Song Qianxing choked for a moment when he asked, then nodded and said: "No problem. If you are not afraid of death, of course it is no problem."
After saying this, she turned around and walked towards the door again.
Only this time, as soon as she opened the door and walked out, Huo Jinbei also walked out.
Song Qianxing heard the voice and looked back at him, "What are you doing?"
Huo Jinbei walked behind her and replied majestically: "Waiting for my clothes."
Hearing his answer, Song Qianxing almost laughed angrily.
In other words, before getting her clothes back, wherever she went, he planned to follow her?
After looking at him quietly for a moment, Song Qianxing turned around and walked back to the convenience store.
Sitting back in her previous position, looking at the hot spaghetti with meat sauce and grapefruit tea in front of her, Song Qianxing paused for a moment, then simply picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
Huo Jinbei also quietly sat back to his previous seat, without disturbing her. He just took a magazine and started reading quietly.
Qianxing had eaten and drank enough, and felt sleepy. She didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she lay down on the table and fell asleep.
Huo Jinbei had been sitting next to her, without disturbing her from the beginning to the end.
In the early morning, the whole city begins to wake up, and convenience stores gradually become busier.
Passing by the convenience store, there was an endless stream of people pushing the door in to make purchases, and there was a queue at the cashier midway. However, no matter how noisy and noisy the store was, Song Qianxing seemed to be undisturbed, and she slept peacefully lying there.
In the middle of the journey, Huo Jinbei went to a nearby public restroom to simply wash his face, rinse his mouth, and then came back. She was still lying there motionless.
In the end, even the clerk in the store couldn't look past him. He couldn't help but come up to him when there were few people around and asked: "Sir, is your girlfriend okay? I see she has been lying here for a long time, and she seems to have been there all the time.
Moved..."
Huo Jinbei glanced at her slightly undulating body and said, "It's okay. She must have just fallen asleep. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you."
"It's okay, it's okay." The clerk responded with a smile and quickly turned around and walked away.
Huo Jinbei then got up, walked to the cashier, and bought himself a simple breakfast.
When he returned to the table with breakfast, he saw a man in his thirties standing next to Qianxing, reaching out his hand to carefully lift her hair out of her face.
Huo Jinbei stepped forward quickly and grabbed the man's hand, "What are you doing?"
"Ouch!" The man shouted instantly, "What are you doing? Let go, it hurts!"
There happened to be a store clerk arranging the shelves nearby. When he saw this situation, he quickly ran forward and asked, "Manager, what's wrong? Sir, this is our store manager. Is there any misunderstanding?"
Huo Jinbei still didn't let go, looking at him with a heavy gaze, "Can the store manager touch the customers?"
"Whoever touched her, I know her!" After the man finished speaking, he stretched out his other hand to push the sleeping woman, "Song Qianxing, wake up, wake up!"
Seeing that he could call Qianxing's name with just his mouth, Huo Jinbei hesitated for a moment and relaxed his strength slightly.
Song Qianxing first pounded the table hard, and then struggled to stand up. When she opened her eyes, she was filled with depression——
"Song Qianxing, I knew it was you!" the man said, "Hurry up and tell him that we know each other, lest he think I'm teasing you!"
After hearing this, Song Qianxing fell back on the table without saying a word.
Huo Jinbei finally took back his hand, but still stared at the man.
The man took off his down jacket, revealing the uniform underneath. Huo Jinbei saw that the work badge on his chest said: Store Manager Gao Zhan.
Gao Zhan glared at Huo Jinbei angrily, turned around and walked into the staff room. When he put away his clothes and came out, Huo Jinbei had already sat down again and started eating breakfast.
Gao Zhan couldn't help but walked to Song Qianxing again. Regardless of whether she was still asleep, he opened his mouth and said: "How many years have passed, why do you still come to the convenience store to sleep? I have been transferred from the north of the city to the east of the city.
You can still show up in my shop, are you here after me?"
After saying this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Huo Jinbei again, with a proud expression.
Huo Jinbei didn't look at him. He seemed to be still concentrating on flipping through the book and eating a sandwich. However, when he heard what the man said, his hand movements made an almost imperceptible pause.
"Come to think of it, you are the only one who can be so thick-skinned. You have the nerve to sit in the store all night without spending money, using the air conditioner and heating, and occasionally eating and drinking..."
"Thanks to the person you met at that time, I was kind enough to let you stay there every night during the night shift, and even treat you to breakfast from time to time. If it had been anyone else, I would have kicked you away long ago——"
"It's been several years since I was transferred there, and you still haven't gotten rid of your habit of sleeping in convenience stores?"
"Hey, Song Qianxing, wake up, didn't you always wake up automatically when it was time to go to school? Now it's this time, why are you still asleep?"
He was talking eloquently, and Song Qianxing was probably really disturbed by him. One hand suddenly began to fumble on the table. After touching the magazine in Huo Jinbei's hand, she raised her hand and picked up the magazine, taking a photo directly.
Gao Zhan's face.
Then, she slowly straightened up and said through gritted teeth: "You are really... so noisy!"
Gao Zhan was still smiling, "How about meeting old friends and chatting for a few words? Are you coming to see me specifically, or did you just happen to come here? Hey, let me treat you to breakfast. What do you want to eat? It's the same old rules.
?”
Song Qianxing said nothing. Gao Zhan glanced at Huo Jinbei again, went to the counter to get a cup of hot soy milk and a rice ball, and put them in front of her.
Song Qianxing's eyes drooped, but she picked up the soy milk and rice balls very skillfully, but she ate them very soullessly, like a zombie.
"Hey, who is this man? Do you know him?" Gao Zhan asked again.
Song Qianxing seemed to have just remembered that there was Huo Jinbei next to her. She turned to look at him, suddenly remembered something, stood up and said, "Let's go buy your clothes and return them to you.
Please don't appear in front of me again."
Gao Zhan was still waiting for her to respond to him with a smile. When he saw this, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Hey, why are you leaving after we just met? We haven't seen each other for several years. Let's catch up on old times."
"Busy. Thank you for the breakfast." Song Qianxing simply threw him a few words, opened the door and walked out.
Huo Jinbei glanced at Gao Zhan, who was still standing there, and then walked out.
…
Sitting in Huo Jinbei's car, Song Qianxing still lowered her head, as if she still hadn't woken up, but she ate the rice balls and soy milk in a routine manner.
Huo Jinbei didn't say anything and drove the car directly to a nearby shopping mall.
The car stopped in the open-air parking lot, and Song Qianxing finally looked up. When she saw the name of the mall, she suddenly woke up and her eyes widened.
Huo Jinbei quickly opened the door and got out of the car, "We're here, the door should be open at this time, let's go."
Song Qianxing did not move for a moment.
Huo Jinbei was about to close the door and looked at her again, "Is there any problem?"
Song Qianxing gritted her teeth and finally got out of the car.
She followed Huo Jinbei into the shopping mall with stiff movements. When she saw Huo Jinbei walking into the store, she couldn't help but stop at the door.
Looking up at the high-profile and luxurious brand posters next to the tall door, Song Qianxing became more and more stiff.
"Did you buy your clothes here?" Song Qianxing asked.
Huo Jinbei nodded.
Song Qianxing "haha" and then said: "It doesn't feel like such an expensive product."
Huo Jinbei said: "I still have the receipt at home. If you don't believe it, I can find it and show it to you."
Song Qianxing bit her lip and suddenly said: "I think I can still find your clothes. I'll look for them and return them to you when I find them."