Zhong Xinxin saw Sheng Chuncheng looking gloomy all night.
There was a fat old Tang, who seemed to be a very important customer in the store. When he came, Sheng Chuncheng performed the technique on him personally, and then handed it over to Xiao Wang to brush his back.
Sheng Chuncheng changed his clothes and came out, still sitting on the sofa in the front hall in a daze.
Not only Zhong Xinxin saw it, but also Xiao An. She came over and asked Zhong Xinxin quietly: "Master, what's wrong with him?"
Zhong Xinxin shook her head and said, "I don't know."
Xiao An was surprised: "When we saw him at noon, he was fine, wasn't he? What was he doing in the afternoon?"
Zhong Xinxin still said she didn’t know.
The cashier next to him said that Mr. Sheng went to a customer in the afternoon and paid the money when he came back.
"Is there anyone else coming?" Xiao An asked.
The cashier said no.
Xiao An came over and stood next to Sheng Chuncheng. Sheng Chuncheng was sitting there without noticing, looking out of the glass in the hall.
It has been raining all afternoon and now it has finally stopped.
"What are you doing?" Xiao An asked.
Sheng Chuncheng said "Oh", turned his head, looked at Xiao An and smiled.
"What's the matter?" Xiao An asked.
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "It's okay. I have something to do. I'm just at work."
"No, I've been observing you all night, and you've been out of sorts all night, as if you've lost your soul." Xiao An said.
"Boring." Sheng Chuncheng scolded, "Why are you observing me? If you have this time, you might as well go give Zhong Xinxin a massage."
Xiao An said that's right. You reminded me that there are empty beds now.
"The same goes for Zhong Xinxin. She knew there was a seat available but didn't say anything," Xiao An said.
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "You have to say this kind of thing, but she won't take the initiative. Do you understand?"
"I understand, this honest kid is really worrying." Xiao An said and walked away. Sheng Chuncheng couldn't help but laugh. Xiao An was obviously not a few years older than Zhong Xinxin, with this tone.
When Xiao An heard Sheng Chuncheng's laughter, he turned his head and smiled at him, then called towards the cashier: "Ambassador Zhong, let's go."
When Zhong Xinxin heard this, she knew she was going to give her a massage, so she quickly came out of the cashier and the two of them walked inside.
On the second day in the store, Zhong Xinxin got a nickname, called Ambassador Zhong. Sheng Chuncheng heard it and didn’t understand it, so he asked Xiao An, what kind of ambassador? Xiao An said image ambassador. Sheng Chuncheng asked again, who gave it to Xiao An?
He said, I don’t know, that’s what they call it anyway.
Sheng Chuncheng sat there and continued to look outside, his eyes blank, and his mind kept thinking about the scenes of the afternoon. He felt complicated and depressed.
After arriving at the store to play business, Sheng Chuncheng accompanied Zhong Xinxin to take the subway and return to Binjiang. The two of them didn't talk along the way. When they left the station and walked to the shared bicycle parking spot, Zhong Xinxin couldn't help it anymore.
ask:
"Dad, what happened to you today?"
Sheng Chuncheng said: "Nothing."
"Are you not happy to give it to me?" Zhong Xinxin asked.
"No, no." Sheng Chuncheng said, "It has nothing to do with you at all. I just feel a little tired."
Zhong Xinxin said "Oh".
Sheng Chuncheng said: "By the way, let's go for a run on the greenway. I haven't run for a long time."
"Nervous, rainy day?"
"Isn't it no longer possible?"
Zhong Xinxin felt something was wrong: "Didn't you just say you were tired?"
"I was tired before, but I'm not tired now." Sheng Chuncheng said with a smile, "You don't allow me a chance to turn around."
"It's a reversal of nerves," Zhong Xinxin said, "Let's go, let's go, run."
The two biked to the greenway. Although the ground was still wet, the plastic track was already half dry. When they started running, Zhong Xinxin thought that this was the first time when Sheng Chuncheng was running here that no one had to use a rope with him.
Their bodies were connected together. The blind man from before was either running with her or Guo Shuang with a rope.
Thinking of this, Zhong Xinxin felt happy for Sheng Chuncheng.
However, she also felt that the visible Sheng Chuncheng was more complicated than the blind Sheng Chuncheng. She could see through him before, but now, there seemed to be a layer between him that she couldn't see through.
The next morning, Sheng Chuncheng went to LinkedIn School. At noon, Xiao An and Zhong Xinxin also came over early, and the three of them ate in the school cafeteria. After the two exchanged information about the students, Xiao An asked Sheng Chuncheng:
"Where else are you going this afternoon?"
"Professor Zheng's place." Sheng Chuncheng said. After thinking about it, he added: "I have met Zhong Xinxin, an old client of mine."
Zhong Xinxin nodded beside her, she knew it was the old lady from the University of Metrology.
"By the way, Yu Dazi and the others are not free during this period. It's the end of the year. They are preparing for the New Year's Eve concert and rehearsing all day and night. You can arrange his class to the second or third of next month.
He said that since they have a rest these two days, he can bring people over." Sheng Chuncheng and Xiao An said.
Xiao An nodded and said he understood.
When Sheng Chuncheng returned to the store from LinkedIn School, the first thing he did was go to the cashier, apply for a diamond card for her in Mr. Lan's name, and pay the money.
Sheng Chuncheng asked for an envelope from "Everyone Slimming", put the card inside, and sealed it. There was nothing written on the envelope.
Holding the envelope, Sheng Chuncheng walked to the sofa and sat down. He opened the Dada City Express app and placed an order.
After a while, the courier boy arrived, and Sheng Chuncheng handed the envelope to him.
Sheng Chuncheng stood up and walked out to the teahouse next door. There was not a single customer in the teahouse. Sheng Chuncheng sat down at the booth far away from the bar. He waited for the boss to bring him tea and then left.
I found Mr. Lan's phone number on my mobile phone and dialed it.
The phone rang twice and was picked up. Mr. Lan said: "Xiao Sheng, how are you?"
Sheng Chuncheng did not answer yes or no, but said: "Mr. Lan, I cooperated with someone to open a massage parlor..."
"It's a good thing, do you need money?" Mr. Lan interrupted him.
Sheng Chuncheng said quickly: "No, no, Mr. Lan, I called you because I wanted to tell you that I have applied for a card for you in our store and have asked the courier to deliver it to you. It should be there soon.
arrive."
Mr. Lan said "Oh".
"Mr. Lan, if you need a massage in the future, just come to the store and I will give you a good massage. Also, if you need door-to-door service, there is a service phone number. If you call, the store will send someone there."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
Sheng Chuncheng's hand holding the phone trembled slightly as he waited.
The other end of the phone continued to be silent. After a while, the phone was hung up, and a rapid "Dudu" sound came from inside.
Sheng Chuncheng held his cell phone and stared blankly for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief.
Sheng Chuncheng stood up, walked to the bar, scanned the QR code and paid the bill.
The boss came over to clean up. He saw that the pot of tea was still full and even the cups were still dry.
"What's wrong?" the boss grunted, and walked out of the door, turned to the left, and looked next door. Sheng Chuncheng's back was no longer visible.
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