Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

On a midsummer afternoon with gentle breeze, the melodious sound of the piano crossed over the customers who were buried in their seats and reverberated over the Verdelite Cafe, surrounded by the aroma of coffee and waffles, as if covering this quiet place with a layer of mist , It is refreshing.

Lu Wenfeng stopped at the junction of the hall and the carved corridor, and quietly looked at the curly-haired young man who was flying his fingers in front of the grand piano not far away.

The faint sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, fell on his side face, and hung on his thick and curly eyelashes, even the hair on the top of his head seemed to be dyed a layer of golden yellow, even if he just looked at it like this If I don't do it, I feel that the boredom in my heart has been relieved a lot.

So watching Lin Jianxi play the piano is a kind of enjoyment, but I have never come to appreciate it before.In fact, he has only been to the dark blue bar where he has worked for a long time, but the young man will come to the bakery to help whenever he is free.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Wenfeng felt heavy in his heart, and the feeling was very complicated.

Soon the song ended, and it was time for Lin Jianxi to take a break. Lu Wenfeng hurried over and led the person into the private room he had reserved long ago.

"Senior, why do you suddenly want to come here to see me today?" He sat upright in front of the table, with his hands folded on the soft table mat, his expression was a little surprised and curious.

"I came to see you to fulfill my promise." Lu Wenfeng smiled gently, his expression was the same as usual, but there was a trace of imperceptible anxiety in his eyes.

During these days, Lin Jianxi's attitude changed a lot. After thinking about it, he felt that he hadn't cared enough all along.

In addition, the young man deliberately celebrated his birthday in advance and prepared a surprise carefully, but he was a few hours late.Although he said it was okay at the time, he must still be sad, which made him a little cold.

So now he is trying to find an opportunity to make up for it, with a sincere and sincere look on his face.

"Xiaoxi, some time ago I kept missing appointments due to work matters. I'm so sorry for you. Now that a big project is finally over, I can't go back on what I promised you earlier."

His voice was deliberately subdued and soft, his posture was lowered, and the water lines in his eyes spread out, like a pulse of spring breeze, and he was full of hope that he would get a happy response from the young man in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jianxi waved his hand, and said in a light and light tone, "It's been a long time since those things happened, I haven't taken them to heart for a long time, and you are already very busy at work, I understand."

The corners of his mouth and the end of his eyes were slightly curved, he looked in a good mood, and his smile was also sweet, but Lu Wenfeng keenly smelled an unusual smell from it.

No, no, it shouldn't be like this.

This kind of calm and breezy attitude seems to be more than just understanding and understanding, it's more like a kind of indifference.

It's as if I got something really important, and I don't care about the gain or loss in front of me.

Lu Wenfeng couldn't help his eyelids twitching wildly, his palms were slightly sweaty, and a kind of panic gradually came to his heart.

But then, he quickly dismissed the discovery.

How can you not care?

Telling the truth after drinking, when Lin Jianxi was completely drunk, Lin Jianxi's gentle voice to Brother Feng, and that sticky and sincere love, these can't be faked.

He consciously convinced himself, so the warm smile of the past appeared on his face again, and his eyes turned to the coffee in the young man's hand, and he was still in a teasing mood.

"Hey, why didn't you order caramel latte today, and changed the flavor?"

Every time Xiaoxi came to the store, he would drink a cup of slightly sweet caramel latte first, and then start to help with great enthusiasm. Later, store manager Zheng firmly remembered that as soon as he saw him coming, he would do it first Good coffee passed.

However, Lin Jianxi shook her head and explained with a smile: "Actually, my favorite drink has always been whole wheat pure coffee. It's only because there is no such flavor in the bakery, so I found a similar one."

There was a circle of white milk foam on his petal-like lips, which was quickly licked off by the pink tip of his tongue, as if it was a silent temptation, and Lu Wenfeng's Adam's apple moved slightly.

"But a substitute is always a substitute, why should I drink a caramel latte when I have a flavor I really like?"

