It was raining continuously. There was a parasol in the small garden decorated outside the cafe on the roadside in the CBD. The porcelain white tableware on the small white round table under the umbrella was floating with some rainwater blown in by the wind. The entire tabletop was wet and irregular.
The water reflected the gardenia in a corner of the garden. The white petals swayed in the raindrops, and the fragrance of the flowers was shaken by the gusts of wind and rain.
Lin Nian doesn’t know why girls always like to meet in coffee shops.
Brown German beer bottles are placed on the wooden stools outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Three or two well-built potted plants are placed at the entrance of the store deep in the garden. A wooden sign for business is hung on the door. Through the door glass, you can see the front desk carefully cleaning.
Female boss holding coffee cup on shelf.
He actually doesn't like coffee shops that are full of petty bourgeois sentiments, not because of the decoration and atmosphere, but because of the price. A glass of Sprite mixed with lemon and ice usually costs 30 yuan for him.
He doesn't often go to these places and doesn't quite understand the unspoken rule that thirty yuan is not Sprite money, but money to buy a seat, so he always feels like he's been charged an IQ tax, which makes him indifferent to places like coffee shops.
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But Su Xiaoqiang doesn't seem like someone who cares about money. She never cared about these external things when she was in high school. On her birthday, a five-layer super cake will be delivered to the class, so she insists on dragging Lin Nian along.
Cut them together. If Lin Nian hadn't been unwilling, maybe the candles would have been blown out with him. After the cake, every student would have a free bucket for the whole family. He was so proud that he was speechless because his mouth was already stuffed with chicken legs and wings.
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Before he walked through the door of the coffee shop, Lin Nian saw the girl in the small garden through the floor-to-ceiling glass window. She was sitting by the window writing "person" in her palms and then swallowing it in her mouth.
He was a little dazed watching this scene and didn't understand what the girl was doing. While he was in a daze, the little goddess behind the glass window also caught a glimpse of him. At this time, she was swallowing the word "person" written in her hand and felt a little confused for a moment.
Embarrassed and even choked to the point of coughing?
"" Lin Nian half-raised his hand as a greeting and walked towards the glass door of the coffee shop. When the little goddess in the seat saw that the boy was gone, she immediately lay on the table and let out a very low-pitched cry of depression.
Pushing open the store door and ringing the bell in the corner, there was no welcome. Only the waiter and the boss nodded slightly. Lin Nian didn't hate this kind of welcoming spirit, which was polite and yet enthusiastic. In the space separated by the bookshelf and the cat climbing frame
, he found where Su Xiaoqiang was sitting by the window.
Today, the little goddess is wearing a gray Dior dress. Only one side of the sloping shoulder is exposed, revealing most of her fair skin. She has a decorative bracelet on her wrist. She looks mature beyond her years.
There are actually a lot of clothes that have been hidden in Su Xiaoqiang's wardrobe for a long time. However, because they are not easy to wear to school, they can only be worn when shopping in private. Today's occasion is perfect for her, and her dress is bolder and more attractive.
Lin Nian didn't know whether praising an 18-year-old girl for having the beauty of a 22-year-old was considered a straight man's statement, but he was smart enough to know that some words might be wrong, so it would be better not to say them, or to shorten them and only take the least offensive ones.
Part: "This dress looks beautiful on you."
"Really?" The little goddess was a little embarrassed when she was accidentally discovered by her little act of swallowing herringbone. After Lin Nian said these words, her mood suddenly soared. She felt that spending two hours dressing up today still couldn't get rid of it.
The sense of haste completely disappeared with these words.
Lin Nian took off his windbreaker when he walked in. He only had a white shirt on him. Because he was wearing a windbreaker, a few buttons were opened on the collar of the shirt to dissipate heat, exposing a bit of his collarbone. The little goddess's eyes were always drawn to it involuntarily, and again
Worried that it seemed too weird, he lowered his head and stared at the empty table in front of him.
"Cappuccino, thank you." The waiter handed over the menu. Lin Nian flipped through it twice before making a decision, and then handed the menu to the little goddess' eyes.
"Same as him." After adjusting her mentality, the little goddess raised her head, and immediately met Lin Nian's serious gaze. The notes on embarrassing topics that she had made in her head before setting off suddenly became wet.
As soon as I sat in front of me, I couldn't think of anything else. My head was buzzing. I just felt that this scene was very good. I liked it very much and wanted to keep it going.
The two sat across from each other for dozens of seconds, neither of them speaking. The rain outside the window made silver threads on the glass, and the water droplets kept crawling down the glass. The winding trajectory and the speed that was fast and slow were like cat's paws.
Scratching in the heart makes people itchy. When the rain increases, a hundred cat paws will scratch at the same time, making people completely unable to sit still.
“Let’s sit down for a while and rest before we get down to business. It’s actually not the agreed time yet, so we’ll have to rush out early.” Lin Nian said.
"Wouldn't it look weird not to say anything?" the little goddess whispered. Fortunately, it was raining again in the morning, and there was no one in the coffee beans. Except for the waiter, there was only a young girl playing the piano in the corner, playing a song.
It's called "ares color", a classical piano piece. It's very lyrical. If you knew the original meaning of its title, it would probably be more lyrical.
"The most comfortable relationship between people is not to talk all the time." Lin Nian said, "It is to not talk to each other all the time, or to talk at any time."
