I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Guan Ling packed up and went out with Liang Ze, saw the A8 parked at the intersection from a distance, Guan Ling habitually walked to the driver's seat, just opened the door to get in, when Liang Ze dragged her The arm stopped.

"Sit over there." Liang Ze said to him.

Guan Ling showed a rare expression, and Liang Zebai glanced at him, "Have you not counted how much you drank at noon? It's only been a few hours, and I don't want to walk halfway and be taken to the police station."

Guan Ling didn't expect this, so he ran to the passenger seat in desperation.

"Is there anything to eat nearby?" Liang Ze started the car and asked.

"What to eat?" Guan Ling asked while fastening his seat belt.

"Eat something to fill your stomach," Liang Ze said, "there's nothing to eat in the bar except wine. After a while, the group of people will definitely drink endlessly, and they can't stand without something."

Guan Ling understood, "Go ahead, there is a delicious street two streets away, students often go there to eat."

It coincided with the National Day holiday, and most of the restaurants near the school were closed. After walking around, Liang Ze looked quite disgusted, "Why are these shops like toilets, so small that there is nowhere to go?"

"Can you not confuse eating with eating?" Guan Ling rubbed his stomach. He drank all the alcohol at noon and didn't eat much of the staple food. His stomach was already singing empty plans, "I don't even have any appetite after you describe it like this." .”

"I don't like the appearance of this store." Liang Ze said.

Guan Ling didn't care whether he had an appetite or not, and dragged him directly into a rice noodle shop. There were not many tables in the shop, but there were only two empty tables left. The taste that had just been suppressed came up again.

Guan Ling didn't choose, and sat down at the table by the door, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code at the corner of the table to order food.

Liang Ze stood on the path between the tables, his brows were furrowed tightly, every cell in his body resisted, "Just eat this?"

"It tastes great." Guan Ling ordered the store's signature pickled cabbage and fish rice noodles for himself, and handed the phone to Liang Ze, "See what you want to eat."

Liang Ze didn't even look at the phone handed over, "It's boring."

"Hey, what a young master." Guan Ling sighed, and didn't bother to pick any more. He just added an extra one to the one he ordered, then placed the order directly, and took a few more from the paper box at the corner of the table. A paper towel came out, first wiped the other side of the table back and forth several times before starting to wipe my own, turned the paper towel over and showed it to Liang Ze, "It's pretty clean, the paper isn't too dark."

Although the paper towels that had been wiped on the table were not very black, they were not as white as the new ones. Liang Ze looked away in disgust. The guests at the two tables next to him saw him standing stupidly in the aisle, and threw strange things at him. look.

Liang Ze didn't want to be treated as a monkey in the zoo, so he reluctantly walked across to Guan Ling. When he was about to sit down, he took a few pieces of paper from the tissue box and wiped the chair back and forth several times. Finally, he looked constipated I sat on the chair, but my back was straight, as if there were thorns on the back of the chair.

Before serving the rice noodles, Guan Ling went to the window to get a small plate of soaked radishes, sweet and sour, very appetizing, Guan Ling was so hungry that he couldn't stand the smell, and didn't wait for the rice noodles to be served, so he took a pair of chopsticks first I ate half a plate of pickled radish.

Liang Ze sat across from him, seeing him enjoying his meal, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it that delicious?"

"You'll know if you try it." Guan Ling gave him a pair of chopsticks.

Liang Ze glanced at the chopsticks, and silently refused, Guan Ling stared at him for a while, then sighed, got up and went to the window to ask the boss for a pair of disposable chopsticks.

"Why didn't I find out about you before?" Guan Ling handed him the disposable chopsticks, "You're still so clean."

"I'm not called cleanliness, I just pay attention to hygiene." Liang Ze took the chopsticks and stared at the remaining half plate of pickled radishes for at least ten seconds before taking a bite as if he had finally made up his mind. Put the strips in your mouth.

"How is it?" Guan Ling looked at him curiously, "Is it delicious?"

The soaked radish is very crunchy, sweet in the mouth, a bit sour when bitten down, and a bit spicy in the aftertaste after swallowing, very refreshing.

But Liang Ze felt that the complacency in Guan Ling's eyes was too obvious, so he swallowed all these compliments, and said flatly, "It's okay."

"Don't you think it's unhygienic?" Guan Ling teased with a smile.

Liang Ze didn't answer, just happened to be that the proprietress brought two bowls of rice to the table, and the two of them ended the topic about unhygienic hygiene in good time.

Guan Ling ordered the signature pickled fish rice noodles in the restaurant. Besides the pickled fish and rice noodles, there were some shredded fungus and small green vegetables in it.

"I'm starving to death," Guan Ling took a sip of the powder, squinted his eyes from the heat, and said vaguely, "I didn't eat much at noon."

"I spend money to treat guests but don't eat them," Liang Ze stared at the rice noodles in front of him while pinching his chopsticks. Listening, the corner of his mouth twitched, "This is not like your style."

"I'm full of wine, so there's no place to eat the staple food." Guan Ling swallowed the fish in his mouth and shook his head, "I can't drink any more at night."

