I cried, I pretended

Hearing what they said, Song Ming Wangqi's little face flushed, he should have been furious, but his usually fluent mouth began to stammer.

"No...shameless!"

Cheng Wang still had a calm expression on his face when he heard him talking like this, and even twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw that he was out of breath.

Song Mingwang couldn't help but gritted his teeth again.

He finally understood that he and Cheng Wang just didn't get along.

So he picked up the plate and stood up, snorted heavily, "Eat slowly! I'm leaving!"

Seeing that he really left, Shen Nian smiled helplessly: "What are you guys doing making fun of him, let others go away with anger."

Tang Qin grinned: "It's just a joke."

Cheng Wang didn't answer, propped his chin and looked at Song Mingwang's leaving back without speaking, looking absent-minded.

On Saturday afternoon, Song Mingwang and Tian Mengmeng made an appointment to go to the book café to read.

The book cafe is not located on the main street, but in a secluded alley. Outside the glass window is an exquisite small garden, and many customers are reading books outside.

After walking in, I found that the decoration inside is also simple and log style, with a lot of green plants as embellishments, and the sofa is also light green that is easy to relax.

But Song Mingwang's attention was not there, he didn't even look for a seat, he walked directly towards the bookshelf, "Order me a cup of fragrant tea latte, I'll go find a book first."

As a result, he searched for a long time, and found that the books here were all messy books, basically all related to love and love.

Song Mingwang picks and chooses in disgust, and finally chooses a science fiction novel,

"The books here are not good-looking at all." He felt that he was cheated, and sat down on the sofa, staring at Tian Mengmeng with a resentful expression.

Tian Mengmeng, who came back from ordering food, had a strange expression on his face, only to hear him come closer and say in a mysteriously lowered voice, "Guess who I saw just now?"

"Who?"

Just as Tian Mengmeng was about to speak, his eyes met Song Mingwang's back, he immediately shrank his head, lowered his head as if nothing had happened, and then opened the book Song Mingwang brought.

"...It's about aliens, it's pretty good haha."

Song Mingwang heard him laugh, a little confused, "You haven't said who you saw, and you are not allowed to read my book."

"Is this two cups of fragrant tea latte for two?"

Suddenly a very low and cold voice came from behind, and Song Mingwang turned his head reflexively when he heard it.

Sure enough, he saw Cheng Wang's face.

"Please take it."

Cheng Wang was wearing work clothes with black collar and round buttons. He was tall and slender, and his expression was neither cold nor hot. He didn't show too much surprise when he saw them.

Is he a model worker?

Song Mingwang muttered in his heart, and he didn't forget to express his doubts.

"Cheng Wang, are you short of money?"

Tian Mengmeng wanted to cover his mouth immediately, his face was ashen.

Cheng Wang ignored him, let go and left.

"Wait." Song Mingwang quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"what's up?"

"Can you tell the boss about getting some study-related books." Song Mingwang felt that his boss definitely hadn't considered coming to his store for the first graders.

Cheng Wang lowered his eyelids, glanced at him and held his hand, and didn't speak.

Song Mingwang understood the look in his eyes, and felt a little unhappy. The last time he made fun of himself, he was only angry for a few days, so he graciously forgave him.

Unexpectedly, he wouldn't even let people like to touch it, acting like someone who rarely touches it.

He withdrew his hand and curled his lips indifferently: "If you don't say it, you don't say it."

After Cheng Wang left, Song Mingwang began to complain to Tian Mengmeng unscrupulously, complaining about how annoying Cheng Wang was.

Tian Mengmeng said: "Don't worry about him so much, can't you?"

Song Mingwang almost jumped up in a hurry: "Why do I care about him?!"

Tian Mengmeng: "...you keep talking about Brother Huang in my ears every day, I want to set up a mask."

Song Mingwang calmed down, and explained: "This can only mean that he is the number one person in my heart."

Tian Mengmeng: "..."

On the other side, it was almost time for Cheng Wang to get off work, so he found the proprietress of the book cafe.

"Is it someone you know? I see you chatted with him for a while." The proprietress is a woman in her 30s. She saw Cheng Wang and Song Mingwang chatting just now, and she felt a little strange.

She knew that Cheng Wang was good-looking, and most of the female students who came to the store usually went for him.

There are quite a few people who deliberately gave him the contact information, but Cheng Wang was very indifferent, except for necessary questions and answers, he would not speak.

Over time, everyone knows his attitude and won't ask for trouble.

That's why he guessed like this. After all, he is not the kind of character who would chat with guests for so long.

"Yeah." Cheng Yao nodded.

"How did you meet? Your classmate?"

This time Cheng Wang didn't even bother to say yes, he just nodded.

Seeing that it was time for shift change, he glanced at his watch, and planned to go to the locker room to change first, but when he went in, he found that someone was already there.

The colleague saw him and greeted him very friendly: "How is it? Are you used to work?"

"Good."

"Are you tired from the barbecue restaurant you were in before?"

"good."

He knew that the person in front of him must have regarded him as a work-study student from a poor family.

But it's about the same.

After Cheng Wang changed his clothes, he took out his schoolbag from the cabinet, then unzipped the zipper, trying to stuff things in, only to notice the pink letter in the math book.

He was startled, and that kind of face appeared in his mind inexplicably.

I've been busy these days and forgot about it.

"Okay, someone sent you a love letter."

"What does it look like? Is it pretty? What kind of girl is it?"

Cheng Wang didn't deny what he said, just said: "He has a bad temper."

"Nowadays, children are spoiled and have such a temper. If you have a good impression of her, you can communicate well after being together. Besides, girlfriends are just for spoiling."

The colleague seemed to be very interested in mentioning the gossip, and began to analyze it for him enthusiastically.

Cheng Wangting frowned, and blocked his mouth with just one sentence: "It's a man."

"?"

After Changing his clothes, Cheng Wang closed the cabinet door and said calmly, "I'm leaving first, see you another day."

"???"

He originally planned to leave through the back door, but before stepping out of the store, he paused slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was hesitating for something.

"Aunt Zhang." Finally, he still called out to the proprietress who was sitting at the counter.

"what happened?"

"...Can you add some other books to the books on the shelf?"

He paused, and then continued: "For example, science magazines..."

The proprietress suspected that she had heard it wrong: "What?"

"Forget it." Cheng Wang frowned, as if he also felt that what he said just now was ridiculous, "I just said it casually, you just pretend you didn't hear it."

"..."

The proprietress looked at his leaving back with black lines all over her face: boy, something is wrong with you.