canary her crush come true

"What?"

Grace, who just took off her earphones, seems to have expressed Yi Xiaoan's surprise for her.

Three people with six eyes, Shuyan looked at Yi Xiaoan, Yi Xiaoan looked at Shuyan, Grace looked back and forth between the two.

Ten seconds later, Grace realized that the atmosphere was not right, muttered "I'll get out of the car first, Bye", and then quickly opened the door and jumped down.

Shu Yan felt that this was the fastest time she had ever seen Yi Xiaoan's roommate move.

The cold air'—zwnj; instantly got into the car, and Yi Xiaoan subconsciously avoided looking.

"You heard it, right?" When Shu Yan pursed her lips, a shallow dimple would appear on her cheek.

"Ah..." Yi Xiao'an lowered her eyes and answered, her voice was a bit vague, she didn't reveal any attitude, as if she was waiting for Shu Yan's next sentence, "I'm joking, don't care."

But Shu Yan didn't say any more.

She kept looking at her, as if repeating her answer over and over with her eyes.That's what I said, don't get close, and carefully wait for her every happy or unhappy reaction.

Yi Xiao'an coughed lightly&—zwnj;, and pointed at Grace who was still waiting outside: "I...it's time to go home."

"Okay." Shu Yan said softly.

Yi Xiao'an looked up at her: "The road is slippery in snowy weather, drive carefully."

Shu Yan hooked the corners of her mouth, her eyes were usually gentle: "Okay."

Yi Xiaoan got out of the car, and watched Shu Yan drive away with Grace. Grace wanted to glue her black-rimmed glasses to the taillights of a Bentley until the fumes blew in the wind.

"It seems that we have something else to do besides drink coffee this afternoon?" Yi Xiao'an stood in place with one hand in the pocket of his down jacket.

"Looks like..." Grace replied.

The food stock at home was all gone, and the two of them were planning to stop by the shopping mall near the cafe this afternoon to do some shopping.

"I forgot. What about you?" Yi Xiao'an looked at the direction Shuyan left and said blankly.

"I forgot too." Grace also looked into the distance and said slowly.

"..."

Shu Yan didn't have other things to socialize with, after sending Yi Xiaoan home, she made a detour and returned to the cafe.Seeing her coming back, the waiter helped to open the door to say hello.

Shu Yan nodded and then let him do his own thing.

This cafe has only been open for less than a week, and it is also a holiday period, so not many people are needed.Shu Yan didn't hire many waiters either, but those who can work in this coffee shop are all people with strong working ability.

Shu Yan never takes care of idlers, but she never hesitates to offer high prices to those who deserve it.

When passing by the bar&—zwnj; an old barista with a delicate English beard was studying the newly arrived beans, Shu Yan held the coat in her hands and greeted him in English: "Mike, coffee beans can't be eaten as food, you need to take care."

This barista was her assistant cook at a western restaurant downstairs in the American company, and she has a unique eye for making coffee. For a long talk, half a month ago, I paid enough high prices to poach people.

The old Mike raised his head and looked&—zwnj; with soothing eyes: "How can people who have not eaten also ask for others."

Shu Yan was stunned for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders helplessly: "I'll go now."

Mike smiled, raised the &—zwnj; cup of coffee that he had just typed out in his hand: "I'm trying&—zwnj; a new flavor, and I'll invite you to taste it when the semi-finished product comes out."

Shu Yan laughed: "I don't know much about coffee, just make up your own mind."

"No, no, no." Old Mike straightened up and refuted him. He was tall and straightened up like a wide coat hanger: "This cup is specially made for you. Perhaps it is more accurate to say, it is for your story."

"My story?" Shu Yan slightly raised her eyebrows in doubt.

Mike's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and he frowned into a very exaggerated character: "I know that you came back to China from the United States last year for your career."

"But this time I came back to the United States from China because of love."

"From the time you chose to open a coffee shop in this place, until the girl in white walked in in the afternoon, a story has already begun, hasn't it?"

Shu Yan didn't tell him anything about Yi Xiaoan, she just said hello to Mike when Yi Xiaoan passed by here just now, she didn't know the barista's reading How powerful a person is.

"So what else did you see?" Shu Yan asked.

"I also see that you seem to have liked that girl for a long time. It's not just a matter of the past year."

Shu Yan'—zwnj; paused, the coat in her hand slipped'—zwnj; she hurriedly tilted slightly to hold the coat firmly.

"Is it obvious?" Shu Yan raised her eyebrows, and what she asked should be Mike's judgment just now.

"Obviously." Mike answered honestly.

He looked at this young Asian female CEO. She didn't have a cold face, but in the past, she basically appeared in the attitude of a job or a president. Even a smile on her face could tell the business and politeness in it.

Although there was a certain intersection, Mike was also judging in his heart whether what he just said had touched her bottom line.

"Then look forward to the happy ending of the story." Shu Yan tilted her head—zwnj; and replied, and she didn't move her raised mouth until her back disappeared at the stairs.