The environment in the store is not good. There are black stains on the floor tiles. I don’t know whether it is soup stains or oil spots that have been stepped on by people’s feet. Although there is a trash can under each table, there are still unthrown trash by the table. It was a small ball of paper, but the proprietress was very enthusiastic, the rice noodles were very fragrant, and Guan Ling ate very deliciously. Liang Ze couldn't resist the temptation of this "fragrant" in the end, and put his chopsticks into the bowl.

That kid Wei Jie went crazy and was killing people, there must be a tough battle to fight at night, Liang Ze didn't dare to eat too much, but there was not much left in the bowl when he left.

Liang Ze was still driving, and Guan Ling was sitting in the co-pilot playing with his mobile phone. After pressing the navigation to enter the main road, Liang Ze asked him, "How much is a bowl of rice noodles just now?"

"Eighteen." Guan Ling replied without raising his head, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly said, "Don't bother me about this little money, please eat."

"I just asked casually, I didn't intend to give it to you." Liang Ze said bluntly.

Guan Ling clicked his tongue, and tapped the phone screen from time to time, but he didn't answer, probably acquiescing.

"What are you doing?" Liang Ze glanced at his hand while turning the steering wheel, "I hold a mobile phone after eating, and hold a mobile phone after the car has driven two miles."

"Retouching the picture." Guan Ling didn't look up, and after seven or eight seconds, he held the phone in front of Liang Ze, "How is it?"

Liang Ze had to watch the road, so he didn't have time to take a closer look at what was on the screen, but even with a cursory glance, he could clearly see that it was a group photo of the two of them taken more than half an hour ago.

Liang Ze didn't notice the distance between the two when the photo was taken. After the photo was taken, Guan Ling put away the phone and didn't show it to him. He didn't even know the effect of the photo, but when The photo suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Liang Ze was still stunned for a moment.

On the screen, the two people are very close to each other with their heads close together, and the raised corners of their mouths indicate their good mood at that time. They have the same hairstyle and the same color of shirts. All good.

"It's okay." Liang Ze's Adam's apple rolled, and he gave a rather pertinent evaluation.

"It's okay?" Guan Ling clicked his tongue and took back the phone, "I've been repairing it for a long time, and I've changed ten filters, so you think it's okay?"

Liang Ze's attention was on the faces of the two of them, so he didn't pay attention to whether there was a filter or not. He was a little embarrassed at the moment, and added, "It's good."

"What about this one?" Guan Ling held the phone in front of him, "I changed the filter, adjusted the saturation, etc. Does it look better than the one just now?"

Liang Ze was driving, so he didn't want to stare at the photo carefully, so he just took a quick glance. The overall tone of the photo was darker than the previous one, the background was darker, and the faces of the two were not as white as before, but more like lights Due to the effect, Liang Ze couldn't help but think of the scene when Guan Ling leaned on the door frame next to the wall lamp and talked to him that night at the door of his room.

Very gentle color.

Liang Ze's throat tightened, he turned his eyes away, and said two words rather miserly, "It looks good."

"Then here's this one." Guan Ling modified it for a long time, and was finally approved. It felt like he had completed a big project. He kept it and said, "I'll send you one later."

Liang Ze was thinking about how to ask him for one so that it would not be so abrupt, but he didn't expect Guan Ling to be so active, and he felt a little awkward again, and said flatly, "Tell me what to do, it's useless."

"Who said it's useless!" Guan Ling said righteously, "Make it a screensaver."

"What screen saver?" Liang Ze was confused.

"Mobile phone." Guan Ling shook the phone, "Or do you want to set it as a wallpaper?"

Liang Ze was dumbfounded. When Guan Ling showed him the photos just now, he really thought they were pretty good, but he hadn't thought of using them as wallpapers. What does Guan Ling mean?Or is he implying something?

"It doesn't matter, I'll post it on your phone, you can do whatever you want." Guan Ling said inwardly that I got the photo anyway, so it's fine to have it on my phone, whatever you like.

Guan Ling searched on WeChat for a long time and couldn't find anyone before realizing that he didn't have Liang Ze's WeChat friends at all, so he clicked on Alipay depressed, and asked while sending pictures to the other party, "Do you usually use Alipay to communicate with people? ?”

Liang Ze's focus was still on whether to set it as a screensaver or wallpaper, but when he heard the words of the officer, he answered without thinking, "Use your mouth."

Two black lines slid across the corner of Guan Ling's forehead, the corner of his mouth twitched several times in a row, and then he swallowed the mmp in his throat back.

"I sent you Alipay." Guan Ling said.

Liang Ze said oh, one matter in Guan Ling's mind was over, and he felt his whole body relaxed a lot. He lowered the back of the chair, slumped on the back and closed his eyes. But the whole person is still not energetic, and his head is still a little dizzy. He plans to squat for a while on the road to rest his mind, otherwise he will not have the energy to "fight" at night.

The small carriage fell silent for a moment, Liang Ze's mind was spinning, his mind flashed for a while the group photo just now, for a while flashed Guan Ling's hateful face when he was trying to trick him, and for a while he was frozen in the tenderness under the wall lamp that night. light.

The pickled cabbage fish rice noodle is delicious, but it is a little salty. Liang Ze felt his throat was tight and his lips were dry. He licked his dry lips, turned his head, and looked at Guan Ling's quiet side face with his eyes closed. Pretending to be unintentional, he asked, "Did you set up a screen saver or a wallpaper?"

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