Bunch of grass

Feng Ling picked up the white wine bottle placed in front of Longya, took a small porcelain cup, filled it eighty-tenths full, put down the wine bottle, picked up the porcelain cup, and lightly touched the porcelain cup in Longya's hand: "Congratulations on your liberation." He gulped it down.

Long Ya was taken aback for a moment, then squinted at the wind chimes that put the empty porcelain cup on the table, the alcohol lightly painted on her fair face, he pursed his lips and smiled, then finished the wine in the cup, facing The soft light in the store turned the porcelain cup in his hand and asked, "Do you drink too?"

"When I was at home, I was the one who accompanied my dad to drink." Feng Ling picked up a thinly sliced ​​salmon sashimi, dipped it in soy sauce mixed with wasabi, and put it in his mouth. The nasal cavity rushed to the brain, and she couldn't help frowning because of the hotness. After the hotness subsided, she took a sip of barley tea and said, "It's just that I haven't drank it since I came out."

"Why?" Long Ya didn't pour wine into the empty glass in front of Feng Ling, but just drank for herself.

"Dad said, single girls, don't drink outside, whether you know them or not." Feng Ling didn't pour any more wine into her glass.

"Then why are you drinking today?"

"Dining with Tezuka and Echizen, they never order wine." Feng Ling said while holding a teacup, "Seeing that you ordered a bottle, I just wanted a drink to satisfy my hunger, so I found a reason to drink it."

Long Ya reached out to take away the empty wine glass in front of Feng Ling, and added some tea for her: "Your father is right, girls drink less wine outside, even if they are with the closest people. Drink more tea , grow taller quickly."

"Got it, hello cock." Feng Ling put down the teacup, put the last piece of sashimi from the porcelain plate into her mouth, "Sure enough, salmon sashimi is the best."

"Ling Jiang, do you want another?" The old man, who was praised by Feng Ling, burst into laughter, took away the empty plate on the table, and asked.

"Hey, old man, I'm done eating saury, why don't you take the initiative to ask me if I want some!" Long Ya was dissatisfied with the old man's favoritism.

"You still eat too little!" The old man was also dissatisfied with Long Ya's appetite.

"Cut, it's not like I won't give you money!" Long Ya pursed her lips and yelled at the busy old lady behind the curtain, "Old lady, add saury! Another salmon sashimi."

"Echizen-kun, are you sure you have brought enough money?" Fengling looked at the empty plates and bowls on the table, and the corners of her mouth twitched. At that time, she would not be mortgaged in the store, and Echizen Longya would go back to get the money Bar.

"I'm already a regular customer, the old man will at least give me a discount." Long Ya raised a finger.

"Go away! Why don't you let me treat you!"

"That's what you said. Old woman, add two servings of salmon sashimi to the package! The old man said he gave us a free order."

Feng Ling stared blankly at Long Ya, it was the first time she had seen such a thick-skinned one!

After a while, the old lady opened the curtain and came out with a saury and a salmon sashimi. Feng Ling jumped off the high stool, asked the direction of the bathroom, and left.When I came out of the bathroom, I happened to meet the old man who was holding a basin of sewage and was about to pour it out. The wind chime stopped the old man and asked the price of the meal in a low voice.

The old man is a smart man, he heard Feng Ling's intention to pay, and quickly waved his hand: "How can a girl give money? It was the first time that brat Nanjiro brought his wife to our restaurant for dinner. My own money."

"Echizen-kun and I are really just ordinary friends. The two of us have known each other for less than a month." Fengling couldn't laugh or cry, and explained, "This time he lost the game, so I treat him to dinner as a way to comfort him."

"Really?" The old man had a disbelieving expression on his face.

"Yes, really." Feng Ling nodded.

"Are you really not boyfriend and girlfriend?" The old man's focus was on the sentence in front of the wind chime.

"...Really not!" Feng Ling said with a pause.

"Actually, Xiao Longya is pretty good..."

As soon as she heard the beginning of this sentence, Feng Ling's head swelled without limit, and she couldn't care less about being polite, and hurriedly interrupted the regretful old man's words: "Grandpa, just tell me how much this meal costs." ?” She must have bumped into something unclean recently, otherwise why would everyone mention Echizen Ryuya when they saw her.

"Fifty dollars." The old man calculated and reported a figure.

"...You got a [-]% discount?" Feng Ling was stunned. The amount they ate today was more than double the amount of the meal they invited Tezuka and Echizen to eat a few days ago, and every salmon was on the plate. Can't hold the rhythm.

"I'm not foolish, I really gave that kid a [-]% discount?" The old man gave Feng Ling a blank look, "I just gave him a [-]% discount."

Naturally, Feng Ling would not believe the old man's words, she took out two hundred dollars from her skirt pocket and handed them over: "Old man, the two hundred dollars is probably not much, but I only carry these with me today, so you can Give me a [-]% discount."

"Too much!" The old man put on a serious face, ready to push the money back.

"I'm not a child." Feng Ling pursed her lips and smiled, "Just accept it. If it's really too much, then it will be used as a service fee or something."

The old man was stunned, took the money, put it in his pocket, looked up at the wind chime, and said: "You are a good girl with a kind heart, you will find your own happiness."

