As usual, the quiet guests in the coffee shop are occasionally a crisp sound from the edge of the coffee spoon, slow conversation, and sometimes a few laughs.

There are also waiters who are slid on their phones to gossip news on their phones, staring at the elite store manager on their computers, and the boss who is sitting by the window flipping through magazines.

The only difference is that it may be that I haven't seen the diligent male waiter for several days. Without his busy figure, I always feel that something is missing.

This is what many people think.

Chen Xing looked out the window, the buildings were the same, but he never got tired of seeing the scenery.

He also felt that without Amuro Toru, he felt a little uncomfortable in life.

Is it because there is no quarrel? Or there is a friend missing? He can't say it.

The wind chime at the door rang, and then Azusa Homoto shouted in surprise, "Yamu? You're here!"

The page-turning action paused. Chen Xing pinched a corner of the paper, and an invisible smile appeared on his lips, but in just a moment, when the familiar aura came over, he had already returned to his expressionless appearance.

"Boss, I'm here to go to work." Toru Amuro leaned over with his hands behind his back.

"Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?" Chen Xing didn't look up.

"It's almost a week, and it's almost gone." Amuro said with a smile.

"Then go to work." Chen Xing said lightly.

Amuro raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he didn't expect that this guy would have such a cold attitude if he didn't see him for a few days.

After a while, seeing that he was not moving, Chen Xing glanced at him, "Is there anything else?"

"No." Amuro looked at the table, not black tea but coffee.

He grinned and quickly changed his work clothes.

When passing by the bar, he asked Azusa Tomoto, "Xiao Zi, why didn't you make tea for the boss?"

Azusa Tomoto stuck out her tongue, "The boss hasn't eaten tea these days when you are not here."

Anmuro was stunned for a moment, then looked at the man by the window, and was silent for a moment. He said, "The boss's tea is still in the old place, right?"

"Yes." Azusa Hiromoto nodded subconsciously.

After Amuro Tomo skillfully poured out the tea leaves from the tea pot without using a tea spoon. Just tilt the tea pot and tap the fingers at the bottom, the tea leaves poured out just right.

Next to him, Azusa Hiromoto was lying on the table and stared at it without blinking.

"No wonder the boss only drinks the tea you make. This craft is more than enough to be a tea artist." She couldn't help but exclaim.

"Practice makes perfect." Amuro smiled and gentle.

"I feel that Amuro is good at doing everything." Azusa Komoto envied.

Tori Amuro thought for a while, "Maybe this is talent."

In fact, he has something he is not doing.

"You're not here." Azusa Komoto curled her lips.

By the window, Chen Xing was flipping through the magazine absent-mindedly. When he saw the baking pastry on it, he inexplicably remembered the days when Belmode was very close to him. She said that her name was Haruko Shengxia and she was a newly graduated baker.

He lit the magazine unconsciously, and his fingertips and smooth paper made a slight sound.

"Does the boss want to eat cake?" As Azusa Komoto asked curiously when she brought the black tea.

Chen Xun came back to his senses, "No, I'm thinking about things."

"Oh, try this tea." Azusaki Komoto smiled.

Chen Xing was a little confused.

"It was Amuro just soaked." Azusa Komoto whispered.

Chen Xing said, who is different from the same tea leaves or water?

Although he thought so, he still blew gently and drank a little.

Azusa Hiromoto turned her back to him and quietly made a gesture toward the Tuo who was holding the rag.

At the bar, Amuro laughed and continued to wipe the table.

...

The next day.

"I'm so sorry. In order to make up for the terrible incident we encountered on the Suzuki Express before, we didn't expect to even entertain us on a villa in the Izu Plateau."

Maori Kogoro was driving the car, and he was clearly saying gratitude and serious words, but his expression was rippling.

--The villa is very close to the tennis court, and when the old man thinks of the youthful tennis girls gathered on the tennis court, he is so excited.

Anyway, it's very exciting.

"But, it doesn't matter if we don't make it special." Ran Mori said in the back of the car.

"It's just a way to compensate you." Yuanzi smiled and said, "Actually we are going to do tennis special training."

"Special training?" Maori Ran suddenly realized, "The date of the tennis match is coming soon, right?"

"Yeah." Yuanzi nodded.

Ran Maori looked at her in confusion. Based on her understanding of her best friend, the reason must be that simple.

When she was staring at her, Yuanzi couldn't hide her worries, "It's because of her happiness."

"Qixuan?" Ran Maori was puzzled.

The co-pilot also suddenly turned his head and said in confusion: "Are you going to date Chen Xing?"

"What date!" Yuanzi retorted anxiously, but the blush on her face revealed her thoughts.

"Is it really a date?" Ran Maori was happy for her.

"Not that." Yuanzi said with sarcastic words: "Do you remember that I said before, did I often play tennis with him when I was a child?"

Ran Maori nodded, "You said you taught the tennis of Chenxun."

Conan laughed, the version he heard was not like this. He still remembered a dark-hearted guy saying that every time Yuanzi taught him to play tennis, he would go home with panda eyes.

Yuanzi held his hands together, unable to hide his nervousness, "I just thought he was fine, and then I took this opportunity to ask him out to play tennis."

Ran Maori said in a slight manner: "You childhood sweethearts can also relive beautiful memories."

Yuanzi covered her face shyly.

In fact, this is indeed a girl's trick. Since she saw Chen Xing pulling a woman away on the platform that day, she felt like she was being pulled by something, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.

This is probably what boys and girls in youth are confused. They are worried that the failure to confess will end the relationship, and they are worried that they will lose the other person one day if they do nothing.

"But, are you going to beat him?" asked Ran Maori.

After all, I heard from Yuanzi that she always won when she played tennis with Chen Xing when she was a child, but now she has grown up and Chen Xing is a boy again. If she still keeps winning now, would he be less face-saving?

Yuanzi held her head proudly, "Of course, how could I lose!"

Seeing her so confident, Conan blinked and began to wonder whether what Chen Xing said was true or false. Maybe it was him who was wearing panda eyes at that time?

"Don't worry, this time I'll hire a master as a sparring player for you." Maori Kogoro said mysteriously.

--Youth must be painful. In beautiful memories, parents like him must make their children stumble.

"Master?" Conan was surprised and curious. When did this uncle know the master in this industry?

Kogoro Maori was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that he could not give him a fist of love.

"Who is it?" Maori Ran said curiously.

"You will know then." Kogoro Mouri was very strict this time.
Chapter completed!