Overtone

After Qi Ye helped clean up, he went out with Xiao Jing.

The location displayed on the taxi app is the fitness club, so you have to go to the north gate and make a detour.

It looked close, but Qi Ye and the others still took a lot of time.

The community planning here is divided into one, two, and three phases, and the first phase of Xiao Jing's place was built the earliest, so it is the farthest away.They detoured countless detours and gravel roads before the North Gate appeared in sight.

"Xiao Qi, just send it here." Xiao Jing said, "I remember the license plate, go back to work, don't be late."

"I work late, so it's nine o'clock in the evening." Qi Ye helped Xiao Jing carry the tonic, then turned his head to the door and said, "I'll leave when I get it to the car."

Xiao Jing couldn't shirk it, she thought they were like a family, so Qi Ye sent her off.

After the taxi gradually drove away, Qi Ye turned around and was about to walk in the opposite direction when he saw a familiar figure appearing at the corner of the street.

"Miss Zhou." Qi Ye greeted, "What a coincidence."

Zhou Sijia glanced at him, nodded and said, "En."

Qi Ye smiled, walked around her and walked back.

A few pleasantries are enough, there is no extra topic.

But this time, Zhou Sijia stopped him for the first time.

"The one who just got into the car..." she asked, "Is it Xiao Jing?"

Qi Ye was puzzled for a few seconds, then replied, "Yes."

He looked at Zhou Sijia's hesitant to speak, so he asked, "Miss Zhou looking for her?"

Zhou Sijia said, "Yes, there is something."

"That's it." Qi Ye didn't think much about it, and said after a pause of two seconds, "Then give her a call some other day, otherwise the person you just come to the door may not be there."

Zhou Sijia said "Okay". Seeing that there was nothing to do, Qi Ye was about to leave when she heard her say, "Are you free today? Just chat."

To be honest, this thing is quite mysterious.

It wasn't until Qi Ye was sitting in the coffee shop that he didn't figure out why they made an appointment, and the date was still with Xiao Cheng's fiancée.

After receiving the Frappuccino from the cashier, Qi Ye glanced at Zhou Sijia who was not far away, and typed a few words on the phone screen with one hand.

-Qi Ye: Professor Xiao, I met Zhou Sijia today.

After sending, the screen went dark, Qi Ye threw the phone back into his pocket, walked over and sat opposite Zhou Sijia.

Zhou Sijia still looked indifferent, when Qi Ye was seated, she raised her eyes and asked, "Going together?"

Qi Ye nodded: "It can be said that we are traveling together."

"Better than me." Zhou Sijia smiled lightly, "It's better to be free to play the guitar, it's no fun to be restrained."

Qi Ye simply smiled politely and didn't answer much.

They really had nothing to talk about.

This was Qi Ye's first thought when he heard Zhou Sijia ask him if he had time today.

And even if you take a step back, Xiao Cheng is the only one at the intersection point. Otherwise, they are people from two worlds and will not have any communication.

"Miss Zhou." Qi Ye got straight to the point, "I'm pretty straightforward, and I don't beat around the bush. What can you do with me?"

Zhou Sijia smiled: "Just chatting with you."

"Between us..." Qi Ye also laughed, "I'm afraid there is nothing to talk about."

"I know." Zhou Sijia didn't react extra when she heard this, she inserted the straw into the Ice Americano, "Actually, I'm looking for Xiao Jing today because of the engagement."

Qi Ye frowned.

"My parents told me today that they want to hold the engagement ceremony at the end of next month." Zhou Sijia's tone was calm, "We will announce the news to all the media at that time."

Qi Ye didn't speak, he thought about this matter carefully, and suddenly remembered Xiao Jing's appearance after the phone call this afternoon.

——It seems that looking for Xiao Cheng tonight is the same thing.

"Did you see it?" Zhou Sijia asked suddenly.

"what?"

"This engagement has too much commercial value, and it's beyond our control." Zhou Sijia had a sarcastic smile in his eyes, and his eyes fell on the pink lucky bag next to the phone, "I will never see the light."

Hearing these words, Qi Ye was silent for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.

"Sometimes it's not that there is no way." He looked at Zhou Sijia and said seriously, "It's that if we don't fight for it, the worst thing will happen in the end."

There were a lot of people coming and going in the coffee shop, and there were a lot of noisy voices, but this sentence was spoken very crisply, as if separated by a place, and could be heard clearly.

"Miss Zhou also has a sweetheart." Qi Ye took a sip of coffee, "Did you just give up like this?"

Zhou Sijia was stunned for a moment when he heard that.

She subconsciously glanced at the lucky bag, but didn't answer.

That's pretty much it for sure.

Glancing at the night falling outside the window, Qi Ye stood up: "It's almost time for work, I'm leaving first."

After the words were finished, he didn't move immediately, and said to Zhou Sijia with the corner of his mouth twitched: "I'm just a happy person, maybe I spoke a little more directly, don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he threw away the empty plastic cup and walked out of the cafe.

The place where Qi Ye and Zhou Sijia made an appointment was very close to Xiao Jing's residence, so they had no choice to go to the bar, and had to take a long bus ride.

There were not many people in the car, and there were empty seats, but Qi Ye didn't want to sit.

Holding the ring of the car with one hand, he stared at the dim light pole outside the car window in a daze. After staring for a long time, he closed his eyes for a while, and then continued to look.

——It hurts my eyes from shaking.

When he got to the bar, Qi Ye still had no expression on his face. He walked directly to the orchestra pit, dropped his backpack, and began to tune the guitar.

After a few seconds, there was a sudden "hiss".

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chen glanced at Qi Ye at the bar, "Oh, the strings are broken?"

