Return To 1998

When Dong Feifei and Zheng Qing both entered the door of the Internet cafe, Xu Tongdao took another cigarette and suddenly raised his foot to Bu Yinghui, who was still standing motionless on the steps.

There was a small dark luggage bag at her feet, and in the night, it was hard to see what color it was.

Xu Tongdao walked up to her, stared at her briefly, then bowed his head and picked up the luggage bag at her feet, tilted his head and signaled to her, "Let's go! Let's go out and say!"

He didn't look at her eyes again, because when he met for a short time, because the distance was close enough, he saw tears flashing in her eyes, and tears might fall at any time.

He couldn't see such tears.

After all, it is the woman he has liked, with tears like that, as if silently reminding him-you scumbag! There is no lard residue as much as you!

"good."

Bu Yinghui's low voice returned a word.

Xu Tongdao turned and walked out, she followed.

In the door of the Internet cafe, Dong Feifei and Zheng Qing did not go far. They stood side by side inside the door with different expressions, watching this scene.

Zheng Qing did not know when he had an extra cigarette.

Dong Feifei suddenly asked in a low voice: "Brother Zheng, what is her name?"

Zheng Qing silently glanced at her and asked, "Are you sure you want to know?"

Dong Feifei turned to look at him, frowning slightly, and a few seconds later, she laughed at herself and shook her head slightly, "Forget it! You still don't want to say it."

...

In the night, the sidewalk on the side of the road was quite quiet.

There is a faint moonlight, a whirling tree shadow, and a faint night breeze.

Xu Tongdao walked ahead with his luggage, Bu Yinghui was more than one meter behind, and the two of them did not speak for a while, and walked forward in silence.

Xu Tongdao raised his face slightly to look at the distant night sky, the dark night sky, in fact, you can't see anything, only the faint starlight.

But this kind of night scene is very familiar to him, familiar enough to feel so cordial, cordial enough to easily evoke many of his memories, reminding him of the original time and space when he walked alone on the street late at night.

Yuan Shikong has always been mixed up badly, whether it is career, love, family, affection...

He didn't manage well.

At that time, he belonged to everyone.

Like the first passerby on the street, but also like the second passerby.

If real life is a book, in the era of the original time and space, he was a heroic character who didn't have a single line in that book.

His sorrows and joys are just his own business, no one is interested in paying attention.

People who have unsatisfactory lives generally don't like the excitement, they like to be alone.

He is like that.

In the dead of night, he likes to hang out on the streets, or in the pavilions or lakesides in the park. In those years, he likes to go to the 24-hour tea restaurant and convenience store in the early morning, and he also likes to sit quietly in the park. In the gazebo, or by the lake.

He is not crazy.

He just likes to experience those alone and savor his inner loneliness.

Tonight, at this time.

Bu Yinghui obviously walked behind him, but looking up at the dark night in the distance, Xu Tongdao still felt the loneliness deep in his heart.

He knew he capsized today.

Bu Yinghui came back suddenly, Dong Feifei suddenly saw Bu Yinghui...

At the moment the two girls met, Xu Tongdao seemed to hear the sound of water splashing over the boat.

To be honest, he didn't know how to end it.

"what is her name?"

Suddenly Bu Yinghui's voice came from behind.

Xu Tongdao took another puff of smoke, and replied faintly: "Dong Feifei."

After a while, Bu Yinghui's voice came again, "How long have you been together?"

Before the summer vacation flashed in Xu Tongdao's mind, Dong Feifei took the initiative to throw him on the bed and sighed, "Before summer vacation!"

Honesty is his few advantages.

I just don't know whether he is liked by others for his honesty on these issues.

The silence was spreading again.

After a while, Bu Yinghui's voice came again, "Do you like her?"

As a scumbag, Xu Tongdao's thinking in his mind even diverged for a while.

He was thinking: Is the "like" she asked about like in a broad sense? Or is it like in a narrow sense?

He thinks that like in a narrow sense should be love.

Love her all.

In a broad sense, likes are more tolerant. Like her smile, like her character, or just like her body, it is considered like like.

So, what kind of question does Bu Yinghui want to ask?

Generalized? Or is it narrowly defined?

In fact, he knew what she wanted to ask, it must be in a narrow sense.

Then he thought again: How should I answer? Saying she likes it, she will definitely be sad, saying she doesn't like it... I am a complete scumbag in her eyes.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his head in the blink of an eye.

Then, without knowing what happened, he opened his mouth and said an answer that surprised him: "She... has a very thin waist."

Damn it!

How did I say what I was saying?

Xu Tongdao could not help but look up at the sky, the sound of footsteps behind him seemed to stop.

He also subconsciously stopped and looked back.

Bu Yinghui was wiping away tears, raising his eyes to look at his eyes... It reminded Xu Tongdao inexplicably of a picture he had seen on the Internet.

There is a sentence on the picture-cub, Dad is very disappointed with you.

Xu Tongdao, who had drunk a lot of wine tonight, was still a little dizzy at this time, but seeing Bu Yinghui's expression and look in his eyes, he still realized in his heart-he was finished with her.

Not saved.

Suddenly he felt a little lost in his heart, and also a little relaxed.

He suddenly smiled and asked: "Have you eaten tonight? What do you want to eat? I invite you!"

He thought Bu Yinghui would refuse.

But unexpectedly, Bu Yinghui looked at him with complicated eyes while wiping tears. After a few seconds, he nodded and said, "Okay! Whatever you want! Pick a place!"

Xu Tongdao thought of Dong Feifei who must be waiting for him to go back in the Internet cafe.

Reason tells him-Dong Feifei is still waiting for him to go back, he should go back as soon as possible.

But now, Bu Yinghui has agreed to eat together, what can he do? Take back what you just said?

He smiled and could only turn around and continue to lead the way.

Take her to a nearby restaurant.

I ordered a box, ordered seven or eight dishes, and asked her if she would like to drink?

"A few bottles of beer!"

Bu Yinghui said so.

The main course is a dish of hairy blood, and a dish of old duck soup.

After the food and wine were put on the table ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the two began to eat and drink. In fact, Xu Tongdao could not eat or drink. The buffet he only ate tonight, as everyone knows, a buffet is usually full.

Therefore, he mainly greeted Bu Yinghui to eat more, and at most he would accompany her to drink a few sips.

Even the bowl of old duck soup she gave him, he only took two mouthfuls, and he didn't dare to drink it anymore.

The stomach can't stand it.

After eating this meal for more than an hour, the two of them were silent most of the time.

After the meal, the two took to the street again. He took her to find a hotel and opened a room for her.

"Then you go to bed early! I, I will go back first..."

With that, he sighed, and when he turned to leave, Bu Yinghui, who had been quiet for half a night, suddenly called him.

"Trail!"

The voice is slightly louder.

Then, she suddenly jumped over and hugged him.