writing coffee

"Did you go on the plane alone?"

"Ah."

"How do you feel, can we chat?"

"Maizi, it's hard for me to have dinner with you happily..."

"I'm using my private time to provide you with free psychological counseling!"

"I understand, I have no blessing to accept it."

The wheat in my mouth is named Mai Ziying in full, and her parents should be people who love to raise flowers and grow grass.I don’t remember when I started calling her Maizi, but she was actually a few years older than me, just like an older, single, high-quality young woman with a successful career—if she can still be called a “youth” in her early thirties .

She is my ex-psychiatrist.

Speaking of which, the tradition of "writing coffee" taking a break every Monday is because of her—every Monday from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm is my psychological consultation time.Then it was once a month, until one day she said, from today on, I don't want to talk to you about other topics except poetry and songs.

But we weren't friends back then, no one wants to be friends with someone who knows all the secrets of your heart, although she really helped me a lot, I hope it's just a job for her, I silently planned to keep a long distance from her.

But judging from today's situation, I completely violated my original intention... Xiao Churan is all to blame.

When Xiao Churan saw Maizi for the first time, he was astonished.At that time, I happened to pick me up from Maizi's office on the way. Maizi sent me downstairs—this is her habit of treating patients—and met Xiao Churan who was sitting in the car, and smiled with us. wave goodbye.

Xiao Churan couldn't forget this smile for a whole week. I still didn't understand that it was just a polite smile... I can only say, um, this is fate... evil fate.

After that, Xiao Churan graciously took me to see my psychiatrist whenever he had the chance, and I was happy to hitch a ride, so when I realized one day, we were already the kind of people who could hit each other with chopsticks at the dining table. head friend.

"Ouch!" Sister Pain...

"No blessing to endure? Huh?"

She pretended to knock again, and I begged for mercy while hiding: "Hey, pay attention to your image, don't be rough! Didn't I come back well..."

I told her the first time I found out I had a fear of flying and we both know it was just a mental block for me.Later, when we went on a trip together, they specially accompanied me on two planes to help me consciously adjust my state of mind. The effect is obvious, but it will be a long process of psychological adjustment.

She stopped what she was doing, and said seriously: "Murong, I am giving you advice as a psychologist, you are taking a big risk."

"I--"

She interrupted me, "I mean, you were really brave and tenacious, and you overcame a lot. But—" She looked into my eyes, "Have you ever thought that that flight, just need Even a small bump that others are accustomed to is enough to ruin all your previous efforts?"

I see what she means.

"So, Murong, you can challenge yourself, but never be alone." This sentence can be called earnest.

"Ah."

She suddenly let out a long sigh, "Oh, you youngsters, you don't even know what it means to have more haste than to waste!"

I pursed my lips, "Congratulations, you used the same word as Xiao Churan."

She habitually gave me a blank stare.

Up to here, I shed tears of sympathy for Xiao Churan every day, and there is no one else who chased the goddess into a close friend except him.

In other words, "Why hasn't Xiao Churan arrived yet?"

"I've been here long ago, just waiting for your words to appear!"

I turned my head following the sound, and saw Xiao Churan walking over like a dog in a shirt and trousers with a suit jacket on his hand, as if he hadn't stepped out of the social elite's persona, walked to Next to Maizi, she skillfully pulled the chair beside her and sat down, "Have you already started eating?"

"You still expect us to sit and wait for you for half an hour?" I took the coat he handed over and put it on the empty seat next to it.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, I'll pay the bill today!" After speaking, he started to move his chopsticks as if he was too hungry.

"You don't need to explain this kind of thing that everyone understands." In fact, he had already said that he would arrive at 8 o'clock. It was Maizi and I who came early, and we were really hungry, so we ordered something first. eat.

"That's right." Maizi agreed, and then said to Xiao Churan, "You eat two bites to fill your stomach first, and then order a few more dishes. Murong and I only ate half of it."

With something stuffed in his mouth, Xiao Churan replied vaguely twice.

After that, he ordered a few more dishes, and while waiting for the dishes, chatting about some irrelevant topics, Xiao Churan suddenly asked: "How is your little Qianli?"

What?What about our house?what's the matterWhat is our little Qianli? !

