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Looking at Lin He who was enthusiastically picking crabs in the seafood area, Song Qingyao thought of him who was not happy on the road just now.

The two sat side by side in the back seat of the car. Lin He lowered the window on his side to the lowest point. The wind from the car kept pouring inward. Song Qingyao's hair was messed up, and his body quickly cooled down.

Turning to look at Lin He, Song Qingyao wanted to remind him to raise the window, but when he saw him frowning and looking out the window, he thought that he was not in a good mood.

Although I don't know the reason for his bad mood, maybe he just wants to blow the wind at this moment.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyao moved to his side, sat as close to the car door as possible, put his hands in the pockets of his coat, and put on the hood of his coat.

This will block a lot of wind and not be so cold.Song Qingyao sat for a while, and the people around him suddenly said, "Why don't you say it?"

He turned around and found that Lin He's expression was even more unhappy than before.

"Aren't you in a bad mood and want to blow air?" Song Qingyao asked back.

With a frown, Lin He's lips loosened a slit, then closed, turned back and closed the car window, leaning his elbow on the handrail, resting his chin on his palm and continuing to look out the window.

Song Qingyao took off his hat, and looked at the scenery on his side helplessly, thinking that this person is really difficult to deal with, and he has a temper despite his young age.

Neither of them spoke for the rest of the way, and the only sound in the car was the radio.When he arrived at the destination, Lin He paid the fare first, and Song Qingyao wanted to give it to him, but Lin He refused to accept it.

Song Qingyao said, "Then I'll treat you to this meal."

Lin He looked at him: "You want to treat me to dinner?"

"Yeah." Song Qingyao scanned around, "There are many restaurants here, which one do you want to eat?"

The place to get off was at the intersection of a seafood food stall, Lin He pointed to the front, and seemed to be in a better mood: "Go forward and you will be there."

The two walked side by side. The street was lined with food stall storefronts. Each store had a large awning propped up, and a few tables and chairs were placed underneath.Song Qingyao looked at several stores. These stores should have been open for a long time. The legs and feet of the tables and chairs were rusted, but they did not affect the flow of customers.It is not yet 12 o'clock, and many shops are already full of people.

Lin He stopped at the door of a shop without a signboard, went in and had a few words with the boss.Song Qingyao didn't hear what they said, only saw Lin He come out quickly, and said to himself: "This is here, what do you want to eat? I'll go and order."

"It's okay, you decide." Song Qingyao walked to the only empty table.

This restaurant is larger than the ones we passed by just now. There are more than a dozen square tables at the entrance, and the guests at some of them are half-eaten. Lu" and looked up, the person opposite grabbed the braid on the back of his head and explained for himself: "I am more likely to be hungry."

In the morning, I ate two seaweed pork ribs buns, Qingdao steamed buns the size of two palms, plus two bowls of millet porridge and a deep-fried dough stick. It took me less than three hours for me to be so hungry that my stomach growled.Song Qingyao looked at Lin He's body shape, he had such a good appetite, how much exercise he had to do to maintain his current good figure.

Seeing that Song Qingyao didn't talk to him, Lin He was a little embarrassed, pointed to the shop and said, "Senior, why don't you go pick it up with me."

"No, you can choose, I have no taboos."

"Okay, then I'm in charge."

Lin He turned around and walked into the store, Song Qingyao took out his mobile phone to look at it.Apart from his family, classmates and colleagues, there are only patients on his Wechat. However, because he is a doctor in the emergency department, not a specialist, not many patients will seek him for consultation, and he does not need to pay attention to Wechat news frequently.

When he was browsing the message list, there was a pleasant laughter from the table next to him. He turned his head to look, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

A man and a woman sat at the next table. The man was peeling the shrimp for the woman, and delivered it to the woman's mouth. The woman watched the video on her mobile phone while eating, laughing from time to time.

This familiar scene reminded him of the past.

If he hadn't caught Yang Tingwei cheating, maybe they would be sitting at the same table at this moment, he peeled shrimp for Yang Tingwei and put them in a bowl, Yang Tingwei just buried his head in his phone.

