serious about love

Yanhao texted Jiang Muxing when he got home and suddenly wanted to see him. He lied and said that he was near the cafe and asked if he could go there.

As soon as he received Jiang Muxing's reply letter, he ran to the door immediately after the banquet, and turned back to the room when he remembered something, put his backpack on his back, and hurried out the door.

Yanhao specially took a taxi to Shirong Square, and went to the cafe from there, and bought bread at a famous shop in the square on the way.

If Jiang Muxing was suspicious, he could take out the bread to prove that he was really nearby.

If you focus on learning like this...

impossible.

Yan Hao put an end to that kind of thinking, Jiang Muxing can bring him a feeling of excitement, and studying will only make him die.

-

Nanshan Café is in the villa area. It is made of red bricks. The lush branches and leaves of the plane trees are stretching enthusiastically, and the shadows they cast are closely entangled with the door.

Yan Hao looked around, thinking that whether it was a bar, a coffee shop, or a job he didn't know, Jiang Muxing must have chosen it specially.

The purpose is to reduce the chance of encountering classmates, so as to be less involved.

Yan Hao didn't immediately open the door and go in. He stood under the sycamore tree and sent a message to Jiang Muxing.

- Monitor, I'm here.

Soon, the door was pushed open from the inside, and Yan Hao raised his head with his mobile phone, and saw Jiang Mu walking out, wearing a black work uniform with a simple fit, which made him neat and tidy.

This is the second time that Yanhao met Jiang Muxing when he was working part-time.

The background is not a dark and blurry night, but 02:30 in the afternoon, brightly lit and scorching sun.

Jiang Muxing came down from the steps, without the decoration of gold-rimmed glasses, and without a loose tie. The clean white shirt was replaced by a heavy black shirt, the sleeves were down and tightly buttoned, and the hair was not messed up. different feeling.

It is a very masculine atmosphere, cold, tough, and very orthodox handsome.

and……

Jiang Muxing was in high spirits, without the tiredness of that night.

Yan Hao's line of sight was very busy and messy, after a while, it stopped in one place.

Jiang Muxing followed his gaze and found that he was looking at his black trousers.

"..."

Amidst the chirping of cicadas, dappled light and shadow cast over the two teenagers.

Beads of sweat dripped down Yanhao's young jawline, dripping into his neck, a little itchy, he shivered suddenly, and looked away from Jiang Muxing's trousers in panic.

"Well, squad leader, it's hard to find here."

Yan Hao looked around nervously for a while, then looked past him into the cafe, "There shouldn't be many people, right?"

Jiang Muxing hummed: "Not much."

Yan Hao cheered in his heart, then Jiang Muxing would not be busy.

"You want to stand in a military posture under the tree?"

The voice in front brought Yan back to his senses, and he hurriedly caught up with Jiang Muxing who had already walked to the door of the cafe: "Squad leader, speaking of standing in a military posture, I remembered that in the first year of high school, our class..."

Jiang Muxing pushed open the door.

A smell of coffee rushed towards his face, and the words of the banquet stopped abruptly. He went in with all his energy and blood, shutting out the waves of heat waves.

The cold air from the air conditioner pierced Yanhao's open pores, he shook by the door, and unconsciously moved towards Jiang Muxing.

Jiang Muxing walked in, Yanhao followed him.

Soothing light music, guests in twos and threes working and reading, create a very quiet atmosphere.

Take a good look at the blackboard next to the bar. The menu on it is a combination of Chinese and English.

Written by Jiang Muxing.

There just happened to be no one walking around in the cafe. Behind the bar stood a very elegant man, making coffee, very devoted and enjoying it.

Yan looked curiously, and heard Jiang Muxing's voice above his head: "That's the boss."

He was full of surprise: "Where are the employees? Just you?"

"Let's not talk about it." Jiang Muxing nodded slightly, "Find a seat for yourself."

Yan Hao looked around and found that the inside of this cafe was very different from the outside, with a fresher style, all light colors, and a small wooden bookshelf between the seats, half-wrapped, like a small private room.

