Cloudside Café

When Jiang Ying and Yun Xian were staring at each other, Shen Xuan interrupted: "Jiang Ying, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Ying regained her consciousness and realized the nonsense she had just said, and quickly remedied: "Ah, that's it. I have a wedding to attend, so..."

Yunxian continued her words and asked, "So I want to find a boyfriend who walks through the scene?"

Jiang Ying clapped his hands: "Yes!"

A new customer came to the store. Yun Xian said "wait a minute" to Jiang Ying and turned back to the front desk.

Shen Xuan propped his chin, his gaze circulated on Jiang Ying and Yun Xian. She stirred the drink in the cup, the lactic acid bacteria added lemon, it was refreshing and astringent that suits her taste during pregnancy, and it was like the delicate atmosphere between the two at this time.

Jiang Ying lowered his head with a sorrowful look, glared at Shen Xuan, and complained: "It's all you, I'm not ready for what I asked him to do suddenly."

Shen Xuan smiled and looked at Yunxian: "Did you say Xiangqin will agree?"

Jiang Ying snorted, "Whoever has nothing to eat before he can agree."

Shen Xuan's cell phone rang, and it was her husband who called.

"I'll go out and answer the phone."

Jiang Ying told her: "Be careful, don't go too far."

On the other side, Yun Xian called out Su Cheng from the back kitchen, and then gave a look in Jiang Ying's direction to tell her to walk towards the door.

Jiang Ying nodded and took his own bag to keep up with him.

Yun Xian took her into the car parked in the backyard.

The carriage is narrow and private, and the seat is separated from the seat horizontally, and there is no need to face each other, but it is very suitable for conversation.

Jiang Ying didn't like too strong car perfume, nor did he like the smell of leather seats. Yun Xian's car didn't have these two scents, only a very faint sweet citrus scent, which seemed to emanate from him.

"Whose wedding is it?" Yun Xian asked first.

Jiang Ying didn't want to lie, but he didn't tell the truth either: "I'm a college classmate."

"Why need someone to accompany you?"

Jiang Ying took the shoulder bag straps, and was silent for a while before saying: "I...then my brain twitched. When that happens, I will bring my boyfriend to personally bless me. As a result, people have moved forward the wedding date. I haven't Find a boyfriend. It was a class reunion that day, and many people were there. I guess they were all waiting for the wedding to watch the show."

Yun Xian asked, "So I want to find someone to help you deal with it?"

Jiang Ying nodded: "Do you think I am naive, Shen Xuan also scolded me to die for the sake of face and suffer."

Yunxian took out an iron box from the glove box and put it in his hand to open and close the lid.

Psychologically speaking, this is a manifestation of some anxiety and irritability.

"Then why don't you just push it away?"

Jiang Ying was still thinking about how to answer, and Yun Xian asked again, "Is it the ex?"

His straightforward debunk made Jiang Yingcun blush: "Yes."

The carriage fell silent, only the tin box clicked and opened and closed.

For a long time, Yunxian opened his lips and said lightly: "Okay, I will accompany you."

Jiang Ying tilted his head to look at Yun Xian. His profile was smooth, like a carefully crafted artwork, sharp and sharp. In fact, his facial features are also tough, but his temperament is too gentle on weekdays, so he seems to be easy to get along with relatives.

Now his displeasure was all on his face, like a thick mist, and the pressured person couldn't breathe.

Jiang Ying sensed his mood and said, "You don't have to force it."

"It's not reluctant." Yunxian calmed down a little, "Last time you painted for me, thank you before you have time, so I will be a courtesy and I will do this for you."

"Lishang exchanges..." Jiang Ying chewed these four words and nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, then treat it as Lishang exchanges."

After Jiang Ying got out of the car, he saw Shen Xuan who had finished the call under the peach tree.

Shen Xuan saw that her reaction was wrong, and asked, "What's the matter? Xiangqin doesn't want it?"

Jiang Ying shook his head: "No, he said yes, but how do I feel..." Jiang Ying recalled Yunxian's expression and tone in the car just now, and tried to find an adjective, "He seems to be angry?"

Shen Xuan pinched the wind-blown hair behind his ears: "Why is he angry?"

Jiang Ying tilted his head suspiciously: "Yes, why is he angry?"

With the breeze blowing, spring flowers swayed from the branches, and the pink petals fell on Jiang Ying's shoulders, covered with bright red rose tattoos.

