She put more lemons today

"Hey, Xiao Chen, do you know Miss Fan?" Xiao Yue came over with a gossip face after seeing the person leave.

"I don't know." Chen Zining took the utensils on the bar and tidied them up. She didn't take a break when she was done. She looked at which bottles of wine were not in the right place, so she set them up.

"I really don't know each other?" After all, Xiaoyue has been in the society for a long time, so he can't see that there is a story in it, "It's fine if you don't tell me. But I don't think you and Sister Fan have any grudges. If you really know each other, go get married. Personal connections are also good, right? There is no need for interpersonal relationships in society, and there are many ways to make more friends..."

"I want to know each other too." Chen Zining's eyes darkened, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips, "But how could I know?"

"Okay, I won't say more." Xiaoyue straightened his bow tie, "Hey, Sister Fan is really high-quality. Even if she is affectionate, she looks like a prodigal son. Unfortunately, she doesn't call me."

Chen Zining paused when she heard this hand, thinking of the woman who acted like a baby with Fan Qingle just now, she felt unspeakably bored.It's the same as when I saw Fan Qingle running eight hundred times with Banhua from the next class.

How do you match, Chen Zining?

Chen Zining's eyes turned cold, and the movements of her hands unconsciously brought a trace of irritability.

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Fan Qingle sent Qin Yiyi back and took a taxi back.Her car has been sent out for warranty in the past few days, and it is not very convenient to travel now.Thinking that the seat she was sitting on had been occupied by countless people, she couldn't help but frown irritably.

When she reached the door of "Return to Zero", she relaxed her brows, but the irritability on her face did not go away completely.

Then she reached out to her hair to remove the scrunchie, and let her long hair spread out, giving her a more flamboyant beauty.Walking all the way to the bar attracted the attention of many people.But it may be that she is in a bad mood, so no one dares to come up and ask for contact information.

"Sister Fan, why are you back?" Xiaoyue shouted before Fan Qingle reached the bar with sharp eyes.

"Yeah." Fan Qingle raised her chin slightly, her eyes drifted past the other person behind the bar, "Try the new wine."

"Oh, I thought I could help Sister Fan make a glass." Xiao Yue chuckled, "It turned out to be for Xiao Tiao's craft."

"You can also adjust the cup as you like, just credit it to my account." Fan Qingle looked at the silent figure, "Your name is really Xiaotiao?"

Xiao Yue wanted to explain, "Why..."

"Yeah." The man behind the bar nodded.

Fan Qingle almost laughed angrily, "Stage name?"

"Yeah." Nodding again.

"Then your surname is Ma?" Fan Qingle simply sat on the high chair in front of the bar. Although this angle felt a bit lower than Chen Zining's, her reaction was clearer.

"..." Chen Zining remained silent, trying to move quietly.

"Don't move, Xiaotiao, if you move again, I won't even be able to see your chin clearly." As soon as the words finished, Fan Qingle saw Chen Zining's earlobe stained a little pink.I don't know if it is an optical illusion brought by the light.But Fan Qingle didn't want to continue teasing her anymore, she still remembered that this little squad leader couldn't bear to be teased.

Chen Zining forcefully said a few words, "What kind of wine do you want?"

Without even addressing her, Fan Qingle raised her eyebrows.

"Depend on your mood, have a drink." After Fan Qingle finished speaking, she said to Xiaoyue who had been watching, "You can make whatever you want, I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay." Seeing that no one was coming, Xiao Yue slowed down his movements.

Chen Zining next to her frowned. She originally chose the wine that took the least time, and she moved very quickly.Now it seems that it is impossible to send this person away quickly.

Fan Qingle didn't know what she was thinking, so she raised her head slightly, with a smile on her lips, and carefully scrutinized Chen Zining's movements of mixing wine.

Chen Zining's hands are small and delicate, her nails are pink and tender, without any manicure, she looks healthy.There was nothing on the snow-white wrist, but Fan Qingle couldn't look away from the protruding wrist bone.

Like a jade carving, Fan Qingle slightly raised the corner of her mouth.

The faint blue light in the bar flashed, almost blending with the blue color of the wine that Chen Zining was mixing.Fan Qingle became interested, "Does this wine have a name?"

Chen Zining raised her eyelids, but she retracted her eyes without touching Fan Qingle, "again."

"No more?" Fan Qingle was really puzzled, "Again? What again?"

"Let's meet each other, or call it reunion." Xiao Yue interjected, "Xiao...Tiao and I are both called waste."

"The connotation is quite rich." Fan Qingle looked down at the table. Her hands have been well maintained over the years, but in the early years when she was typing on the keyboard every day, the calluses left behind never disappeared.These old cocoons reminded her of something.

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"Fan Qingle, you haven't handed in the receipt signed by the parents yet." Chen Zining, who was dressed in a neat school uniform, was holding the received receipt and pestered it in front of Fan Qingle's desk.