He held the coffee with a smile and took another big sip, with a satisfied expression on his face. The words he said seemed ordinary, but also seemed to mean something, which made Lu Wenfeng's heart skip a beat suddenly, and for some reason there was an ominous feeling premonition.

"So that's how it is. Next time, I'll let store manager Zheng learn how to make whole wheat pure coffee." He suppressed the weird uneasiness, pulled the corners of his mouth to force a smile.

"By the way, Xiaoxi, I said before that I would bring some books and cakes from the store to the orphanage to see the children's. When you have time, we will—"

In the middle of speaking, Lu Wenfeng stopped suddenly.

Because he found that Lin Jianxi didn't seem to be listening at all, and he didn't know when his attention had shifted to behind him.

If it were different before, he would never have stared at him without blinking, but now, the two were clearly talking a second ago, and he was actually distracted!

Lu Wenfeng frowned unconsciously, followed the young man's gaze and turned his head to look, and found that he was watching the silent projection TV in the private room.

On the screen, a tall young man wearing a huge fisherman hat and a black mask was being chased and intercepted by a large group of people.And for some reason, this figure looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"This is... your favorite singer?" Lu Wenfeng didn't care about the entertainment industry, so he could only guess the identity of that person from the few words in the report.

"Yeah." Lin Jianxi nodded hastily, with obvious admiration and appreciation in his eyes, "I really like listening to his songs."

"Really?" He pursed his lips, and simply changed his proposal along the topic: "Then when should we go to his concert together? If he wants to hold it."

"No, no, no." Unexpectedly, Lin Jianxi refused without hesitation, without even a little room for negotiation, and without any additional explanation.

Lu Wenfeng suddenly suffocated, and that feeling of bewilderment came up again.

With such a decisive attitude and short reply, he couldn't even tell whether the young man in front of him didn't want to watch the concert, or he didn't want to be "with him".

The screen of the mobile phone kept flickering, news came one after another, and the work group was already urging him one after another, but Lu Wenfeng didn't even want to look at it, his mind was in a mess.

"Senior, do you still have something to do?" Lin Jianxi glanced at the vibrating mobile phone on the table, and took the initiative to give it a step.

"Uh, yes, there will be a meeting later." As he said this, he pushed the phone aside and let the messages flicker wildly, looking intently at the young man in front of him.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's a welfare home or a concert. I'll accompany you wherever you want to go next time, okay?"

The promise this time is serious, without any perfunctory.This time it was true that I was going to work, there was no deceit.

However, Lin Jianxi just smiled lightly, neither happy nor sad: "Let's talk about the next time."

He really wasn't angry because of his previous missed appointments.

However, it seems that there is no longer any expectation.

Lu Wenfeng's face turned pale in an instant, such a tall and straight person seemed a little small and stooped at this moment.

It’s like Pavlov’s dog, which salivates when the red light is turned on and the bell rings every time before the food is delivered.

After persisting for a period of time, now, I don't deliver food, I only turn on the red light and ring the bell, and the dog will salivate reflexively.

Habit is the scariest thing. People can accept "never get it", but they are most afraid of "losing it after getting it".From the moment Lu Wenfeng turned his head, the initiative in this game has completely fallen to his side!

Lin Jianxi watched the young man in front of him get up silently, feeling lost in his thoughts, and quietly raised the corners of his lips.

Then, when Lu Wenfeng was approaching the door step by step, he suddenly stopped him!

"Hey wait."

He walked forward slowly, with a teasing expression and a reproachful tone: "Senior, are you going to attend a business meeting just like this?"

"Keep your head down." His tone was even a little tough, completely different from the usual softness.

But this was a sudden intimacy after a long period of indifference, so Lu Wenfeng didn't hesitate at all, and immediately bowed slightly obediently, and then watched those white and beautiful hands lightly resting on his neck.

Is it for a hug? He was a little nervous for a moment.

Oh no, just tidying up his collar - he was instantly lost.

The two are very close, this scene is very familiar, once when Lu Wenfeng was drunk, Lin Jianxi was so anxious that he went out without even putting on his shirt, on the side of the hotel bed, he just bent down like this, blushing The ears allow anyone to organize the folds of the neckline.

