The Sea King Sends the Scumbags to the Crematorium | BL, MTL

Chapter 8: Being each other's substitutes

Chapter 8: Being each other's substitutes

According to the convention of the coffee shop, the pianist's working hours on weekends have to continue until five o'clock in the afternoon. And Lin Jianxi usually plays for a while longer, waits until the peak meal time of the small cafeteria next door is over, and then slowly walks over to have dinner.

But today, the five o'clock clock just struck, and the young man immediately got up excitedly and prepared to leave work, and even finished the song in his hands hastily, looking completely impatient.

"Xiao Lin, you seem to be very happy today, do you have a date?" Kevin, the barista in the store, asked gossipingly while skillfully holding the cup and drawing latte art.

Lin Jianxi blushed when he heard it, and waved his hands and denied it repeatedly.

"No, it's not a date, I just went to help a friend."

Kevin immediately smiled knowingly.

He rushed to help and was so anxious, and his face was full of spring feelings, and he said it was not a date.

He was an experienced person and knew that young people were thin-skinned. He did not poke them. He put down his coffee cup and sighed lightly: "It's great to be young. Have fun."

"...Yeah." Lin Jianxi curled the corners of his mouth and smiled shyly.

The time agreed with Lu Wenfeng was to meet at the bakery at 5:30. Lin Jianxi took a taxi. Fortunately, the road was not congested and the driver took a shortcut. He arrived at the destination a few minutes earlier.

Now the employees of the store have been recruited and are in the trial operation stage. When he pushed open the glass door, the store manager was leading everyone to discuss the plan for the official opening and confirm the new products to be launched this quarter. The atmosphere was very lively.

"Excuse me, is Senior Wenfeng here?" Lin Jianxi poked his furry head out from behind the door and asked politely.

He came here many times, and everyone in the store was very familiar with him, so someone immediately replied to him: "In the back kitchen, probably still decorating the cake."

"Thank you." Lin Jianxi smiled at him and turned to the back kitchen according to the path he remembered.

As a result, as soon as his hand touched the door handle, there was a "click" sound, and the door automatically popped open.

The unexpected movement startled him and he staggered, but just as he took a small step back, his shoulder was supported by a warm and powerful hand.

"Be careful!"

Lin Jianxi subconsciously looked up after using the force to stabilize his body. The first thing he saw was the young man's warm and gentle smile.

He was very tall and had clear eyebrows and eyes. He would have an imposing aura when he stood there, but because of the soft ripples in his eyes, he did not give people the slightest sense of oppression. He was indeed a modest gentleman.

Lu Wenfeng. He really lives up

to his name, like smelling the spring breeze.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxi, I opened the door too quickly and scared you." Lu Wenfeng's voice was filled with a hint of apology, and his tone was very gentle. "You came so early?"

"Early?" Lin Jianxi looked at his watch with a surprised look, and retorted in a puzzled manner: "It's half past five now, just the time we agreed on."

"But I see you've been very busy recently, and you don't have much time to reply to messages. I was prepared for you to be late today, but I didn't expect you to give me a surprise."