President Ling got slapped in the face again today

The tea restaurant that He Dongwei mentioned is not far away and relatively secluded. According to the recommendation of the milk tea chubby foodie, it is usually a popular Internet celebrity shop, but this shop is very ordinary, quiet and comfortable. Now it is a restaurant. There are not many people eating inside.

Seeing He Dongwei's way of thinking for two seconds, Ling Li knew that she specially picked this one.

When Ling Li pushed the door to go in, someone was about to come out, and the door opened inwards, Ling Li lowered his head and glanced ahead, with a very cold expression on his face,

This is his usual expression, he likes to ignore everyone, especially in front of those subordinates, like an iceberg, but when he is with He Dongwei, he rarely has this expression,

The person who met his cold gaze inside was a middle-aged woman with the same sharp outline and a desolate aura, but was forced back a little by the sharp air-conditioning.
Pulling the girl who was about 16 years old backed away again and again, she lowered her head and was polite and humble.

Seeing her being so courteous, He Dongwei couldn't help saying politely: "Thank you", and ran a few steps to keep up with the fierce pace.

There is a lot of space inside, with comfortable soft leather seats, and there is enough space in the aisle. It is not close together like ordinary fast food restaurants. Like this kind of tea restaurant in the high-end office building area, it takes the route of civilians and people-friendly It's a miracle that the store didn't close down because of the small number of customers.

But Ling Li soon realized that the people in the blue and yellow vests kept coming in and out of the store, and it seemed that their takeaway business was doing well.

The waiter also quickly came to order, and enthusiastically recommended: "In addition to these signature dishes, our store also launched a new milk tea, do you want to try it?".

He Dongwei pushed the menu to Ling Li, her big eyes fluttered, and the interested light in her eyes couldn't be hidden,
Ling Li knew that she was craving milk tea, glanced at the menu she handed over, the air-conditioning receded a bit, and he simply said: "Have a cup of chocolate flavor".

"Then I want a strawberry flavor," He Dongwei also said, without any ambiguity in the middle.

Ling Li raised his eyes in doubt, and stared at her blankly. His cup of chocolate-flavored milk tea was for her.

"Don't you like chocolate flavor?", he insisted on proof.

"I don't like chocolate," she pointed at the menu, answered sharply without thinking, looked up again and said to the waiter: "Please pack me another set of this set later, thank you."

Waiter: "Okay, no problem, please wait a moment".

It wasn't until after the waiter left that He Dongwei turned around and realized that the fierce expression was wrong, with a gloomy face,
He Dongwei: "What's wrong?"

Ling Li: "Didn't you like chocolate flavor before?"

He Dongwei put her hands on the table and said frankly: "To be precise, I like chocolate, but I don't like chocolate-flavored things. I prefer strawberry-flavored ones."

Don't like eating chocolate flavored things?So why did you always choose chocolate flavored things?Can you really hate something that you once liked so much?Or are you a double-faced person who likes to pretend to tease others.

The more Ling Li thought about it, the more unhappy he felt. From the moment he entered the door until now, his face became colder and colder, as white as frosted tiles, stiff and cold.

He Dongwei: "You like chocolate, don't you? Well... I remember, I will order this flavor for you next time"

His atrium seemed to be hit hard, smashing the tightly blocked entangled emotions to pieces.

It turned out that everything was because he liked it.

And he always thought she liked it.

Every time she eats a lollipop, she always picks out the chocolate flavor and stuffs it into his mouth,

Chocolate ice cream, chocolate cake, chocolate biscuits, chocolate milk tea... He always thought that the taste of chocolate was her favorite taste imprinted in his bones. Thinking about it carefully, it was the taste he wanted to recall. It was bitter and rich, but he still couldn't give up sweet.

He also never thought about what kind of flavor she likes when she shares sweets with others, it seems... It's really not chocolate.

The tiles that had been frosted on the face just now gradually melted and turned into a thin soft mist. When the warm sun shone, it immediately dissipated, and the surface was replaced by a thin layer of colorful halo.

