Cloudside Café

Jiang Ying doesn't like to hold grudges, especially the things that happened so many years ago are gone. Now that there is nothing to do with each other, if we meet again by chance, say hello to each other plainly and ask about the current situation, and leave a decent one to each other.

Faced with Fu Chen's application from a WeChat friend, Jiang Ying decided to leave it alone. But the other party was very persistent, not knowing where to get her mobile number, and sent three text messages one after another.

Jiang Ying was afraid to ignore it, and Fu Chen would even send her an email.

It took too much time to say a sentence on WeChat, Jiang Ying didn't want to break with him too much, so he simply dialed a voice call.

The phone connected, and the other party opened his mouth first: "It's been very busy lately, I'm only getting a message back now."

Jiang Ying resisted his unhappiness, and said in a business-like tone: "I'm sorry, it's really busy. Is there anything to do with me?"

Fu Chen laughed on the other end of the phone: "It's nothing, I just want to talk to you about the past."

Hearing this, Jiang Ying was silent for a while, then hummed and asked, "Remembering the past? It should be called afterwards for the two of us."

Before Fu Chen replied, she said first: "I'm really busy. I'll hang up if I'm fine."

After pressing the red button to finish the call, Jiang Ying pulled the other party into the blacklist without any pause.

Where to stay cool.

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The appearance of Fu Chen was just an episode, and Jiang Ying didn't take it seriously.

Recently, she has come to the cloud side more frequently, and sometimes feels that working at home is not efficient on weekends, so she will bring her computer to the cloud side. Afraid of the noise on the first floor, Jiang Ying often sits alone in the corner of the second floor.

The light on the second floor was not very good. Yunxian met her several times and saw that she was working, so she bought another floor lamp and replaced the wooden stool with a soft single sofa.

Except for Jiang Ying, there are not many people sitting in that position. Gradually, it seems that it has become Jiang Ying's exclusive.

The sun was sunny that afternoon, Jiang Ying pushed open the glass door while pinching his neck.

Yun Xian adjusted the coffee, glanced up at her, and asked, "Is my neck uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ying lazily let out a lazy hum, and then he opened the bar stool and sat down: "I've been sitting without getting up, it's sour."

"Sitting for a long time is not good for the cervical spine, so I occasionally get up and move around." Yunxian handed her the menu, "What do you want to eat today?"

Jiang Ying rubbed his stomach: "Fresh taro milk and double cheese. I need sugar urgently now."

Yunxian saw her look weak and asked, "Didn't eat?"

Jiang Ying shook his head: "I found out that the lunch break was almost over after I was busy, so I sneaked out, so I should pad my stomach first."

Yunxian held up the menu and patted her on the head: "Then you have to remember to eat."

Jiang Ying smiled at him.

"Jiang Ying?"

Hearing someone calling himself, Jiang Ying looked back.

She was a man of the same age as her, dressed casually, but had a good temperament. His appearance was familiar to Jiang Ying, but he couldn't remember who the other party was for a while.

Seeing her frowning, the man came closer and introduced himself to her: "I'm Xu Hang, do you still know? We were in the same class when we were in the first year of high school."

"Oh!" Jiang Ying remembered when he said that, "I remember you, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into you here."

Xu Hang: "It's a coincidence. Recently I was planning to find you."

Jiang Ying and Xu Hang are not very familiar, and there is not much overlap in the short year of classmates' life. Jiang Ying only remembered that he was a sports committee member in the class, and he was very popular.

When Xu Hang said to look for her, Jiang Ying's smile froze. She was rushing for something recently, and people who couldn't beat her one after another threatened her.

"Look for me, what's the matter?"

Xu Hang looked down at his watch and asked, "Is it convenient for you now? I want to have a chat with you."

Jiang Ying hesitated for two seconds, nodded and agreed: "Okay."

The two changed seats. When the drinks and desserts were ready, Jiang Ying rubbed his thighs and said to Xu Hang, "Say, what can I do?"

Xu Hang drank the thickened American style, and his brows didn't wrinkle even after a bitter bitterness: "Did you see Fu Chen recently?"

Jiang Ying felt a little in his heart: "What did he tell you?"

Xu Hang didn't laugh.

"He recently mentioned you frequently in the group, and he also asked everyone about you."

This sentence was obscure and ambiguous, and Jiang Ying smiled lightly: "If you have something to say, just say it."

"He has no fewer than seven or eight girlfriends in high school, and he knows more girls. But now," Xu Hang paused, "he only remembers you."

There was a strange feeling in Jiang Ying's heart, like knocking over a glass of tomato juice that had turned off. The brown-red thick liquid gave off a sour taste, which made people nauseous. She leaned on the back of the chair with her arm in her arms, and smiled in anger: "Why, is he anti-Stockholm?"

Xu Hang turned his watch strap: "It's unnecessary to guess a neurotic thought. I just want to tell you that he made a bet at dinner a few days ago and threatened to catch you in a month."

Actually, what Fu Chen said that day was-guess who I met? Jiang Ying, do you remember? She has become quite pretty now. He probably remembered the past, he was indifferent to my thief, and didn't even look at it. Oh, I don't believe it anymore, look at it, at most one month, it's too late for me to let her stick to me.

Jiang Ying only felt amused when he heard this: "Why?"

Xu Hang put down the coffee cup and said with a serious face, "Be away from him recently. You haven't seen him like crazy."

Jiang Ying looked at Xu Hang warily: "Then why are you here to tell me this? Think I would really be fooled by him?"

Xu Hang smiled and shook his head: "Before, I stood on the sidelines and said sorry to you."

Jiang Ying lowered his eyes and groped the mouth of the glass with his fingers, as if he was thinking of something.

Xu Hang is always smiling, and he is not close to others, as if he is friends with everyone, but few people can really understand him.