But now, it was as if the roles were reversed in time and space, and the person who was blushing and deeply immersed in it became him, while the person who was able to handle it with ease became Lin Jianxi.

"Okay." He clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction.

So Lu Wenfeng raised his eyes subconsciously, and the two looked at each other, he finally saw the familiar affection in the young man's eyes, which almost made him tremble with excitement.

"Thank you, Xiaoxi." He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the soft and fluffy brown curly hair in front of him, feeling that the missing corner of his heart was finally filled.

Lin Jianxi didn't hide this time.

Now is not the time yet, and we can't push people too hard all at once.

The variety show that was recorded with Sheng Mingfeng, from the post-editing to the pre-heating promotion to the final broadcast, still has a while.

Therefore, he wanted Lu Wenfeng to find out the clues bit by bit, dragged repeatedly, deceived himself, and finally got hit head-on!

Lin Jianxi stood where she was, watching the gentle and windy man leave with steady steps, then lowered her eyes, a sneer flashed across her eyes.

At this moment, a handsome face with a face as black as the bottom of a pot suddenly appeared at the door.

"People finally left?"

Qiao Mochuan was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a cup of coffee in his hand, and approached Shi Shiran with his long legs. Then he moved the chair that Lu Wenfeng had been sitting in very disgustedly, and he pulled one from the side again, with a look on his face. He sat down unhappily.

He had just returned from a business trip in Germany in the morning, and he wanted to come over to see Lin Jianxi even before he was jet-lagged, but before he could talk a few words, he bumped into Lu Wenfeng, so he immediately hid in the box next to him.

"It's outrageous, hiding, I have never done such an aggrieved thing in my life!"

In the past, although he wandered around in the flowers, he was a principled person, and he never touched anyone who had a master, but now he looks like an adulterer when he meets him, and he laughs out his big teeth when he talks about it.

"Who told you to hide?" Lin Jianxi was speechless and amused, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Senior is so nice, and the two of us are upright and honest, so what can we avoid?"

You don't have ghosts in your heart, but I do.

Qiao Mochuan secretly glanced at the young man's delicate side face, and couldn't help but secretly slander him.

Besides, others may not know about his pursuit of Lin Yu before, but Lu Wenfeng knew it like a mirror in his heart, if he was bitten back, it would be more harm than good.

The abacus in his heart was crackling, and when he raised his eyes, Lin Jianxi just caught Lin Jianxi taking a deep breath, forcefully suppressing a yawn, some physiological tears glistened in his eyes, and there was still a little blackness under his eyes .

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"A little bit." The young man nodded, and honestly admitted: "Yesterday, I revised my thesis until early in the morning. I rushed a report to my tutor in the morning, and then I have to come to Verdelite to work part-time."

Qiao Mochuan frowned, and a slight soreness suddenly appeared in his heart.

It is too tiring to keep spinning like this, and people are not made of iron, how can the body bear it?

He put down the coffee, and said in a deep voice, "The original full-time pianist in this coffee shop is recovering soon. When he comes back, you can have a good rest."

In fact, the pianist named Xiao Wu had recovered from his illness a long time ago, but Qiao Mochuan simply gave Xiao Wu double his salary every month so that he could continue to "sick" so that he could look at Lin Jianxi more when he was off work. , so that Lin Jianxi can continue to work part-time.

"Really? Great, congratulations on his recovery." Lin Jianxi was happy at first, but soon became distressed, "But if this is the case, I have to find another part-time job."

After all, the job of a pianist in a coffee shop is easy and highly paid. The boss is easy to talk to, and the time is fairly free. It is not easy to find a job with similar salary.

Find again?Wouldn't that be more tiring?

So Qiao Mochuan quickly changed his words without blushing, "You don't need to look for him, his illness can recur."

Lin Jianxi: "?"

He didn't bother to pay attention to the young master's crazy words, lowered his head and took another sip of coffee, then stood up and prepared to leave the box: "The rest time is almost over, I'm going to work."