Shen Xuan took the petals for her, put them in her palm, and walked her to the side of the street: "Don't think so much, Xiangqin promises not to do it, let's go, don't waste a good spring."

Jiang Ying grabbed Shen Xuan to control her speed: "Go slow!"

In the car, Shen Xuan looked at the warm and exquisite coffee house from the rearview mirror, and asked Jiang Ying: "You are looking for Xiangqin as a fake boyfriend this time, then when will you let him turn right?"

Jiang Ying shook his head: "We haven't been there yet."

Shen Xuan laughed and twisted Jiang Ying's arm: "When? You still enjoy the ambiguous period, right?"

Jiang Ying exclaimed, "Then you say, when?"

Shen Xuan said, "This time I go to Shanghai is a good opportunity, you have to grasp it."

Jiang Ying thought for a while and nodded, "Yes, it's a good opportunity, then how do you tell me how to confess? That's expensive and vulgar, forget it."

Shen Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You really like Xiangqin. I want you to improve your relationship with others, so I'm determined to confess?"

Jiang Ying frowned and asked, "Didn't you mean that? Let me and him get right now."

"I want you two to get better soon, but..." Shen Xuan paused, "I thought you would never take the initiative in your entire life. To be honest, I suspected that you were indifferent before. "

She added: "After all, when you and Lu Tingyang were together, you never showed your love straightforwardly to him. I thought you would always be accustomed to being passive and accepting."

Jiang Ying lowered half of the car windows, and the spring air was full of fragrant flowers.

In the past also in such a season of late spring and early summer, a boy holding a heartfelt heart, full of joy and expectation, walked to her.

The trees on the street outside the window flashed by, and her voice was blown away in the breeze: "I remember what Lu Tingyang and I said, so ah, I dare not make mistakes."

—

It was already dark when Jiang Ying walked out of the office building, and it was raining lightly.

Seeing the silver-white car, she put one hand in front of her forehead and trot over quickly.

"Why didn't you bring an umbrella?" Waiting for Jiang Ying to sit in the co-pilot, Yun Xian looked at her drenched hair and took a few pieces of paper and handed it over.

Jiang greeted him and wiped it casually: "Forget it, it's okay, just Drizzle."

In the rainy season of Huangmei, the tide swept across the cities in the south of the Yangtze River, and the world was hot and humid.

Yunxian told her: "There will be rain next week, don't forget it."

Jiang Ying nodded obediently.

They will leave for Shanghai in two days and plan to buy gowns for the wedding today.

A few days ago, Yun Xian had consulted her and wanted to prepare a matching suit for herself based on the other party's dress.

Jiang Ying felt that it was a trouble for others to help, so she directly suggested that she should buy the clothes.

Yunxian thought for a while, nodded and agreed to her proposal, and made an appointment to go shopping together today.

Jiang Ying prepared a French dress for herself, with orange patterns on a white background, retro square collar, length to the calf, and the slit design on the lower body added a bit of sexy, lazy and elegant. I also bought a pair of 8 cm suede stilettos.

The weather in May was already sultry, and a set of suits was too heavy. What Jiang Ying thought of Yun Xian was a shirt and trousers. He was tall and long in legs, and he was born with clothes racks. He just entered a store and tried them on.

Jiang Ying sat on the sofa and watched the two shop assistants smile and whisper, stroking their hair unnaturally.

Yun Xian came out of the fitting room, sorted the buttons, and turned to ask Jiang Ying, "What do you think?"

"Very good, very suitable for you."

The clerk on the side said, "Beauty, your boyfriend is so handsome and looks good in everything."

Yun Xian smiled at her and nodded, then looked at Jiang Ying: "I want to ask, do you think it matches your skirt?"

Before Jiang Ying could speak, he heard the two shop assistants exclaiming in excitement, "Oh my god, it's so sweet!"

Jiang Ying and Yun Xian looked at each other, and the latter shrugged helplessly.

"Just this set."

"Row."

Yunxian returned to the dressing room to change clothes, and Jiang Ying went to the front desk to pay the bill.

At the checkout, the clerk said to her enviously: "The first time I saw a boyfriend shopping with my boyfriend, you two have a good relationship."

Jiang Ying only smiled.

It was resolved in less than half an hour. After walking out of the men's clothing store, Yun Xian asked Jiang Ying if he was hungry.

