There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

Qi Yu got up early on Saturday, took out the only small handful of noodles and an egg left in the refrigerator, and simply boiled white water noodles.

After eating, he rolled up his sleeves and started to pack his luggage. Qi Yu didn’t have many things. A suitcase and a backpack were enough. Before he left, he didn’t forget to clean the house from the beginning to the end, trying not to leave a little bit of his own. trace.

After tossing around, it was almost 11:[-] noon, Qi Yu hurriedly sent his luggage home, and then rushed to the store to work part-time.

Jiang Qiao'an's shift today is at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and Qi Yu will replace Zhang Caixia when she arrives at the shop. Cold drink shops are usually the busiest in the afternoon, and there are almost no people at noon.

Qi Yu was a bit hungry, but he didn't have any appetite. He sat behind the counter for a while, and suddenly realized that he had moved out and hadn't told Feng Jiayang, so he picked up the landline in the shop and called.

The first time the bell rang, Qi Yu began to get nervous, and his heart fluctuated with the ring, as if it was about to jump into his throat.He took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down, and took advantage of Feng Jiayang's time to make a draft in his stomach, but the call was hung up by the other party.

Qi Yu stared at the microphone in a daze for two seconds, smiled wryly, struggled in his heart for half a minute, and dialed it again unwillingly.

The mechanical ringtone was still playing in a loop, and a trace of disappointment flashed across Qi Yu's face, hesitating whether to talk about it face to face next week.

"Hello?" Just as he was about to put down the phone, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from the other end, which belonged to Feng Jiayang.

Qi Yu's heart beat faster, and for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say.

"Qi Yu?" Feng Jiayang asked speculatively.

He was accompanying his grandma to check and didn't have time to answer the phone. When the phone rang, he hung up immediately. He didn't take a look until it rang a second time. He had saved the number of the cold drink shop, and anyone who could use this number to contact him was Qi Yu. Can't think of anyone else.

Feng Jiayang walked out of the follow-up consultation room and found a fairly quiet place.

The person on the other end of the phone did not speak for a long time, Feng Jiayang felt that the atmosphere was not right, he frowned subconsciously and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Qi Yu came back to his senses, his heart was pinched in one place, and the pain made him a little breathless.He panted heavily, and replied in a calm tone as much as possible: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that I'm moving out."

So, you go home.

Feng Jiayang didn't seem to have expected it, his brows frowned even tighter, and his tone was a little displeased: "Where are you moving? Going to live in an Internet cafe again?"

Qi Yu's voice was as usual, and he explained patiently: "No, I'm going to live at grandma's house."

After a while, Feng Jiayang let out an "oh", and he couldn't figure out why he was so angry for a moment when he heard that Qi Yu had moved away.

"That's fine, I understand." Feng Jiayang said.

Qi Yu hung up the phone, suddenly his stomach was burning hot, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't straighten his waist.

There are more customers in the weekend afternoon than usual. It just so happened that today I caught up with the team building of a company in the city, and ordered 120 cups of iced drinks by phone.After Qi Yu took two stomach medicines, he kept busy until he got off work at night before taking a break.

With a mournful face, Jiang Qiao'an thumped her stiff shoulders, and wailed, "Sister Xia must give me a salary increase. If I don't raise my salary, I won't do it."

Qi Yu smiled helplessly, he had long been used to hearing Jiang Qiaoan's words that were often on his lips, "Hurry up and tell Sister Xia, I just happen to be able to take advantage of it."

Jiang Qiaoan stomped her feet angrily, and screamed while pulling her neck.

Qi Yu took off his work clothes, and kindly reminded: "Stop shouting, and clear the table quickly, we have to pick up guests at night."

Jiang Qiaoan wanted to cry even more when she heard this, and complained: "It must be a couple of young couples who will come later, why is my life so hard, not only have to work but also be forced to feed dog food."

Qi Yu comforted her: "You can learn from the scriptures by the way."

"I don't want it," Jiang Qiaoan gave him a hard look, then suddenly changed his tone, "Brother Xiaoyu, why don't you work overtime today and stay here with me."

He also suggested: "Call Brother Xiao Jia over, and I'll make him the pastry I researched today."