In fact, after knowing each other for so long, Yang Tingwei never knew that the real reason why he didn't like seafood was that he didn't want to get his hands dirty.Because Yang Tingwei also hates getting his hands dirty, but Yang Tingwei likes seafood very much, so there must always be a compromise between them.

"Senior, what flavor of dipping sauce do you want?"

Lin He's voice came from the side, and Song Qingyao came back to his senses: "It's okay."

"Whatever you call it?" Lin He wiped the water droplets on his arm with a paper towel, "I just picked out several kinds of seafood, and they don't taste good without dipping sauce. What kind of flavor do you like? Sweet and sour or spicy?"

The seafood area here adopts a semi-open design, and guests can see all kinds of seafood caught that day through the glass tanks, and send them to the kitchen after selection to ensure the freshest taste.

Lin He chose for a while, and his T-shirt and jeans were already splashed with water, but he didn't seem to care, and looked at Song Qingyao with a smile on his face, waiting for the other party to answer what flavor of dipping sauce he wanted.

Song Qingyao thought for a while and said, "Sweet and sour."

Lin He heard it clearly, put his hands on the table, and nodded his chin at the shop next to him: "The garlic crayfish at that shop is delicious, let me order one too, can you eat spicy food?"

Song Qingyao nodded: "Yes."

Lin He passed by, and Song Qingyao stared at his back, watching him roll up his sleeves, gesticulate and communicate with the proprietress who was holding a small notebook to keep notes, and couldn't help but think of the first meeting between the two.

Although Lin He calls himself a senior, they have no direct relationship, they just studied in the same school, and Professor Miller who taught him and Professor Aldrich who taught Lin He happened to be a same-sex couple.

It was an afternoon last spring, when patches of hyacinths dyed the ground purple. He and Yang Tingwei went back to their alma mater to prepare two materials. They didn't expect to meet the teacher's wedding anniversary party, so they went there together.

At that time, all the party guests were acquaintances, and he also met some old classmates. It was at that time that Lin He was called to him by the teacher.

Looking at this tall, long-legged junior, dressed in black punk and with hair dyed light gray, Song Qingyao politely extended his hand.Lin He shook hands with him, and didn't let go when he was about to take it back. He turned to look at Yang Tingwei beside him.

Before graduating, Yang Tingwei and Song Qingyao were in the same college, so they could be regarded as Lin He's seniors.Seeing Lin He looking over, Yang Tingwei took the initiative to smile. As soon as he finished saying "Hello", Lin He looked away and looked at Song Qingyao: "I have heard of your name and read your articles. The real one is so pretty."

Yang Tingwei's smile was still frozen at the corner of his mouth, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

After glancing at Yang Tingwei, Song Qingyao looked at Lin He again, and said, "You're too much."

Lin He hooked the corners of his lips, and the dimple on his left cheek appeared faintly.After finishing what he wanted to say, he finally let go, nodded to Professor Miller and turned to leave.

Yang Tingwei was ignored for no reason, and the next time he showed his cold face, Professor Miller called Song Qingyao aside and explained a few words for Lin He.

Knowing that Lin He's family situation is quite special, and that he was in an orphanage when he was a child, Song Qingyao looked through the crowd, and stopped at the young man who was watching his friends play with a wine bottle by the stage.

I don't know if he sensed it, but Lin He also turned his head, and his eyes met him precisely.

The impression at that time overlaps with the present, Lin He has changed a lot, his light gray hair has been dyed black, his clothes are no longer ostentatious, and even his attitude towards people seems to be much gentler.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, and Ji Gan sent two home decoration design drafts, asking Song Qingyao for his opinion.

After comparing the colors of the two pictures, Song Qingyao gave his own opinion.Ji Gan sent an embarrassing expression, and replied: "I said that you must choose the same as me, and the little fool still doesn't believe it."

Song Qingyao also pressed the voice button: "Don't be too complacent, be careful that he knocks over the jar of jealousy."

"Don't worry," Ji Gan said with a smile, "he won't."

Ji Qian and Song Qingyao have known each other since high school. They chose different majors when they were in college, but they went to study in the same country, so this did not affect the continuation of this friendship.

In the words of Ji Qian, finding a friend who is easy to get along with is much more difficult than finding a partner with XP.