Feng Ling smiled brightly: "I would like to borrow your good words."

"Go back quickly." The old man nodded slightly, and walked towards the bathroom with the sewage in his hand.

Feng Ling nodded, turned and left.

The old man stopped and looked back at Feng Ling's back, with a slight smile on his lips.

When Feng Ling returned to the shop, Long Ya stretched her hands and her stomach swelled slightly, which proved that he had eaten a lot tonight. Seeing Feng Ling enter the door, he jumped off the stool, straightened his clothes, and said: " Are you back? Then pay the bill and leave?"

"I've already bought it, let's go." Feng Ling lifted the satchel on the high stool and said.

"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in those amber phoenix eyes.

"I treat you today to celebrate the successful end of your US Open journey."

"Didn't you say you have no money?"

"Because the old man gave me a discount." Feng Ling pursed her lips and said with a smile.

"Eh? Old man, you never give me a discount. Why do you give her a discount when you see the wind chimes? It's not fair!" Long Ya yelled.

"If you have the ability to become such a cute girl as Xiang Lingjiang, I'll give you a free bill!" The old man opened the curtain and walked in with an empty basin.

"Then I will bring the wind chime next time, and you will give us a free order!"

"Ling Jiang is free of charge, you all pay!"

"why?"

"Are you a woman?"

"..."

When I came out of the restaurant, it was already the beginning of the lights.The wind came slowly, and the mottled light and shadow reflected on the bluestone bricks swayed with the wind. A few prematurely mature dead leaves escaped from the confinement of the branches, turned a few times in mid-air, and floated to the ground, intending to turn them into spring mud for the next year. The flower protector adds a touch of early autumn bleakness to this bustling metropolis.

Feng Ling raised his hand and stroked the hair that was blown by the wind. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dark green-haired young man walking beside him. The dim street lamp fell on his heroic face through the gaps in the leaves, and raised his eyes slightly. The corner of his mouth outlines his beautiful lip line, which is a little closer than that kid. No wonder the minister named him as the leading actor by name when he was preparing for the advertisement.In the words of Tezuka Yunxi, Echizen Ryoma is only suitable for shooting Ponta commercials, and it is still grape-flavored.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

"How long have you been in New York?" The clear voice sounded in my ear.

Feng Ling came back to her senses and said, "About two years."

"How did you rent it there?"

"I didn't rent it." Fengling understood Longya's meaning. Apartments in the downtown area of ​​New York are very popular. It is difficult to buy or rent a house without certain connections. "Aunt Caicai asked Tezuka Helped me find it in New York, and then it seems that Tezuka found his classmate who settled here, and then rented here."

"Tezuka's classmate? Settled in New York?" Longya half-closed her eyes and thought about who this classmate, who claims to be her son's big uncle, is. When a smiling face with crooked eyebrows broke into his brain, The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, "Fu Er Zhou Zhu!" There was a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"Eh? You know Bu Erjun?" Feng Ling was a little surprised. Hearing this tone, there seemed to be some kind of hatred between them for stealing their wives and destroying their families. "He stole your girlfriend?" I heard that Bu Er Zhou Zhu graduated from university Just got married.

"Stop it, his wife is definitely not my type." Long Ya stuffed her hands into her trouser pockets, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "I know him, I know him even when he turns into ashes!"

"You lost the game against him?" Fengling had seen Fujisuke play before, and compared with that person, he was comparable, but Fujisuke's winning mentality seemed not as strong as that person.

"How is it possible?" Long Ya rolled her eyes at Feng Ling, interrupting her second guess, "Three years ago, my house was occupied, and several people were invited to dinner, including Fuji Zhou Zhu and his new wife. That bastard Buer volunteered to make matcha puffs as a snack after dinner, and after the meal, the plate of puffs was brought out, and they all asked me to choose first, so I picked the biggest one, and it turned out..." said Here, Long Ya exudes strong hatred all over her body.

"Is it mustard?" Feng Ling said cautiously.

"How do you know?" Long Ya was taken aback, he didn't seem to reveal the slightest bit of mustard when describing the whole thing.

"Yun Xi said that Buer-kun's preference for mustard has reached an outrageous level."

"Not only is it outrageous, but that perverted Buer is simply outraged by both humans and gods!"

"Then did you offend Fuji-kun somewhere, so you were teased by him?"

"..." Long Ya was lost in thought, and after a while, she said, "That is, I played a game with him a few days before joining the group, and he lost quite badly in the end, and then..."

"You said he was Madamadadane?" Without thinking, Feng Ling rolled her eyes knowing what Echizen Ryuya said after "then".

"Ahem...in front of his wife."

"Bu Erjun only let you eat wasabi puffs, it's really cheap for you." Feng Ling didn't forget Yun Xi once told the tragic story of Qingxue's data madman who designed a black-bellied polar bear and was revenged so much that he squatted on the toilet for a day and a night.

"...I'll talk about why during that time I was often on the headlines of entertainment gossip, and there were posts saying that I was crooked, which made a bunch of reporters ask me who my boyfriend is every day! It must be that bastard!"

"It deserves it." Feng Ling pursed her lips, opened her rosy lips, and spit out two words to summarize the fact that Long Ya was revenged by Bu Er.

"..."

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