Long Street

On New Year's Eve, Xiang Yuwo played mahjong in the "Senior Activity Center".

The phone rang non-stop on the mahjong table, and she answered the phone after touching a piece of nine pieces and calling out.

Tang Yuchi yelled on the phone: "Do you mean Xiangyu? The person who gave the gift and ran away? I'll buy a couplet and you won't wait for me to come back?"

In the morning, Xiang Yu went to Tang's house and gave New Year gifts to **** fathers and mothers.

Tang Yuchi was not there at the time, and she didn't wait for him to come back. After sending the things, she chatted with her godfather and godmother for a few days, and then she got up and left.

It came out from the phone that Tang Yuchi took a bite of something to eat. He chewed and complained vaguely: "If I just asked who bought this strawberry, I don't know you have been here. Where are you now? I'm looking for it. You go play."

"Mahjong Hall, have we been here before, come?"

"Come, wait for me!"

Half an hour later, Tang Yuchi drove to him, replaced Xiang Yu, and took the 200 yuan that Xiang Yu won into the battle.

Xiang Yu moved a chair and sat aside playing with snakes.

After two hours, Tang Yuchi lost all of the 200 yuan, and he went in more than 400. He said that he was not lucky with the card, so he wanted to go.

The three players at the poker table won money and were very reluctant to leave him, the charity master, to stay for a long time.

"Stop playing, you guys continue."

Xiang Yu left the bag of melon seed snacks he bought before to the card friends on the table, and the card friends were willing to let them go with a smile.

Tang Yuchi lost money and lost his tongue dryly: "Have you bought water?"

"This, do you drink it?"

Xiang Yu pointed to the 2.5-liter large bucket of mineral water under the chair beside him, one third of which had been drunk.

Young Master Tang widened his eyes: "No, how do you drink this thing?"

"Hold a bucket to drink, why can't you drink it?"

"You are also a beautiful woman anyway, so careless about your image in the mahjong hall? Just holding a bucket to drink?"

"Beauty is beautiful in every way, understand?"

Tang Yuchi really didn't know what to do. He lifted it up and took two sips, and sprinkled a little on his clothes: "You can't buy a few in normal clothes? Is it easy to drink like this?"

Xiang Yu didn't take it seriously, opened the door curtain and stepped out: "This is cheap."

Behind him, Tang Yuchi seemed to say, "Following people like Jin Fubai who spend money, didn't actually change your problem."

The mahjong hall was too noisy, the transparent plastic curtain crackled and smashed down, Xiang Yu didn't listen to it.

Only when the name faintly appeared in her ears, she unnaturally turned her gaze to the sun in the distance.

Out of the mahjong hall, Tang Yuchi asked her: "Do I still need to pay you back the 200 yuan I just lost?"

"No, it's your new year's money." Xiang Yu said with a smile.

"Xiang Yu, you can just follow me to my grandma's house for dinner tonight. You haven't seen my grandma. Aunt Chen is back home. What's the point of going home by yourself? Eating quick-frozen dumplings?"

Xiang Yu shook his phone: "What kind of quick-frozen dumplings to eat? I found a takeaway app two days ago. I ordered it once. It's pretty easy to use and can be delivered to your doorstep."

Tang Yuchi drove the car to Xiangyu's house. Next to her house was a mini park.

The two leaned on the fitness equipment and stood by the guardrail chatting.

At 4 o'clock, the sky was still dark, and the lights were already lit up one after another. Witnessing this process with my own eyes, it felt quite romantic.

Tang Yuchi lit a cigarette and asked Taro, "When did you learn to smoke?"

"What about you? When did you change your style?"

Xiang Yu's hair is cut short, it is the popular straight hair and clavicle short hair, which is called the first love hairstyle on the Internet.

Tang Yuchi glanced at her twice and said in doubt: "It seems that you are smaller, like a high school student. Jin Fubai likes this?"

"What's up with him."

Looking down at Taro, he said flatly, "The barber suggested it."

They didn't make much contact before the holiday. Tang Yuchi thought that Xiang Yu and Jin Fubai had reconciled long ago. After all, she was at his house last time, and she said to think about it.

Hearing what she said, he was stunned for a few seconds: "What's the matter? You two are not going well?"

Xiang Yu held a section of the iron fence, looking at the sparkling artificial river and the pine trees full of colorful lights in the distance: "After eating that day, it was gone."

"Because of the woman in the video? He has other women?"

"That's his cousin."

Xiang Yu didn't say much, but just made an understatement, saying that Jin Fubai would not treat her as a girlfriend, and it was boring to be together.

"Cough, cough, cough, and broke? Haven't contacted again? Cough..." Tang Yuchi smoked unskillfully, choked, and asked coughingly.

Xiang Yu patted him on the back twice and smiled faintly: "I blocked his phone."

Tang Yuchi: "..."

He gave Xiang Yu a thumbs up.

Anyone who evaluates it will feel that Xiang Yu is asking for trouble.