It's not rough, Song Qingyao thinks so too, but it would be better if Ji Qian could distinguish who he is with every time like Yang Tingwei.

Thinking of Yang Tingwei, Song Qingyao suddenly realized that Yang Tingwei's kind couldn't be distinguished.He just didn't care enough about himself, so he never thought of misunderstanding Ji Gan.

"By the way, have you talked to Yang Tingwei?" Ji Gan asked.

"Well, he should agree."

Knowing what happened on the phone the night before, Ji Gan advised him to let go and play, stop thinking about these messy things, and reminded him to get along well with his juniors, and don't miss it if there is an opportunity.

He understood that Ji Gan would say this just because he was worried about himself, but Song Qingyao really didn't want to tell the third person about the oolong of the night before yesterday, so he ended the topic.When Lin He came back, he brought him a bottle of mineral water, and the dishes he ordered were brought to the table one after another.

Song Qingyao picked up the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment looking at the steaming hot seafood on the table, picked up a piece of boiled cuttlefish, dipped it in the sauce and ate it.

Lin He also picked up the chopsticks and looked at him expectantly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Song Qingyao nodded.

This sauce is sweet and sour, it will not take away the umami taste of the seafood, but it can also remove the fishy smell very well, and the sweet and sour taste is also well blended, he asked: "This sauce tastes good, does this store sell it? "

"Not for sale," Lin He also took a bite of cuttlefish dipping sauce, "I made it, exclusive patent."

Seeing that Song Qingyao went to pick up cuttlefish again, Lin He put two fat braised prawns into his bowl: "Eat this, Qingdao's specialty, very famous."

Song Qingyao put two shrimps into the plate next to him: "I'll do it myself, you can eat it too."

Lin He didn't doubt that he was there, and after opening two bottles of Tsingtao beer for each other, he picked up a few shrimps and put them in the bowl.After eating, he found that Song Qingyao was eating cuttlefish or clams. He didn't touch shrimp, crabs, or sea five stars. He asked, "Senior, don't you like eating these?"

"No," Song Qingyao took a sip of the slightly bitter beer, "I'll eat it later."

Lin He glanced at him, Song Qingyao looked away calmly, continued to pick clams, and after a while, a peeled prawn was put into his bowl.

The tail of that shrimp still had a piece of shell, Lin He picked up the second one and peeled it, reminding him: "Eat it while it's hot, otherwise the taste will change."

"Eat it yourself," Song Qingyao said, "I can peel it myself if I want to eat it."

"It's okay, my hands are dirty anyway." Lin He said with a smile, "Your hands are white, don't touch them."

The hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and Song Qingyao's eyes fell on the back of his hand.Lin He continued at this moment: "After peeling the shrimps, I will peel the crabs for you. The fried crabs here are as good as those in the typhoon shelter. I loved eating them when I was young."

"When you were young?"

"I was born in Qingdao."

Remembering that Lin He said in the morning that he was half from Qingdao, Song Qingyao asked, "Then why don't you go home and live?"

Taking a clean bowl, Lin He picked the plump crab meat into the bowl: "I have no home."

A wind blew the plastic awning at the door, Song Qingyao looked up at him: "What?"

Lin He dimpled from laughing again, and put the bowl in front of Song Qingyao: "It's nothing, eat it quickly, this is the first time I've peeled crabs for others, don't waste it."

Looking at the steaming orange-yellow crab paste on the crab meat, Song Qingyao's attention remained on the sentence just now.

Could it be that a year has passed, and Lin He's family is gone?

That's why he has such a big change?

Song Qingyao was also a person who had lost his father. He understood the feeling and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but Lin He didn't seem to need it. He picked up the bottle and touched him, and continued to eat after drinking the beer.

In the following time, Song Qingyao looked at Lin He several times. He consciously concealed it well, but he was discovered. After peeling the last crayfish into his bowl, Lin He smiled and said, "If you want to see me, be bold. Don't be so sneaky."

He didn't have that kind of thought, but Lin He always had a way to distract the atmosphere.He could only look back and lower his head to focus on the food.

