I don't think the plot is right!

Song Xichen was kicked awake the next day.

Sitting on the ground and shaking his head, he was completely awake. Looking up, he saw Cheng An sitting on the bed with a cold expression on his face.

...So I was kicked out of bed?

"Why are you here?" Cheng An returned to his unkind look.

"...Who begged me to pick her up last night???" Song Xichen looked helpless.

Cheng An generally remembered this part, but she couldn't figure out how Song Xichen "took her to bed".

Song Xichen had already stood up: "It's fine if you don't remember, anyway... people like you drink less."

Cheng An didn't reply, but was trying to remember something.

Song Xichen looked at her slightly parted lips, couldn't help but think of what happened last night, and his ears felt a little hot.

Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Cheng An asked him coldly, "Why are you standing in my house in a daze?"

Song Xichen pouted and was about to leave, but before going out, he added: "You are cuter when you are drunk."

For the time being, Cheng An only remembered that he told Song Xichen too much about the past, and didn't remember what he did too much afterwards, so he just thought Song Xichen was making fun of him and didn't think about it any more.

After that, the house also moved back, and Song Yuan never came again. The only change is that there is an extra Song Xichen and she always looks for her.

It's amazing to say that after staying with Song Xichen for a long time, the topics gradually increased, and sometimes I was surprised to find that the two sides had a lot of common interests.

For example, both want to open their own shops.

Although Cheng An wanted to open a coffee shop, Song Xichen wanted to open a hot pot restaurant and sell stinky tofu at the door.

It was originally just a topic for the two of them to chat to pass the time, but Song Xichen remembered it in his heart.

After the weather gradually warmed up, Song Xichen really started to search for the store, and brought Cheng An over to see it when the decoration was almost finished. Cheng An was really surprised.

Not surprised that he was actually running a cafe, but surprised: "Why do you have to add a stinky tofu stand at the door???"

"I'm such a persistent person." Song Xichen turned his head and said seriously to Cheng An.

You're just sick... Cheng An rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

"Do you really want to open your own shop?" On the way back, Cheng An's tone suddenly became serious: "...Then about your internship?"

"Song Yuan hasn't been to the company for several months. Without him, our workload has increased a lot. It's not worthwhile for me to stay there as an intern... Just ask my dad to open an internship certificate or something."

Cheng An was obviously silent after hearing the name Song Yuan.Hasn't been... for months?

Song Xichen didn't like her appearance of "unforgettable old love" the most, so he deliberately changed the topic: "I'll hire you as the store manager."

After Cheng An heard this, he really fell into other thoughts... Thinking about it, I really didn't look for a job seriously after graduation, and I still keep asking my family for money at this age... The manager of the coffee shop, it sounds pretty good.

It was really dug out by Song Xichen.But neither of them has much experience, and neither the promotional marketing method nor the actual taste of the drink has any bright spots. In short, the customer flow of the coffee shop is very impressive.

Song Xichen was about to graduate, and he was busy with thesis defense and so on. Most of the time, Cheng An was left alone in the shop.

Occasionally, when Song Xichen went to check on the post, what he saw must be Cheng An's passive sabotage.

Either lying on the bar counter and flipping through magazines, or listening to music and playing with bank accounts... This time it was even worse, sleeping on a recliner with a magazine covering your face in broad daylight!

Song Xichen angrily walked over and opened the magazine.Cheng An frowned dissatisfied because he suddenly felt the light was dazzling.

"Did you do this with me in broad daylight? We're going to die!!!" Song Xichen yelled.

Cheng An didn't take it seriously: "It's just that no one came, what can I do?"

"You don't know how to go out to solicit clients?" Song Xichen hated that iron can't be made into steel.

"How to recruit? Use my beauty?" Cheng An pretended to wink at him.

Knowing that it was a joke, Song Xichen was stunned for a moment and then nodded blankly.

Cheng An shivered for a while: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm regretting it." Song Xichen said seriously, "If I opened that kind of shop, I would make a lot of money by hiring you."

"Then guess which client I want to pick up the most?" Cheng An deliberately made fun of him in a coquettish pose following his bad taste, and poked his finger straight at his chest.

"...Song Yuan?" Song Xichen didn't bring the topic to himself.

Cheng An obviously paused, then lowered his head and retracted his fingers, ignoring Song Xichen.

The suddenly dimmed eyes made Song Xichen feel more glaring than the teasing gesture just now.

He simply pinched her face and forced her to look up.

Cheng An, whose face was suddenly fixed, was a little displeased, and wanted to open Song Xichen's hand.

Song Xichen grabbed Cheng An's hands.

"...What are you doing?" Cheng An was inexplicably hopeless after failing to resist.

"I don't want to see your stinky expression."

"Why do I have a bad expression? Song Xichen, don't make trouble and I'll tell you."

"You just can't forget him, can you?"

Sure enough, this sentence can immediately silence Cheng An.

Seeing her lips slightly parted to say something but then closed again, Song Xichen couldn't help kissing her.

Both of them were actually taken aback.

But Song Xichen raised his head and said seriously: "You can't forget, then I will help you forget."