Drunk years

It has been a week since the last time I went to the bar. Xia Jianxing looked at the clothes sent by the dry cleaner, and then remembered that these clothes should belong to the bartender and should be sent back.

In early summer, the sun shines through the layers of branches and leaves, and the ground is full of large and small sparkling spots.

Xia Jianxing took half a day off work, and went to return his clothes with little spots of light.

Based on the memory from last time, Xia Jianxing went to Dongbin Bar Street again, but the gap between the bar street during the day and the night is too big, the whole street is quiet except for the sound of the wind and the occasional garbage truck passing by. Like a no-man's land hidden in a busy city.

Xia Jianxing walked along the bar street, from the street to the end of the street, but he didn't see the bar with the word "见☆" on the signboard. Did he remember it wrong, or did the bar move out in just a few days?Xia Jianxing was holding a paper bag for clothes in his left hand and two heavy durians in his right hand, standing stupidly on the bar street.

A few cat meows caught Xia Jianxing's attention. He followed the sound and saw a man with his back facing him, squatting on the ground beside a stone pier ten meters away, feeding some stray cats. Xia Jianxing walked away. In the past, I asked politely: "My friend, hello, may I ask, is there a bar called ☆ here? See is to see, ☆ is a five-pointed star pattern."

The man put the last bit of food in his hands into the cat bowl, rubbed the cat's head, stood up, clapped his hands, and then turned around, "I haven't seen it before."

"It's you?" She suddenly widened her eyes, looking at the man in front of her.

"Well, it's me."

Xia Jianxing pursed his lips in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, really, I didn't recognize it. I'm here to return the clothes."

It was exactly the bartender he was looking for, but his style today was very different from that of him who was too cool that night. He had soft hair, messy on his head, a piece of A white long-sleeved loose T-shirt, a pair of gray sports pants, and a pair of black plastic slippers that don't match at all, complete a lazy home style.

Looking back at myself, it is still the same white shirt and black pants.

The man smiled, "You are easy to recognize, you can recognize it at a glance."

Xia Jianxin became more and more embarrassed, and hurriedly handed over the durian in the paper bag in her hand: "Here, as a thank you gift, I really troubled you last time."

Qiu Han secretly smiled in his heart, what a real person, he actually brought two durians, teasingly said: "You two imported durians, I'm afraid they can make up for a meal, why don't you just treat me to dinner?"

"Ah? Then, why don't I treat you to dinner now? I just didn't have dinner." Xia Jianxing misunderstood his meaning, and said very seriously without hearing the joke in his words.

Now it's Qiu Han's turn to be dumbfounded. It's almost 02:30, and this person ran past without eating. There is no place to eat around here. This is really the case, the National People's Congress came all the way, don't you please Let's eat, I'm sorry, please, there is no place to eat within ten kilometers, except the bar is the KTV, "Why not? I treat you to dinner?" Qiu Han pointed to a building behind him, "My family eats .”

Xia Jianxing didn't know what was wrong, maybe he was really hungry, or maybe he was too gentle in feeding the cat, so he actually followed him to his house.

"Huh? This is the bar I visited last time. It changed its name so soon?" Xia Jianxing asked while looking at the two characters "seeking wind" on the bar signboard on the blue three-dimensional glass wall, "wind" The word outside is composed of "ji" plus ☆.

"Oh, maybe the last time you came, the LED light inside the signboard was broken, and the head of the word Mi was broken. You only saw that the outer frame of the word Feng was broken, and only the ☆ inside remained."

"..."

Seeing him walking behind with two durians, Qiu Han saw that the durians were too heavy and bumped into his leg with every step. Qiu Han turned around and took the durians in his hand, jokingly said: "Siwen man, it's your teacher who is struggling to carry it." ?"

Xia Jianxing turned his wrist, and was taken aback by his question: "Teacher? Do I look like a teacher?"

"Well, it's pretty similar."

"Then you guessed wrong, I'm not a teacher."

Qiu Han didn't ask any further questions. The basic courtesy to people is that if others don't want to take the initiative to say something, don't chase after him. He took Xia Jianxing around to the back of the bar, opened the back door, and led Xia Jianxing in.

"Sorry, let you go through the back door."

How does Xia Jianxing think about this sentence, how awkward it is, it doesn't matter if it is behind the door, why does it sound so wrong?

After entering the door, there is a small locked door on the left. Qiu Han puts the durians in front of the small door. On the right, through the aisle is the back kitchen of the bar. Xia Jianxing followed him to the kitchen. The small kitchen is extremely clean Clean and tidy, the water table and the lotus table are wiped clean as new, the ground is dry, and the items are placed on the shelves in rows according to types.

"Wait for me for a few minutes." Qiu Han said, opened the fresh-keeping cabinet, took out some fresh vegetables, and cut a piece of beef and chicken feet stewed by the chef himself. There are very few hot dishes in the bar, and most of them are cold dishes. That's all there is to eat.

Going back to the small door, Qiu Han pressed the code and opened the door, revealing the marble stairs.

"Come on, I'll live up here."

"You can't be the owner of this bar, are you?" Xia Jianxing couldn't help asking, if it wasn't the owner, it should be someone in charge, a manager or a manager or something.

"That's right, let's eat together."

Xia Jianxing didn't know what to say, so he followed him silently, and stopped when he reached the third floor.Another coded door. The decoration style in the room is completely different from what he imagined. What he thought was a dark and cool style, but in reality, there are high-grade gray floor tiles, milky white walls, and light gray curtains of the same color. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the light blue and light gray fabric sofa is very soft, and the left side of the living room is the kitchen.

Xia Jianxing took off his shoes at the door only to find that there was no spare pair of slippers in his house, and he had worn the only pair outdoors. He walked into the room casually with bare feet. Xia Jianxing frowned, followed He entered the room barefoot.

Qiu Han put a bunch of things in his hands into the kitchen. The entire third floor was his private space, and the entire building where the bar was located was his, but it was only three floors high.After washing his hands, he poured a glass of water for Xia Jianxing, and then he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet, "Have a glass of water, sit down for a while, I'll get something to eat, call me if you need something, my name is Qiu Han .”

Xia Jianxing sat on the sofa of a stranger's house, feeling uncomfortable all over. Fortunately, Qiu Han cooked really quickly. In about 10 minutes, two large bowls of boiled shredded pork and egg noodles were placed on the dining table. Served with a plate of braised beef, a plate of chicken feet and a plate of cucumber.

The two sat opposite each other at the dining table, eating noodles quietly. I have to say that Qiu Han's cooking skills are quite good, and Xia Jianxing praised: "Yeah! It's delicious!"

"Then you eat more, and there are more."

"No, it's enough. Eating too much is too heavy on the stomach. It's best to be seven percent full."

The two chatted one after another. After eating the noodles, Qiu Han peeled off the durian and wanted him to sit on the balcony to eat together. Then he remembered that he didn't know his name yet, so he asked.

"Ah? Didn't I tell you your name? My name is Xia Jianxing."

"Seeing the stars? So, you went to this bar that night because of seeing the stars?"

Xia Jianxing admitted frankly: "Yeah, I haven't been in a bar for many years. I picked one with a name similar to my own. Unexpectedly, I poured a glass, and the name is not what I thought. Similar, hey, by the way, if you sell wine like this, you can knock people down with just one drink, so is there still money to be made?"

Xia Jianxing, what a romantic name!Qiu Han chewed his name in his heart, smiled, and said: "If you put down just one glass, you can only put down a person like you who enters the bar for the first time. If you often hang out in the bar, a glass of cocktail may be served from the head to the bottom." Tail, it’s good for you, just drink it as water.”

Drunk years