The weather is good today, and the early autumn climate is the most comfortable for Yang Xu. It is neither lukewarm nor hot. It will not feel cold when you stay in the hut, and it will not feel hot when you walk around.

It was just a little couple sitting by the window that was a bit annoying.

The little girl kept laughing. He knew that the little girl of this age loved to laugh, but she laughed so vigorously that she could laugh for two minutes if a little boy said a word.

"Boss-" the boy shouted, "Are you there--"

Yang Xu reached out to close the sliding door of the cottage and looked at the computer.

"Waiter?" The boy walked over and shouted again at the bar, "Waiter!"

"What are you doing?" Yang Xu frowned.

"Is there any milk?" the boy asked.

"No." Yang Xu replied.

"Where are the juice?" the boy asked again, "Where are you?"

"No," Yang Xu paused a video of a tennis match that he was watching on his computer, "You care where I am."

"What kind of service attitude?" the boy knocked on the bar, "Where are people! Why can't you eat or drink in a coffee shop..."

Yang Xu stood up lazily, opened the door, and leaned against the door frame: "Who told you that this is a coffee shop? Besides, even if it is a coffee shop, aren't you drinking coffee?"

"Your store won't have only coffee, right?" The little girl who kept smiling came over with a wife's cake.

"And the cake," Yang Xu pointed to her hand, "What you are holding."

"Your attitude is really good, treating consumers like this," the boy was very dissatisfied, "I won't give you money."

"No need to give it," Yang Xu waved his hand, closed the door, and fell on the chair, "Go away quickly."

The people outside disappeared. A minute later, Yang Xu heard the sound of the store door and the two of them went out.

He clicked the mouse and continued to watch the video.

In the video, I don’t know when he played against Shi Jiang during the year. I can’t remember it. He played too many formal and informal games with Shi Jiang.

In fact, the name of the video is the date, but he doesn't watch it every time. He just clicks on one of the mouse and stands there. He doesn't know if he is watching it. Anyway, he has watched every video countless times, and he can memorize every detail of every ball, and he can memorize the actions of the audience behind him.

"Bored." Yang Xu said.

He took his cell phone and took a look at the time, turned off the video, stood up and walked out of the cabin.

The young couple sat in the window where Qiu Yi and Bian Nan usually liked to sit. He went over to clean up.

I drank the coffee, ate all the cakes, and lay in a mess.

So it’s better to be an acquaintance. Every time Qiu Yi and Bian Nan finished their meals and left, they would put the mats and then put the pot and plates on the bar.

At 2:30 p.m., the sun shone in, and the bright light spread on the floor, making it fluffy and a little dazzling.

Yang Xu finished packing slowly and found several signs from under the bar.

So boring, so it closed.

So bored, so I went shopping.

So bored so I went to bed.

So bored, so I went to feed the cat.

...

None of the seven or eight brands matched his wishes, so he took out his cell phone and dialed it.

"Xiao Li, help me make a brand... Yes, just like before... so boring, so I don't want to do anything," Yang Xu took the sleeping sign and hung it on the door handle and went out, "Thank you."

After Bian Nan returned the key to him, he had never been to the house before and did not know whether to clean it up.

After standing on the roadside for a long time, hesitating whether to take a taxi or drive over. Finally, he turned around and walked into the underground parking lot of the community behind him.

The car hadn't driven for a long time, and a layer of dust fell. Yang Xu took a piece of cloth and waved it on the car window a few times.

He frowned when he got into the car, it smelled bad.

The smell of the perfume seat was simply unbearable, especially since he hadn't moved the car for so long, the smell in the car was so strong that he wanted to abandon the car and walk.

When he left the garage, he opened all the windows.

He doesn't like perfume seats, especially jasmine fragrance.

But he always had this thing in his car. If the smell was gone, he would buy another one and put it on, with the same taste and the same style.

Because Shi Jiang likes it.

The first perfume seat was bought by Shijiang.

He will use whatever Shi Jiang likes.

What he likes... Shijiang will also buy it.

For example, a car.

Yang Xu parked his car in the parking space downstairs and saw the same car in the parking space in front.

This broken car has been bought for seven or eight years, and I rarely see the same one now.

Except for the Shijiang one.

He went over and looked into the car, and the small solar flower on the bridge was swinging back and forth.

This is no longer the flower he bought at the beginning. I don’t know if Shi Jiang changed it a few times, but it’s really boring to find a different one every time.

When he walked out of the elevator, Yang Xu saw that the door was not closed and was covering it.

When I pushed the door open and saw Shi Jiang, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and rushed outside in a daze.

He didn't make a sound, and stood behind Shi Jiang and looked for a while.

This back is really familiar. Not to mention turning into ashes, even if the ashes are blown away by the wind, he can smell this is Shijiang's ashes...

Shi Jiang didn't know how long he had been standing, but Yang Xu felt tired after standing for a while, so he took out a cigarette and lit it.

With a bang from the lighter, Shi Jiang turned around suddenly.

"You're scared to death." Yang Xu said.

"Why did you come?" Shi Jiang was stunned when he saw him.

"If you are bored, come and have a look," Yang Xu entered the kitchen with a cigarette in his mouth, and then walked upstairs and downstairs, "This kid really cleaned up for me."

"Are there no customers in the store today?" Shi Jiang asked.

"Yes," Yang Xu poured his hands on the sofa and touched the gray, but he was too lazy to move, "Let me drive it away."

"Then..." Shi Jiang hesitated for a moment, "and..."

"Yes." Yang Xu said.

"I'll have a break in the afternoon." Shi Jiang looked at him.

"Go to eat by yourself." Yang Xu took out the key and threw it at him.

Shi Jiang took the key, frowned, and did not speak or move.

Yang Xu leaned on the sofa and was silent. After smoking a cigarette, he stood up and patted the ashes on his body: "Let's go."

Shijiang rarely comes very bored. He usually calls Yang Xu when he wants to eat cakes. Yang Xu gets ready and asks a courier in the same city to deliver it to him.

"Is there anything hot?" Shi Jiang asked when he entered the house.

Yang Xu glanced at him: "Wait."

Shi Jiang is very picky. His wife's cakes must be eaten just out of the oven. It is best to be hot within an hour.

Yang Xu only knows how to make wife cakes and has no interest in making this thing.

I learned to make this because Shijiang likes to eat it. After the pancake house that they were very familiar with was closed a long time ago, it was difficult to eat the freshly baked cakes, so Yang Xu learned to make them.

The cake has been made to perfection.

But Shijiang didn't have the chance to eat it every day.

The filling and noodles were ready-made. Yang Xu quickly prepared it, brushed the egg yolks, sprinkled a layer of sesame seeds, and put the cake into the oven.

Then he stood in the kitchen of the cottage and stared blankly at the oven.

Have to wait 20 minutes.

Shi Jiang was outside, but he didn't want to go out and was too lazy to move.

I went out and met Shi Jiang face to face. I didn’t know what to say.

He didn't know when Shi Jiang entered the hut. When he heard the sound of a game video coming from the speaker, Shi Jiang seemed to have been sitting in front of his computer for a while.

"It's turned off." He looked at the oven.

"I'll watch it for a while." Shi Jiang said.

He didn't say anything anymore, watching the slowly changing pie crust in the oven.

"Six years have passed." Shi Jiang said.
To be continued...