Cloudside Café

07 The seventh cup of coffee

Jiang Ying thought for a while and tentatively said.

[Sunset Orange: Then I will invite you to dinner another day? 】

[See the mountain: No, I'm joking. 】

[See the mountain: Concentrate on work, don't get caught fishing again. 】

Jiang Ying put down the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

Just as she took a stack of documents and started sorting it out, the person at the front desk called her and said that she had a courier.

Jiang Ying couldn't remember what he had sent to the company, so he walked over in confusion.

Xiao Wu at the front desk saw her, handed the things over, and said, "Sister Jiang Ying, what a beautiful flower! A boyfriend gave it?"

Facing the big bouquet of roses in his arms, Jiang Ying was completely dumbfounded, and quickly picked up the card on the flower and opened it.

[Let’s have dinner together on Friday night. --Fu Chen

Ps: Pulling black is an impolite behavior. 】

After scanning the two lines in a hurry, Jiang Ying cursed in a low voice, "Insane."

This difficult flower could only be stored at the front desk. Before leaving, Jiang Ying was not at ease, and approached Xiao Wu and whispered: "Don't tell me."

Xiao Wu nodded without knowing his heart.

Since the opponent is aggressive, there is no reason for Jiang Ying not to accept the move.

She released Fu Chen from the blacklist and sent out "OK, see or leave on Friday night."

The other party answered quickly, but Jiang Ying ignored him and focused on what he was doing.

In the past few days, Fu Chen often sent messages to her, Jiang Ying turned a blind eye to them, only confirmed the time and place of dinner on Friday, which was purely a social entertainment.

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On Friday, when the bell rang at six o'clock, colleagues got up and left.

Jiang Ying carried the bag, but before going downstairs immediately, he went to the bathroom and used the mirror to touch up his makeup.

She usually wears light makeup at work, but today is different. The red eye shadow, the long eyeliner, the red lip glaze, and the blush are also heavier than usual.

Her facial features are delicate, she belongs to the light-faced line, and she rarely wears such a vibrant makeup.

A delicate and slightly aggressive makeup gives her a lot of confidence. After packing up the cosmetics, Jiang Ying re-tied the bow on the waistband of the dress, loosened his ponytail and shook his hair, and tied the hair band around his wrist.

After staring at herself in front of the mirror for a while, to make sure there was nothing wrong with her, she took a deep breath and walked out.

Fu Chen said he would come to pick her up, but Jiang Ying refused. After getting in the car, he set the navigation according to the location he sent, and Jiang Ying turned the steering wheel to the destination.

Fu Chen’s place was a western restaurant, and perhaps it was Rose that made him ascertain that material was the key to attacking Jiang Ying, and his most indispensable thing was money.

Jiang Ying doesn't like cumbersome and delicate Western food, but fortunately, he didn't come to eat today. She stood at the door, straightened her hair, and followed the waiter to the table reserved by Fu Chen.

"Coming?" Fu Chen saw her coming and got up to say hello.

When he was about to come over to do the gentleman's etiquette, Jiang Ying first pulled out the chair and sat on it.

Seeing Fu Chen's awkward expression, Jiang Ying raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? Sit down."

Fu Chen smiled and said: "You have become quite a lot."

Jiang Ying spread the napkin and folded it on his lap, and asked, "What was I like before?"

Fu Chen couldn't answer this question, saying it was a reminiscence of the past, but he knew in his heart that if he wanted to talk tonight, it was best not to mention the past.

He calmly moved the topic away and asked about Jiang Ying's recent situation.

Jiang Ying answered every question, and didn't show his face anymore.

She looked at Fu Chen, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and felt that things were wrong.

A few years of hard work in the business field has made him smooth, and the arrogant and domineering person who used to be no one can no longer see a trace.

Two people talked absent-mindedly on some irrelevant topics.

The scarlet liquid poured into the glass, Jiang Ying lifted the glass and shook it, taking a sip.

Fu Chen glanced at her meaningfully and said, "I always think of you in the past few years."

Jiang Ying put down the wine glass and asked, "Why?"

"I didn't know, but when I saw you that day, I seemed to know the reason."

Jiang Ying supported his chin and listened quietly to his words. The corners of his mouth were always smiling, "I also remember you deeply."

Fu Chen smiled with satisfaction: "Really?"

Jiang Ying kept the smile at the corner of his mouth, picked up the knife and fork and cut the rib eyes in the plate: "If there is no evidence, I insist that the rumors are my spread, isolate me and exclude me, lock me in the equipment room, make me late for class, and make my own sports meeting. Advocating to sign up for me for 800 meters, what else is there?"

Listed one by one, Fu Chen's face sank: "Do you remember everything?"

"Oh, and the basketball that you slammed at me in the gym should have been deliberate."

Fu Chen smiled and said, "Jiang Ying, it's boring to say this now."

Jiang Ying flattened the corner of his mouth and looked at the person in front of him coldly: "I used to swallow, because I felt that more is worse than less, and it's boring for you. Of course, I don't have the ability to dare to confront you. The past things are unnecessary. Mention it again. If you don’t disgust me again now, I will smile and say hello to you when you meet me on the road."

The tip of the knife in his hand slashed across the porcelain plate, making a sharp, piercing sound.

"Now, I'm not afraid to cause trouble. If you want to play, I will play with you. Even if I beat you here today, I can afford the medical bills."

Now that he tore his face, Fu Chen didn't bother to pretend. He pulled on his tie, his eyes filled with hostility, and he snorted disdainfully, "What is your mouth? I don't know what you are like?"

Jiang Ying looked at him calmly, remembering how cowardly he had been before, and nodded: "Indeed, I used to be a coward."