There may be people who think that a college student who just graduated did not work hard and found a gold master. Now it is the gold master who is tired of not wanting her. That is what it deserves.

But no matter what other people think, Tang Yuchi has seen Xiang Yu look lost.

He saw her, a happy girl with salty fish, watched "The Legend of Zhen Huan" in a sullen quilt for several days, and when he watched the video of Jin Fubai with other women, he said that he was jealous. Want to kill him.

Therefore, he knew that she really liked Jin Fubai, and had nothing to do with the others.

Tang Yuchi sighed and pressed Xiang Yu's head on his shoulders: "Come on, borrow your shoulder, cry if you want, I won't laugh at you."

Xiang Yu patted his arm and raised his head with a smile: "I have cried a long time ago. It's New Year's Eve anyway, why should I cry?"

The two talked and laughed, and did not notice when a car parked behind them.

It was a black SUV, half of the window was rolled down, and a white jade-like hand came out with smoke in it, and dusted it.

"Uncle Xiang and the others will not come back this year?" Tang Yuchi asked.

Speaking of this, Xiang Yu was a little bit more energetic: "It is said that they can come back in the third year. If they have a long free time, we can go to a hot spring."

The three of them have not sat down to eat together for a long time.

The last time was probably in high school, not once in four years of college.

The sun didn't know when it went down again, almost buried in the outline of the distant mountain, waved to the taro, and hurried away: "It's not that you want to go to your grandma's house to keep the years old, let's go, don't spend it here. "

Tang Yuchi was a little worried: "Then, if you have anything to do, call me. If you are bored, come to my grandma's house to find me."

"Got it."

Before leaving, Young Master Tang stretched out his palm to Yu Yu: "Cigarette me, godmother smokes the most annoying, do you want to scold him?"

"Fine, here you are."

Tang Yuchi handed the cigarette to Xiang Yu and put on her scarf again, "Don't hang around for too long. I'll look for you to play tomorrow."

Nodded to Yu: "Well, I will go back after watching the sunset."

When Tang Yuchi's car got out of sight, he leaned on the railing next to Yu, took out his cigarette case and glanced twice.

This kind of cigarette is quite special. There is no Chinese characters in it. A red little demon with long horns and a fork is painted on the cigarette case.

When he smoked it just now, there was a smell of chocolate, which was not unpleasant, so Xiang Yu ordered one, recalling the way the men smoked, and took a sip.

The taste of chocolate is an illusion, it is bitter to breathe in.

What is so fascinating about this thing that men can't put it down?

The phone vibrated in his pocket, and he picked up the phone with a cigarette in the taro.

It was Aunt Chen, worried that she hadn't eaten it alone during the Chinese New Year. She told me that there were dumplings made by her in the refrigerator, and they could be eaten once they were cooked.

Xiang Yu smiled: "Thank you Aunt Chen, Happy New Year."

Jin Fubai sat in the car for a long time. After he returned to China, he made two phone calls to Xiang Yu, but they failed to get through.

He drove the car directly downstairs to her house, and he saw Xiang Yu joking and laughing with her about the novel from a long distance.

I haven't seen it for ten days, but the girl looks very energetic, and she doesn't show any frustration at all because of breaking up with him.

Jin Fubai was annoyed when he saw the man, frowned and smoked two cigarettes in a row.

I tried to interrupt their joking, but the phone call didn't know why it still didn't work.

Is this girl's phone broken?

After a while, the one named Tang Yuchi finally left.

Jin Fubai took a breath and observed Xiang Yu carefully.

Xiang Yu cut his hair and wore a short beige bread suit.

She lay on the railing with a cigarette, only took a puff and refused to pass it to her lips.

With this leaning motion, the coat was slid upwards, revealing the thin waist and hips wrapped in tight-fitting high-waisted jeans.

The hip shape is good, inverted heart shape.

After a while, I answered a phone call to Yu, and the smoke between my fingers slowly ignited with the wind.

Jin Fubai frowned suddenly, why? Can she get through on the phone?

He took the phone and dialed again, still blind.

Still black him?

The evening breeze was cool, and the cigarette in Xiangyu's hand had already burned halfway. After hanging up Aunt Chen's phone, she suddenly heard the sound of the car door behind her.

She inadvertently looked back and saw a tall figure slowly approaching in the dim light of dusk.

That is Jin Fubai.

He had never thought of meeting him again in his own community. Xiang Yu was taken aback for a moment. He had already walked to his side, took the cigarette in her hand, and held it between his lips.

He looked affectionate when he looked at people, exhaling blue and white smoke: "Happy New Year."

She wasn't completely calm, otherwise she wouldn't be able to withdraw her fingers holding the cigarette too late.

After a few seconds, she calmed down and asked calmly: "Why are you here?"

Jin Fubai smiled lightly, speaking softly enough to drown people: "I'm not afraid that you will be alone, and come to accompany you for a New Year's Eve dinner."