Cappuccino Rhapsody

The porridge on the table was already cold.

Ling Jiangyuan took off his glasses and rubbed between his brows. The fatigue of staying up all night made him feel quite weak. It was just dawn outside, but the smell of steamed buns was already wafting in through the cracks in the window, and the sound of selling was far away. pass over.

The porridge was made by Ling Jiangyuan last night. In the extremely high temperature in late summer, it was no longer suitable for eating after a night. Ling Jiangyuan poured out the porridge, changed a pair of shoes, and went out to buy some fresh breakfast.

The aunt at the breakfast stand at the door saw him waving his hand: "Xiao Ling, come and try my sister's new bean stuffing! It's delicious!"

"Row."

"Two, right?" Auntie said, going to pack.

"Take five...no, let's take six." Ling Jiangyuan said.

"Eat so much?" Auntie swiftly took the bag and packed two bags, and gave him two cups of soy milk, "Is it for two people to eat? Have a girlfriend?"

Ling Jiangyuan took it over and said with a smile, "It's a junior who came to stay for a few days."

Ling Jiangyuan turned around and walked a long way, and heard the aunt's voice from behind: "I want to find a girlfriend and contact my sister, there are plenty of resources here!"

Ling Jiangyuan pushed open the door, his bedroom door was still closed, and Qi Xu still didn't come out.

Since yesterday morning, Qi Xu hasn't eaten anything, to the point of forgetting to eat or sleep.Ling Jiangyuan didn't expect that he would be so selfless when he wrote the lyrics.

Ling Jiangyuan didn't want to go in and disturb him, because he knew that it would be easy to lose inspiration if someone disturbed him during the creation process, but no matter how forgetful he was, he couldn't go without eating all day, so he hesitated and knocked on the door.

When Qi Xu opened the door, he stared at the dark circles under their eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

Ling Jiangyuan shook the pocket in his hand: "Four buns and a cup of soy milk."

"Thank you." Qi Xu took it and was about to close the door.

Ling Jiangyuan put his hand on the door frame and stopped him, "Wait—don't forget to eat no matter how busy you are, don't think that you don't care about your health if you are healthy, that's how you get stomach problems."

"Got it." Qi Xu looked at his hand, "Is there anything else?"

"I'm going to go to class later, I may come back at noon, I will check whether you have eaten at noon." Ling Jiangyuan patted him on the shoulder, and finally stopped nagging, "Go, eat again continue."

The door slammed shut with a bang.

The ground is full of waste paper, and the black scribble marks show the anxiety of the owner when he wrote it.

The sky outside was gradually turning cloudy, and the lights in the room were not turned on. Qi Xu's eyes were almost lost before he realized that his stomach was extremely hungry.He glanced at the draft in his hand that was finally satisfactory after several revisions, and let out a long sigh of relief.

After pinching the buns and porridge that were put aside, they were already cold.

But it shouldn't be noon yet—Qi Xu thought, Ling Jiangyuan hasn't come back to check yet.

But Qi Xu glanced at his mobile phone, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

It seemed that something was delayed.

Qi Xu yawned, took a bite of the cold bun, opened the door, but smelled a faint fragrance of corn, he was stunned for a moment, and walked to the kitchen.A pot of polenta was warming on the stove in the kitchen, bubbling, obviously it had been a while.

There was a message from Ling Jiangyuan on the phone, and Qi Xu only saw it at this time.

Ling Jiangyuan: Remember to eat, Xiao Xu.The porridge is warming in the kitchen, be careful not to get poisoned by gas.

Qi Xu was stunned for a moment, and all his attention was on the word "Xiao Xu".

He typed several types of words back and forth, and finally deleted them all, only replying with a very indifferent "oh".

Qi Xu didn't eat cold buns anymore, he drank the whole pot of porridge, his stomach was full, his whole body was lazy, and he was extremely satisfied.It was raining heavily outside, and Qi Xu suddenly thought that he wondered if Ling Jiangyuan had brought an umbrella when he went out.

The torrential rain stopped after only a few ten minutes, and Qi Xu was not given a chance to deliver an umbrella.Ling Jiangyuan told him to go to cappuccino after evening class, Qi Xu tidied up and went out, and when he reached the door, he went back to get an umbrella.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, there were not many people in the cappuccino today.Qi Xu put the umbrella on the front desk, and the girl at the front desk pointed the way: "Just follow here and go in."

Should be a cappuccino lounge.

Qi Xu walked through the long and narrow alleys, and finally arrived at the destination, which was a small closed door.

The space in the house is narrow, with a bed and a writing desk, and the other three cappuccino people sitting in it seem very crowded.

"Here we come." Liu Jiajia was the first to greet, "Come and sit down. This is Xie Congjia's bed. Don't worry, just sit down."

Qi Xu sat at the desk and asked, "Where's Ling Jiangyuan?"

"Come here." Xie Congjia said, "Ling Jiangyuan said you wrote a poem? Let's take a look."

Qi Xu was very satisfied with the work he had revised for two days and one night. He raised his eyebrows and confidently handed it out. Liu Jiajia got it first.