"I'll go over there." Yanhao pointed to Jiang Muxing, "Ice latte is what I want to drink."

-

A while later, when Jiang Muxing passed by with coffee, Yanhao was pulling his backpack.

Pencil cases, reference books, manuscript paper, notes, papers, and a small handful of apple candy were placed in a mess on the round table.

"Good feast."

Jiang Muxing yelled, and when the boy raised his head, he asked, "Didn't you come from the square? Do you still memorize books when you go shopping?"

Yanhao panicked and didn't blush or heartbeat: "I'm going to have a wedding at noon. I'm afraid I'll have to wait a long time so I randomly put some in my backpack. When I'm bored, I take it out and look it up, and I carry it all the way."

Jiang Muxing glanced at the pile of things on the table: "Just picked up some?"

"Well," Yan Hao held his breath, not daring to look at him, "Is it?"

Yan Hao pressed the bread through the schoolbag, hesitating.

As if it would be useless to take it out now, he clenched his mouth in frustration.

Very quiet in front of the seat.

Yan Hao sat on the soft light yellow sofa, stuffed her hands under the table, tearing the flesh around her nails.

Jiang Muxing frowned slightly: "Clean up the table, there is no place to put the coffee."

Yanhao responded quickly, exhaled while tidying up, glanced at the coffee from the corner of the eye, and was taken aback: "Squad leader, what I want is an iced latte."

Jiang Muxing put down the coffee: "Isn't it hot?"

Yan Hao shook his head.

Seeing Jiang Muxing frowning, Yan Hao immediately stated: "It's okay, it's okay, it's delicious if it's hot."

Jiang Muxing's expression was indifferent, but there was no change.

Yan Hao took a sip of coffee: "Squad leader, did you cook this?"

Jiang Muxing looked at the small circle of milk foam around his mouth: "No."

Yan Hao: "Oh."

"Then why is there a strong smell on your clothes..."

Jiang Muxing turned around and left, Yanhao looked at his back with a puzzled expression on his face.

-

Yan really likes sweets, he lost two cubes of sugar in the coffee, he stirred it with a spoon, someone looked for it on QQ, it was Miss Xia Shuixia.

Xia Shui: Hello, my homework is over.

Ban Hao: Why?

Xia Shui: I'm in a bad mood.

The banquet is so speechless.

Xia Shui sent a row of red roses: Come to school early tomorrow, lend me your homework, and then I will be the second person to copy the monitor's homework.

Yan Hao: Thinking too much, my homework is not equal to his homework.

Xia Shui:? ? ?

Xia Shui: ……………

Xia Shui:! ! ! ! ! ! !

Yan Hao: Girl, I am serious about studying.

After several minutes, there was no movement in the chat box.

Xia Shui: I'm a little afraid of you.

Xia Shui: No, the class monitor must tell Onion about making up lessons for you. Tomorrow...forget it, he is now broken in love, crashing, and on vacation, someone has to be afraid with me.

Yan Hao twitched his lips, he turned his head when he heard footsteps, saw that it was Jiang Muxing, and hurriedly said to Xia Shui before putting away his phone.

"Squad leader, this cafe is full on weekends, so there should be fewer people in normal times, won't it lose money?"

"The boss is an investor and likes to make coffee." Jiang Muxing said, "Except for weekends when I am here, he is usually alone in the store. If he is busy, he will close the store. It doesn't matter if it is profitable or not."

Yan Hao was taken aback when he heard that: "Then how did you get recruited?"

"I worked as a tutor for his niece for a period of time before, we had dinner together, and we got to know each other." Jiang Muxing said lightly, "He asked me to come over to help on weekends."

"Sometimes I would ask him for advice on investing, but he would rather teach some coffee-related skills."

Yan Hao looked at the bar: "Successful men are indeed very attractive."

Jiang Muxing suddenly asked: "Is the paper finished?"

Yan Hao was taken aback by the jumping topic: "Huh?"

Jiang Muxing looked at the paper under his elbow.