Jiang Ying said in a low voice, "Xu Hang, good for everyone is as bad as bad for everyone."

Xu Hang's true emotions were concealed in his smiling face as usual: "It's always right to not want to have **** with people."

Everyone has their own ways of living. Jiang Ying nodded and said, "Anyway, thank you, thank you for telling me this today. Also before, you opened the door to me when I was locked in the sports equipment room. Bar."

Xu Hang smiled: "It's hard for you to remember."

After bidding farewell to Xu Hang, Jiang Ying sat next to the cloud for a while slowly. She held her chin in a daze outside the house, watching the people coming and going, the glass door opened and closed.

She was beating herself on her back and inadvertently glanced at the open space in front of Yunbian Gate and parked a car she was very familiar with.

Before she could react, Li Zhicheng got out of the car. Seeing him walking straight to the door, Jiang Ying cursed in a low voice and hid behind the table, arched.

Yunxian noticed her movement and asked her, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the door was about to be pushed open, Jiang Ying glanced at Li Zhicheng, then looked back at Yun Xian, his brain blank, his heart beating almost out of his throat.

When the bell rang again, Jiang Ying just squatted down behind the console.

Listening to the clatter of Li Zhicheng's leather shoes stepping on the floor, she was about to explode nervously.

Jiang Ying subconsciously raised his hand to grip Yun Xian's trouser leg tightly, his chest undulated violently, but he did not dare to make a sound.

After a busy day, Li Zhicheng paled, and said to Yun Xian sadly, "Give me a cup of lemon tea to renew my life."

Yun Xian tilted his head to look at the tea bags on the shelf in the distance, and said without changing his face, "No, you can drink something else."

Li Zhicheng didn't believe it: "Is this still?"

"Well, I forgot to replenish it. Drink something else."

Li Zhicheng compromised: "All right, then you can make me a glass of sparkling water."

Yun Xian tilted his head to look at the refrigerator again, obviously not in the area where he can move now.

Locking his eyes on a coffee machine in front of him, Yun Xian asked blankly: "There is only coffee, do you drink it?"

Li Zhicheng has been a grandson with the investor for a day, and he will be treated like this at this time. He is not angry, and he raises his voice when he pats the table and shouts: "I rely on, your store treats customers with this kind of service attitude. Did you deliberately?"

Jiang Ying, who had shrunk into a ball, was taken aback, and his fingers became pale.

Why are you still arguing? !

It's terrible for Li Zhicheng to start the fire, but Yunxian doesn't bother him, knowing how to smooth his hair: "Just drink coffee, I'm new to latte."

Hearing that Li Zhicheng squinted his eyes and looked at him up and down, cut a sound, and said: "I want to show off your garland, okay, let me taste your craftsmanship."

Hearing Li Zhicheng pull the chair and sit down, Jiang Ying breathed a sigh of relief and released the hand that had been holding Yunxian's trouser leg.

Feeling the resistance disappeared, Yun Xian looked down at Jiang Ying, a little helpless.

If she let go earlier, Li Zhicheng wouldn't have blown up her hair.

Behind the console, Jiang Ying took out the phone from her bag and secretly pulled Yunxian.

Yunxian looked down at her calmly, and then coughed slightly. On purpose, the metal ladle dropped from the table to the ground with his fingers.

With a crisp sound, Li Zhicheng alarmed Li Zhicheng to look at him. Seeing nothing, he turned his eyes away and continued to lower his head to play with his mobile phone.

Yunxian took a small step back naturally, squatted down and looked at Jiang Ying, and said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Ying showed him the typed words.

[That is my boss! He was not here this afternoon so I sneaked out, the ghost knew I met here! If I was caught by him, the bonus would be gone! Help! Let me hide for a while! 】

After hurriedly scanning the words on the screen, Yun Xian held back the smile at the corner of his mouth, picked up the spoon on the ground and got up.

"Not going to the company today?" Yunxian asked Li Zhicheng.

Li Zhicheng: "Let's take a look later, there are not a few hours left to get off work."

Hearing this, Jiang Ying's desire to die was all over.

Looking at the brilliant expressions on Jiang Ying's face, Yun Xian couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Yun Xian urged him to leave: "Go ahead, what does the boss look like to be lazy here."

Li Zhicheng looked as it should be: "What's wrong with the boss being lazy? The employees just don't let me be lazy."

Jiang Ying closed his eyes with the connotation, and said silently Amitabha.

Fortunately, Li Zhicheng drank half a cup of coffee and left after sitting for about ten minutes.

When the man disappeared from sight, Yunxian lowered his head and said, "He's gone, get up."

Jiang Ying raised his hand on the edge of the table, trying to take advantage of his strength to stand up. As soon as he moved, he felt an itchy sensation running through his legs.

"Hiss—" She was awkward, squatting or squatting.

Yun Xian asked, "My legs are numb?"

Jiang Ying frowned and nodded without tears. She moved a bit of numbness, and she breathed in uncomfortably.

Yunxian stepped forward to support Jiang Ying and gave her a support: "Don't worry, just stand for a while."

Waiting for a while, Jiang Ying tentatively walked a few steps forward, and found that when it was all right, he was going to leave: "I'm going now, otherwise I really can't explain it."

Seeing her in a hurry, Yun Xian yelled: "Concentrate on work, and I won't be able to protect you next time."

Jiang Ying waved his hand, opened the door and ran out.

About ten minutes later, Yunxian received Jiang Ying's WeChat.

[Sunset Orange: My colleague lied that I went to the toilet and escaped, luckily. 】

[Miyama: The colleagues are nice. 】

[Sunset Orange: But she blackmailed me. 】

[Sunset Orange: Let me invite her to dinner. 】

[See the mountain: What about me? 】