Fall in love with summer flamingos

The three of them each picked up a shared bicycle at the entrance of the community and went to the barbecue stall they often ate at. At ten o'clock in the evening, the barbecue stall was full of people, including college students, high school students, a few couples, and a few tables of middle-aged men.

There was a table with a man on the left with a round belly that made his loose shirt fill up. The man above him had half a Mediterranean hair. There was another thin and small man who looked more gentle.

There were empty beer bottles under the table. The man with a bulging belly was chatting with the uncle from Guangmingding with great enthusiasm. He even took the time to ask the proprietress to add 10 more skewers of meat. Some saliva like drizzle splashed out of his mouth and fell from the air.

There wasn't even an empty table. A young man had the foresight to move a table for them to sit on the curb. He gave each of the three people a small stool. "Oh, sorry, there are a lot of people here today. Please bear with me and sit here for a while. I'll move you to a free table later."

In November, three people stood by the road, looking at a small table and a small stool. Meng Zhao sat down with his long down jacket on his butt.

Looking down from above, the little stool was nowhere to be seen. He rubbed his hands and looked up at the two people who were still standing.

"Sit down, it's cold standing up."

Winter in the north started to get cold very early. Half a month ago, they all put on cotton-padded jackets and down jackets. Meng Zhaolian even put on the big red sweater knitted by his grandmother.

Su Yangxia wore a black cotton jacket with a round-neck sweater underneath, revealing a white neck.

The cold wind blew on his neck and he instantly got goose bumps. He gritted his teeth, put his hands in his pockets and sat down.

Gu Shiye looked at the man at the table just now, then looked at the low table and small stool on the ground, the table still gleaming with oil...

He frowned, his hands hanging down at his sides, pinching his gray sweatpants, and then glanced at his white down jacket. He couldn't sit down at all.

Su Yangxia raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, blinked her eyes, looked at it, took out a napkin from the table and wiped every corner of the table, and rubbed the table with her sleeves, then raised her hand to show him.

Then he stood up and took out several tissues, spread them on the small stool for him, held the stool with his hands, squatted on the side, raised his head and chin, and nodded.

"Your Majesty, please sit down...it's not dirty now."

He looked at Su Yangxia, who was squatting on the ground, shivering with cold, breathing out white air, but with a gleam in his eyes, his eyes filled with expectation... He moved his feet and sat down sideways.

Seeing him sit down, the person squatting next to him stood up and sat back on the small stool opposite him with a silly smile on his face.

"Please bear with it this time, let's go to a more upscale place next time."

"Why are you like my grandma?" Meng Zhao sneered at him with a look of disgust, shrinking his neck.

Su Yangxia was displeased by the sudden teasing.

"If your grandmother becomes like me, you'd be so unfilial... Let her go and get a grandson instead." Su Yangxia retorted without hesitation...

The young man came running over with the menu and looked apologetic. "Sorry, I was too busy just now. You guys order first." Su Yangxia pushed the menu in front of him.

"You order, we come here often"

He looked at the menu, then handed it back to the person opposite him and said, "You guys order, I've never had barbecue before."

The person on the other side nodded as if he understood. "Okay, then I'll order whatever I want." He ticked the boxes quickly and finished the order in less than a minute.

Meng Zhao's face showed mixed colors. He turned his body to the object of his curiosity and said, "Brother Ye, you have never eaten barbecue..."

"Well... my dad doesn't allow me to eat these, he thinks they are unclean."

"It's so hard to be the eldest son of a wealthy family. It's almost like a top female star not being allowed to eat..." He muttered and shook his shoulders.

Gu Shiye looked at his expression that said, "Fortunately, I'm not the one," and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Well, it's good like this, you are free."

Su Yangxia looked at his white down jacket which didn't even have a pocket, and reached out to grab his clothes.

"Gu Shiye, your clothes are too thin... How can they keep you warm?" There aren't even any pockets. Won't you feel cold if you put your hands outside?"

Faced with the sudden concern for him, he was a little uncomfortable and didn't know how to respond.

He clenched his fists on his knees, and his knuckles were now a little white from the cold.

"City A doesn't get cold this early in the winter. I didn't bring anything warm when I came here."

The person opposite him frowned and looked very unhappy.

"I'll ask Gu Shiye to send a few tomorrow, or I'll buy them after the exam."

After the explanation, Su Yangxia's expression finally relaxed. He felt that Gu Shiye was a person who was very caring towards others, but he didn't care about himself at all...

He looked at the cars passing by in the middle of the road and then at the busy boss inside. He felt bitter and sad. He slowly turned around and met his gaze.

"I'll get you one of mine from my house tomorrow, and then you can return it to me."

"Um...Okay, thank you, Xiazi..."

Gu Shiye teased him with the intention of easing the atmosphere. The man opposite him raised his lips slightly, blinked his peach blossom eyes, and said jokingly and frivolously:

"You're welcome. This is my job."

Meng Zhao smacked his lips crazily, trying to find a sense of existence. "Alright, alright, you two... that's enough.

Su Yangxia, I always feel awkward around you lately... ?

The last sentence was said with great seriousness, and with a hint of strong unhappiness.

"Come on, three handsome guys, here comes the skewers!!! Take your time to eat, if you need a drink, just call me." The young man put the plate on the table with an enthusiastic look on his face.