Yanhao understood: "No, I haven't done the big questions yet."

Jiang Muxing took the paper to check.

Yan Hao sipped his coffee: "Squad leader, do I still have to do the paper tomorrow?"

Jiang Muxing looked down at the question: "Do it the day before the exam."

Yan Hao didn't understand, so he asked: "Then it's too late to memorize the questions?"

"It's just for you to practice your hand feeling." Jiang Muxing clicked on the paper a few times with his fingers, "red pen."

Yan Hao gave him a red gel pen from the pencil case.

Jiang Muxing corrected the paper: "Two multiple-choice questions were wrong..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Hao spoke out, his face full of surprise: "Only two?"

Jiang Muxing uttered a sentence between his shallow lips: "This paper is full of basic questions."

The banquet was so sluggish, it was hit.

Jiang Muxing raised his eyelids: "But the fill-in-the-blank question is correct, you have made great progress, and you have done a good job."

Yanhao was dizzy, his cheeks were hot, he scratched his hair uncomfortably, and tugged at his bangs again.

Like a child who got a little red flower, he held it in his hands in a panic, not knowing what to do.

-

A customer left the cafe with a laptop, Jiang Muxing went to remove the food and clear the table.

Not long after, Jiang Muxing came over again: "I'm going to deliver food."

"Oh yes..." Yan Hao thought about the question he did wrong just now, and a few seconds later he woke up suddenly, his eyes widened, "delivery food? Are you going to deliver it?"

Jiang Muxing: "..."

The atmosphere was embarrassing, Yan turned to the automatic pen, and it didn't work properly, and it got stuck before finishing one turn, and he turned it again, and it got stuck again.

more embarrassing.

Yan Hao put down his pen in frustration: "Is the place far away?"

Jiang Muxing looked at his watch: "Not far away."

"It's very sunny outside." Yan looked out of the window, the sun was blazing, "Squad leader, I have a hat, do you want to wear it? It's beige."

Yan Hao took out the baseball cap from the backpack after saying that: "Here you are."

Jiang Muxing didn't answer.

Yanhao blinked her eyes, and gently moved the fine strands of hair covering it: "It's clean, I only wear it today."

The next moment, he bit the corner of his lips, and said dryly, "I'm dizzy, this is it, I wear it all, so it won't be clean."

Jiang Mu stretched his hand forward.

Yan Hao looked at the hand under her eyelids. It was wide and dry, with well-defined phalanges and a strong sense of strength. The nails were round and neatly trimmed. There were many calluses on the palm, and she wanted to touch it.

However, Yan Hao slowly leaned forward, a ray of light leaking from his eyes pierced through the shadow under his bangs, staring at his fingertips, the tip of his wet tongue bit by bit his lips and teeth.

The desire behind this move is not gentle, it is several times more intense than touching.

"hat."

Jiang Muxing made a sound in vain.

Yan Hao paused for a moment, his expression blank, until he met Jiang Muxing's sharp eyes, he trembled as if someone had stabbed his heart with a silver needle, and hurriedly handed the hat forward, his palms were covered with fine cold sweat .

"You review here, I'll be back in a while."

Jiang Muxing took the hat expressionlessly and walked away, with long and steady steps, without stopping for a moment.

Yan Hao collapsed on the sofa, his body stretched to the extreme, and when he relaxed, he softened, and his back was mostly wet at some point.

Be crazy, dare to think so wildly outside.

Yanhao covered her eyes in shame for a while, looked outside through the glass window, and sat up suddenly.

Jiang Muxing stood beside the car with his back facing him, shoulders broad.

In his hand was a nice beige baseball cap.

In less than a minute, Jiang Muxing put the baseball cap on his head.

Yan Hao's heart skipped a beat, and then it started beating violently out of control, and the sound rang in his ears.

The whole world began to go crazy and restless.

Yan Hao unconsciously leaned close to the window, staring at the back of Jiang Muxing's head for a moment, his eyes were hot and infatuated, and he murmured softly: "Turn around, turn around, turn around..."

Then Jiang Muxing really turned around.