The Lover’s Prattle

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Rong Chi leaned against the door, leaning his elbow on the mirror holder, his long fingertips holding a cigarette, and holding the mobile phone against his ear with the other hand.

He was standing obliquely, a corner of his shirt was messy around his waist, and well-cut clothes were messy and sloppy.

After seeing people coming out of the bar door in twos and threes, they smoked cigarettes, bent over and pressed their hands to rest on the edge of the flower bed next to them, and made a slight bounce, and half of the smoke rolled into the mud altar along the way.

Straightened up and mumbled the phone and said, "Well, I'll be fine. Hang up first."

The words did not give the **** the other side a response time, hung up the phone, swiped at her fingertips, and the number just called had been blacklisted.

A group of people from Duan Lin came to him side by side. Several people were already drunk, but the party tonight was obviously not to the extreme.

"Where are you going now?" Rong Chi asked in a light tone, turned and opened the door.

A few people stood by the car. Duan Lin followed the door of the back seat and sat down with one foot hanging out. "Find a place to eat."

A few people gathered at noon, and even ate and drank some wine with a card at noon. The dinner was not so delicious, and then they went to ktv to have a call to the bar and then to the bar.

It was really hungry at night.

"Yes. All right." All of them are friends in a circle. Everyone has similar habits and preferences. They should get in the car and leave.

The car that Rong Chi drove today is a new high-end customized version of the family. In addition to the license plate logo on the steering wheel, there is a golden letter engraved with "r", which is too arrogant to add.

This car was originally good for Rong Chi's father. As a result, Rong Chi has been occupying the car until now.

Duan Lin sat in the back row and watched Rong Chi running through countless traffic lights while singing along the way. Rong Chi's mobile phone was connected to the car with Bluetooth, and the text message alert sounded.

Impatiently, Cong Chi cursed, turned off the Bluetooth, and threw the mobile phone directly into the front passenger seat without looking at it.

Duan Lin chuckled, turned on his mobile phone, connected to Bluetooth, and continued the song that he had just halved. "Did it be a beauty debt again?"

Rong Chi glanced at the rear-view mirror, lazily hooked his mouth corner, put one hand on the steering wheel, and lightly tapped the door armrest with one hand. "It's all because I look so handsome, so annoying ~"

"Yeah." Duan Lin took a sip of his face, shameless for him, Rong Chi did grow well, and he was a good one and eighteen meters tall. The taste of clothes was cultivated by Rong's sister who designed clothes. It ’s really like a dog, but well, "Are you sure that you are handsome and not because your father is rich?"

What do friends do? It must be used for damage.

"Oh ~" Rong Chi chuckled without saying a word.

The second song was placed at □□. Rong Chi followed the song and the cell phone of Duan Lin rang.

The sound of the music was replaced by the ringtone of the mobile phone. Rong Chi was interrupted and sang for a moment, turning his head to look at the display of the car.

"Qing Ruo" was a girl at first glance. She called Duan Lin in the middle of the night and was replaced by a curious and unwillingness. Duan Lin was a girlfriend.

Whistled, "Don't turn off Bluetooth, pick it up." It should be a bit of a command.

Duan Lin shrugged helplessly and connected the phone.

"Qingruo."

"Duan Xiao fat." The girl's voice was full of vitality, but it was not like what it should be at night.

Duan Lin coughed and laughed at the name Rong Chi haha.

"Where are you, who is this?" The sound coming out of Bluetooth was a bit more foreign, but it sounded comfortable in the compartment.

Duan Lin held up his cell phone and said directly, "Leave him alone, a neurosis."

Rong Chi smiled friendly and gentleman, his voice was a gentle voice, "Hello beauties, I am Rong Chi."

In the end, he was neglected, and Qingruo directly asked Duan Lin, "You sent me your game number to borrow it for me."

Duan Lin looked back at him and raised his eyebrows, and Rong Chi raised his eyebrows. "Okay, I sent it to you on WeChat." Then he asked, "Are you still asleep or playing? "

"Well. These little crickets slammed their sleep and dragged them to play games."

Duan Lin took the mobile phone and pressed the call page. He opened WeChat and sent her the game number. She was immediately funny, "Did you take revenge on society?"

"Hey." Qing Ruo politely poked at him, the phone prompts to receive his WeChat, and immediately ended the call, "I received it, just like that, hung up."

"Slap." There was no time to say goodbye.

Neglected from the beginning to the end, a clean Rong Chi's heart is a little big.

At the end of the call, half of the songs continued, and Rong Chi had no idea of ​​continuing to sing.

Duan Lin smiled politely, "This girl is really pretty."

Rong Chi will not bird him.

Duan Lin looked at the album while holding her mobile phone, and said with emotion, "Oh, and she has a good personality. There are so many people chasing her ~"

Rong Chi rubbed his teeth, "Duan Xiaochu."

Duan Lin, "..."

Rong Chi was happy.

A group of people found the nightclub, ate something and drank some wine. Finally, they went home and stayed at the hotel. The hotel almost tossed into the middle of the night before it was completely dismissed.

It's summer vacation, and Rong Chi is idle for a day. Anyway, it is either eating, drinking, or having fun with friends.