Yi Xiao'an was cooking two packs of Master Kong's Braised Beef Noodles in one pot, and Grace was waiting blankly with a fork on the other side of the table.

It's snowing outside, and it's not realistic to go out to shop again.The two of them stared at each other tacitly in the living room just after they came back.

It seems to be silently asking each other whose fault it is that they forgot to purchase.

"I was obsessed with Yan's Bentley and car TV so I forgot. What about you? What are you obsessed with?" Grace was explaining her reasoning.

"..."

Yi Xiaoan voluntarily went to get instant noodles for dinner for the two of them.

When the noodles were cooked, Grace asked her if she wanted to serve them first, and Yi Xiaoan asked her to go first, but Grace was not polite, and walked to the gas station first.

The mobile phone on the dining table suddenly rang, Yi Xiaoan's heart skipped a beat, and he picked up the mobile phone with a premonition.

The WeChat account that was blocked before was released again, and there was only &—zwnj; message on it:

[WeChat transfer 18888 yuan]

The yellow transfer page is particularly obvious, not to mention such a large amount.

[? ] Yi Xiaoan immediately responded with a question mark.

Shu Yan looked at the interface of the successful transfer and the "?" that the other party returned, and raised the corner of her mouth that had just relaxed.

This is the method Huang Yue told her before, to test whether someone has deleted/blocked you, just try to transfer money.

The little girl—zwnj; has always kept her word.

[Wrong turn. 】Shu Yan randomly tapped the screen a few times, and typed out these few words.

【…】

Yi Xiao'an felt that she wasn't stupid enough to believe this.

[Collar &—zwnj; down. 】Shu Yan hit.

[I won't accept it. 】Yi Xiaoan answered directly.

Nearly 2 yuan may be the price of a pair of pants to Shuyan, but to Yi Xiaoan, it is not a small amount of money.

[No, after you receive it, return it to me.Automatic refunds take 24 hours. 】

【…】

Yi Xiaoan angrily turned 18888 back.

On the other end of the phone, Shu Yan seemed to have guessed Yi Xiaoan's expression of poking the number "8" with a finger, and leaned on the swivel chair and silently raised the corners of her mouth to look better.

Christmas is approaching, and Shuyan hasn't chatted with Yi Xiaoan since she appeared that day, but Yi Xiaoan occasionally sees Shuyan's news when she wakes up in the morning and scrolls through Moments.

Shu Yan seldom posted on Moments before, but recently she doesn't know what's wrong.

Her dynamic type is actually very simple&—zwnj;, basically there is no copywriting, and sometimes a comma or period will be added.Most of them are pictures or locations, there is &—zwnj; an office building that should be her new place of work, located in Los Angeles, and &—zwnj; a close-up of coffee.

But not in a coffee shop.

It must have been a long time since I visited this cafe.

Yi Xiaoan hasn't been to that coffee shop since that day. It's one thing to draw at home, but another...

Yi Xiaoan seemed to be avoiding something on purpose.She is also a person with normal emotions, Shu Yan said in the car that day that she entered the Mingyu overseas market because of Yi Xiaoan, Yi Xiaoan never dared to find out why.

Whenever she thinks about it carefully, the familiar solitary contemplation, expectation and disappointment in the past will come to her brain.

The turmoil in his heart came one after another, Yi Xiaoan could only shake his head mockingly.

I still have to wait for a chance to explain it to her.

Zhuang Yuan contacted Yi Xiaoan. Originally, she was able to arrive in the United States on Christmas Day, but Zhuang Yuan really couldn't shirk her as a guest at an art exhibition in China. to the United States at night.

Zhuang Yuan expressed regret that she could not celebrate Christmas with Yi Xiaoan, but Yi Xiaoan felt nothing at all.As Zhuang Yuan was the teacher who took good care of her academically when she was in Yi Gao, Yi Xiaoan naturally had the courtesy obligation to receive her if she wanted to come here.

But if you don't have time and can't come, it has nothing to do with Yi Xiao'an.

Yi Xiao'an expressed her intentions tactfully, but Zhuang Yuan said that she would definitely come, and told Yi Xiao'an the time of her flight ticket.

Yi Xiao'an and Grace discussed "—zwnj; and probably arranged" a plan for the three of them to meet in Chicago now, and then "together" go to Los Angeles for two days.

Grace knew that Zhuang Yuan was coming, but that was before she met Shu Yan.

Shuyan's sudden appearance that day made Grace mistakenly think that she was the "good friend" that Yi Xiaoan called, and the series of events that happened later, including the look in Shuyan's eyes, showed that they were by no means just friends.

"Is your new friend a girl too?" Grace asked.

"Yes, to be precise, it was my former teacher. I know you like to call her a friend, so I said she was a friend before."

"Is she pretty too?"

Yi Xiao'an didn't know why she asked such a question, and frowned: "It looks good, what's the matter?"

Grace scratched her head: "Does Yan know that you will spend Christmas with her? Will Yan be happy?"

I don't know when it started, Grace seemed to be helping Shu Yan think about it, both inside and outside of her words.

