Every day I feel like I'm going to be confused [entertainment circle]

In an alley of Nanda Food Street, there is a coffee shop called "Coffee", which is quite famous among certain groups of people.

The shop is not big, with only three or four tables in total, the taste of the coffee is just average, and the asking price is cheap and affordable.

The boss is a strange man, with a handsome and haggard face, with a gloomy and melancholy atmosphere, always smelling of wine, but he is silent, too lazy to talk to any guests, and there are more wine bottles on the cabinet behind him The packaging of coffee beans, he never gets drunk, his hair is long and tied into a ponytail hanging on his shoulders, his stubble is occasionally shaved, and his clothes are clean and tidy.

Most haggard alcoholics look sleazy and scary, but the boss is not like that, he looks like a medieval vampire, a poet in a literary novel, the dream of girls who haven't left school lover.

But he rarely pays attention to others, except ordering.

Most of the students would come here to try their luck if they couldn't get a place to study in the library, order a cup of ordinary cheap coffee, and spend the winter in the heat.

There is only the boss in the store, making coffee, cleaning cups and saucers, and the process is almost clear at a glance. Takeaway is also allowed, but there is no delivery.

After a long time, there are always a few faces that I know well. Whenever I fail the exam, the boss will lazily hand over a cup of latte. I can't tell whether it is gloating or comforting: "Life is alive, enjoy yourself while you are alive."

The student who was about to take the make-up exam took the latte dejectedly, and said melancholy: "Boss, I failed the exam, and I still have fun in time. Are you letting me dance on the grave?"

The boss will only smile at this time, as if there is such a little fun in the world, he looks very good-looking when he smiles, he looks better than most of the male stars on the stage now, and after watching it for a long time, he still has a certain charm, which is similar to the softness of women Different, his style is like altar-aged wine, sweet at the first taste, spicy at the entrance, it is a very different beauty.

"Okay." The boss couldn't see his cowardice, handed out a piece of chewing gum, and said lazily, "Please."

The student sniffled and said aggrievedly, "Oh." He didn't dare to say that the boss was stingy, for fear that he would take it back, he obediently took a latte and chewing gum to the small table next to him and sat down, flipping through the review materials.

Although the taste of the boss's coffee is just like that, many people still like the boss, especially those who are easy to fail the exam. The boss rarely blames them half-criticizing and half-enviously like other adults, just for a make-up exam. Things are going to die or live, sad and sad.

He always said that there are hurdles in every stage of life, and people are easily frustrated when they encounter setbacks. This is a normal thing, let's drink some sweets.

Everyone thought it was the boss's way of selling, but it sounded so warm, so they were willing to pay for the chicken soup.

The boss doesn't feel guilty either. He earns money by his ability. There is nothing to be ashamed of. It took him more than 40 years to figure out that life is such a fucking thing.Seriously speaking, the boss can be regarded as a bodhisattva, he only charged the price of coffee with chicken soup and coffee.

Xu Liao is a very unconscionable actor, but he has become a very conscientious cafe owner. Most of the students are still very simple, and occasionally treat him as a man with a lot of life experience, rich experience, and an unspeakable past. He has a tortuous and bizarre past, and a magnificent life that only appears in novels, and then secretly hides in this small cafe with secrets.

The so-called small hermit hides in the wild, and the big hermit lives in the market, which is nothing more than this reason.

This is a very beautiful fantasy, Xu Liao is not willing to expose them, and is happy to be a "hermit" during the day and melancholy looking at the wallet at night.

People can't live more than a hundred years. Birth, old age, sickness and death are really common things in the world. Xu Liao drank all the wine, slipped his foot, and smashed his head full of blood. He was lucky enough to survive. The landlord almost had a heart attack in fright, and was rushed He was rushed to the hospital, but luckily, nothing happened.

It's also God's love.

There was hair all over the injury, Xu Liao was shaved bald, his head was wrapped like he was going to become a Buddha, and he was hand-fed chicken soup all night by the landlord, and he finally woke up from the groggy, thinking that this is not good.The landlord is a kind-hearted person, willing to rent a house to him, an alcoholic who seems to be in an unstable condition, and took great pains to send him to the hospital. It shouldn't be such a crime to harm people.

And it hurts enough to have a hole in the head, not to mention the medical bills, it's like cutting flesh on a person.

Although life is tiring, Xu Liao didn't really want to die, otherwise he would have found a rope and hanged himself, why would he choose to drink alcohol to commit suicide slowly.

Since God opened his eyes and allowed him to survive, let him live well.

