Mr. Yan, break up

Because of what happened that night, Song Chuan had already ignored Yan Jingting for nine hours plus 45 minutes.Yan Jingting tried to lean towards Song Chuan while wringing his fingers, and smiled flatteringly: "Song Chuan—"

Originally, he was making coffee with his back turned, as if he had eyes behind his back, but he withdrew to the side without even looking at him.

Su Ya was grinding the coffee in her hand, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Yan Jingting, and she smiled unceremoniously when she saw his shriveled appearance.

Yan Jingting secretly gestured at Su Ya twice, pointed at Song Chuan, and then pointed at himself, making a gesture of clasping his index fingers, winking and begging Su Ya to help him say something nice.

Su Ya sighed, although it's not good to meddle in other people's housework, but she couldn't bear to refuse under Yan Jingting's miserable appearance.Su Ya held the freshly made coffee in her hand, and leaned beside Song Chuan: "Come, try my newly developed coffee, and give me some advice."

"Thank you," Song Chuan took a sip and frowned, "It's a bit too sweet, did you put too much sugar?"

"Give me a taste." Before the coffee cup fell into Su Ya's hand, Yan Jingting quickly took it over, and deliberately took a sip at the place where Song Chuan matched his mouth. "It's not sweet, I think it's just right."

"Really?" Su Ya was in a dilemma, and suddenly didn't know who to listen to.

Yan Jingting was a little puzzled: "Don't you like sweetness? Why can't you stand the sweetness?"

Song Chuan asked back: "Don't you like sweetness? Why do you think this sweetness is just right?"

After asking, the two looked at each other and fell into a weird silence.

Song Chuan quit his favorite sweet for Yan Jingting.

For the sake of Song Chuan, Yan Jingting accepted the sweetness that he never wanted to try.

Just right, I missed it.

Su Ya looked at this, and then at that, the silence between the two was so sudden, it seemed that she, an outsider, was redundant.Su Ya shrugged helplessly, she shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the young couple.

Seeing that it was time to close the shop, the child went to bed early, Ruoruo yawned several times, holding her chin with tears in her eyes to keep herself strong, Su Ya had no choice but to take Ruoruo home first.Before leaving, he made a cheering gesture to Yan Jingting, expressing his spiritual support.

Yan Jingting watched the old and the young go back, turned his head and cast a mournful look at Song Chuan, but was ignored by the other party bluntly.

Yan Jingting's head hurts now, if Song Chuan is determined to ignore him, then it is uncertain whether he will have a chance to enter his house that night.

The night was getting dark, the customers of the coffee shop left one after another, and there were only two of them left in the whole store. Song Chuan buried himself in cleaning the counter, while Yan Jingting tried to approach with a broom in his hand, and admitted his mistake flatteringly: "Song Chuan Chuan, I was wrong."

Song Chuan raised his eyelids: "This sentence has almost become your mantra, do you think I still believe you?"

"I..." Yan Jingting said awkwardly, "I'm also a man, isn't this a normal reaction?"

"In order to prevent your normal reaction from appearing," Song Chuan threw the rag into his arms, "then you don't want to live with me from tonight."

"No... no, you can't do this, you can treat me whatever you want, but you can't let me in."

Song Chuan packed up his things, took off his apron, and was about to leave.Yan Jingting was aggrieved behind him, holding a broom and instinctively wanting to follow: "Why are you so cruel, you can be regarded as a mess..." "Stop—" Song Chuan opened the door with one hand, turned his head, and pointed Landing on the unfinished garbage on the ground, "The things you should pack up, pack up before leaving."

Yan Jingting was forced to stay where he was, and could only look resentfully at Song Chuan's receding back. He gritted his teeth. If he had known, he would not have made such an early move. Now he is doing well, and he can't come back even if he asks for it.

Speaking of which, Song Chuan left Yan Jingting alone in the store and deliberately ignored him, but it was not because he was still angry.After a day, his anger has long since dissipated, and now ignoring him is because he can't save face.

Just outside the cafe is a commercial square, brightly lit, advertisements are played back and forth on the electronic screen, and the dazzling lights are shown alternately.The night wind blows very comfortably tonight, there are still many people walking in the square, and there are half-grown children skateboarding here.

Song Chuan walked slowly on purpose, thinking about the time in his mind, at this speed, he could still keep up with Yan Jingting after packing up.Song Chuan felt a little bit of arrogance in his heart, if Yan Jingting was willing to come out and be cheeky to beg him once, he would reluctantly forgive him.

Just half a second after this thought came up, he himself was amused: he was so hypocritical at such a time, that he could actually have the thoughts of such a little girl.He raised his head and took a deep breath of the air mixed with the night wind. The coolness poured into his lungs along the trachea, and he actually tasted a little...sweetness?

Song Chuan smiled softly, maybe... this is because of being pampered unscrupulously.

"Song Chuan."

Suddenly there was a voice behind him, and he turned around when he heard the sound. The familiar camel-colored overcoat with light-colored inner lining made his figure even more slender.He Nai was standing not far away looking at Song Chuan, the light from the large electronic screen shone on him, his eyes were still smiling, the corners of his lips were smiling, the tails of his eyes were flying, his whole body was as gentle as jade.

It gave Song Chuan an illusion, as if he had returned to the time when he first met He Nai.

It may also be because his current clothes are not much different from the first time I saw him.

The one who stopped him was not the person he imagined. Song Chuan was inevitably a little disappointed, but he still smiled and waved at He Nai: "Why are you here?"

"I'm done with my business tonight, so I'll take a walk and come to see you." Holding two cups of milk tea in his hand, He Nai handed one to Song Chuan. "Drink coffee every day, for a different taste."

Song Chuan took it and took a sip. The rich sweet taste pervaded the tip of his tongue, which was not his favorite taste, so he just took a sip symbolically.

The two of them chatted and walked all the way. Originally, Song Chuan wanted to slow down and wait for Yan Jingting to catch up.But people are not as good as heaven, and they met He Nai by accident. In order to avoid the two meeting and fighting again, Song Chuan also ignored Yan Jingting for a while.

Forget it, let's wait for Yan Jingting's apology tonight.

Song Chuan thought.

"Aren't you busy today? Why are you leaving get off work so early?" He Nai bit the straw, with a slight smile in his eyes, "If I'm late, I won't be able to see you."

"For a while, Yan Jingting helped clean up, and I got off work quite early."

Song Chuan blurted out, and after he finished speaking, he realized that he had mentioned Yan Jingting again in front of He Nai, and he couldn't help blaming himself secretly.

Sure enough, He Nai's gaze became a little sad, and the shallow arc at the end of his eyes also dropped a bit: "Are you... together with him again?"

After a long silence, Song Chuan nodded lightly: "Yes."

He Nai clenched his hand on the milk tea cup: "What about me?"

Song Chuan was taken aback: "What?"

"Then what am I? I have been so kind to you. I have been by your side all these years. Why can't you see me at all?" He Nai's tone became more and more excited. He frowned and looked at Song Chuan, "Yan Jingting once hurt you so much, why would you rather forgive him than look at me?"