Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan's birthday happened to be a Saturday night. Although he was not allowed to go home for the night, there was no late self-study, and the monthly exam results came out again. Ling Huan was still a blockbuster in the class of 30 people. They discussed going out to rub a meal of meat to satisfy their hunger.

Ling Huan didn't say that it was his birthday, and he didn't want to pay attention to bloggers, so he wanted to refuse. He actually wanted to go back early and talk to Qiao Mohan on the phone. Qiao Mohan went on a business trip for the past two days. I don't have much time to make special contact. It's finally my day off, and it's my birthday. I can't see anyone, even if I go back and listen to the voice.

Qin Feng seemed to see Ling Huan's timid eyes, and before he could speak, he dragged him out.

"Don't get inked, you have to go today if you want to go, or you have to go if you don't. This is the first regular dinner in our dormitory."

Ling Huan pursed his lips, and followed him out. If it was because of Qiao Mohan, he actually wanted to go. He hadn't experienced such an occasion, it was very fresh and restless.

These three roommates should be regarded as his close classmates for so many years.

Ling Huan is quite happy here, whether it is studying or living, he likes this feeling, eat and live together, and make progress together.

"Barbecue, hot pot, shall we vote with a show of hands?" Zhang Mingxuan said.

The three of them had already stood at Wanda Plaza, and they were just about to kick in. "I'll barbecue!" Fatty applied first.

However, Fatty's application was ruthlessly rejected by the apparently uniform sound of three hot pot beeps, "Hot pot!" "Hot pot!" "Hot pot!"

The fat man swung his arms and strode forward. The long black down jacket fluttered in the wind, and the boss's aura burst out immediately, "Hot pot is hot pot, and I have to eat hot pot in winter. I have wanted to eat duck intestines for a long time!"

Ling Huan twitched the corners of his mouth, and was followed by Qin Feng holding his shoulders.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head, and said helplessly, "Fatty doesn't want to eat so much!"

In winter, there are Sichuan-style hot pots everywhere, and there are several restaurants in Wanda alone. When four people arrived at the elevator door, they saw flyers of various gourmet restaurants on a shelf.

Qin Feng glanced at them one by one, and suggested uncertainly, "Shall we eat buffet?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the fat man raised his hands in agreement, "It must be a must! You have to help yourself to the hot pot!"

Ling Huan didn't have any objections. They looked at each other and decided on one of them.

A few people found a place closest to the place where the vegetables were picked up, and the fat man sat down and waited for the bottom of the pot to come up, "Oh, after so many days, I finally smelled a strong smell of meat!"

The mobile phone in Ling Huan's pocket vibrated, and while several people were looking around, he took it out and took a look.

"Where is it? Have you gone back?" It was Qiao Mohan's message.

Only Qiao Mohan would send him a WeChat message at this time, because the only three possible people were sitting in front of him.

Ling Huan sent him back an emoticon of a panda in a daze, and then raised his phone to take a photo of the bottom of the hot pot just served by the waiter in front of him.

"Waiting to eat meat!" The words being input were displayed on the side just after the sending was successful, Ling Huan curled his lips, and he especially liked to read these words.

"It's so spicy to eat at night, your stomach will be hungry!!!" Qiao Mohan's message was sent.

Three exclamation marks were added at the end, and Ling Huan immediately felt a strong sense of oppression. He raised his head and glanced at the red pot in front of him again, and typed on the screen with hesitant fingers, "...Ah, you misunderstood, I was eating The half next door to the red pot! Innocent face jpg!"

Click to send.

An expression of rolling his eyes was sent over immediately, indicating that Qiao Mohan obviously didn't believe his words at the moment!Ling Huan was immediately amused, this expression really didn't look like something Qiao Mohan would use, it was so ridiculous!

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at Ling Huan's screen curiously, "Who is this? Your mother?"

Ling Huan's face froze for a moment, then he returned to his natural state and put away the phone, "No."

"Hey, don't chat, I'm looking at things here, you go and get food!" Qin Feng seemed to see Ling Huan's unnaturalness, so he interjected at the right time.

The fat man went over to look for food before Qin Feng could speak. Ling Huan smiled at Qin Feng and stood up with Zhang Mingxuan.

Mother?Ling Huan thought it was ironic, which country's mother, thinking about it, suddenly felt that today's day was also ironic. Even though his parents were all alive, he was the only one left, and he still regretted guarding this sad day.

Ling Huan felt that he should have gotten used to it many years ago, or maybe he didn't care so much, but today when he saw Qin Feng and Fatty answering several calls from their relatives after a meal, something in his heart began to faint again. Discomfort!

They mechanically fed food into their mouths without even feeling the spicy taste. Seeing Ling Huan's calm look, Zhang Mingxuan and Fatty burst into tears from the heat, obviously looking like they wanted to kneel down and worship the boss.

Qin Feng couldn't stand it anymore, poured a glass of juice for Ling Huan and put it in front of him, touched Ling Huan's hand, "No, drink some."

Ling Huan put down his chopsticks, picked up the juice and leaned back on the chair back, touched his stomach, and groaned belatedly, "Ah! It seems to have lasted..."

Three black lines.

The phone in his pocket vibrated again at the right time, and Qiao Mohan's post check message was sent again.

"Baby, where are you? Have you returned to the dormitory?"

"I'll be back, right away!" Ling Huan replied.

"Go back early, it is said that there will be snow tonight, it should be cold." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan's eyes moved slightly, yes, today is the winter solstice, the coldest day of the year, ah, it will snow, and he thought to himself, why does he look so much like a little boy selling matches!

"Is there snow on your side?" Ling Huan asked.

Qiao Mohan's reply was a little slow this time, the news came in after several people came out from Wanda, "Yes!"

The temperature outside was very low, Ling Huan wrapped his hands in his pockets after reading.

"Fuck! It's really cold today, let's take a taxi back, the bus is probably packed into salmon by now!" Qin Feng shrank his neck and said.

"Let's go, take a taxi!" The chubby fat man was shivering in a black down jacket.

Ling Huan couldn't laugh or cry, "Didn't you say that fat people are the most resistant to freezing? Where is all your fat?"

Zhang Mingxuan was overjoyed, "I guess it's all in my head, I guess I can drink oil tea if I tick it off!"

Qin Feng groaned several times, feeling a little unbearable, "I said, how can you be so annoying? I just had a full meal. Don't wait a while before it warms up in my stomach, so I have to pour it all out!"

Ling Huan put the sweater hat inside on his head, smiled, and checked to see if there was an empty car, "Call Didi, otherwise we'll walk forward, this area is very busy, I guess we won't be able to get a taxi! "