"Wait!" Qiao Mochuan also stood up and called him subconsciously, "I...I still have something to say."

"Then tell me." Lin Jianxi stopped, folded her arms and looked at him intently.

So Qiao Mochuan licked his lips nervously.

Of course, he has countless ways to please beauties, and the number of love words he has said is countless, but when he meets this person, it seems that he has been cursed by some magic, and he can't use all his skills. Become clumsy!

"Then what, just a few days ago, I raised a pot of rose daihong again, which has double petals. In order to improve the survival rate, I specially planted purple soft mist next to it, but I don't know why it is still a little wilting. If you have time, you can help Shall I see?"

The man talked about flowers with a serious expression and worried words, but he seemed to be a good master who loves flowers.

But I don't know why, his words and deeds always seem a bit deliberate, and even have an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Lin Jianxi couldn't help squinting her eyes suspiciously: "Do you still have research on planting flowers?"

When I was having dinner with Fu Linbei three people that day, we talked about those flowers in Mrs. Ye's house and the romantic story behind them. Unbelievable.

"Of course," Qiao Mochuan said with a natural expression, "I've always paid attention to these things, and I've also dabbled in flower art."

Weird.

On the top floor of the Mandis Hotel that day, he heard Fu Linbei talking to Qing Luosi and Mei Daihong, and Lin Jianxi had a good conversation, but he couldn't get in a word, so he felt Something is wrong.

So he made up his mind that when he came back, he must thoroughly study these messy things and leave a good impression on the youth.

"Really?" Lin Jianxi gave him an inscrutable sideways glance, and then asked abruptly, "Then do you think mandala orchid is better with Huang Musheng, or Yinhongchuan?"

Qiao Mochuan's confident smile immediately froze.

Damn it, he scolded Cao Liangwen [-] times in his heart, the information he prepared was not reliable at all, didn't he mean that he could answer it fluently after memorizing it all?

What the hell is bullshit!

He felt like a student who entered the examination room and got the test paper only to find out that he had missed the key points. He scratched his head and scratched his head in anxiety. In the end, he had no choice but to blurt out the ambiguous answer, hoping that the teacher who corrected the paper would give him sympathy points.

"Uh, it's all right. I personally think Yinhongchuan is better, and it's more suitable in terms of color matching."

"Oh—Young Master Qiao is really amazing." The young man elongated his tone meaningfully, and put the coffee cup on the table lightly, "I made up the two names behind, and there are no such two kinds of flowers at all."

Qiao Mochuan: "..."

He just felt that he couldn't go up or down, wanted to hold back but felt aggrieved, wanted to get angry...

Want to get angry but feel reluctant, so his face suddenly became very bright.

"Hahahahaha!"

Lin Jianxi watched his ever-changing expression, and finally couldn't help laughing heartily, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, her cheeks were flushed faintly, like a flower bud suddenly blooming.

So lovely.

Even the trembling strands of hair are beautiful.

Qiao Mochuan's heart thumped when he saw it. The purple soft mist and rose red, even when they were all in full bloom, were not as dazzling as this one in front of him.

As for the anger just now, maybe it was scattered in the wind, maybe it got into the coffee cup, and I don't know where it went.

As the most pampered young master of the Qiao family, Qiao Mochuan used to care most about his own demeanor and perfect manners. Even in front of Lin Yu, he must put on a high stance, and always be able to handle things with ease without losing dignity.

But in front of Lin Jianxi, none of these seemed to be important.

He even felt that it didn't matter even if he laughed at him. There was only one thought in his mind——

How could I make him so happy.

Vaguely, Qiao Mochuan felt as if something that had never existed had completely broken out of the ground, accompanied by trembling and trembling all over his body, involving flesh and blood, glowing with vigorous vitality.

what is it then?

He couldn't help frowning.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally figured it out——

It was his clumsy liking.

It was his heart that finally moved after wandering for so many years.

The author has something to say: The happiest person today is Xiao Wu, a luthier who gets twice the salary for nothing: "People are stupid and have a lot of money. Rich people really seem to be a little bit seriously ill."

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