Don’t Be a Kept Man

The teahouse is located in a quiet location with antique decoration. In the middle is a glass counter with some old artifacts, jewels and jade. There is a Bogu shelf on the back of the wall with three or two celadon The vase, the tea cup is placed in the rest position.

There is a light sandalwood incense burning indoors, which is refreshing.

Su Qing walked into the back compartment. There was a memorial tablet in the middle, with no name and no name, and a photo of the girl's death. The black and white faintness was also difficult to hide. She skillfully put on three incense sticks, and then inserted it into the incense burner. .

Yan Yu stared aside, thinking that he had seen the photo in Su Qing's house before. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask.

Su Qing wiped the floating ash on the spirit table with a rag, and saw his probing eyes. She couldn't help but slow down, wiping the edge of the frame little by little, and whispered: "This is my spiritual position."

Yan Yu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you a ghost?"

"Does it look like?" Su Qing smiled, "I have a fatal catastrophe. I was supposed to die when I was 18 years old. I didn't believe it or reconciled, so I changed my life by myself. Anyway... I was alive. , In accordance with the rules of the older generation, set up a tablet to accumulate incense."

Yan Yu looked at the posthumous photo again and found that his eyes were somewhat similar to those of Su Qing. He praised, "You used to look good."

"No matter how good it looks, it's useless. Nowhere in the world is there such a reason. I can take all the good things all by myself. It is said that the beauty is ugly and the ugly is ugly. I am also very good now."

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the reincarnation of the way of heaven. Some people live a hundred years old, and some people die young. They are all doomed. Su Qing's forced change of life will inevitably pay a corresponding price. Yan Yu looked at the posthumous photo and felt that it was really true. Beautiful, it's a pity for Su Qing on the one hand, but on the other hand, it feels very lucky to be alive.

The tea room is clean and there are few customers, but when it comes, it must be a big business. Su Qing is sometimes busy and can't take care of opening the door. This is the legendary opening for half a year and half a year after opening.

Later, when Yan Yu looked at the store, the business was better than before, but most of them were female customers. Xun Chuan kept sneering, and Su Qing also became sad: "Is this a face-seeking world?"

Xun Chuan said coolly: "It's not just the world of looking at the face."

Su Qing died.

Yan Yu doesn't care so much, he will pick up business when he has business, visit the store during the day, and go to Xun Chuan to help Su Qing in the evening when he is idle. Compared with the unconsciousness of previous years, his diligence is simply outrageous. Time flies by, unconsciously. It's winter.

It was cold and windy outside, and the tea room was heated, but it didn't feel cold. Su Qing went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and planned to come back to make dumplings. Today is the last day of business, and he will open the door when the weather is warm.

Yan Yu was wearing a light gray British-style sweater, finishing work, cleaning the shop up and down, sweating out of his back, he put the mop in place, and sat behind the counter to play with the phone. , And closed at six o'clock in the evening.

Xun Chuan got into his arms and found that Yan Yu was watching a drama. It was still the old martial arts movie of the previous kind. Although it is old, it is all memories of a generation.

Xun Chuan sat on his lap and shook his legs: "You really look like an old man."

If a person starts to like to remember the past, it means he is old.

"This is called maturity."

Yan Yu put the phone on the stand on the counter, took Xun Chuan into his arms from behind, put his hands across his waist, hugged him tightly, and chased the drama with him. After a while, he asked him: "Leng ?"

Snow began to drift outside, Xun Chuan looked outside as if feeling conscious, was taken aback for a moment, then re-entered Yan Yu's warm embrace, reached in from the bottom of his clothes, and said, "It's not cold."

Yan Yu put the blanket on his chair on him, and held him tighter in silence. The teapot on the table was steaming and gurgling, and Xun Chuan grabbed a handful of chocolate from the table. Hazelnut Candy, leaning against Yan Yu's arms, playing on the phone, as if looking at furniture.

Xun Chuan: "This lamp is pretty."

The sweat of the year was not in vain. Yan Yu saved enough money to buy a suite some time ago. He planned to decorate it when the weather became warm. He has been looking at the furniture these days.

Hearing Xun Chuan's words, he followed his eyes and found that it was a small cloud-shaped table lamp that lights up as soon as it was pinched. He reached out and clicked to add it to the shopping cart, and then commented: "It's pretty girly, suitable for you."

Xun Chuan: "Bah."

Yan Yu smiled: "Buy if you like."

There is a stack of thick hexagrams in the compartment under the counter, all of which are the result of his year's labor. Because of the fatality involved, they cannot be torn apart at will, they must be collected and burned.

Xun Chuan placed an order for the small desk lamp, and then went on shopping enthusiastically. He saw the pile of paper and shook his head and asked, "Isn't it boring to draw those things? You used to be lazy and greedy..."

Yan Yu interrupted him calmly: "I'm not greedy."

Xun Chuan: "Okay, lazy."

Yan Yu: "This one is not true, because I am very hardworking now."

Xun Chuan didn't speak, he ate a piece of chocolate, crunching the nuts inside, Yan Yu rubbed the top of his hair, and kissed him with his head, as if he also tasted the sweetness of chocolate.

Yan Yu: "Xunchuan..."

Xun Chuan: "Huh?"

Yan Yu kissed his eyebrows: "Being with important people and living a day seriously is worth a hundred years of wasting by others."