Was their friendship built with four songs on the Bentley?

No, there is also that valuable cafe membership card.

Yi Xiaoan sighed slightly: "Grace, you are overthinking, Zhuang Yuan is my teacher and someone I respect very much academically. Besides, Yan and I have nothing to do with each other, we all have each other's lives. "

"She came here to come to the coffee shop and visit the art gallery with me because of some reasons you don't know before, but it's not about love."

Grace didn't know if she wanted to sigh, but in the end she chose the roommate who favored her, and said that it's fine if you're happy, and went back to the room by herself.

In the afternoon of Christmas, Yi Xiao'an cleaned the whole house "—zwnj; once, and placed" some snacks on the coffee table in the living room, which can be regarded as a little bit of ritual.

There were almost no people on the road today, and the snow on the eaves of the small shop across the street hadn’t melted yet, and the melted snow fell from the eaves bit by bit, and disappeared without a trace when it landed on the ground.

The decoration of the shops near the Academy of Art is very distinctive. Christmas trees are placed in front of almost all the shops, and beautiful lanterns are wrapped around the windows. Just waiting for the night to come, it seems that the whole street can be turned up in an instant. The streets are transformed into fairytale towns.

Grace was on the phone with her family in the bedroom, and Yi Xiaoan also took the initiative to make a video call to Lin Wei in France. Do as the Romans do, Lin Wei went to her boyfriend's house and was furiously decorating the house with their family. &—zwnj; On a tall Christmas tree hang the lucky characters I cut.

"Xiao An, didn't you even buy a Christmas tree?" Lin Wei saw that the background of Yi Xiaoan's video was empty.

Yi Xiaoan turned the phone to the door, pointed to a small Christmas tree decoration hanging behind: "There."

"Is your roommate also so unceremonious?"

"That's why we can be roommates." Yi Xiaoan shrugged with a smile.She hasn't told Lin Wei about Shu Yan's coming to the United States, because she told Lin Wei last time, which made her angry with her for so long.

There is no need to say it again.

"Then you don't go out to play?" Lin Wei asked.

"Should go to Los Angeles, me, my roommate, and Teacher Zhuang—zwnj; together."

"Mr. Zhuang Yuan? Is she also in the United States?" Lin Wei felt a little strange. She remembered that Zhuang Yuan was studying in France.

"Yes, she just happened to be invited to a grand ceremony on New Year's Day."

"Ms. Zhuang and you are really similar. You don't play with your classmates very much in class, and she is a student who has almost no favor except you..."

Before Lin Wei finished speaking, the apartment doorbell rang.

Yi Xiao'an glanced at the time, it was just after five o'clock, Zhuang Yuan's flight should arrive at this time, could it be that the flight was advanced or changed?

But she agreed to pick her up at the airport...

The doorbell rang again&—zwnj;, Yi Xiaoan and Lin Wei said: "Mr. Zhuang seems to have come, let's not talk about it."

Yi Xiaoan hung up the phone, Grace also heard the doorbell and came out of the bedroom.The two met on the porch, and Grace asked, "Do you drive?"

Yi Xiaoan tidied&—zwnj; took off her clothes in front of the mirror, she wore&—zwnj;a more formal wine red dress today, her hair was slightly curly, and her mouth wore&—zwnj;a layer of retro earthy orange lipstick.

"It should be my friend, let me go."

"..."

What else Grace wanted to say, Yi Xiaoan had already walked to the door, and she quickly changed into her shoes to look more formal&—zwnj;, raised a smile and twisted the handle: "I didn't expect you to come so early... "

Before Yi Xiaoan finished speaking, the expression on his face stopped. Outside the door, Shuyan was wearing a "wine red woolen coat" and was carrying a kraft paper bag in his hand , there seemed to be a few roses in it.

Behind her is a minivan, and on the ground is a tall Christmas tree wrapped in presents. Two tall workers guard it to make the tree stand.

"..."

"Merry Christmas." Shu Yan picked up the coffee in her left hand, and greeted Yi Xiao'an as if casually.

"I originally ordered the Christmas tree in the cafe, but I found that there was a problem with the size and I couldn't put it in. I asked Grace, and she said that I could put it here with you first."

"Hi, Grace~" Shu Yan looked past Yi Xiao'an, and greeted Grace who was blocked behind her.

Yi Xiao'an turned her head abruptly, Grace gave her a guilty look, and quickly put the hand she had taken out to wave with Shu Yan back behind her.

"Miss Yi is very well dressed today." Shu Yan sized up Yi Xiao'an and praised her heartily.

"By the way." Seeing Yi Xiao'an froze in place, Shu Yan wanted to continue joking to make everything more natural:

"Just now you said 'I didn't expect you to come so early', are you waiting for someone?"

The author has something to say:

Yi Xiaoan: Waiting for your rival in love.

Yi Xiao'an to Grace: A traitor appeared between us.

明天终于放假了可以多更一些啦~这本书四月中旬前完结~感谢在2021-04-0101:54:07~2021-04-0302:29:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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