The fierce face-changing skills are becoming more and more proficient, and He Dongwei can't keep up with his rhythm. He doesn't understand what kind of self-analysis and refutation he has just experienced in his heart.

Ling Li asked, "Who are you going to pack for?"

He Dongwei: "It's for Yaya. I heard her family call her asking for money in the corridor that day. She is still in the internship stage, and her salary is only [-]. There is not much left after deducting rent, water, electricity and car fees. She I don’t usually spend money recklessly, and if I want to save more, I can only squeeze out of the meal fee. She has been eating bread recently, and it’s not easy for a little girl.”

Ling Li was unmoved, but instead said with some self-deprecating irony: "It's not easy for everyone, and it's not easy for me, so you should care about me too."

As long as the connection with the society is still established, no one can make it easy. Those complicated social threads will continue to be entwined and mixed with the trajectory of life, and in the end they will be inseparable until they form a cocoon and lie in it. Only after winter can it be transformed and reborn.

Like He Dongwei, silkworm babies who have been raising quietly in the greenhouse without struggling to spin silk by themselves, even if they don’t know the universe, but this feeling of pity for the grass and trees is really rare. It can be seen that her family’s ideological education is in place.

Just at this moment, the waiter brought milk tea and food. He Dongwei took a sip in satisfaction, smacked his mouth and said, "Okay, then I will treat you to this meal too."

Most of the time, she doesn't know whether Ling Li is telling the truth or lies, just like what he said just now, it looks like self-deprecating, but also looks like disdain,

It seems that it is difficult for him to touch his heart, and it is also difficult for him to empathize with other people's emotions.
He built a very solid isolation circle for himself, and he just stayed inside quietly, watching the people outside be happy, angry, sad and happy.

He is tired of dealing with people, and most of the time, he is a disguise he has to adopt in order to blend in with the environment.

But one thing she can be sure of is that he smiled at her in the isolation circle.

She was still curious about whether the box that made her feel uneasy was Pandora's Box, so she mustered up the courage to ask: "Ling Li, how familiar...we were before?".

The action of clamping the chicken chop sharply paused, and looked at He Dongwei meaningfully: "Which aspect of familiarity do you mean?"

"Of course it's...friendship", when he said the word friendship, He Dongwei couldn't help but get closer, a little lacking in confidence, and looked at the people around him erratically, for fear that others would not be able to hear the other flavor.

Instead, Ling Li leaned back, and said with the eyes of Qin Xianglian looking at the heartbroken man: "'Friendship'? Huh, back then, we were in love, we loved each other, we were intimate, we were like glue, we were friends..."

"Stop", He Dongwei immediately ordered to interrupt, the more he listened, the more his taste became worse, his cheeks were slightly hot and he said: "Ten years ago, we didn't even have a driver's license, what are you talking about?"

He Dongwei didn't believe his nonsense, even if she had really rebelled before, she firmly believed that she would not drive without a license, at most it was out of passion and out of courtesy.

Ling Li explained with a thick face and rascal: "These are synonyms to describe the extremely close friendship. I'm not talking nonsense. I was so greedy that I was greedy to death. Fortunately, I have a strong sense of self-protection, so I didn't let you succeed."

He Dongwei's face became even hotter, like a young daughter-in-law who had been falsely accused by an old gangster and had nowhere to refute, "Impossible, how could I do such a thing? You are lying."

Ling Li looked at her with bright eyes, "Could it be possible that you remembered what you did?"

He Dongwei, who was still clamoring just now, died down in an instant, shook her head and said: "No",
Immediately retorted firmly and said: "But don't think about that kind of thing, I definitely didn't do it."

As she said that, her face flushed with embarrassment again.

Smiling sharply and closing his eyes, he lowered his head and chewed the food in his mouth. After being silent for more than ten seconds, he said in a low voice and calmly: "We have indeed lived together!"