Orange storm

Fang Jie turned off his phone, walked to the side of the road and called a taxi.

In fact, he could go home directly, but after thinking about it for a second, he gave up the idea.

Jiang Zhijin used to come to pick him up. After returning home and washing up, Jiang Zhijin would watch a movie or play a game, while Fang Jie would stay in the room by himself and do his homework. Sometimes the two of them would not speak more than five sentences.

But at that time there was light in the house, and Fang Jie sometimes took off his earphones, and he could vaguely hear the vague sound of movies coming from the living room.

Now alone, Fang Jie suddenly didn't want to go back.

There were indeed a lot of people in Yunqili, and the lights in the bar were warm and a bit dark, but Fang Jie still attracted a lot of attention when he entered.

One is because of his school uniform and the schoolbag behind him, and the other is because of his face.

Zhou Hong was tidying up a table near the door that had just left, when he looked up and saw Fang Jie coming in, he immediately said "Hey".

"Are you out of school?"

"Fang Jie nodded, "Want to help?" "

"No, let's go first, Brother Jiang—" Zhou Hong turned his head to look around, and finally pointed to the corner ahead. "Brother Jiang is over there, just wait."

Fang Jie followed his finger to see that Jiang Zhijin was standing at the table in the corner, bending slightly to talk to the three or two guests at the table.

Sensing the gaze from this side, Jiang Zhijin looked up, saw Fang Jie with a smile on his face, and pointed to the bar to signal him to go in.

It may be because of the influence of the atmosphere of the bar, or the lighting design of Yun Qi is really good. The warm light with low saturation in the corner hits Jiang Zhijin's face, making him look clear-cut. He is wearing a navy blue shirt. Jacket, the whole person looks very comfortable.

...Fang Jie suddenly discovered that Jiang Zhijin is actually quite handsome.

Maybe it's because I usually watch the other party lying on the sofa playing games or watching dramas too much, or because I just got up in the morning and walked around with messy hair... Fang Jie didn't notice it in time.

When they got to the bar, Gu Xun smiled when he saw him, and said, "Long time no see, Brother Cool—you're the first high school senior I've seen wearing a school uniform to enter Yunqi."

"...I just finished school." Fang Jie was a little helpless.

Gu Xun nodded: "I know, Brother Jiang picks you up from school every night, just like raising a son."

"..." Fang Jie didn't speak for a while.

He thought that if compared with Fang Chenglin, Jiang Zhijin was indeed more like raising a son.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Zhijin walked over and showed Gu Xun the order he had just ordered. "A draft of stout."

"Say that you are conscientious." Gu Xun took Shan and answered with a smile.Fang Jie was embarrassed to stand beside him, and asked, "Can you help me?"

"No." Jiang Zhijin glanced at him and suddenly smiled. "Wearing a school uniform and helping out at the bar, others thought you were a work-study program."

Fang Jie had nothing to say. In order not to attract so much attention, he took off his school uniform jacket.

The weather is getting cooler, and the temperature is a little low in the morning and evening. Fang Jie is wearing a blue knitted sweater today. The neckline is a little loose, showing a clear collarbone.The inch hair still hasn't grown much, and the facial features are exposed under the light of the bar.

If Jiang Zhijin's face is neat and clean and good-looking, then Fang Jie's face is like a dagger that has been sharpened for the first time, with a bit of sharp taste.

He was sitting at the bar, the bar above his waist blocked his school pants. In just ten minutes, three people had come to ask Fang Jie for WeChat.

Fang Jie always nodded expressionlessly at others, said "I'm sorry" and had nothing else to say.

When he heard the third "excuse me", Jiang Zhijin who was not far away sighed, put down the things in his hand, walked over, and patted Fang Jie on the shoulder lightly.

"Get your things and go."

Fang Jie stood up and picked up his schoolbag: "Aren't you busy?"

"It's enough to have Zhou Hong and Gu Xun." Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie solemnly, "High school students are not allowed to stay in the bar, it will cause chaos."

Fang Jie reviewed the 10 minutes since he entered the bar, stared at Jiang Zhijin and repeated, "Am I making trouble?"