"Who?" Maizi looked at me like picking pork in a vegetable market, and asked with interest, "Xiaoqianli?"

I want to kill Xiao Churan in the city.

"Hahahaha..." He himself smiled boldly, and said to Maizi with great interest, "A super cute little junior sister from our school gave up my first-class scholarship for Murong and transferred to the School of Industrial Design. gone."

"Wow, it's so romantic!" Maizi held her face and exclaimed with an expression and posture that was out of tune with her age. I shook firmly and rubbed my goose bumps with my arms. It was terrible!

"And then?" She ignored me and asked Xiao Churan.

Xiao Churan turned to me and asked, "And then?"

"Then no."

"I don't believe it," Xiao Churan said, "A person like Xiao Qianli who can even give up a scholarship is definitely not someone who would give up lightly!"

"Does she know you're so obsessed with scholarship?"

"..."

"Haha, what does it look like? Is there a photo to take a look at?"

Then they started browsing Qianli's circle of friends in front of me but not as if I existed, "pointing fingers" and "commenting" while watching, and they didn't stop after all the dishes were served.

"I said, you are enough."

Maizi finally looked up from the phone screen, but said to me: "Murong, I think this little girl is okay, and she likes you so much, you really don't think about it?"

"That's right, the fat doesn't flow to outsiders! You've been single for so many years, and you won't die if you fall in love!" Xiao Churan sighed.

I felt like I was sitting across from two matchmakers with fake moles on their faces, "Do you have any misunderstandings about falling in love?"

"You misunderstood, Murong," Xiao Churan suddenly became serious, "You don't know the difference between a lover and a dream lover."

I sneered mercilessly.

Maizi patted Xiao Churan on the shoulder, and said angrily, "Don't raise your realm so high!" Then he turned to me, persuasively, "You can try it, how will you know what will happen if you don't try it!"

I looked at them condescendingly with my chin, "Then why don't you try it?"

Maizi choked, and couldn't help laughing while covering her mouth and coughing intermittently.

Xiao Churan took the opportunity to stretch out his hand to help her pat her on the back, and then lightly threw it over, "We are trying~"

Maybe I didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Xiao Churan simply stopped talking and put his arms around Maizi's shoulders. The two of them were very close to each other, looking at me with a half-smile.

I--

What the #*%&#*%&!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

……

I put my hands on the table to cover my eyes, and asked angrily, "When did it happen?"

"Just the '[-]' holiday." Xiao Churan flattered, "Don't you dare to hide it from your old man!"

As soon as I let go of my hand, I saw his face as a villain, and I couldn't bear it anymore, "Maizi, do your eyes—"

"Hey, hey! Don't confuse the crowd with gossip!" Xiao Churan finally let go of Maizi's shoulder, and reached out to stop what I wanted to say.

"Don't change the subject!" Maizi pulled Xiao Churan back and smiled at me, "Come on, Murong, let's talk about Xiaoqianli~"

"Go away, your current mentality has no position to discuss this matter with me."

"What mentality do we have?"

"When you're in a relationship, you can't see others alone."

"Hahaha..." Maizi smiled for a while, and then became serious in seconds, "No, I'm just curious. I can understand that you dismissed those little fans before, but this one obviously likes you very seriously. , why are you like this... just laughing it off?"

I spread my hands, feeling helpless, "How serious do you want me to be to a girl who is not even 20 years old?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Churan said quietly from the side: "You are discriminating against me."

I froze for a moment, and then, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Uncle Xiao! Actually, I don't think age is important, what matters is maturity! You look much more mature and stable than Maizi, really!"

Maizi laughed so hard that she started pounding on the table.

I coolly reminded her, "Hey, you should also pay attention to your image when you're in a relationship."

She really paid attention to restraining her smile, but I would rather she continue to smile like this, because she asked softly, "Is it really because she is too young, Murong?" Backing away, the corners of his mouth were deeply hooked, and his eyes were as clear as seeing a fire.

There was no fluctuation in my heart, and I continued to ask coolly, "What else do you hope for?"

"Oh," she bumped Xiao Churan with her elbow, "You just said that Xiao Qianli often goes to Murong's shop?"

I have a bad feeling.

"I haven't been to Murong's store for a long time, let's find a time to have a cup of coffee! Is that okay, store manager?"