Su Xiaoqiang was startled for a moment, and the hands she placed on her knees to make fists slowly loosened her fists. She couldn't help but burst out laughing. Lin Nian didn't ask her what she was laughing about, but he just leaned his elbows on the wooden striped tabletop and gently supported his cheeks.
Bone looked sideways at her.
“I took notes before I came here.” Su Xiaoqiang laughed for a while before saying.
“Notes?”
“I’m afraid that it will be embarrassing not knowing what to say when drinking.” Su Xiaoqiang said, “When I used to talk to those friends about the details of their dates, this was the most common surprise.”
"Why do you feel embarrassed?" Lin Nian looked out the window at the pattering garden, "I think the most important thing about a date is that two people are together, not what they do together. Even if they don't do anything, they just sit and drink together all afternoon.
Aren’t the things pretty good?”
Su Xiaoqiang trembled when she stopped breathing, and her breathing became unsteady. She knew that Lin Nian was simply talking about his own opinions and did not have much metaphorical meaning, but she still couldn't help but tremble before reacting.
It turns out that the boy sitting across from me has never been an idiot when it comes to things like emotions, but his simple ideas are contrary to too many people, or the starting point is too high, and few people understand his ideas.
Two drinks were brought out by the waiter. It was only because of them that the coffee shop almost only revolved around them. Even the piano changed from lyrical to more lyrical.
This was probably the strangest and happiest coffee Su Xiaoqiang had ever had. If she was usually with other girls, her family would have already started talking about everything, but the two of them sat for a long time without saying anything.
, she was just drinking, looking at the garden in the rain outside the window, occasionally looking at the other person through the refraction of the window, and finding that the other person was also looking at her, she just smiled, without saying anything, and the other person wouldn't say anything either.
This process lasted for a long time, although in fact it was not that long. It was just a cup of coffee. After both of them drank it, their whole bodies were filled with warmth. When they looked at each other again, the original tension had already disappeared. About this time
Do you think you have taken the first step in getting along with the boy across from you?
Su Xiaoqiang didn't know, but she only knew that she was already too far ahead of the girls who were on the same starting line with her. At least no one had the honor to finish a drink with this 'isolated' boy and listen to what he said.
There are so many words that are never shared with others.
"Let's get down to business now." Lin Nian said, "Have you gained anything from what I troubled you to check?"
"Oh." Su Xiaoqiang seemed to wake up from a dream. The strings of roses growing around the boy disappeared as she woke up. She finally returned to reality from the perspective of shojo comics. No wonder shoujo comics always like it.
Drawing so many flowers and plants around boys is not because boys carry a lot of flower fertilizer with them, but in the eyes of girls, no matter how they look at the boys they like, there will always be flowers blooming around them.
But once she returned to business, the little goddess found that Lin Nian's temperament and mood had changed. From the gentle and calm at the beginning, he became as hard as metal with a cold light. Sitting in front of the coffee table, his body was straight and his eyes were filled with emotion.
The rising rationality and calmness eliminated all the charm.
While taking the documents aside, the little goddess made up her mind that if she really tricked this boy into bed, she would definitely not let him do any work. Although serious men who do business are handsome, Lin Nian's kind of guy doesn't matter if you are in high spirits.
If you get entangled with him, he will probably be choked and pinned to the ground with his backhand, and you will be asked to wait until he is done with his work before you go to find him, and you will suddenly lose all interest in him.
“Chu Tianjiao, I asked someone to check this name. It doesn’t seem to be an important person, right?” The little goddess took a blue folder and put it on the table and pushed it to Lin Nian.
“If I ask you to investigate Lu Tianming, will the speed of getting the information be much slower?”
"Maybe lunch will have to be postponed until the evening." Su Xiaoqiang hesitated, "Lu Tianming is referring to our local entrepreneur who is engaged in foreign trade, right? Our family seems to have cooperated with them, and we want to investigate what he is involved in."
If there are too many, it may not be completely sorted out at one time.”
"That is to say, the amount of information in the latter is dozens or even a hundred times that of the former, which is why it is so difficult to investigate. However, if Chu Tianjiao's information reaches a certain limit, the investigation will be completed and compiled into documents within a few hours." Lin Nian.
He took the blue folder and said.
Su Xiaoqiang was also startled, because what Lin Nian said seemed to be true, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed like he was talking nonsense. After all, why can the resume of an unknown person be compared with everything of a big entrepreneur? Maybe later
A list of his mistresses would be an inch taller than the life of a nobody.
"Have you seen these files?" Lin Nian took the folder and the first document he saw after opening it was an application letter. Chu Tianjiao's name was clearly written in the place of the name. Next to him was a man with shaved hair.
A one-inch photo of a middle-aged man with a shaggy back that can be used to identify people.
“I’ve looked at some out of curiosity, but there’s nothing noteworthy.” Su Xiaoqiang said truthfully.
“It’s true that he’s nothing eye-catching.” Lin Nian read Chu Tianjiao’s information and said softly, “But it’s because of this ordinaryness that he seems to be particularly eye-catching to me.”
An ‘S’ class driver who has been driving in this coastal city for decades and has become an average driver?
Judging from the fact that another ‘S’ class opened his life a few years later, this is simply too remarkable.