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Chapter 6 That's Small

When he reached the door of the church, Song Qingyao realized that it was really a holy place to take wedding photos. There were actually seven couples taking turns taking photos.

The two walked around the periphery and entered the interior of the church. There were other tourists visiting here. Because of the semi-enclosed environment, the voices of some tourists seemed noisy.

Lin He stared at the four middle-aged women with the loudest voices in front of him, and wanted to step forward to remind them to keep their voices down, but before he could move, someone reminded them first.

When it was quiet over there, Lin He turned to look at Song Qingyao.

The man raised his head and was concentrating on the towering dome and the large chandelier.

The brightly colored murals on the dome attracted the attention of many people. After looking at them for a while, Song Qingyao took out his mobile phone and turned on the video mode to shoot at the exquisite murals.Lin He followed behind. Seeing that he was too focused and was hit by several people one after another, he pulled him to a side position and reminded: "Stand here, the angle of light is better."

Song Qingyao tried it, and found that it was indeed much better than the shooting location just now.He stared at the screen and asked casually, "Have you ever filmed here?"

Lin He paid attention to the passers-by for him: "No."

"Then how do you know the location is good?"

After looking up for a long time, Song Qingyao's neck felt a little sore. Seeing him raise his left hand to pinch the back of his neck, Lin He took his phone and said, "Let me take a picture for you."

Lin He turned on the professional photography function mode and flicked on the screen.Song Qingyao watched him adjust those difficult values, and the picture presented on the screen was more delicate and clear than the one he took just now, so he couldn't help asking: "Do you know photography?"

Cursing the corners of his lips, Lin He said, "Not to mention, just play in my spare time."

Amateur player Lin He made a nearly 10-minute video after adjusting the various values.He stopped and shot, and in addition to the dome and murals, he also photographed the entire internal structure of the church, as well as some architectural features and details.

When shooting, Lin He was very focused, especially immersed in the light and shadow, looking for micro-angles over and over again.Song Qingyao looked at the side for a while, and felt that his serious appearance really had the feeling of an outstanding student in Professor Aldrich's mouth.

After Lin He took several more angles, Song Qingyao said, "It's almost there."

He doesn't have that much enthusiasm for shooting architecture, but Lin He is like the kind of enthusiast who can't stop once he picks up the equipment.Hearing his reminder, Lin He really reacted, and returned the phone to him: "You don't have to worry about the battery, I have a mobile power bank in my bag."

Song Qingyao didn't explain, just nodded and walked outside.Several groups of tourists came in one after another in the church, and the current environment is noisier than before, making people completely unmotivated to appreciate it slowly.

Walking from the square, they continued to stroll along the path.When he arrived at a fork in the road, Lin He pointed to the direction to turn right: "There are many souvenir shops here, why don't you go in and have a look, and there are hand-made coffee sold at the stalls."

After strolling for more than an hour, Song Qingyao was indeed thirsty, so the two walked into the path lined with various ornamental flowers.The number of shops on both sides gradually increased. In addition to some small shops with artistic decoration, Song Qingyao also saw the hand-made coffee stand that Lin He mentioned.

The owner is a college girl with short boyish hair and a stud in the center of her lower lip.Wearing a baggy white T-shirt, jeans and a brown apron, she was making coffee for a customer.Song Qingyao watched from the side for a while, and couldn't help admiring the girl's beautiful posture in her heart. It seemed that she had learned it specially, and she didn't just set up a stall to fool people.

He loves coffee and has been relying on this slightly bitter but mellow drink since his first year in the Netherlands.He drank a lot, and he also learned how to brew by hand. He also studied the types of coffee beans to find the taste and brewing method that suits him.

However, these were all things he could do when he was studying. Later, after graduating and returning to China, he joined the emergency department of a tertiary hospital. He was so busy every day that he didn't even have enough time to sleep, so he couldn't find leisure to take care of the coffee machine.After he could even accept Starbucks and Ruixing, his tongue was so dull that he didn't care much.

In Yang Tingwei's words, this is what social animals should look like.He also reminded him not to waste the five-figure coffee machine at home, and sell it as soon as it can be sold, otherwise it will be even worse if it breaks down.

He does not agree with Yang Tingwei's views, but he will not refute and create disputes.Anyway, Yang Tingwei came to his house very few times a week, as long as he put the coffee machine in the storage room, Yang Tingwei would never notice.

Erasing the untimely people from his mind, Song Qingyao asked the people around him: "Have you ever drank the hand punch here?"

"How is that possible?" Lin He smiled, "I haven't been back for many years."

Song Qingyao nodded, thinking of the phone screen that Lin He showed him in the morning, those densely packed text, it seems that Lin He really put his heart into the strategy.

"Senior, do you want more milk?" Lin He asked while looking at the menu board on the floor as the customer in front was checking out.

Song Qingyao was also looking at the menu board: "Okay." He didn't want to drink too bitter coffee today.

