I don't think the plot is right!

"...Let's go, I have to go back to look at the store, don't worry about Cheng An being there." Song Xichen couldn't stand Song Yuan's doting face anymore, stood up and really planned to leave.

"Have you opened a shop? I want to go...to see..." Fang Jiashu didn't know where his courage came from, but he just wanted to see Cheng An again.

Although Song Yuan was surprised, he still wanted to follow him in everything.

When it was almost time, Fang Jiashu felt a little regretful, and began to find something to say: "Well... what store do you open?"

"It's just a small cafe, it's too big for the two of us to keep busy."

"Oh..." Fang Jiashu didn't know how to answer, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing him playing with his fingers, Song Yuan knew that he was nervous again, so he comforted him in a low voice and said, "It's okay, if you don't want to go, let's go home now."

Fang Jiashu, who was seen through, was a little embarrassed, but he still insisted on going.

It was another working day after basking in the sun for a whole afternoon... Cheng An moved his body comfortably, but still didn't want to get up.

Familiar footsteps came in, since it was Song Xichen, let alone ignore it, continue to sleep...

Wait, it seems that Song Xichen is not the only one who came in...

Finally have guests? !Cheng An sat up in surprise, but saw Song Yuan and Fang Jiashu sitting at the bar.

Yes.

I really want to see Song Yuan again.

Sometimes just imagining it will make me feel so sad that I will cry.

But he didn't expect that when he really saw him, he would have no emotions in his heart, but Fang Jiashu, who carefully poked his head out from behind him, made him feel amused.

Walking towards them in silence, Fang Jiashu quickly shrank his head back as if afraid.

Cheng An couldn't hold back his laughter, this kid is still so funny...

"What do you want to drink? Let me bring you a glass of today's half-price spicy carrot juice." Cheng An deliberately teased them.

"Bad guy!" Fang Jiashu held back the words all the way, and now he finally mustered up the courage to speak out to him.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the audience seemed to be holding back their laughter... Fang Jiashu felt embarrassed, so he added a sentence pretending to be natural: "I don't like carrot juice...I want to drink sweet milk..."

"Okay, okay, I'll make milk for you." Cheng An said and went behind the bar without even looking at Song Yuan.

And Song Yuan's gaze also stopped on Fang Jiashu.

Only Song Xichen felt nervous, he was too afraid that Cheng An would lose control of his emotions when he saw Song Yuan.

But Cheng An is always calm and calm.

Song Xichen was afraid that she was holding back on purpose, so he approached her and asked in a low voice, "They came suddenly... are you okay?"

Cheng An still smiled lightly and said, "It was just some kind of obsession. I talked about it, but let it go."

"Is it true that you won't be moved anymore?" Song Xichen asked in disbelief.

Cheng An laughed out loud at what he said: "I'm already old, what else is there to be excited about?"

Song Xichen bowed his head and was speechless.

Cheng An slightly turned his head and glanced at him, then said, "Maybe the last heartbeat is you."

"Soak the milk for so long!" Seeing that Cheng An was actually quite easy to talk to, Fang Jiashu used all his petty temper towards Song Yuan.

Cheng An ignored Song Xichen who was stunned, and directly brought the milk over and said, "Okay, don't think that we will all spoil you like Song Yuan."

Before anyone could continue to answer, Song Xichen walked over and hugged Cheng An tightly from behind.

Cheng An shook his body, but still lowered his head and smiled and said, "There are guests here, don't make trouble..."

After hearing this, Song Xichen raised his head and shot the two "guests" with murderous eyes.

Song Yuan pulled Fang Jiashu out of the way wisely, but Fang Jiashu yelled all the way: "My milk! I haven't drunk my milk yet!"

On the way back, Fang Jiashu still had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Why? Can't I buy you a cup of milk now?" Song Yuan thought he still cared about the unfinished milk.

"No! I was thinking how great it is to open a shop~" Fang Jiashu envied him from the bottom of his heart.

"Then let's drive too." Song Yuan would of course follow Fang Jiashu's wishes.

"Then we will also open a coffee shop, next to them...they must be pissed hahaha, I also want to keep cats in the coffee shop, and I can display a lot of books for the guests, so this is a themed cafe... "

Fang Jiashu talked about these things all night, so that Song Yuan had no chance to "make a move", so he could only start planning the cafe according to his wishes.

When they selected the store next door to Song Xichen and started to decorate, Cheng An said to the dumbfounded Song Xichen, "I knew that these two are not fuel-efficient lamps, and now I can only pray that their food is worse than ours. It's..."

The company entered the peak season, and Song Yuan was a bit busy after getting started, but he still had to take into account the progress of Fang Jiashu's renovation. On the other side, he also received news that Song Ange was in love——

"Say it again, who are you with?" Song Yuan called into the phone in disbelief.

"Cheng Mu. I take back what I said before, Cheng Mu is much better than you..."

Song Yuan hung up the phone before he finished listening. He didn't want to worry about why Cheng Mu always had the leisure to run around the world, and he didn't want to ask him how he met Song Ange. Taken away by the Cheng family...

It wasn't until Fang Jiashu's cafe actually opened that Song Yuan was busy with things at hand.

As the first cat to enter the cat cafe, Baxi can be regarded as the founding veteran employee.

Although Song Xichen and Cheng An have been commenting on this and that in a strange way, Fang Jiashu is still immersed in his own world, trying to organize every corner to his satisfaction.

The morning sun shone brightly through the large glass windows, and Fang Jiashu, who was busy back and forth, was also sprinkled with a layer of warm light. Song Yuan couldn't move his eyes,

Little tree, little tree, little tree....

The name repeated in my heart was accidentally pronounced.

Fang Jiashu looked back curiously to see why he called himself.

Song Yuan habitually smiled at him and beckoned him to come over, but then he shook his head and walked over by himself——

Before Fang Jiashu could react, he hugged him tightly.

You don't have to come to me anymore.

Please let me walk towards you.

【End of full text】

Let's end the story here.

But where they can't write, they will all live in peace and happiness...

And you who can persist until the end, I wish you happiness forever.

This kind of running account novel... the plot is inevitably childish and random, the characters are indeed pale, and there may be many hidden bugs...

But somehow I want to write the story of Song Ange and Cheng Mu, because I feel that it’s just a weird one... (just stay in the idea)

Emmmmm......

Okay, no more nonsense~

I wish you happy forever again, goodbye.

See you soon.