Within 2 minutes, Ling Jiangyuan came.His clothes were a little wet, obviously from the rain.He shook off the remaining rainwater on his hands and said, "Has everyone watched it? How is it?"

"Not bad." Xie Congjia said, "It's an interesting word."

"I think it's pretty good." Liu Jiajia said, "Professionals are different. They are much better than those of us who make up things. It seems that we really have hope."

Li Lang only glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, and then said "um".

Qi Xu's tail was almost up to the sky, he took his draft from Li Lang's hand, looked up at Ling Jiangyuan, and said, "Do you want to take a look?"

"Of course the captain has to take a look." Ling Jiangyuan smiled, "Make room for me."

Qi Xu was stunned for a moment, the seat he was sitting on was a single stool that wasn't too wide, how crowded it was for two people.

Seeing Qi Xu not moving, Liu Jiajia teased, "This is a special captain's bench."

Qi Xu said "oh", then moved a little to the side, leaving a small place for Ling Jiangyuan, and Ling Jiangyuan actually sat down.

His expression was quite relaxed at first, but holding the draft paper, the more he looked down, the more serious his expression became, and in the end, he even frowned slightly.

Qi Xu's emotions also fell to the bottom of the valley following the other party's expression.

"You don't like it?" Liu Jiajia was the first to break the silence.

Ling Jiangyuan thought for a while, pressed the draft paper on the desk behind, and said, "You all think it's good?"

"It's pretty good." Liu Jiajia said, "That word looks like a cultural person."

Only then did Qi Xu realize that these people might not be serious when they praise others.

He glanced at Qi Xu and said, "What?"

"I think..." Ling Jiangyuan paused, "Not very good."

Ling Jiangyuan's words, like a sudden big slap, made Qi Xu's face hot.

Qi Xu has always boasted that he is talented, otherwise he would not have dropped out of school to make music, not to mention that the lyrics he did not write so seriously before were all admired by everyone. Today's thin The draft paper is still the result of his two days and one night, but he can only get such a comment from Ling Jiangyuan, how can he be in a good mood?

Qi Xu's face also pulled down.

Ling Jiangyuan picked up the draft paper and asked as gently as possible: "Is this the only song? Are there any others?"

The implication is that Qi Xu should have achieved more results after staying for so long without eating, drinking or sleeping.

Qi Xu felt that his self-esteem seemed to be thrown on the ground and trampled on ruthlessly, and his face was instantly difficult.He stood up with a cold face, and said: "It's gone." Qi Xu pulled out his draft paper at once, turned his head and went out the door.

"You are too strict." Even Li Lang said that, "He is only seventeen or eighteen, and he has not learned systematically, which is normal."

Ling Jiangyuan said: "But blindly pampering him will only make him complacent and will not make progress."

Liu Jiajia said: "It's the first time for someone to give you some confidence."

Xie Congjia said: "Ling Jiangyuan, you always don't insist on what you should insist on, and you have more principles than anyone else on what you shouldn't insist on."

"My fault." Ling Jiangyuan smiled helplessly, "I'll go out and ask this big baby I found so hard to come back, okay?"

Walking out of the cappuccino, the noisy world is completely isolated by the soundproof walls. The empty streets are as quiet as if there is no one in this world. The ground that has just rained is reflected by the moonlight. Hui, the narrow one next to the cappuccino, on the stairs leading to the aisle on the second floor, Qi Xu sat there, clutching that thin piece of paper, thinking about something extremely depressed.

The child's self-esteem must have been really hit, and his face was almost wrinkled into a piece of paper.

Ling Jiangyuan smiled, and couldn't help but reflect on himself, he seemed a little too strict.

With one hand in his pocket, Ling Jiangyuan walked slowly towards the stairs. Qi Xu raised his head when he heard footsteps, and met Ling Jiangyuan's eyes.

Just as Ling Jiangyuan was about to speak, he saw Qi Xu quickly crumpled the draft paper in his hand, and then turned his head away.

"Sorry," Ling Jiangyuan had no choice but to apologize first, and even worried that the child would ignore him, "I should be more tactful."

On the contrary, it hurts the child's self-esteem even more.

But Qi Xu moved his butt to the side, leaving a width for Ling Jiangyuan to sit on.

Ling Jiangyuan took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside Qi Xu, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Qi Xu's voice sound like a mosquito: "What..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Qi Xu was awkward: "Where...why can't it work?"

"What?" Because the voice was too low, Ling Jiangyuan couldn't hear clearly, so he had to ask again.

The child seemed to be annoyed, and glared at Ling Jiangyuan, then unfolded the crumpled paper properly, placed it on his knees, smoothed it, pressed it, and then turned to Ling Jiangyuan After a while, he said loudly with great momentum: "I'll ask you what's wrong!"

Ling Jiangyuan was stunned for a moment.

Qi Xu said, "I'll just change it."

It may be that the moonlight is too gentle, against the half of Qi Xu's face, making those deep eyes shine with a heart-pounding light at this moment.

At that moment, Ling Jiangyuan felt that the light in Qi Xu's eyes was really pretty.