what is your vision

Stepping into the night, through the narrow alleyway, Zhou Yanchuan led Lu Yunchu to the door of an inconspicuous shop.It's just that the full house of diners and the hustle and bustle inside and outside the store make it feel a little less ordinary.

Hot steam is constantly coming out of the cauldron behind the cabinet window, and the heat rises, and the yellow light bulb hanging on the store door is surrounded by white mist, making the light dim.

The iron signboard hangs on the side, and if you don’t look carefully, you might miss it. There are a few big characters on it: "Lu Ge Duck Noodles".

"You haven't eaten in this kind of place, have you?" Zhou Yanchuan asked Lu Yunchu standing outside the shop.

"How is it possible?" It is indeed impossible to have such an opportunity with Lu Changming, but he is in his twenties anyway, and it's not like he hasn't lived independently. "I have basically been to the small shops over there in the university town."

"This smell is definitely stronger than those." Zhou Yanchuan said and was about to go inside.

"Hey," Lu Yunchu called out to him, "It seems that there is no place?"

"Yes, yes," Zhou Yanchuan didn't respond, and a man in his fifties who seemed to be the boss in the store continued Lu Yunchu's words, "Xiao Zhou has a place whenever he comes, do you think it's inside or outside?"

"Shall we go outside?" Zhou Yanchuan looked at Lu Yunchu, "This one is hot, so it might be a bit stuffy inside."

"it is good."

"Okay!" The boss immediately pulled out a folding table from the room, and the two helped to open the table, "Xiao Zhou brought friends over?"

"Yes," Zhou Yanchuan said with a smile, "I'll help you advertise."

"Sure," the man opened his mouth, "I'm the one who treats you today, don't be polite to me."

"Don't, don't, who is being polite to whom?" Zhou Yanchuan immediately grabbed the other party, and teased, "I like your house, so I want to invite friends to eat. You made it for me. Where can I save my face? Can you help me?" Don't do this!"

"Look at you—" the boss looked at them both shyly, "Okay, you have to make Brother Zhou look good. Is it still the same?"

"Yes—" Zhou Yanchuan turned his head and asked Lu Yunchu, "Do you want the noodles dry or with soup?"

"It's soup."

"Can duck gizzards and duck blood be eaten?"

"sure."

He told the boss: "Only two servings of noodle soup, duck blood is added to the noodles, and the duck gizzards are still stir-fried—hey, let's put some chili."

The boss was taken aback: "Don't you don't like spicy food?"

"My friend can eat it."

"Farewell, I don't care if I eat it or not," Lu Yunchu turned to the boss and said, "Don't add it."

"Okay, come right away!"

After the boss entered the room, Zhou Yanchuan and Lu Yunchu sat down on the plastic stools on both sides of the square table.

"I really don't want to try it?" Zhou Yanchuan looked at him, "Add some spicy stir-fried duck gizzards, I have no choice but to eat half a bottle of water, and I still have a stomachache."

Lu Yunchu recalled how he wanted spicy food last time but didn't dare, and said with a smile: "Then don't add it for now, it's not far away, I can eat it when I come by myself."

While the two were talking, the boss came over again, brought the tableware, and poured tea for them.

"Young man, if you like it, you can come here often. For our friend Xiao Zhou, I will still give you a discount."

"Thank you." Lu Yunchu secretly asked Zhou Yanchuan, "Are you familiar with the boss?"

After the other party left, Zhou Yanchuan told him: "I ate at his house ten years ago." Boss Lu called "Xiao Zhou" for ten years.

"so long?"

"I used to be at the train station. I just moved here. Next month, there will be another one next door to the theater, and his son will take care of it," Zhou Yanchuan continued. Advertise and the business is getting better and better.”

No wonder the boss treats him like his own family.

"You don't know. I used to work outside and was tired. After a day, I felt very satisfied after eating a bowl of duck noodles. At that time, it was less than ten yuan a bowl. Lao Lu saw us working hard and gave us a lot of meat. .”

Lu Yunchu turned his attention to other places: "You?"

"Oh," Zhou Yanchuan blushed slightly, "it's me and my ex-girlfriend."

The content of the posts seen on the gossip forum flashed in Lu Yunchu's mind, that Zhou Yanchuan did have a girlfriend.

"She is better than my unit, but she just started working at that time, and she was quite tired." Speaking of the past, Zhou Yanchuan didn't find it difficult to talk about it.

The noodles come first, and the steaming heat can make people sweat even in winter, with green vegetables and dark red duck blood clots floating on it.I don't know what ingredients are added to the soup, the color is deep, and there is no fishy smell at all. The duck meat is sliced ​​into thin slices and soaked in it.

"Then she now..." Lu Yunchu just thought about the things on the post, said it unconsciously, and when he realized it, his cheeks were hot.

"She's been married a long time ago," Zhou Yanchuan not only didn't get angry, but smiled slightly, "Of course not with me."

There is no depression in his expression, but it is true that he has been single for many years.

"Haven't you talked again?"

"No." Zhou Yanchuan glanced at Lu Yunchu who was in a daze, "Don't guess, I'm not a lover, so it's not like I can't get out because of the past."

Judging from his tone, no matter what the reason for the breakup, in short, he has been hurt, but it is not enough to worry about.Lu Yunchu withdrew his thoughts: "Yes."

"You don't like women, but this relationship, as you said, is actually connected. You have to feel the position before you can talk about it. If you want to find one just for marriage... it seems that it is not necessary." There was a smell of soy sauce, and he tapped the side of the plate with his chopsticks, "This is delicious, try it."

"it is good."

The topic about the past naturally came to an end, but after Lu Yunchu picked up his chopsticks, his eyes shifted from the dishes in the middle of the table to Zhou Yanchuan.

When he browsed that post before, he was purely for the purpose of watching the excitement, Zhou Yanchuan's feelings at that time, and how long it took to recover... He didn't think about it, let alone empathize with it.

Now imagine again, the state of mind is not so simple.

He wraps his fluctuating emotions with layers of camouflage—Zhou Yanchuan is a good friend, a warm-hearted neighbor, who will help him out, and take him to a small restaurant for dinner when he is in a bad mood...

Uncovering these bit by bit, there is only one core left—uncomfortable.He felt uncomfortable because of Zhou Yanchuan's disappointing past, even though the tone of the person involved was calm.

Maybe his eyes stayed there for too long, Zhou Yanchuan noticed something, raised his head slightly, still had a noodle in his mouth, found that Lu Yunchu was really looking at him, and quickly bit off the noodle.His lips were darker because of the soup.

"Isn't it delicious?"

The moment the other party looked over, Lu Yunchu had a slight palpitation of being caught, but he recovered his composure after hearing his unsuspecting question: "It's good, but it's a little hot."

"I prefer to eat it hot. It's cold, and it's hot as soon as I eat it."

"Well," Lu Yunchu held up his chopsticks, "That's right."

There was more than one table outside, and there was a lot of noise everywhere, but there was a quiet atmosphere isolated between the two of them.In this seemingly independent space, only the sound of gently sucking soup can be heard.

Many things happened that day, and Meng Xiao's finding faults did not leave much trace in Lu Yunchu's mind. As for the strange emotion that arose in the face of Zhou Yanchuan during dinner, he couldn't grasp it and couldn't let it go.

Strange fluctuations trembled in the chest and spread to the limbs and bones. It was initially agitated and returned to calm.

Is it possible that he likes Zhou Yanchuan?