Jiang Zhijin nodded: "Your face is enough to add to the confusion."

...It was as if it wasn't me who made people come here just now.Fang Jie was used to Jiang Zhijin speaking out of ten out of nine out of tune, so he followed Jiang Zhijin out of Yunqi.

There are bars or restaurants on both sides, brightly lit, and there is a little wind on the street, bringing coolness.The street trees on some roads in Shaojiang are sweet-scented osmanthus, which blooms just right at this time, and the whole street is enveloped in the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus when blown by the night wind.

Jiang Zhijin glanced at Fang Jie: "Do you want to go back now?"

Fang Jie was taken aback: "...what?"

"Didn't you just want to go back, now?"

"...No," Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin, "When did I say I don't want to go back?"

"If you want to go back, you just said it when you texted me just now." Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie and smiled, "Didn't you come to Yunqi?"

I didn't want to go home, so I asked myself if I was in Yunqi, and then said to come to find someone.Jiang Zhijin understood it when he first received the text message, but he didn't say anything and just asked Fang Jie to come over.

Fang Jie was silent for a while.

Jiang Zhijin's guess was quite accurate, which caught Fang Jie off guard and made him a little upset.

Because the other party's guess is too accurate, so I don't want to admit it.

But before he could refute, Jiang Zhijin said very casually: "If you don't want to go back, just go and take you to a barbecue."

The barbecue restaurant Jiang Zhijin said is not far away. At the end of the street, turn into an alley and walk in for about 5 minutes, and you will see the signboard with LED lights.

"Lao Wang BBQ" hangs alone on the door.The horizontal LED light on the top of the Wang character is still not on. When Fang Jie saw it for the first time, he thought it was "old-fashioned barbecue", and thought that the name was really back to basics.

There is a huge and simple long table in front of the door, on which there are different ingredients in different categories - chicken wings, ribs, tofu, leeks, melons, potatoes, palm treasures... The list is neat and looks very fresh.Next to it is a huge grill, and behind the grill sits a chubby man who looks to be in his 40s, flipping a large row of grilled shrimp on the grill.

Jiang Zhijin should be a regular customer here. When the other party saw him, the other party smiled and threw a small basket over.

"help yourself."

Jiang Zhijin hardly chose, took some one by one and handed them back.

"Less spicy."

The boss agreed very readily: "Okay, go in and sit down."

The store inside is not big, with a few long tables. Jiang Zhijin brought Fang Jie into the store and sat down at a random place.As soon as she sat down, the proprietress came over and asked the two of them what they wanted to drink.

"We have white wine and beer. The homemade plum wine can also be drunk. Would you like to pour some."

"No drinking today." Jiang Zhijin replied with a smile, "Is there any drink?"

The proprietress also answered very readily: "Yes, mango juice, plum juice and grape juice, which one do you want?"

Before Fang Jie could speak, Jiang Zhijin said, "No mango, let the other two have a bottle each."

Fang Jie glanced at Jiang Zhijin, did not speak again, and waited for the person to leave before looking at Jiang Zhijin, and asked casually, "You don't eat mangoes?"

It's kind of... a coincidence.

"Eat." Jiang Zhijin replied, "Don't you want to eat?"

Fang Jie was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"...It's our first time shopping for vegetables. You don't want mangoes when you pick out popsicles."

Jiang Zhijin looked a little helpless: "How can you still be a top student with your memory?"

Fang Jie didn't speak for a while.

In fact, he wanted to say that I have a good memory when I do the questions, or retort that even if I have a good memory, Xueba will not be so boring remembering what flavor of popsicles others eat.

But Jiang Zhijin remembered.

This made him feel a little complicated. He wanted to ask the other party why he remembered this, but somehow felt that it was inappropriate, so he didn't speak again, and looked down at the blue floral pattern on the tablecloth.Jiang Zhijin didn't speak any more, and turned on his phone to check WeChat.

At this moment, a slightly surprised voice came from the door: "Boss Jiang?"

Jiang Zhijin looked up and saw Li Xingyan standing at the door.