God of Cookery Live Room

Chapter 451

Chen Er continued to cook until it was dark before finishing all the dishes.

A group of people ate, drank, spanked and chatted, and dawdled until midnight.

Chen Er took out the cold spring wine from his collection and drank it while warming it up. It seemed very cold outside, and snowflakes could be seen through the window.

The snow in Yanjing City came really early this year.

Chen Er has a good capacity for alcohol, and he got everyone drunk in a short while.Everyone slumped on the table, and Chen Er went out with a jug of wine.As soon as the door was pushed open, the cold wind blew towards Chen Er with large flakes of snow.

My slightly tipsy brain suddenly woke up, and even my cheeks gradually lowered their temperature and became slightly cooler.

Chen Er was not in the mood to drink anymore, so he just sat at the door and watched the snow.

After a while, the door behind him was opened again.

Gou Xuefang poked his head out from the crack of the door, shrinking his neck first.A gust of cold wind whizzed straight down his neck.

Pulling up the collar, he dawdled out from behind the door.

Then he squeezed close to Chen Er and sat down.

"In such a cold day, you actually have the leisure to come out and drink!"

Gou Xuefang let out a sigh of relief and put it on his hand, a snowflake fell on the tip of his hair in front of his forehead.

As a matter of course, he picked up the wine bottle that Chen Er had put aside and took a sip directly before feeling that his body was a little warmer.

Chen Er didn't look cold, at least he didn't shiver like Gou Xuefang, nor did his nose turn red from the cold air.

He lifted his chin slightly, "I'm not here to drink."

Gou Xuefang took another sip of wine and asked, "Then why are you out?"

After speaking, he looked at the heavy snow and the dark night sky in front of him, paused, and said in a slightly teasing tone, "You don't come here to enjoy the snow, do you?"

This is indeed something that Chen Er would do. After all, he has no rules in doing things. He does what he thinks of and doesn't care about anything else.

The two sat outside for a while.

The snowflakes were still falling lightly, and the surrounding area was very quiet. There were no human voices or heavy traffic.It seemed that he couldn't even hear his own breathing.

Yanjing winter morning is really too quiet.

It was so quiet that you could almost hear the rustling sound of the snowflakes.Pieces fell one after another, piled on the branches, or fell into the mud.

Gou Xuefang suddenly spoke at this moment.

"The time I have known you is not too long, but it is not too short either."

"At first, I thought I understood you pretty well..."

Gou Xuefang's eyes were full of confusion, "But, the longer the contact time, the more I feel that you can't figure it out."

He paused for a while, then turned to look at Chen Er, "I always feel that you are different from us."

Then there was silence again.

The snow finally stopped, Chen Er stood up and shook the snowflakes on his body, and then wiped his hair.

The snowflakes melted quickly in the palm of my hand, moistening my palm.

"Let's go, the snow is over."

Gou Xuefang stood up and was about to walk inside.

Chen Er whispered behind him, "Do you think this world is what we see now?"

This sentence seems to be asking someone, but there is no firm question, and the tone is light and light, more like talking to himself.

But Gou Xuefang heard it, and he heard it very clearly.

He paused and seemed to be thinking, but the thinking time was not long.

"of course not."

"The world is big."

Chen Er suddenly smiled, "Yes, this world is really big."

Too big to imagine and impossible to explain.

So big that you can only see a corner of many things.

Gou Xuefang didn't know why Chen Er asked this suddenly, but he had a feeling in his heart.

Chen Er was putting down something, and picked up something again.

The next day, Gou Xuefang was woken up by Dou Yitong.

The sun outside the window has risen to the sky, indicating that it is getting late at this time.

His head hurts and he's a little dizzy, with the aftereffects of a hangover.

Gou Xuefang knew that he drank a lot last night, but his alcohol capacity was not bad, and he still remembered that everyone was drunk in the living room last night, only he was a little sober.

He still remembered that he was shivering with the cold while watching the snowflakes outside with Chen Er.

Before entering the room, Chen Er seemed to have said something to him.

Gou Xuefang seriously recalled for a moment, and finally remembered the content of his conversation with Chen Er.

But he couldn't remember how he got drunk again afterwards.

And at this time, there is no extra time for him to think too much, because the loud voices of Dou Yitong and Shen Yinian have already exploded in Gou Xuefang's ears.

The two of them each grabbed a piece of letter paper and exclaimed with different expressions.

And the other people who woke up are already in a mess, chattering around looking for something, but the restaurant is so big, you can see the end at a glance, what else can you hide?
But everyone still rummaged around in the restaurant tirelessly, as if they could catch the person hiding behind the curtain as soon as they opened it.

Only then did Gou Xuefang realize something.

Everyone is here, except Chen Er is gone.

At this time, Chen Er had already left Yanjing, and he took the earliest flight to Pingshan.

He flew at seven in the morning, and now he is sitting in a restaurant in Pingshan having lunch.

Lingyu turned into a phantom and sat beside Chen Er, and no one else could see her except Chen Er.

Because Lingyu is not used to the attire of modern people, and she will inevitably cause a greater sensation by following Chen Er in such a big way, so Chen Er simply asked her to turn into a phantom, which is convenient for communication. And avoid the eyes of others.

Lingyu sat beside Chen Er, dangling her feet for a while.

She didn't wear shoes, just a jade anklet tied around her ankle.

The feet are white and shiny, and they seem to be whiter and more beautiful than the jade anklet.

"Why don't you say goodbye to them face to face?"

Chen Er thought for a while and replied, "Maybe it's because I don't like saying goodbye."

This farewell was never the same.

After graduating from high school, we can still keep in touch when we are in college, maybe we will still be admitted to the same place when we go to college.

After graduating from university, you can still use WeChat Penguin to contact you. After all, the network is developed, and maybe everyone can still work in the same city.

But in this situation, Chen Er doesn't know how to contact everyone in the future, and whether they will see each other again.

He thought, maybe we won't see each other again in the future.

Saying goodbye without seeing each other again, Chen Er doesn't like it.

(End of this chapter)