Xu Liao opened his swollen eyes and was finally discharged from the hospital. He finally pulled himself together and calculated his savings, but there was still a lot left. He was really lost, so he grabbed a bottle of wine from under the table and took a sip. In order to continue planning.He rented a small shop, and the former owner left in a hurry, so he added some money and threw everything to him. He said it was a rent, and he probably didn't plan to come back to get it.

The one who wanted to open a coffee shop, Xu Liao thought about it, and simply went to a few classes, relying on his impromptu skills in this highly competitive food street, and unexpectedly gained some popularity.

He didn't stop drinking completely, he just started to remember to eat and sleep regularly.

It's also very simple, because there are always students who can't get a seat in the cafeteria and food street, so they just come to him to find a seat with food, and they never leave the school. For a few cups of coffee, he can't help but take out food here. Occasionally when it's meal time, he is hungry, so he goes outside to buy fried rice and eats it.

Sleeping is for opening the shop the next day.

When his hair was about the same length, Xu Liao took off the ponytail wig that he brought out from the crew. He was really drunk at the time, and it was almost done after the show was over. He didn't wear all the costumes together He was still a little sane, and the crew didn't ask him for it afterwards, so he naturally couldn't find the owner. It just so happened that his head was so bald that he turned into a marinated egg, so he simply wrapped it in a medicinal cloth and wore a hair cover on the outside.

After the injury was healed, the hair grew back quickly. Xu Liao spent a few dollars to straighten it, and finally took off the wig.

The students were surprised, and some bolder girls felt sorry and tried to strike up a conversation with him: "The boss cut his hair."

Xu Liao asked her, "What do you want?"

The students always sigh: the owner of the coffee shop is a man with a very past.

They always have endless fantasies about a person's past. In fact, everyone will experience failure, setbacks, pain, despair, just a few of them, and they are smashed and rubbed by the sledgehammer of life. After going through this way, some people just go down like this, and some people can step on their lives under their feet.

The first day Ying Su came to the cafe was Thursday, the day when the students had the most classes, and Xu Liao was carrying coffee beans by himself. It was a pity that he couldn't use Qing Zhuangli. Those children were very nice and liked to help. Occasionally Xu Liao was lazy , command them to be free coolies, and at most make a cup of coffee as a reward.

The students will drink coffee and complain, others still have a hundred dollars a day.

Xu Liao didn't lift his eyelids, and lazily replied to them, you have only moved for a few hours.

Human life is fragile and short. There are good ones and bad ones in the university. I barely opened it for a few years here, and I managed to get enough food and clothing so as not to starve to death. Fortunately, the cafe is very remote, and more regular customers and people who look at it are slaughtered. Girls, the rent is not as expensive as before, Xu Liao will not starve to death, and there is still some money left to buy wine.

Xu Liao didn't drink himself to death before these youthful children, but he heard them talk about many tragic things, including those who committed suicide by jumping off a building due to psychological depression, those who used electricity illegally and caused fires, and those who walked In a car accident...

Not long ago, there was an armed murder in the food street. It seemed to be revenge for the society. The police car rang all the way, and there were several wounded. The blood was washed away the next day.

Young life is fleeting, like flowers dissipated.

It is difficult for a person to die, but it is not easy to live.

Xu Liao took a sip of the coffee he made himself, turned around and spit it into the sink. Suddenly, he had a lot of respect for the students who came here every day, and decided to increase the amount for them.

At this time, Ying Su came in wearing sunshine, with a little cologne scent left on his coat, and he knocked on the wind chime when he entered the door—this wind chime was a Christmas and New Year gift from the little girls, boy They gave him an hourglass and asked him to cherish the time with a smile.

When Ying Su walked in front of him, the hourglass had just finished leaking, and the wind chime had just started to play.

"a cup of coffee."

The voice of the other party was faint, and the look of taking out the wallet in black leather gloves was a bit cool. Xu Liao felt that he was strange for a moment, and recognized him at the first time.Ying Su was still dressed decently, his temples were stained with frost and snow, he looked more upright and handsome than when he was young, naturally he couldn't compare with celebrities, but most of them didn't have his temperament.

I don't know if it's because people are getting old, and the aesthetics have begun to change.

There was no one around, Xu Liao made him a cup of coffee, stayed behind the counter, did not drink for the first time, but stared at the other party intently.

I didn't realize that Ying Su was actually quite good-looking.

A student who skipped class sneaked in and waited for his girlfriend to meet, ordered a cup of mocha, asked for more sugar, and took it out, apparently to warm his girlfriend's hands, then leaned over the counter and asked Xu Liao: "Boss, where are you?" Who is Cool Guy? It’s the first time I’ve seen you.” The young man looked at each other with great curiosity and interest. He didn’t care whether his eyes were offensive or not. He hasn’t learned so many rules from society, and he’s an ignorant cub. .

