggeredly, "Say it again."

"I like you."

After saying this, Zuo Yan felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and he never wanted to see this person again.

Xie Yao said, "I didn't hear clearly."

Zuo Yan said it again, and then he heard Xie Yao say, speak louder, it's not sincere enough, do it again.

Zuo Yan let out a sigh of relief, hehe, I won't play with you anymore.

Xie Yao looked at his back for a long time, then chuckled.