With a crunch, the chair slid, and Jiang Ying crossed the table and walked to stand still in front of Fu Chen's eyes.

A crisp slap on the face, decisively and hard, Fu Chen instantly blanked his brain, staring wide-eyed as Jiang Ying couldn't speak.

This movement alarmed other guests in the hall to look over.

Jiang Ying was very satisfied with the effect, and smiled and asked Fu Chen: "Do you think I dare now?"

"Fuck me." Fu Chen spit, and stood up abruptly to raise his hand.

As soon as Jiang Ying was about to raise the left hand holding the knife, he was torn into his arms.

The handle of the knife fell to the ground and clinked twice. Jiang Ying took a breath and raised his head.

With his eyes facing each other, Yun Xian frowned and was also short of breath.

The familiar face in front of him made Jiang Ying's anger clear instantly, and he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Yunxian took Jiang Ying's arm, led her behind him, and said to Fu Chen, "If you have something to calm down, let's talk about it."

Fu Chen looked at the spectators around him. He had the best face and wished to run away quickly. He pointed to Jiang Ying and left a sentence, "This slap counts as I owe you, let's clean up." Then he walked away quickly.

Behind him, Jiang Ying couldn't help chasing after him and cursing: "You owe me too much!"

Yunxian laughed and laughed and grabbed her waving hand, picked up the backpack on the table and pulled her out of the store.

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was a busy time, when people came and went on the street and the city lights flickered.

When the cool night breeze blew, Jiang Ying shook his head, took a deep breath, and his impulsive mood slowly subsided.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Ying asked Yun Xian.

"Din with friends."

"Did you see it?"

"Um."

Jiang Ying took a step and sat down, covering his face with his hands.

Yun Xian walked over and sat next to her: "Now you know that you are ashamed?"

"No, I didn't expect you to be there."

Yun Xian smiled, "I didn't expect you to be so brave."

Jiang Ying tilted his head, biting his lower lip and looking at Yun Xian.

Yun Xian asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ying answered honestly: "I'm hesitating."

"Why hesitate?"

In order to leave a good impression, she has always held her temper in front of Yun Xian, but she has been seen doing so vigorously tonight, and now she is a little bit wanting to break the pot.

"Forget it, it's all the same anyway." Jiang Ying opened his bag, took out the cigarette case and lighter, skillfully took out one to light it, and started to vomit between his fingers.

With the smoke lingering in the air, there was a burst of sweet fruity aroma.

She shook the soot, looked at the street and asked Yunxian, "Are you disappointed in me?"

Yun Xian asked, "What is disappointing?"

Jiang Ying cited her crimes: "Smoking, swearing, and fighting."

Yunxian said, "It's just a little unexpected."

Jiang Ying nodded, he was expressing his disappointment euphemistically.

She knew Yunxian wanted to ask. Fortunately, she said it. Now she really wants to find someone to talk: "Um, it's my classmate, and my dad is his dad's subordinate. In high school, someone spread a rumor that he was in His dad spent money in our school, and he has done a lot of bad things. It was his dad who took the money to settle it. Later, he didn’t know what happened, but he insisted that I said it out. To be honest, even though I really treated him I’ve heard of all sorts of deeds, but I’m not so boring. But it’s not important. He insists that it’s me, so it’s useless to argue with me. Then I was squeezed out, isolated, and bullied. His little brain The cells are probably used every day to torture me like this."

The once long nightmare can now be spoken in a few words. Jiang Ying sighed softly, "It was originally from the past. This mentally retarded person does not know what illness he has recently suffered. He made a bet with his friend, and said that it would be enough in just one month. Chasing me. Originally, I wanted to meet him today to see what he was going to say, but as soon as I got up and couldn't hold back my temper, I just..."

What Jiang Ying was about to say stopped abruptly, because Yun Xian suddenly put his hand on her head and touched it.

"You did it right, but you were too impulsive. Let's not talk about anything else. What if he hit me with a punch just now if I didn't come?"

Jiang Ying whispered: "I took a knife to defend myself."

"That's it? If you make a cut in his arm, your eyes won't blink."

Jiang Ying bulged his cheeks and said nothing.

Of course she also knew impulse, but because of her emotions, she couldn't restrain the anger in her heart.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Ying honestly admitted his mistake: "It won't be like this in the future."

Yun Xian put a hand on her head and gently pressed: "Well, goodbye."

Jiang Ying raised his eyes, looked at Yun Xian, and said softly, "Can you forget what happened today?"

Yunxian smiled: "I see, I delete my memory."

Jiang Ying tried to keep her image: "Although I smoke, I am really a good girl."

Yun Xian smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Ying's red dress was as enchanting as a **** rose, with a little spark between his fingers, his sad expression drowned in smoke.

Yun Xian just wondered if she was very upset and wanted to say something to comfort her.

Next to it is a pedestrian street with a dazzling array of vendors on both sides, and the smell of various snacks is floating in the air.

Jiang Ying hadn't eaten anything all night, when he smelled the scent, he felt hungry.

Yun Xian followed her gaze and looked ten miles away. It was the city lights brighter than the stars in the sky. So he proposed: "Let's go shopping."

Jiang Yingying was good, and he had to move forward when he stood up. She walked a few steps and found that Yun Xian had not followed up, so she looked back: "What's the matter?"

Yun Xian shook her head and followed her footsteps: "I think something has been forgotten, forget it, let's go."

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Western restaurant.

Li Zhicheng madly knocked on the keyboard.

[What about people? 】

[What about people? 】

[Where did you go when I came back from the bathroom? 】

【Hey? Yunhyeon? 】

[Moses Moses, have you been kidnapped by aliens? 】

The author has something to say: Jiang Ying’s new id: Sunset Orange (Blackened)