Fog River

Generally, this kind of love talk is only done by young people who have never had anything to do. When they finally broke up, looking back, most of them didn't do it.

But promise this stuff.There are also age groups.

If Chi Shu said it, he would really do it.rain or shine.

Bian Yan understands it, but it doesn't mean he agrees.He turned sideways to make way: "There's no need to make trouble, I don't want to do this."

It's better to voluntarily give way than to lick your face and beg to go in. Chi Shu followed the road and got into the shop.

The store was probably closed all night, and the heavy tobacco smell was suppressed, making it hard to breathe.

Chi Shu took a deep breath and smiled at him: "It's not a toss, I like it. As for the boss, you can't tell if you will eat this."

Bian Yan moved a chair against the door to let fresh air in.While the candlelight flickered, the cool autumn wind broke through the heavy smell of shredded tobacco, as if washing everything.

Bian Yan boiled a pot of water: "Let's wait and see."

After saying this, the two never spoke again.But Chi Shu didn't feel embarrassed, moved a chair and sat down towards the counter, without moving, just sat there with his chin propped up and his gaze followed.

Without his early self-study today, he can stay in the shop all morning.Of course, the premise is that the side hates to allow.

Bian Yan didn't think there was any problem with Chi Shu hanging out like this, so he lit the big candle, rolled up his sleeves and started working.

There was no singing, and there was only the sound of boiling water in the shop.

Chi Shu watched as Bian Yan lifted a barrel of airtight cans containing shredded tobacco off the shelf, put on gloves to fish out the shredded tobacco, and put it into the instrument.

He didn't understand what it was doing, but didn't ask.It can be seen that Bian Yan is the kind of person who doesn't like to be disturbed when working.

click.

The hot water is ready.

Bian Yan glanced at the shredded tobacco in the drying box. After adjusting the temperature, he took off his gloves and took out a bucket of coffee beans from the closet. After taking a good amount, he poured it into the grinder to make powder.

"Are you used to drinking American style?" asked while ironing the utensils.

Chi Shu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and replied truthfully: "I'm not used to drinking, I'm only used to drinking Nestle." Speaking here, he quickly added: "But if you make it for me, then I drink it used."

Bian Yan raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "You usually talk like that?"

"No," Chi Shu watched as he took out the ground coffee powder and knocked on the table with his finger, "only for you."

Bian Yan didn't return, holding the box and sniffing the smell.

"It smells good." Chi Shu commented watching his movements.

Bian Yan chuckled, took out a taste stick and handed it to Chi Shu: "Try it?"

Chi Shu was a little confused, he took the wooden stick hesitantly and asked, "Try coffee powder?"

"Otherwise?" Bian Yan tilted his head, put the box containing the powder under Chi Shu's eyes, and repeated, "Taste it."

The astringent caramel aroma first rushes into the nasal cavity, leaving a light smoky feeling under the nose after sniffing. It is very fragrant and fragrant. It is the kind that you can't help but taste it even though you know it is bitter. fragrant.

Just like the edge.

Chi Shu stared at Bian and laughed for a while, and in his slightly teasing eyes, he dug out a sharp coffee powder and put it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it down his throat with his tongue.

The first thing that stimulates the taste buds is bitterness. When the bitterness is sour in the middle, it slowly rises up, mixed in the mouth and rushes down the esophagus into the stomach.

Chi Shu hated coffee since he was a child, and it hasn't changed all these years. Now that he swallowed pure coffee powder suddenly, the discomfort was as unbearable as coughing, and his whole face was so distorted. .

"Fuck, is there something sweet?" Chi Shu asked with a cough.

Seeing Chi Shu's uncontrollable expression, Bian Yan began to feel better, and poured him half a glass of grapefruit juice.

Chi Shu didn't even look at what it was, so he picked up the cup and poured it directly.Grapefruit juice is not very sweet, but it is enough to dilute the bitterness in the mouth, neutralize the acid and leave a refreshing sweet taste on the tip of the tongue.

"You really don't like bitter." Bian Yan took a spoonful of coffee powder and put it into his mouth.

Chi Shu looked at his movements, astonished and surprised: "How did you see that?"

"The cigarettes you smoke, the cigarette paper is a specific sweet paper." While savoring the smell, he thought it was okay and started to pick up the pot to make powder. "Basically, no man at this age still smokes sweet paper cigarettes."

What Bian Yan said is right, those old smokers who are the same age as Chi Shu have long looked down on Chi Shu's light-flavored cigarettes with little stamina, and any of those big piles are better than this .Only Chi Shu, an old way, has never been changed until now.

The reason for not changing is the same as what Bian Yan said, not because I am used to smoking, but because only the caramel flavor when the sweet paper is burned can well neutralize the bitter taste of tobacco, with sweetness.

Chi Shu is not a person who likes bitterness very much. Whether it is food or cigarettes, he likes sweeter ones.

The boss is very accurate in touching people.

Chi Shu didn't feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, he was a little happy.He deliberately raised his voice, finding fault: "What's wrong with my age? Do you think I'm old?"

"Don't be picky on purpose," Bian Yan let out a laugh, stirred the coffee with a spoon, and pushed the brewed Americano in front of Chi Shu, "I just think you... are quite different."

Chi Shu looked at the rising mist, and stretched out his hand to hold Bian Yan's fingertips: "Because I am Chi Shu. The unique Chi Shu, the future only belongs to you, Boss Bian, Chi Shu."

He obviously only held his fingertips, but Bian Yan felt as if he had touched a fire, and the temperature was a little hot.He quickly withdrew his hand, went to wash the spoon, lowered his eyes and said: "This is very childish."

