smell you

On the other hand, Li Zhexi, the dwarf next to him helped carry the iron tray and walked from one end to the other. He wanted whatever dish Song Zeyou wanted.

The short man with a big face muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that the dishes Song Zeyou chooses are particularly delicious?"

Li Zhexi heard: "I can't choose." There was really no way to start.

The short, ugly man with a big face is the male nurse, dog-headed military advisor, and pig teammate A Xiao.

A Xiao held the iron tray: "I won't help you, you can go by yourself... Song Zeyou has already taken the seat."

Li Zhexi saw Song Zeyou sitting at a table in the middle of the lobby, dressed in white snow, very conspicuous.

He tried his best to speed up and squeeze past. Obviously, someone took the first step and took the position opposite Song Zeyou.

Song Zeyou said hesitantly to the stranger sitting opposite: "...someone is sitting here."

The stranger had already buried his head in eating, chewing his food, and said vaguely, "Don't pay attention to who you sit and who sits next to you. If there is space available, sit down and eat quickly. There will be more people rushing to eat later."

Li Zhexi heard it naturally, but had no choice but to find another seat, which was diagonally opposite Song Zeyou's table.

A Xiao helped him set up the tray, put away the crutches, and then went to fetch food for herself.

Song Zeyou looked at Li Zhexi, who was entrenched in that side, and couldn't help being dumbfounded. If he knew this, he would just send a WeChat message on his mobile phone, so why bother to come here.

Li Zhexi sat down, didn't seem to start it, but took out his mobile phone instead.

After a while, Song Zeyou received a WeChat message.

Jianbao: [Seeing me, you don't seem surprised at all. ]

Song Zeyou; [You sent me the first message, and I guessed it was you. ]

Jianbao: [How do you know?Did someone tell you? ]

Song Zeyou raised his head and looked obliquely, and Li Zhexi happened to look at him too.

Although he has looked at Li Zhexi from head to toe and touched him all over =-=, but now he looks very strange... Maybe it's because of his sitting?

Li Zhexi, who was lying there, had attachment, longing and exploration in his eyes, showing a bit of childishness, and now he couldn't see any emotion in the other party's eyes at all.

Huge and heavy as Mount Tai, it gives the impression that it is majestic, critical and difficult to please.

It should be said that he didn't know Li Zhexi at all, but just based on a few text messages...why did he immediately feel that the person who spoke must be Li Zhexi?

It was as if the breath of the other party had permeated through the Internet.

Song Zeyou: [Jianbao is not a serious person. ]

"Pa—" An iron tray was placed abruptly in front of it.

Song Zeyou raised his head, the seat opposite him was changed at some time, Li Zhexi's nurse took up his seat, was wiping the table with a paper towel, and waved to Li Zhexi, signaling him to come and sit down.

Song Zeyou yelled in his heart, it would be better to just sit far away and send text messages, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and smash the iron plate on Li Zhexi's face.

Li Zhexi came over, sitting on the long bench with his huge body, the bench creaked under the heavy weight, and others sweated for him.

"What do you think of the taste of the vegetarian dishes here?"

Song Zeyou said in his heart: Who is in the mood to talk to you about the taste of the food, where you can eat casually for ten yuan, and expect to feel like a luxurious restaurant? !

"... Did you order Shanghai Garden before?"

Li Zhexi thought that Song Zeyou would start talking about insurance.

"……it's me."

"The small villa in Shanghai Garden is your home?"

"It's okay to say that."

Song Zeyou heard the implication of his words, he couldn't control his expression, he was angry with Fu, and he was a ghost, and he didn't let Diaosi live.

"Do you have a Humvee?"

"...Yes." Li Zhexi was flustered by Song Zeyou's angry eyes.

Song Zeyou poked the lotus root slices vigorously with his chopsticks, and said through gritted teeth, "Why did you ask someone to hit me with a Humvee?"

Li Xixi was at a loss, and when he realized it, he immediately reached out and grabbed Song Zeyou's shoulder, and asked eagerly, "Crash? Where did you hit? Who hit you?!!!"

Song Zeyou waved his hand away and said angrily, "If I was hit, would I still be sitting here?! You know who hit me."

Li Zhexi said seriously: "I swear, I never let anyone hit you with a car, and I don't know about it... Where did the Humvee hit you?"

Song Zeyou was dubious: "The last time I delivered food, it was in Shanghai Garden."

Li Zhexi made up his mind and said: "The whole process is monitored in the community, don't worry, after I check the monitoring records, I will definitely give you a perfect answer."

Song Zeyou pursed his lips and remained silent.