"Then I'll add milk too." Touching his chin, Lin He walked up to the shopkeeper and asked for it. When the shopkeeper asked if he needed sugar cubes, Lin He said yes, but Song Qingyao said no.

The shopkeeper made two cups of coffee for them. When Lin He took out his mobile phone to pay, Song Qingyao said "Let me do it" and used his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay.While he was bowing his head to type, Lin He picked up the two cups of coffee on the table, and after he finished paying, he handed him the one with sugar in his right hand.

Song Qingyao didn't know about Lin He's small movements, but he glanced at Lin He immediately after taking a sip.

Lin He bent his eyes, and the dimple on his left cheek was as ostentatious as his expression of success: "Is it delicious?"

Song Qingyao wanted to say whether you are childish or not, but the sweetness of the mouthful you swallowed just now, coupled with the high-quality coffee beans selected by the owner and the brewing method, this cup of hand poured with sugar cubes is really rich and sweet The milk foam rolls in the throat, which makes people want to take another sip after drinking it.

Lin He took a sip of the unsweetened one and felt unaccustomed to it, so he asked the shopkeeper to add sugar cubes for him.Turning around after adding, Song Qingyao couldn't help laughing as soon as he saw his face.

Lin He felt puzzled, while Song Qingyao went to the store owner to buy two tissues, handed one to him, pointed to his upper lip and said, "Wipe it."

Lin He took out the screen of his mobile phone to take a picture and understood.

He drank milk froth to his mouth.

Wiping off the milk froth with a paper towel, Lin He said, "If you open the lid and drink it, you'll drink it in your mouth."

Song Qingyao took another sip of coffee, raised his legs and continued walking: "This kind of thing only happens to young people."

Lin He followed him, turned his face to remind him, "I'm only 4 years younger than you."

"That's also small." Song Qingyao went to visit a cultural and creative store called [Qingdao] next to him. He said this completely casually, but he didn't expect Lin He to take it seriously, and stepped in front of him to block him.

"I'm young?" Lin He said dissatisfied, "Senior, don't you know that you can't say that a man is small?"

"And are you sure I'm young?"

The person in front of him was grabbing "Xiao" and digging out the words, with a serious expression on his face.Song Qingyao was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what he was fussing about.

The current relationship between the two of them is not suitable to talk about this topic, but Song Qingyao didn't lose face, and just bypassed Lin He and walked into this cultural and creative product store.

Before he could answer, Lin He wanted to chase after him, but the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated at this moment.Lin He took it out to look, and the words "Ms. Tang" were displayed on the screen.

This is the eighth call Tang Biyun has made to him since yesterday.

He still didn't want to pick it up, and he still didn't want Tang Biyun to spoil his mood at a time like this.So he pressed the on-hook button, drank the rest of the coffee, and walked in as if nothing had happened.

Song Qingyao was choosing gifts at the souvenir counter.He came out this time at a random destination, and his colleagues knew about his outing. Although he didn't ask him to buy anything, he still wanted to choose a gift to give back.

It's just that he really didn't know how to choose gifts. Finally, he saw a Qingdao-limited handmade leather notepad that was very distinctive. He asked the clerk to take 25 of them in one go.Lin He saw it from the side, and stopped him and said that it would be tiring to go shopping with such a heavy thing. The clerk reminded him that there was a mail service, and Song Qingyao chose the mail.When filling in the address, he left Ji Gan's family, but Ji Gan received the express delivery in the studio, so he wrote Ji Qin as the recipient's name.

Lin He leaned to the side to watch, and saw that he had finished writing Qin, so he asked who it was.

"Good friend." Song Qingyao replied, after paying the money, he watched the clerk pack carefully and post the delivery slip before turning around and going out.

When he stepped over the threshold, Lin He asked again: "Is this Ji Qin a woman?"

Song Qingyao continued to walk forward, and turned his head when he heard this.

Lin He looked very casual, looking at the art glass of a row of storefronts next to him, as if this was just a very common problem.

Song Qingyao didn't see anything strange on his face, so he replied, "General men don't know how to name them with this word."

Lin He's footsteps paused slightly, and then followed.Song Qingyao thought he would say something, but he didn't expect him to say nothing after that, his expression was the same, but he became quiet inexplicably.

Song Qingyao went to several stores in a row. At his age, he no longer likes to buy cultural and creative products, but he still likes to read them.After all, this kind of place reminds him of his student days, his leisure time after class and on weekends.

This kind of leisure became more and more precious after he joined the work, so he didn't pay much attention to the overly quiet person next to him.After walking out of this street, Lin He pulled out from the state of the scenery board, and said, "Let's go eat."

Song Qingyao asked: "Where to eat?"

Lin He took a few steps forward, raised his hand to stop a taxi, opened the door and looked at him: "You will know when you arrive."

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He's upset~