When Lin He came back after washing his hands, Song Qingyao was also full. He went to the toilet and paid the bill. When he came out, he saw Lin He standing not far away talking on the phone.

He didn't know who he was talking to, but even at a distance of several steps, he could hear Lin He talking impatiently in Dutch.

Xu relied on the fact that the people around him couldn't understand, Lin He didn't restrain himself too much, when he hung up the phone and found Song Qingyao standing not far away looking at him, his expression suddenly restrained.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, he came over and whispered, "Senior, when did you come out, why don't you call me."

"I saw you hung up the phone just after I came out." Song Qingyao naturally walked him down the steps.

"Well," Lin He thought that Song Qingyao really didn't hear, so he nodded and said, "Let's continue shopping."

Song Qingyao agreed, and the two walked back one after the other.After walking a few steps, Lin He took out his mobile phone again, looking at his back with his head down, Song Qingyao seemed to hear his displeased voice just now.

Lin He quarreled with the other party on the phone, and asked the other party to leave him alone more than once.

When he arrived at the intersection, Lin He raised his hand to stop the car. During this period, his mobile phone rang several times, all of which were WeChat notifications.

Lin He didn't even look at it. After getting into the car, he told the driver to go to Signal Hill Park. On the way, his mobile phone would send out message sounds from time to time, but he never took it out, just staring out the window.

Song Qingyao looked back at him twice, and reminded him after thinking about it: "If there is something urgent, deal with it first."

Lin He seemed to be in a trance, Song Qingyao touched his arm again before he realized: "It's all right."

Song Qingyao pointed to his trouser pocket: "Your phone keeps ringing."

Lin He did not explain, took out his mobile phone and pressed the off button in front of Song Qingyao, then stuffed it back into his trouser pocket, and said with a smile: "It's all right."

They are not familiar yet, and it is inconvenient for Song Qingyao to ask him about his affairs. When he got off the bus, Lin He talked to him and said, "Senior, you can buy two tickets, and I will transfer the money to you later."

Attractions now basically cancel manual ticket sales, either by scanning codes on WeChat or buying them on travel apps.Song Qingyao said "no need to transfer", scanned the QR code at the door, and bought two tickets.

They had an early lunch and there were not many tourists at this time.The two walked up the stairs. After checking the tickets and passing the gate, Song Qingyao looked at the two roads going up the mountain on the left and right, while the forest beside him walked to the left.

He followed and watched Lin He go up the hill with his long legs moving fast.He didn't force himself to follow Lin He's footsteps. When Lin He turned around and found out, there was already a long distance between the two of them.

Song Qingyao hadn't climbed the mountain for a long time. He was standing in the middle of a step drinking water. Lin He trotted down and explained to him, "Sorry senior, I didn't pay attention."

Song Qingyao smiled and screwed the lid on: "It's okay, I'm slow, you go up first."

"No need," Lin He insisted, "Let's climb together."

Song Qingyao didn't say anything, just raised his legs and continued to walk up.Signal Hill is not high, and you will see the first high platform after walking for less than 10 minutes.

Here you can overlook the scenery along the coast. Song Qingyao stood by the green guardrail, covered his eyes with his palm, and sighed, "If I hadn't really come to Qingdao, I would have thought I was looking at Gulangyu Island."

"Xiamen?" Lin He asked from the side.

"Yes," Song Qingyao put down his hand and pointed to a building with red tiles and white walls below his field of vision, "There are many buildings like this in Xiamen too. The sea on Gulangyu Islet is really similar to that seen here, even the sea is on the left and the beach is on the right. The layout of the mountain complex is consistent."

"That's good." Lin He raised his eyes and looked at the sea in the distance, "I haven't seen the places you mentioned, but when you say that, I feel as if I have been there."

Song Qingyao said: "Xiamen and Qingdao are both good places to live for a long time."

Raising his hand to push the bangs that were blown by the sea breeze to the back of his head, Lin He said, "You and Yang Tingwei have also seen the sea together."

Suddenly hearing a name that he didn't want to hear, Song Qingyao's expression was unnatural, Lin He turned to look at him, and continued to ask: "Senior, you broke up with him, right, so you just wanted to find someone to relieve the pressure the night before yesterday."