Jiang Ying shook his head: "I lost weight recently and skipped dinner."

Yun Xian raised her mouth lightly, teasing her: "I only know that the bride has to go on a diet before the wedding."

Jiang Ying asked him back: "Who didn't dress up when meeting his ex?"

Yun Xian's footsteps stopped: "That's it, sorry, I don't know if I don't have a predecessor."

Jiang Ying widened his eyes and muttered: "No way?"

Yunxian stepped forward again, and stopped at the entrance of a porridge restaurant, "Is it okay to drink porridge?"

Jiang Ying seemed to have learned some great secret, and couldn't help but ask him: "Why? You don't have a predecessor like you?"

Yunxian glanced at her lightly, stepped into the shop, and found a seat by the window: "Puppy love is strictly forbidden at home when I was a student, and then I was too busy to think about it."

Jiang Ying nodded, and said sourly, "Then there will be many people chasing you."

Yunxian sketched a few things on the menu, and passed the paper and pen to Jiang Ying: "To be honest, no."

Jiang Ying didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"

Yunxian poured a cup of tea, and said without hesitation: "Five-year college entrance exams for grades four and six, sophomore student union, and a few foreign languages ​​in the junior year, then graduate school, internship, and work. I leave it for social networking. There is very little time, and I don’t want to manage a relationship."

Jiang Ying tentatively asked, "Then have you met someone you like? Just missed it like this?"

Yun Xian looked up at her: "When I was in school, there was one. I was at the same table. She was a very good girl."

Jiang Ying sipped the tea, feeling sour: "Oh, your white moonlight."

Yun Xian smiled and said, "What is the moonlight, everyone has given birth to children."

Jiang Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yun Xian, only feeling that he knew too little about the man in front of him.

She said: "I thought you were the kind of person who was particularly free and casual."

—Growing up in a wealthy and enlightened family, with a pair of gentle and kind parents who like to read books and movies in their free time.

Romantic, mature, stable, easy-going, financial freedom, and time freedom.

Yunxian smiled and took her words: "But I didn't expect that I was also a social animal?"

Jiang Ying raised the corners of his mouth: "At least I am envious of your current state of life."

Yun Xian's smile was faint, and there was a kind of indifference that settled after many things: "Don't envy me, you will always be what you want."

He put down his teacup, leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, pedestrians coming and going, either in groups or alone.

"Before I came to Xicheng, someone asked me why I was eager to jump out of my comfort zone. Aren't you working hard for the current life?" Yunxian's hands were folded on his overlapping legs, his tone of voice was flat and expensive. And calmly.

"A stable job, having a house, a car, and waiting until the right age to get married and start a family may be the ideal life for many people, but that is not the comfort zone I want. I have lived in order for 30 years, and I don’t know. What's wrong, I suddenly wanted to rebel, quit my job, packed my luggage, and didn't even think about where I was going when I arrived at the airport. I came to Xicheng because my good friends from college were here, and I just wanted to relax. , Also opened a cafe on a whim."

Jiang Ying heard the clues in his words and asked, "So Yunbian is just your attempt?"

Yun Xian nodded: "It's a surprise, I'm very satisfied with the current state of life."

Jiang Ying's heart tightened and asked cautiously: "So when you feel bored, you will go to the next place? Don't you want to settle in Xicheng?"

The light in the restaurant was dim, the casserole porridge was steaming, and through a layer of mist, Jiang Ying could not discern the emotion in his eyes.

The corner of Yunxian's mouth kept a little talk and smile: "Perhaps, see if there is a reason for me to stay."

Jiang Ying asked, "Isn't the cloud side counted?"

Yun Xian shook his head: "Ben just wants to drive it for fun. After a few years, when the business runs out, I will sell it out."

Jiang Ying frowned. It was obviously not an immediate matter, but she still felt soreness in her heart for Yunxian's possibility of wiping her clothes anytime and anywhere.

She lamely tried to stay: "Xicheng is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the air is good, so it's suitable for settlement."

The clerk Zhang Luo sat down with the new guests. Various sounds in the restaurant were mixed, and Jiang Ying heard Yunxian let out a short chuckle.

"If you marry a Xicheng girl, maybe you have to stay."

He was half-joking and half-serious, his gaze fell on her, with a little bit of vague temptation.

There was steam on the dining table, and Jiang Ying blushed.

The author has something to say: Jiang Ying, he is madly hinting at you.