Chen Xia

Chapter 87 One Middle School

The green street lights outside the window retreated quickly, the speed of the car was very fast, and the two got off near No. [-] Middle School.

Because of her career, Ye Mian has been paying attention to the Internet trends for a long time. In addition, her studio has a blogger who explores the direction of the store. She needs to read the written manuscript. She has heard a little about the new delicacies in Wencheng and Jiangcheng.

It was natural to lead the way.

Looking at the familiar campus from afar.

No. [-] Middle School is still the same as in the memory. The dilapidated gate is covered with vines and green leaves, showing the best interpretation of youth.

Ye Mian rolled her eyes, pointed at the school gate and smiled at Jiang Chen: "When I was studying, I used to look forward to the holidays. I still felt uncomfortable every time I passed by this gate. Now I feel nostalgic about it."

Jiang Chen followed her gaze, then casually said, "Well, it hasn't changed much."

The evening wind blew on the two of them, following them all the way to the teahouse.

This teahouse is very unique, with no dazzling signboard. There is only a palm-sized wooden sign hanging in front of the door, with one word engraved on it: tea.

As soon as someone walks by, the wooden sign swings in circles with the airflow, and the electronic doorbell makes a pleasant ringing sound: "We have a guest."

Ye Mian was also here for the first time. She took Jiang Chen and sat down at the innermost seat. The two faced each other. The waiter poured two glasses of water and brought out a list.

Ye Mian ordered himself a cup of milk tea and some snacks, while Jiang Chen ordered a cup of tea.

Ye Mian took another look at the bland tea in front of him. It had no decorations and no other taste. His taste seemed to always be so light and bland, just like him.

The wind is very cool today, and there are many pedestrians walking near the street.

The teahouse is hidden in the bustling city, full of fireworks.

Most of the people sitting in the teahouse are young couples, leaning on each other shoulder to shoulder, and there is a strong atmosphere of leisure and comfort at night.

Ye Mian took a sip of the milk tea, and the sweet aroma of wheat lingered in her mouth. She hesitated for a moment, but asked, "Why did you suddenly return to Jiangcheng?"

"I have something to do when I come back." Jiang Chen picked up a tissue and wiped it on his hands slowly.

"..."

What he said was still so ambiguous, Ye Mian lost his temper after being tortured.

Just at this time, the clerk served a plate of boneless chicken wings. She put on her gloves and tried to grab them, but was held by the man.

"It's very hot." His eyes drooped slightly, he first wrapped the chicken wings with gloves, then wrapped a layer of paper towels around the edges of the gloves, and then handed it to Ye Mian: "Eat it."

Ye Mian looked at the fried golden and crispy chicken wings, took it, said thank you, and began to eat in small bites.

After chewing twice, Ye Mian raised her head and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Jiang Chen was sitting right across from her, his gaze swept across her face, and he glanced at the greasy chicken wings on the plate.

"Don't eat."

"Okay, but it's really delicious. This store has pretty good reviews."

Ye Mian seemed to regret that he didn't taste it. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he still couldn't help but mutter: "It's really delicious. It's a pity that when we were in school, we didn't know there was such a delicious restaurant here, huh?" , but knowing that I probably didn’t have a lot of money, the business might not have been very good at that time, and it was because the short video became popular that there were so many people. If it hadn’t been for night, we probably wouldn’t have had a seat.”

After Ye Mian finished speaking, he was about to immerse himself in drinking milk tea when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly froze.

She was sitting not far from the window, so she could see the people passing by or coming in at a glance.

She paused with her hand holding the side of the cup.

At that moment, she seemed to see a few men and women looking at her from the opposite street, as if they were waiting for someone, or confirming something.

Especially a few boys, who looked as old as them, but behaved like social gangsters. They had tattoos on their arms, which were so big that they looked very bluffing.

She was sure that she didn't know the group of people in front of her, but when she glanced at Jiang Chen, she thought it was impossible.

When Jiang Chen was in Jiangcheng, he was known as an excellent student, how could he know such a person.

So, Ye Mian quickly looked outside again, and stopped talking.

After eating, it was too late.

Ye Mian rushed to check out, the moment Jiang Chen picked up the phone, Ye Mian took out the money from the bag.

"I have cash, I'll come."

Since the last time Jiang Chen returned the bag to her, her 1000 yuan prostitution money has returned to the bag in its entirety.

She doesn't use cash very often, just to prevent her phone from running out of battery, and it's just right for paying bills.

Unexpectedly, it played an important role in grabbing orders now.

Jiang Chen glanced at the girl whose eyes were shining because she had successfully snatched the order, and smiled slightly, "Sure enough, it's easier to be the top card."

Hearing this, Ye Mian's cheeks turned red and she felt unnatural all over.

All conscience, this time she really didn’t treat Jiang Chen as a male model

She just didn't want to unilaterally accept Jiang Chen's contribution all the time.

Ye Mian didn't have time to return the hotel and various gifts last time.

Now the relationship between the two of them seems to be the same as before, but the relationship is a little closer, and it is necessary for you to come and go.

The night was too thick to melt in the street.

The waiter at the checkout looked a little panicked. When he took the money, his hand slipped and he accidentally dropped the money on the ground.

After dawdling for two or three minutes, I finally handed out the receipt.

When she looked up again, she had a forced smile on her face: "Welcome... come next time."

Ye Mian looked at her face, and suddenly felt a little familiar, but it was just a little familiar, and when she looked closer, she suddenly felt very strange.

After leaving the teahouse, Ye Mian and Jiang Chen returned the same way.

Immediately, the men with flowery arms saw this, and followed behind with their arms around each other.

Feeling the sound of footsteps, Jiang Chen's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes briefly left the road in front of him.

After carefully observing the faces of those people, he put his phone back into his pocket.

He stopped and suddenly said casually to the girl next to him: "Ye Mian, I have something to do for a while and I can't see you off. You can take a taxi home here."

Ye Mian raised her head and looked at him as she said, a little confused, "There's no car here. It's okay. If you're in a hurry, just leave first. I'll take a taxi on the main road later."

Jiang Chen stared at her closely, his eyes became sharp without any concealment, but he didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Mian was overwhelmed by what he saw and tilted her head, "Really, don't worry about me, you can go first."

The sound of those gangsters laughing and scolding came from behind. It was sharp and harsh, and it was hard to hear.

She had an intuition that this was not a good place, and was about to ask Jiang Chen to leave with her first.

Jiang Chen suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, and pushed Ye Mian to the nearest alley, "Go this way, go back first."

The movement was rude and inconsistent with his usual gentle demeanor, but it effectively made Ye Mian change his position.

No matter how unresponsive she was, she should have figured it out, those gangsters seemed to be targeting Jiang Chen.

(End of this chapter)