Yan Yu: "...I regret that I didn't have a good life for more than 20 years, but I am very fortunate that it is too late to be serious."

The blanket was soaked in Yan Yu’s body temperature, and the warmth was melted, and I could not feel the wind and snow outside at all. Xun Chuan closed his eyes, as if he could still hear the songs on the other side of the street, a heart that always felt missing something, suddenly It is complete.

Yan Yu's mobile phone network card stopped, and the sound stopped suddenly and was buffering all the time. He was not in a hurry, listening quietly to the singing from outside, sometimes mixed with the sound of cars passing by.

The wind chime hanging on the door made a crisp sound. Su Qing came back carrying the vegetables with a thin layer of snow falling on her hair. She felt the heating in the room and couldn't help shaking, then stomped her feet: " There are so many people in the supermarket. I thought there were no more people at this time. It was so cold and cold."

Yan Yu took the food over, and found that she had bought a lot of meat, plus some dried fruit snacks, and consciously went to the back compartment to wash the vegetables. There is a small kitchen in the tea room. Su Qing took off his scarf and cleared the table for tea. Clean, rolled up his sleeves and said to Xun Chuan: "Just here with the bread dumplings."

Yan Yu's emotional voice came from inside: "The Huanghuali table is used for kneading noodles, it's really luxurious."

Su Qing: "Rolling noodles, it's not about chopping them for firewood."

Yan Yu’s cell phone was still there. After the internet was smooth, the TV inside began to play again. Xun Chuan kneaded dough and listened. Su Qing glanced at it, and then retracted her gaze: "Is the song familiar? Yes, it's more interesting than watching the Spring Festival Gala."

Before these two people and one ghost came together, they were all alone and never had the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala, because the more lively on TV, the more desolate they set off.

Yan Yu adjusted the fillings, but seeing them all rolled out three dumpling wrappers, dragged a chair to sit at the table, and then grabbed the dough: "Why don't you buy ready-made dumpling wrappers."

Xun Chuan: "Kneading noodles is fun."

Su Qing followed and nodded. She didn't know how to cook at all. She fished in troubled waters all the time. In the end, they were all made from Xunchuan. The dumplings were picked up after they were put in the pot. They were all white and fat, with strong skin, enough meat and vinegar. Can smell the tongue.

The meal was almost done. Su Qing made a New Year's greeting gesture to Xun Chuan and Yan Yu: "Happy New Year. This is the happiest year I have ever had. It's not like I was alone in the past."

Warlocks have five shortcomings and three shortcomings. The so-called five shortcomings are "widows, widows, loneliness, loneliness, and disabled". The three shortcomings are "wealth, fate, and power." Punishment.

The three of them got together by mistake, which is also fate.

Yan Yu smiled, nodded and said, "Happy New Year."

Xun Chuan heard the sound of fireworks bursting in the sky, and subconsciously raised his head and looked at it. There was a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, and he followed: "Happy New Year."

Su Qing took out two big red envelopes from her pocket, one for Xun Chuan and one for Yan Yu: "This year has been hard for you, and the coming year will be smooth and long."

Yan Yugang stretched out his hand to take the red envelope, and there was a ding in his mind. With a shake of his hand, the red envelope fell directly onto the plate.

【Ding! 】

[This service is about to end, the host has successfully risen up, and perfectly implemented the four-character policy of self-reliance and self-reliance. The interstellar auditor has determined that it has reached the qualified standard. Please continue to work hard and continue to maintain it for the rest of your life~]

Yan Yu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then he was stunned: "Are you leaving?"

He thought the system would bind himself for a lifetime.

【Ding! Because the host no longer needs the system monarch, this is a good thing, there is no end to the banquet, so cherish every minute and every second together, life is the same, please work hard in one direction, and miss it once. , Don’t miss the second time]

The bitterness comes with all the bitterness, and the bitterness comes with all the sweetness. Because of the bitterness in the front, the sweetness in the back is precious. Yan Yu has experienced so much, the system believes that he must understand this truth better than anyone.

Yan Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, and thank you for this period of cause and effect."

Encounter is the cause, leaving is the effect, so the sorcerer counts half his life, in the final analysis it is nothing but cause and effect.

【Ding! The extraction program starts, please prepare the host,

Start the self-check program,

The self-check is complete.

Unbundling,

20%

50%

100%

The cancellation is successful, this service has ended successfully, the green hills will not be changed, the green water will flow long, and there will be no deadline~]

A ball of blue light floated out of him and flew out into the vast white snow. Xun Chuan was stunned when he saw Yan Yu, and struck him with his arm: "What are you doing, be stupid."

The dishes on the plate were clean, with only a little soup residue left. Xun Chuan took out a paper towel, picked up the red envelope and wiped it, then handed it to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu didn't want: "Take it, I'll keep it for you."

Xun Chuan had a meal, then threw it into his arms, and smiled, "It's not rare for your money."

Yan Yu caught the red envelope, looked at him, and asked, "Then you are scared of me?"

Xun Chuan stepped on him under the table.

Su Qing sat on the opposite side, collecting everything under her eyes, silently covering her face, revealing only a pair of brown eyes, lined with satin-like ink hair, faintly able to see her previous upside-down sentient beings: "You two, enough."

Yan Yu just laughed, and then quietly stuffed the red envelope into Xunchuan's pocket.

Life is too short, why fail each other.