sugar addiction

Holding the woman's hand, shaking her throat and laughing, "This is your Uncle Lin, called Uncle."

Her daughter is only one year old, how can she pay attention to her, whimpering and waving her little hands to look around.

"Squad leader," Zhang Ting gently tipped the child, and smiled at Lin Ze, "It's been a few years since you graduated, and there's still no one suitable?"

The child leaned forward to grab his hand.Lin Ze was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand for her to grasp, and replied, "Well, I haven't met."

Zhang Ting didn't come here for him this time, but it doesn't matter if he makes a bridge.Ever since she got married and got married by mistake, she became addicted to being a matchmaker, and loved to chat with people when she had nothing to do.

"It can't be because the requirements are too high," she joked, "What kind of monitor do you like? Shall I find two for you?"

Someone teased her from the sidelines: "Matchmaker Zhang, all the people you introduced have been introduced to other people's weddings."

"No way," Zhang Ting cast a sidelong glance at the man, and said while looking away, "Men are unmarried and women are unmarried, I am doing a good deed."

In fact, she didn't need to look to know that she was looking at Fang Yuan who was standing at the next table helping Xu Li hold back the wine.

Fang Yuan was the best man, and he was dressed in a dark suit, making his figure straight and full of maturity.He usually wears formal clothes at work, but Lin Ze is used to it.

It's just that compared to the Fang Yuan that stays in Zhang Ting's memory, it seems to have a bit more taste.

26.

Wine is respected table by table.Lin Ze and the others were at the last table. When the bride and groom came over, they had almost eaten.

"Come here," someone stood up and hooked Xu Li over, hooked his shoulders, and sat down on a chair with Fang Yuan. "The next one won't be able to run away. Stop fooling around with white water, and bring a bottle of white wine."

Xu Li drank until his neck turned red, and he nodded and smiled carelessly: "All right, just a little, Zhong Juan can't drink very much, please be kind."

"Hey, it's time to start drinking before it starts!" Everyone burst into laughter.

Zhong Juan sat beside her, smiling a little embarrassedly.

"That's enough, stop talking nonsense," the man pushed the cup into his hand, and urged, "Drink quickly."

Inevitably, Fang Yuan was also handed the wine.

In fact, he did not drink less while helping Xu Li block the wine. Although his consciousness was still somewhat clear, the pain in his temple was throbbing, which made him a little irritable.

"What's the fuss?" He tapped the cup with his fingers once and for all, but his voice was still calm, "The groom drinks like this, so take it easy."

"Hey, don't talk about others," Zhang Ting's voice suddenly squeezed in, holding the child and lifting his chin at him, "Shouldn't you, the best man, pay more attention to your personal problems?"

The smile on Fang Yuan's face was so light that he couldn't help but sip the wine in his hand: "Is this kind of thing worthwhile?"

As soon as he took the cup, the things on his fingers flickered.

Zhang Ting's sharp eyes noticed it immediately, his heart sank, and he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You still wear a ring..."

Xu Li was drowsy from drinking, but when he heard what she said, he suddenly woke up from fright.

Fang Yuan has been playing since high school.It is common for him to stumble while exercising, and it is easy to get injured while wearing jewelry, so since then, he has not had the habit of wearing rings.

Xu Li held the cup tightly, stood up and looked at Lin Ze who was sitting diagonally opposite.However, after looking at it several times, he didn't see anything the other party was wearing.

Zhang Ting's words aroused everyone's curiosity.

Fang Yuan looked along the line of sight, and seemed to notice the plain ring on the middle finger of his right hand a little belatedly, raised his cup and smiled: "Sorry, I have the owner."

Xu Li took a sip of wine and stuffed his throat, choking and coughing.

"real or fake."

Zhang Ting was still dubious. She had heard that Fang Yuan was single, so she had a girlfriend out of nowhere.

She patted the child's back lightly, and smiled meaningfully: "Isn't it because he's wearing something to protect the peach blossoms?"

Fang Yuan just smiled, and met her scrutinizing eyes and replied: "How could it be?"

We talked about the past while eating a meal, and it was already past two o'clock by the time the show ended.

Zhong Juan changed his clothes and communicated with the person in charge of the venue about the follow-up procedure.She turned her head worried and called Xu Li who was sitting sober: "Is it still uncomfortable, do you want some tea?"

Xu Li wiped his face, lowered his head and said vaguely: "It's okay."

"What about Fang Yuan, I'll call a car and let him go back and rest for a while?"

Xu Li glanced at Lin Ze who had just finished calling, and waved, "Let Lin Ze go and have a look."

Fang Yuan didn't go very far, he just stood at the window of the corridor and smoked.The stimulation of the smell of smoke made his nerves paralyzed by alcohol a little clearer, but it still couldn't relieve the uncomfortable force.

