Xingyu Street

Duan Xuyan had noticed the boy for a while.

In fact, he didn't notice him when he was facing the lake at first, but he could see the same figure when he turned his head unconsciously a few times, and he couldn't help noticing it out of curiosity.

This attention revealed that this young man who looked eighteen or nineteen years old and was carrying a dilapidated woven bag was always wandering around him.

Duan Xuyan didn't expect what this young man was doing at first, until a tourist threw the finished bottle of mineral water into the trash can, and then Duan Xuyan saw the young man running to the trash can and picking out the bottle that had just been thrown in , Throw it into the woven bag you are carrying.

Only then did Duan Xuyan realize that the boy was picking up bottles.

Thinking of this, Duan Xuyan glanced at the mineral water bottle that he put on the table casually, with only a few sips of water left, and finally understood why the young man was always wandering around by his side.

He reached for the water on the table and unscrewed the cap to drink it. He got up and walked towards the young man. He wanted to hand the bottle to the young man, but he didn't expect that the young man hurriedly walked towards him a few steps away. Look away.

He looks at the sky for a while, looks at the ground for a while, looks around helplessly, and walks on the spot with his feet unconsciously, as if he doesn't know where to look better.

The young man's panic and bewilderment made Duan Xuyan stop.

This reaction was a bit unusual, it wasn't his age, and it couldn't even be said to be the reaction of a normal person.

Duan Xuyan glanced at the expression on his face and his slightly stiff limbs without any trace, and almost immediately understood that this boy is a special group.

Duan Xuyan didn't come closer, he put the empty bottle in his hand on the ground, raised his face and smiled slightly at the young man, then turned and returned to his position just now.

Just at this time, the staff of the coffee shop came out of the shop with a piece of cake, and brought the cream cake filled with fresh fruits to the table in front of Duan Xuyan. There was also a piece of chocolate with happy birthday written on it.

Seeing this piece of cake, Duan Xuyan showed helplessness, but still thanked the clerk, and then signed the form that was sent along with her.

After the clerk left, Duan Xuyan's cell phone rang at the right time.

He swipes open.

"Are you moved? With such a thoughtful and careful brother like me, what time will you go home tonight?"

Duan Xuyan ignored the nonsense on the other end of the phone, "I don't like cream." As he spoke, he glanced at the strawberries and mangoes on the cake, "The fruit is good."

"This is what I carefully selected from the book of cakes as thick as the Bible. Don't hesitate to say it, thank you Brother Qiao."

Duan Xuyan asked self-consciously: "How is the project in City A going?"

"Don't worry about it. People on vacation don't care about work. Take a good rest and feel the beauty of nature and the ancient town. Don't call me if you have nothing to do."

"...This is what you called me."

"Oh, it's dead. Remember to take a picture of the cake and send it to me after eating. I'll check it."

Cut off the call after speaking.

Duan Xuyan put away the phone helplessly.

It was not his intention to come to this ancient town for vacation.

He and Qiao Hengxin knew each other when they entered the freshman year. They were roommates and good friends. After graduating from university, Qiao Hengxin, a wealthy third generation, insisted on pulling him to start a business together. The two established a company with only the two of them in the initial scale. room.

Four years of working hard from dawn to dusk have resulted in today's thousands of employees and eight-figure deposits in personal bank accounts.

However, the long hours of high-intensity, self-squeezing work also made him almost die suddenly.

Qiao Hengxin was almost scared to death by him. He sat on the side of the hospital bed with the chicken soup his mother cooked for him and persuaded him earnestly. After a few days, the doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital. He immediately helped him pack his luggage and book a plane ticket, and drove him here. In the ancient town of Xingyu in the south, he must take a good rest and take care of his body, so as not to die.

Today is his 26th birthday, Duan Xuyan himself forgot, but Qiao Hengxin remembered it and ordered a birthday cake for him.

Duan Xuyan was not very interested in cakes, he just picked up the coffee on the side and drank slowly, feeling the ancient town where April is neither too cold nor too hot, and the temperature is suitable.

After a while, he suddenly remembered the empty bottle that he put down, and turned his head to see if the boy had picked it up, but he saw the boy standing by the stone railing, staring at him...

Birthday cake in front of you.

Those eyes were so enthusiastic that Duan Xuyan was taken aback for a moment, and then he also looked at the piece of fruit cream cake together.

He was not interested in this cake, but someone was so greedy that he drooled silently.

Duan Xuyan took advantage of the young man's attention on the cake, carefully looked at the young man, he found that the young man cleaned himself up very well.

A long-sleeved T-shirt with cartoon characters printed on it, black against the boy's fair skin, a pair of round and bright almond eyes, and an expression on his face that is eager but restrained as much as possible, unexpectedly vivid.

I don't know why, it may be because of pity for him, or it may be because the expression of longing but restraint makes people feel a little uncomfortable, Duan Xuyan waved to him, showing the most gentle and kind smile in his life.

Duan Xuyan was sitting next to the cake, and his actions immediately attracted the attention of the young man.

But the boy's first reaction was to look back, and he looked back left and right, as if he was looking at who Duan Xuyan was calling.

There were not many tourists in Xingyu Ancient Town in April, and there were only two people outside the cafe by the lake, Duan Xuyan and him.

After realizing that there was no one else around, the boy didn't immediately realize that Duan Xuyan was calling him, and the expression on his face was almost blank.

The smile on Duan Xuyan's face deepened, and he said to the young man, "I'm calling you, come and eat cake together?"