Qi Yu's movements were slightly stiff, with no expression on his face, he raised his head and jokingly said: "We have known each other for so long, and I haven't seen you say that you specially made me a pastry to try."

Jiang Qiaoan looked at Qi Yu in surprise, then immediately turned her head: "I'll do it for you now."

Qi Yu grabbed Jiang Qiaoan's arm, pulled him back, and said, "Just kidding, look at the store well tonight, I'm going home first."

Jiang Qiaoan nodded reluctantly.

The old lady had only lived in the courtyard for a week, but she was clamoring that she was not used to living in the courtyard and wanted to go home. Feng Jiayang and Feng Yan tried to persuade her to no avail.In fact, the old lady felt sorry for her grandson who not only had to run around the hospital and school every day, but also squeezed into a chair to rest at night. After a week, he had lost a lot of weight, so he was willing to do so.

After persuasion to no avail, Feng Yan hired a 24-hour nurse, and only then did the old lady go through the discharge procedures.

Feng Jiayang didn't sleep well for several days, and his brain was dizzy. After sending his grandma to the car, he also stopped the car. After reporting his home address, he leaned on the seat and planned to squint for a while. Really fell asleep until the driver woke him up.

After Feng Jiayang paid the fare, he opened the car door in a daze, and then a gust of cold wind hit his face unexpectedly, which made him startled, and his consciousness was mostly awake.He shrank his neck, tightened his clothes, and dragged himself upstairs.

Feng Jiayang opened the door, and the room was exceptionally quiet. He changed his slippers in a state of boredom, and then shouted to the half-open bedroom: "Qi Yu, are you home? What are you having for dinner? I'm going to starve to death."

There was still no response from the room, Feng Jiayang stepped on his slippers and walked towards the bedroom, pushing open the half-open door.The room was tidied up, and there was not even a blank sheet of paper left on the desk that was usually piled with textbooks.

Feng Jiayang was dull for 2 minutes, remembering that Qi Yu had informed him yesterday that he was going to move out, but he didn't expect Qi Yu to move so fast.

He slowly lowered his hands, looking at the empty room, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss and bewilderment in his heart.

He came back to his senses and scolded "Fuck" in his heart. He was not scolding others, but himself.Feng Jiayang kicked the door irritably, turned around and walked towards his bedroom, took off in twos and twos, got into the bed and planned to get enough sleep first without thinking about anything.

Feng Jiayang's sleep really made up for the lack of sleep before.Until there was a loud noise outside the window, which forcibly pulled him back from his dream.

He sat up from the bed with a "swish", staring at the front with blank eyes, his mind was drowsy, as if he was not fully awake.

After 2 minutes, he gradually came back to his senses and blinked before realizing where he was.

Feng Jiayang thought of the loud noise just now, and his first reaction was that it exploded. Without even wearing shoes, he rushed to the window and opened it.I saw a dense crowd of people downstairs, noisily surrounding an old man, watching him shake the machine in his hand tirelessly.

Feng Jiayang's face darkened, and he closed the window irritably, not understanding what popcorn was popping in the cold weather.

He jumped on the bed, picked up the cell phone thrown by the bed, and was taken aback the moment he turned on the screen. There were more than a dozen missed calls, most of which belonged to the same person, his aunt Feng Yan.

Feng Jiayang thought grandma was busy, and was about to call back when he saw the news from the three people's WeChat group.

--He Xi: Brother Jia, you are miserable. Today your aunt came to check the class in person, and unfortunately informed you that you were arrested again for skipping class.

--Wang Xiaowei: Brother Jia, the composition paper has been prepared for you, and I am waiting for you to write the review.

Feng Jiayang: ...

Only then did Feng Jiayang notice the time, it was already 10:30 in the morning, and he had slept for nearly twenty hours.

He simply understood that it was not a big deal for Feng Yan to call him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, then got up and took out clean clothes from the closet, and muttered while wearing them: "Qi Yu is so hard, even if he confesses and rejects him, he won't As for holding grudges like this, I don’t even know to call him when I wake up in the morning..."

Feng Jiayang's mind was blunted for a moment, and a leg had just been stretched in his trousers.

He lowered his head and sighed, smiling wryly: So he moved away.