He held a cigarette in his right hand, and the plain ring on his middle finger looked particularly eye-catching in the sun.

Lin Ze couldn't help but look at it for a while, then walked over and said, "I can't hold on, I'm going back."

Fang Yuan exhaled the smoke slowly, turned his head to meet his gaze, held the smoke between his fingers and asked, "Do you mind?"

He was talking about the ring, Lin Ze knew it, but he didn't want to answer it.

"I bought the right ring," Fang Yuan looked down, with a drunken voice, "You don't wear it."

He said this lightly, if he really wore it, he might cause some troubles at Xu Li's wedding.According to the situation just now, just one Zhang Ting is difficult enough to deal with.

Lin Ze didn't answer his words, but said calmly: "I can find another teacher to substitute for the class in the afternoon, and I have to go back to school later. I'll take you back first."

Fang Yuan bit his cigarette and didn't move. His vision was blurred by the smoke, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

Lin Ze sighed and reached out to pull him.But he didn't expect Fang Yuan to turn his hand back and grab his wrist and pull him over.

He was used to the other party's capricious appearance, but he still frowned and reminded: "I'm still in a hurry..."

Lin Ze has a very cold personality, Fang Yuan knew it early on.Because of that indifferent attitude, it always gives others a feeling of inhumanity.

He looked down at Lin Ze's frowning and trying to keep calm, and the bad feeling in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

"Tell you a secret." He whispered in the other's ear and chuckled.

In fact, Lin Ze didn't realize that he had never lied in front of him.

"I said I wanted to be with you," he said, seeing Lin Ze's subconsciously stunned expression as he wished, and raised the corners of his mouth, "It's true."

Fang Yuan didn't really care whether the other party believed it or not.

The days were long and he had plenty of time.

Finish

Fanwaiyi

This year's winter vacation, Lin Ze's school dismissed extraordinarily early.

He rested for almost half a month after correcting the final papers, and Fang Yuan was still too busy with the finishing work at the end of the year.

When there was a knock on the door, Lin Ze was making honeysuckle tea in the kitchen.During the break before class, Mr. Chen talked about it for a long time in front of him.

"Take care of your body while you're young," Mr. Chen carried a porcelain teacup with him all day long, and took it with him wherever he went. After a while, it won't be easy."

Lin Ze nodded and listened, but couldn't help thinking about Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan is addicted to alcohol and cigarettes, and he has no rules in his work and life.It may not be a problem to be young now, but in the long run, there may be something wrong with it.Think about the previous sore throat, which is a precedent.

Lin Ze was thinking while boiling the water, the knock on the door outside seemed to intensify.He came back to his senses, and opened the door before the opponent kicked it, looking at Jingwen's impatient deer eyes.

"Hey, don't ask me," she lifted up the heavy bag in her hand, changed her shoes and went into the house, "my mother asked me to bring them here, saying that Fang Yuan won't go back for the New Year, so I should stock up some for your house." goods."

Every year their family goes back to their hometown to spend the New Year with the older generation, and this year is no exception.

"These are dumplings made at home, with pork filling and three delicacies." Fang Jingwen put the things on the coffee table, squeezed her sore arms, and pulled open the bag to take out one by one. "This bag contains glutinous rice balls. Both salty and sweet, the meat of this sausage is packed by the pigs we feed ourselves in our hometown, which is much healthier and more hygienic than the ones sold outside.”

She said a lot, but Lin Ze's thoughts were still in the first half.

"...Fang Yuan won't go back with you during the Chinese New Year?"

"That's right." Fang Jingwen looked up at him, and blinked inexplicably, "Isn't it because you don't plan to go back to your hometown during the Chinese New Year, and you want to live in the city, or why is he staying here?"

She ignored the other party's slightly dazed expression, and looked around the room curiously.The room was neat and tidy, except for a half-read teaching aid book that was buckled upside down on the sofa.

Fang Jingwen was a little disappointed and said, "It's really boring for you to read at home alone."

She turned her head and asked without interest: "Where's Fang Yuan?"

Standing at the street corner, Fang Yuan raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was three minutes before one o'clock in the morning.

He wasn't very interested in the company's annual dinner.

I went back and forth to run the contract for two months in a row, and I drank more than I ate.If it wasn't for the director of the sales department pulling him and refusing to let him go, he would have found an excuse to leave early.

"You're fine, kid," Director Xing stuffed the wine into his hand, hiccupping, "You're number one in this quarter's performance again, are you going to give other sales managers a living?"

Fang Yuan took the wine and smiled: "It's all luck."

He looked at the pale yellow liquid in the glass, his eyes roving over the rim of the glass.

I have to stay up all night and work overtime for one night, and a business trip can take at least ten or twenty days, not to mention the entertainment and reception.To put it bluntly, it is all life-consuming, relying on youth to persevere.

The last time I sat with Lin Ze