The family was busy, waking up at 12 noon, except for the painful stomach decoration of the exquisitely decorated house.

Since high school, he often drinks outside. His stomach is already bad. Rong Chi rubbed his hands. It still hurts.

A bunch of WeChat unread messages, a bunch of text messages and missed calls.

Basically girls.

Rong Chi casually flipped the screen and swiped, picked out a few interesting replies, and the rest ignored.

When Duan Lin called in the afternoon, Rong Chi had just taken a shower and ate something.

Duan Lin asked him to play games together. The voice is low, "There are beautiful girls ~"

Rong Chi was standing by the water dispenser, holding a glass with medicine in his hand.

He was talking, and Duan Lin was talking, and when he was finished, Duan Lin asked him, "Well? What did you just say, you didn't pay attention."

Rong Chi rubbed his teeth. "Where are you?"

"Home."

"Then who do you talk to?"

"Oh." Duan Lin responded, "We're about to play a game, and we're talking about the game."

Rong Chi took the hot water and shook the glass. "Okay, wait for me."

"Hurry up." Duan Lin explained to him, and pressed the phone while talking to other people.

Rong Chi's frowning time finally turned on the computer and sat down. Duan Lin was already waiting impatiently, pulling him into the game voice of several people.

The inside is already very lively. There are five people in the game, one girl, and the rest are boys.

Duan Lin grinned, "Here comes, my brother comes, let's clear Qingruo."

It sounds a little embarrassed to please.

Rong Chi shouted at this corner boringly.

The girl began to say hello to him, "Hey ~ how about Duan Lin's friend ~"

Duan Lin's companion, this name Rong Chi also laughed, and spoke casually, without speaking *.

At the beginning of the game, in addition to Qing Ruo, the other four boys were masters. Although Qing Ruo was a bit less technical, it was fortunate that he was not saved, and the other guys were also masters. With voice on, they could exchange information in a timely manner.

What's more, several people have been talking, and they have been laughing with excitement, especially Qingruo and Duan Lin. The two were so scared that they were too late.

Rong Chi and Duan Lin have nothing to say. They are not familiar with other people and can't talk to each other, but they feel pretty good while playing games.

A friend had an appointment with Rong Chi and Duan Lin. The two walked together. Qing Ruo obediently said goodbye to them.

Rong Chi stood up and prepared to change clothes to find her wallet. The voice wasn't closed yet. The girl who had just said goodbye to them had called in the blink of an eye, "Come to play the game, hurry up and wait for you."

He bent his corner and asked, "Sister, how many friends are you playing this game?"

Qing Ruo smiled boldly, and answered him, "So much ~" The tone of the little sorrow.

Rong Chi backed out of his voice to find something good to go out.

I ate at night, and Rong Chi had a stomachache today and didn't want to drink. Sitting on the side and poking at his cell phone, Duan Lin sat next to him, took a call, and heard vaguely about playing games. Rong Chi remembered that the girl who played the game today was the one who called Duan Lin last night. I heard that she was a beauty?

Rong Chi took Duan Lin, "Is there a picture of the game today?"

Duan Lin looked at him with a wry smile and raised an eyebrow. "What? What do you want to do to my little friend?"

Rong Chi was too lazy to respond to such an idiot question, "Hurry up."

Duan Lin pouted and started looking through the album.

"promise."

Rong Chi took the phone directly, enlarged the photo, ignored the clothes and just looked at his face. "It's pretty." The voice fell and he snorted again. "But the photos from this era don't look as good as Meitu Xiuxiu."

Duan Lin was upset for her little friend and pulled out a photo of her ID card. "She's really pretty."

"Okay." Rong Chi shrugged.

Rong Chi went home at night to have a better stomach and did not continue to take medicine. Woke up the next day and went straight to the hospital.

His brothers sent congratulatory messages in succession, and Rong Chi accepted them with a smile.

The girls who cooked soup, porridge, and various telephone condolences accepted Rong Chi slightly impatiently.

After lying in the hospital for a week, it was only half a month since the start of school, and Rong Chi felt a big loss.

"Come. Play a game." Duan Lin called and it was so simple and rude.

Rong Chigang came back from playing mahjong with a friend. He did n’t have any one at home and he did n’t turn on the light. It was about eight o’clock. The sun was down. The light in the living room was dim. He threw himself on the sofa. Phone light.

The green light of the mobile phone illuminates the wallpaper behind the sofa as he shakes, with some weirdness and strange beauty.

"Who are they?" Rong Chi asked lazily.

"Last time we played with that girl, we two, and two other her little friends."

Rong Chi shook the corners of his mouth and felt that this Lin was going back and forth as he lived. "Okay, I'm here."

At least the players who played together were masters, and it was quite interesting.

Duan Lin and Qing Ruo have been playing games together recently. He also knows a few people who often play games together. He played the game and asked Qing Ruo, "Well, Xiaochen?"

Qing Ruo's tone was casual, "It's so annoying, it's black."

"..." Duan Lin was speechless for a moment, "Why bother? Didn't you say that you liked people the other day?"