Qi Ye nodded, silently took out the spare strings from the piano case.Seeing his slightly impatient look and the low air pressure exuding from his body, Xiao Chen swallowed back what he wanted to ask.

The boss came down from upstairs at this time, and seeing the situation, he mouthed and asked: What's wrong?

"I don't know." Xiao Chen said lightly, "Maybe I didn't have time for dinner."

"You think everyone is like you." The boss also patted Xiao Chen's head in a low voice, "Go to work."

In fact, from Qi Ye's point of view, he was not angry or unhappy.

It's just that there is an inexplicable sense of irritability, which is stuffy in my heart for no reason, trying to resolve it but can't find a place.

After changing the strings and playing a few tunes, the mood eased a little. At the same time, Qi Ye also wanted to understand something.The unreasonable anger tonight was not caused by Zhou Sijia's negative treatment of this matter, but the uncontrollable and passive feeling.

No one asked for songs, Qi Ye played it alone, and at one o'clock in the morning, there was no one in the bar.

Seeing Qi Ye's absent-minded appearance, the bar owner wanted to make him get off work half an hour earlier.

Just as he was about to go there, he heard Qi Ye's cell phone behind the bar ring.

"Xiaoqi, your phone." The bar owner handed over the phone, "Go ahead, it doesn't count as your working hours."

Qi Ye glanced at the caller's name and smiled, "Thank you boss."

Today, after chatting with Zhou Sijia for a while, and then rushing to work in the bar, Qi Ye didn't think about calling Xiao Cheng.

It's not that I don't care about it.

But when Xiao Cheng went to see his parents, the final result of the conversation was only "OK" and "No".

How should I say it?

With this mentality in mind, Qi Ye went up to the rooftop to answer the phone.

He was wearing earphones, fiddling with the lighter in his hand, and listening to Xiao Cheng on the other end.

"Click-"

The hinges carried the case, opened and closed, and sparks burst out.

It didn't take long, but the night can always lengthen the minutes.

The lighter rang like this for a while.

Suddenly, Qi Ye paused, and the "click" sound of the shell closing stopped abruptly.

He asked on the phone, "Really?"

Gradually, his tone changed from surprise to joy. Qi Ye listened very carefully, subconsciously clenched the lighter case with his fingertips.

The bar did get a little quieter on Thursday.

After Qi Ye went to the rooftop to answer the phone, even the last sound in the bar disappeared.

"Boss, will you let him go back later?" Xiao Chen asked while placing the shaker.

The boss glanced upstairs: "There are no customers, let him go back."

"But I'm not off work yet." Xiao Chen whispered.

"Just half an hour early."

Xiao Chen listened and muttered: "In this situation before, you didn't—"

Halfway through the conversation, I heard movement on the stairs.

Qi Ye ran down from upstairs.

He was still holding the phone tightly in his hand, and looked out of the bar eagerly.

I don't know why, but the stairs on the second floor are quite panting.

"Boss." Qi Ye put his elbows on the bar counter, "Please take half an hour today, and I will come out one day later."

The boss was stunned for a moment, then nodded mechanically: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qi Ye running towards the orchestra pit, packing up his things.

After stuffing the sheet music and picks casually into the backpack, he picked up the guitar and ran out the door in a hurry.

"What's going on?" Xiao Chen asked in a daze.

Looking at the shaking wind chimes, the boss shook his head: "...I don't know."

The wind chime on the wooden door of the bar is still ringing.

When Qi Ye walked out of the alley, he seemed to be able to hear it coming out in the wind.

For some reason, this alley suddenly brought back a lot of memories, just like playing a movie, one scene after another in my head.

"That's right, it's very cold this spring." Qi Ye swallowed, trembling and said.

He saw the lights of the car not far away turn on.

Then the car door opened and Xiao Cheng got out of the car.

Qi Ye held back his emotions, took a deep breath and walked over: "You came to pick me up so late."

"I want to see you." Xiao Cheng leaned against the car door, bent down and took out a bouquet of flowers from the car, "I saw it on the way here, and I thought it looked pretty, so I planned to buy it for you."

——It’s still a bunch of sunflowers.

Qi Ye smiled, and couldn't help correcting: "It's one o'clock in the morning."

"Seeing is seeing." Xiao Cheng followed suit with a smile. He lowered his gaze, and when he raised his eyes to look at him again, he suddenly called softly: "Qi Ye."

"Yeah." Qi Ye looked straight at him, "I'm here."

After the words fell, he crossed his arms and shook again: "Stop talking, Brother Qi feels a little numb."

Xiao Cheng still smiled, nodded in response, and handed Sunflower over.

Passionate, silent, admiring love.

——This is the flower language of sunflowers.

After getting into the co-pilot, Qi Ye pulled the seat belt and asked, "Zhou Sijia really told your parents that?"

"Yes." Xiao Cheng said, "I said I have a sweetheart, and I want to cancel this engagement."

"So this time..."

"There is no accident, it should be cancelled."

Hearing these words, Qi Ye let out a long breath.

"It would have been better to talk about it earlier." He leaned on the back of the car seat, "It must be delayed until now, so that..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Xiao Cheng yell "Qi Ye".

Qi Ye glanced at him and suddenly felt something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Cheng rubbed the steering wheel with his fingertips, looking worried, hesitant to speak.

After a few seconds, he calmed down, smiled and said, "Shall we go home?"

After the words fell, Qi Ye also laughed, and didn't think about it any more.

He hugged the sunflower tightly under his arm and repeated softly: "Well, let's go home."

The author says:

感谢在2021-06-3000:15:19~2021-06-3023:54:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: one for idlers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!