"Brother Cool." Xu Liao replied slowly, causing the other party to laugh out loud for a long time, not knowing why he was being silly.

The little girl stepped forward and stood shyly at the door. The boy rushed out with the Mocha in his hands, untied his long scarf, wrapped it around his girlfriend's neck, and hurriedly covered her face, for fear of being frozen at all. , but the action was too reckless, it looked like murder.

After messing around for a long time, he finally satisfied the unsightly aesthetics. The young man smirked and touched his head and walked to the side of the street, blushing and walked out.

Within a few minutes, another pretty girl ran in, she looked familiar, Xu Liao remembered her, she had a twin sister, the two girls didn't look alike at all, they both came to drink latte, One always needs to add a lot of sugar, but the other thinks that Xu Yao has put too much sugar.

It turns out that Ying Su already has daughters, twins.

It was only then that Xu Liao realized that too much time had passed, the old man's daughter had gone to college, he was still a widow, and life was really boring, so he sat back, feeling that the memorable years had already been exhausted He simply opened the wine bottle again and poured himself a glass.

"Boss, I'll just say a few words, it won't be noisy." The girl clasped her hands together and begged Xu Liao sincerely.

It is almost an unwritten rule not to make noise in the cafe.

Xu Liao didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and said flatly, "Don't take too long."

This is enough, the girl hurried to Ying Su's table, squatted on the table, blinked her big eyes, and begged softly: "Uncle Ying, just help me, you know my dad, he will With my mother's temper being the tiger's minion, I am already at this age, and falling in love is not a big deal."

When Xu Liao heard this, he suddenly felt that life had hope again, so he pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

Ying Su said slowly, "I remember you have classes in the afternoon."

"There are still three minutes."

"What about roll call?"

The girl said dejectedly: "Okay, I'm leaving now, then you must tell my dad that I am very good, obedient and obedient in school. I have a good exam and my score is not bad."

Ying Su said indifferently: "Boss, two more glasses must be taken away."

The hot coffee was packed in paper cups and placed neatly. The girl picked up the plastic bag as if resigned to her fate. Ying Su's voice was irresistible: "Take home a cup for each of you, and have a good class."

"Oh——" the girl dragged her voice to show her resistance, and walked out the door with two thin legs.

The wind chimes jingled again.

Xu Liao turned the hourglass upside down.

Ying Su glanced at the price, took out another banknote and pressed it under the cup, with a slightly unkind expression on his face: "The coffee is really not that good."

Oh hey, the one who came to make trouble, actually didn't save face for the shopkeeper at all.

Xu Liao raised his eyebrows, lay on the counter and looked at him with a half-smile, and said with some alcohol, "How is the boss?"

"He looks pretty good." Ying Su couldn't help but smiled slightly, lowering his eyes, looking less aggressive and softer.It reminded Xu Liao of Ying Su he saw when he was lying by the window, the other party looked lonely at the cotton-like cloud in the sky, his expression was the same as before, young and old, decades passed, his eyes were still so clear.

Xu Liao's heart suddenly jumped.

It doesn't make sense, I'm in my forties, and I actually fall in love at first sight with an old friend who I hated in the early years.

He didn't know if Ying Su recognized him, maybe he did, maybe he didn't.

After all, when you are old, you are not like young people who are hesitant and timid in everything. When you fall in love, you can't wait to start with holding hands and hugging, and kissing is a little cautious.

"Since it's not bad, are you interested in leaving a number?"

Xu Liao asked him lying on the counter, his appearance was quite sincere. Since he changed his career, this kind of sincerity has only been shown to wine.

"Next time." Ying Su stood up, gently put on the chair again, and acted gracefully and decently, causing Xu Liao's heart to groan.

"The next time I come, the coffee is to my liking, and I will give you your number."

He turned around, pushed open the door and went out. The winter snow was blowing and the wind was blowing so that the wind bells jingled, and the hourglass went to the bottom again.

One winter has passed, and another spring has passed. The coffee shop called "Coffee" has become more and more popular, and more and more people want to take out. The regular customers are very curious, wondering why the boss suddenly showed his skills The boss poured a glass of wine lazily, glanced at them, and said casually: "It's so delicious that you can't stop your mouths."

In early summer, the old man came again, dressed a little thinner, with vague muscle lines undulating under the sleeves, and quietly finished his coffee.

A post-it note was pasted next to the banknotes left behind, with a series of numbers written on it.

The boss was in a very good mood that day and gave everyone two extra sugar packets.