Qing Ruo hummed softly, "I like it like it. I used to chat a lot about the past two days, and I talked too much, and I feel tired."

"... Did you black people?"

"Hmm." She answered, her tone right.

Rong Chi smiled lightly, "Yes, girl, you are not aware of people when you lift up your pants."

"... You are almost the same, and you still have a face to say." Duan Lin unceremoniously dismantled his desk and described other things. "I don't know how many little girls have been harmed. If you get tired of it, you will get black.

"Haha." Qing Ruo laughed, "It's the truth. Let's get together and get some fun together. If you're not interested, let's get entangled."

Duan Lin was speechless.

Rong Chi lost one of his skills, and the person who was about to be killed by Qing Ruo was instantly killed by him. Qing Ruo screamed, "Ah! Duan Xiao fat, your little friend is a thought boy."

Duan Xiaofei lays his gun again innocently.

Rong Chi was glad to answer, "Don't do this, just leave it alone."

In the world of games, human heads not only have money, but also a sense of satisfaction and honor.

If Qing controlled the character and turned away, "Hum, I'm too lazy to stand with you."

Ao Jiao deserves nothing.

Playing the game together more times, Rong Chi's name finally became Duan Lin's friend became Rong Chi, and Rong Chi also found that the sister's game dating circle was almost to catch up with his sister-in-law.

"Duan Lin, when did you and Qingruo know each other?" A circle of people was about playing mahjong, and Rong Chi had just answered a girl's phone call. The meaning of the girl's words was to let him go to her. Rong Chi was playing mahjong, and now he was still winning money. He didn't want to go at all. He just perfunctoryly hung up the phone and suddenly remembered Qingruo. The girl didn't seem to understand the euphemism. Whatever she said, she laughed wildly.

Isn't Duan Lin his brother, when did he not know anyone he knew? And Duan Lin and Qing Ruo have a good relationship.

"Junior high school classmates." Duan Lin casually replied, "I haven't contacted for a long time, and once I saw her tweeting about the game, I started to talk about the game together and started to contact."

"..." junior high school classmate, just as he and Duan Lin met in high school.

The family conditions of these people are very good. Among them, Rong Chi's family is the best. Rong Chi's first sister is six years older. He has been petting him since childhood, and Rong Chi has the most problems, even with friends in this circle Together, they sometimes look high up on the nostrils. Everyone is almost used to it.

Rong Chi's family has money and indulge him financially. He has never been short of money to spend outside. As long as he hooks up, girls are thrown at him, and now he is almost numb.

After hearing him suddenly asking about Qingruo, Duan Lin looked at him again with mahjong. I hope he is not interested in Qingruo. He is afraid that Qingruo will fall into the deep pit of Rongchi.

Afraid of what it looks like.

The phone rang, if it was clear.

This point is generally about playing games.

Duan Lin took the mobile phone to answer but did not want to answer. Rather than leaning on the chair, Rong Chi leaned on the chair and kicked his chair lazily. "Hurry up and play cards.

Duan Lin played a card and answered the phone. "Um Qingruo, playing mahjong."

Rong Chi straightened up and reached out, took his phone and put it in his ear, smiling with a smile, "Hey, Qingruo, come and play Mahjong."

"... My home is not in City A."

Rong Chi really didn't know, listening to Duan Lin said that junior high school students thought they were in city a.

The person I wanted to meet suddenly couldn't see, Rong Chi was a little irritable, and I bent over and touched the card to play the card unintentionally, "Well, where is your family?"

She was noisy there, and she spoke very quickly. "Q city, my little friend and I are in an Internet cafe. Hang up first."

"Slap." The phone was hung up again.

Rong Chi threw the phone back to Duan Lin. "This girl is very temperamental."

Duan Lin smiled and didn't answer.

The other two gossips playing Mahjong together, "What's wrong, Rong Chi's face smells like eating shit."

"Fuck." Rong Chi grabbed two mahjong and threw it. The two raised their hands to catch it, and all three laughed.

Rong Chi whispered, his words fluttered softly, "It seems that my dad's car is an artifact of my sister. I haven't been seen by my dad's car before.

The two responded with a smile, saying they were similar.

Duan Lin looked at the evil spirit in the corner of Rong Chi's mouth and always felt a bad feeling.

After playing Mahjong Rong Chi, a few people won the money, invited guests to eat, and called a few friends, and started drinking after eating.

Several of them called the girls over, and they were noisy and lively.

The girl Rong Chi called was a new one. As soon as she came, Xiaojiabiyu followed Rong Chi's appearance, added tea and paper, and saw him drinking and pulling his clothes slightly, "Rong Rong "Do n’t you drink less."

Rong Chi leaned closer to her ear and blew a soft breath, her arms folded back, and she didn't know what she said softly, causing the girl Jiaojiao to shyly lean against his arm and cheeks red and curse him badly.

"..." Such a situation is actually common in Duan Lin Rong Chi, but tonight I don't know why I always have a kind of feeling in my heart.

Rong Chi's scourge is really a pit.

**

Lift your pants and don't recognize anyone.

Oh, it ’s good to get together.

Girl is a fellow in the same circle.

—— [Black Box]