"You don't think it's childish, you just think it's fake," Chi Shu said bluntly, "But Boss Bian, let me tell you the truth. Only after I met you did I understand what it means to look at ten thousand years, so these words are sincere .”

To tell you the truth, at his present age, he has long stopped throwing out a lot of promises in the early stages of chasing people like the little boy, and prefers to come slowly and slowly.

This is what Chi Shu planned at the beginning.But now he doesn't want to do this anymore, the boss at his house is too bitter and needs some sugar that exceeds the standard.

Hearing Chi Shu's words, Bian Yan paused in cleaning.In fact, since he came out of the society for so long, he has always been very accurate in judging people. Basically, he only needs to look at him to know who the other person is, and which words are true and which are false.

Chi Shu was no exception, Bian Yan basically took a rough look at this person at first glance.But now, he was a little uncertain, as if he had walked into a mountain surrounded by mist, he could see clearly outside the mountain, but once he entered the mountain, he could no longer distinguish it.

The edge is a little bottomless.It's a different feeling than it used to be, very different.He couldn't answer it, because it had never happened before, and he didn't have any material to imitate the relevant emotional response.

With a straight expression on his face, Bian Yan cleaned the spoon and didn't follow the topic: "Drink while it's hot."

"Okay," Chi Shu smiled suddenly and rolled his eyes, leaning against the counter with his chin propped up, admiring Bian Yan's movements.

It can be seen that Bian is tired of the panic leaking out of that calmness.

Chi Shu stirred the light transparent brown liquid, and asked Bian Yan's back, "Boss Bian, is there any sugar?"

"Drink American without sugar," Bian Yan twisted the shredded tobacco without turning around.

Chi Shu stirred the coffee, with a coquettish tone: "But I can't drink bitter ones, boss, can you add some sugar to me?"

This sentence is very good.

It refers to coffee, and alludes to Bianyan.

Bian Yan took a deep breath calmly, suppressed the emotions surging in his heart, walked up to Chi Shu, pushed the glass of American style forward, and said word by word: "I don't have sugar here, only bitterness." .”

This is a reminder and a warning.

Chasing him is like this American cup, only bitter but not sweet.It's up to you to drink or not.Whether to continue chasing or not is up to you.

"That's fine," Chi Shu sighed helplessly, "It seems to stimulate my ability to endure hardships that I haven't used for a long time."

After speaking, he blew on the hot air, and finished the glass of Americano without frowning.

The light brown color dazzled around Chi Shu's mouth. He stared at the edge, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to sweep around his lips.

"Boss Bian, it's bitter when you drink it, and the aftertaste is sweet, with its own sweetness." Chi Shu said, "It's neither light nor heavy, just to my liking."

I don't know if the candlelight was too bright, or Chi Shu's eyes were too hot and bright, but at that moment, Bian Yan felt that a different color began to appear in front of his eyes.

It is strong, it is warm, and it wants to make people sink.

Bian was tired of being addicted to it, and stood there limply.

At this time, a bang sounded at the door, cutting off the floating passion.

Chi Shu looked towards the door with some displeasure. A tall, thin girl was standing by the door with an umbrella.

"Li Juan," Bian Yan came back to his senses, quickly adjusted his mood, and began to introduce, "Chi Shu."

Chi Shu gave her a friendly smile: "Hi, I'm Chi Shu."

Li Juan had no expression on her face, she hung her umbrella on the umbrella stand, walked over and gestured to Chi Shu for a while.

"She was saying hello," Bian Yan explained.After speaking, he turned his head and said to Li Juan, "He can't understand sign language when typing."

Li Juan raised her chin abruptly, as if she just remembered that this happened, she nodded and took out her mobile phone to start typing.

——Hello, my name is Li Juan, and I am the cigarette maker here.

Chi Shu looked at the text on her screen, suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, and replied normally: "Li Juan? Is she Li Ao's sister?"

Li Juan's eyes sparkled, and she tapped her fingers on the screen quickly: "Yes, you know Xiao Ao?"

"Yes, I taught him when he was a sophomore in high school." Chi Shu said with a smile, "I'm Zhi Rong's teacher, teaching English."

Li Juan became excited, but at a loss, she wanted to say something to Chi Shu but couldn't say anything, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to type but didn't know how to express it in words.

Seeing her eagerness, Chi Shu smiled reassuringly, knowing what she wanted to ask, he pressed her hand and said in a soft voice: "Don't worry, take your time if you want to say something, I don't have class this morning I can have a good chat with you."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Bian Yan again, and raised his eyebrows slyly: "Boss Bian doesn't mind?"

Hearing Chi Shu's question, Li Juan whimpered eagerly in her throat, glared at Bian Yan, then looked at Chi Shu with excited and begging eyes, and quickly waved her hand to answer for Bian Yan.

Bian Yan looked at Li Juan's movements helplessly, and answered Shang Chishu's gaze, "I don't mind."

"Boss Bian is really a good man." Chi Shu praised.He blinked at Bianyan, then turned his head to look around the shop, pointed to the seat by the window and said to Li Juan, "Let's talk somewhere, don't disturb your boss's work."

Li Juan nodded hurriedly, and led Chi Shu to the seat by the window.

Chi Shu took a seat inside, which faced both Li Juan and Bian Yan.While answering Li Juan's question, he cast his eyes on Bian Yan while she was typing.

It was raining lightly outside the window, and the aroma of dried tobacco began to float in the cigarette shop, and the person in Chi Shu's heart was busy.

He was sitting not far away, quietly, quietly, lost in that world called Bian Yan.