Fan Qingle didn't go to bed until four o'clock last night, and now she just wants to sleep.Hearing the sound, she lay on the table and buried her head directly between her arms.

"Fan Qingle." Chen Zining tapped her table with her knuckles.

Fan Qingle felt the anger of being woken up, she just wanted to quiet down the things that disturbed her, she stretched out her hand and pressed Chen Zining's hand that fell on her table.

The warmth of skin-to-skin contact directly awakened Fan Qingle's mind.

She withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, and looked at Chen Zining whose ears were a little red in front of her, "What's the matter?"

"Well...well, you haven't returned the receipt yet." Chen Zining pointed to the thing she was holding in her hand.

"The one signed by the parents?" Fan Qingle frowned.

"Yeah." Chen Zining put her free hand back to her side, and added, "It's just you."

"If you don't have a parent, you still have to hand it in?" Fan Qingle rummaged through the table and found the unsigned return receipt with uneven edges, "I can't sign it."

"But……"

"Nothing else, I'll sleep then." Fan Qingle made a gesture to lie down.

"I can sign for you." Chen Zining put down the stack of receipts and reached out to Fan Qingle, "Give me a pen."

"Does the monitor want to be my father or my mother?" Fan Qingle raised her eyebrows.

"I didn't want to take advantage of you." Chen Zining frowned.

"Thank you." Fan Qingle found the pen that she had lost even the cap and handed it to Chen Zining. When Chen Zining reached for it, she couldn't help but scratched Chen Zining's palm, "Squad leader, don't you?" Learned badly from me."

Chen Zining quickly withdrew her hand and ignored her words, holding a pen to sign the receipt, the pen tip just touched the paper, "What is your parent's name?"

After Fan Qingle said her name, she watched the girl bend down on her desk quietly and earnestly imitating the signature with calligraphy. At that moment, she suddenly felt that she was no longer sleepy at all, and the restlessness in her heart was getting away from her like a receding tide. further away.

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The memory is a bit long ago, Fan Qingle still vaguely remembers that Chen Zining asked her before leaving with all the receipts in her hand, "Are there calluses on your hands?"

What was her answer?

I wonder if Chen Zining still remembers?

Fan Qingle raised her eyes just in time to meet Chen Zining who was handing over the wine, and couldn't help but smile.

Chen Zining didn't know what she was laughing at, so she could only say with a straight face, "It's tuned."

"Well, it's done." Fan Qingle looked at the blue "again" glass with a slice of lime on the rim, and couldn't help murmuring, "again."

again meet.

Nice to meet you again.

The lightly fragrant wine passes through the lips and teeth, igniting the nerves at the tip of the tongue, all the way to the whole body.

It's a bit spicy, Fan Qingle almost choked on the concentration, "Your wine is quite strong."

"En." Chen Zining replied.

Seeing her attitude, Fan Qingle almost didn't call out her name directly, but is it necessary?

"Xiaotiao, right? The wine is good." Fan Qingle toasted Chen Zining, already planning to come back tomorrow.She just wanted to see how long Chen Zining could pretend.

"Thank you." Chen Zining responded lightly, and the hand placed by her side moved imperceptibly, and she felt the thickness of her fingertips.At some point, calluses appeared on her hands.

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The summer sun was scorching hot, Chen Zining blocked the light coming in from the window with her back.It wasn't until the classmate by the window closed the curtains that she bent down to help that person fill out the parent's receipt form.

She remembered the temperature of the back of her hand being pressed against another person's palm, which was hotter than the sun behind her.

She remembered the impatience in the man's eyes, and asking herself "Are your hands calloused?".Thinking about it now, her subconscious question was just to talk to that person more.

Until now, Chen Zining still remembers all the details of the delicate girl's answer when he asked that question.Those details sometimes sneak up on her silent mind for many years in her dreams.

"Yeah, Yuzi. The class monitor has to protect your hands well. You will be ugly if you have calluses." The girl was wearing a baggy school uniform, her slender legs stretched lazily under the table, and there was sleepiness in her eyes. I am patient, and I don't know whether I have malicious intentions or not in what I say.

Unexpectedly, many years later.

Those pink and delicate hands were also covered with cocoons left by years, disasters, and poverty.

Chen Zining's hanging hand gradually clenched into a fist, she only hoped that this would be the last time she and Fan Qingle would meet.She didn't want to meet her in such a mess, it wasn't good at all.

Fan Qingle tasted the wine along the rim of the glass, while looking at the dazed Chen Zining.

"Sister Fan, I'm fine with this cup." Xiaoyue pushed out the cup of light green wine that he made himself. Sister Fan can drink the new wine with confidence, and I have prepared it myself a few times at home. It is non-toxic."

Fan Qingle smiled lightly, "She's pretty, what's her name?"

Xiao Yue tapped the table for a while, "I was secretly tuning behind my mother's back, and I didn't think too much about it. Let's just call it secretly."

"Secretly?" Fan Qingle squinted at Chen Zining.