For a while, both of them sat silently.

Li Zhexi's head was already in chaos.

He had already vaguely guessed who the one driving the Hummer would be.

If that person really did it, then in the eyes of Song Zeyou, everything he did during this period of time was full of malice.

How can a person who is willing to gamble with the other party's life in order to test the other party be willing to arrange a job for him sincerely, and it is impossible to approach him without purpose.

Ironically, when Song Zeyou rejected him, avoided him, and ignored him, he felt lost and sad, and thought in his heart, how could a person be so cold and hard-hearted.

He got it, got it all.

Li Zhexi suppressed the fury in his heart, wishing he could arrest that reckless guy and beat him up severely.

He really wanted to know if Song Zeyou had superb cooking skills, and he really wanted to taste the delicious eggplant porridge that day again, but Song Zeyou was the one who stood above everything else, and this person was his benefactor.

So Song Zeyou saved his life, what should he repay?

All the kindness he reciprocates comes with his own will, although there is no malice, but it is full of strong purpose.

Song Zeyou didn't speak anymore but started to eat.

Li Zhexi also carefully finished the vegetarian dishes on the iron plate. Before leaving, he said: "I will contact you after I find out the truth."

"..." Song Zeyou bowed his head, pretending not to hear.

Li Zhexi and A Xiao came to the parking lot.

A Xiao said: "You seem to have lost the conversation, it shows that your EQ is low, I really worry about you."

Li Zhexi stared at the Hummer with red eyes, wishing to stare the car out of a hole.

……

Song Zeyou didn't know how to eat, and just halfway through eating, Lin Jian's WeChat message came.

[How's the talk going?I'm almost at Green Jade Pavilion. ]

Song Zeyou thought for a while: [Come here, I'm still in the Green Jade Pavilion and I have something to tell you. ]

Lin Jian came hurriedly with a briefcase, and there were only a few vegetarian dishes left in Lvyu Pavilion, and they were very few.

Seeing Song Zeyou sitting there eating alone, Lin Jian hurried over: "How is it? Did he promise verbally?"

Song Zeyou sighed: "Lin Jian, I'm really sorry, I don't think I can do this job. We have been classmates for so many years, and you know my personality best. I really don't want to be in a relationship with people. With a strong sense of purpose. You should respect my choice—”

Seeing Song Zeyou's cold and serious expression, Lin Jian couldn't help sighing: "Since you really don't want to do it, I can't force it. But if you think about it again, now the company needs a highly educated talent like you."

Song Zeyou couldn't help laughing at himself when he heard "highly educated talents".

……

After that day, everything seemed to be back to the past, everything was calm, and Li Zhexi never bothered him again.

Song Zeyou found a job in an industrial area quite far from home.

It should be regarded as a medium-sized enterprise, with staff dormitories, canteens, and a gym.

When he moved away from home, his brother said: "Brother, you are looking for a job so far away, but you actually want to move out, don't you?!"

Song Zeyou hurriedly said: "Brother, don't worry too much, there is no suitable job near home. Go to the industrial area, maybe I can save a sum of money. Besides, it's not very far, and it's only one car journey away." When I was young, I would go home on the rest day. Now that communication is so developed, people are afraid of losing it.”

The staff dormitory has four people in one room, and only the management can be allocated a single room.

As a new clerk, he naturally does not have a single room benefit, and with more people, naturally less privacy, as if he has returned to his college days.

But it is completely different from the university days, because the quality of people is different.

Song Zeyou used to live the life of a two-point and first-line otaku, but now after working in this company, he is more of an otaku.

In addition, it is the meals in the cafeteria.

The taste of the vegetarian dishes in Lvyu Pavilion is average, but it is still a few blocks away from the food in the cafeteria. What a tragedy.

After a few days, he can't wait to roll up his sleeves and cook for himself, and teach the aunt who is in charge of the spoon that the food is for people to eat, not for pigs.

In the peaceful and ordinary life, there is a bit of loneliness, which seems to be a little different.

The lawyer Yang Chengjun suddenly asked to be a friend again.

This time, Song Zeyou passed the request.

Yang Chengjun: [Sorry, I have been out of town recently, I came back yesterday. ]

Song Zeyou: [...Are you okay?Are you all right? ]

Girlfriend being raped and murdered near his home sounds like a plot in a serial drama, but in fact life is sometimes more bloody and cruel than a serial drama.

Yang Chengjun suddenly posted a selfie. The background was a row of thick bookcases, which obviously contained legal books. It seemed that he took it at his work place.

Young and handsome, very elegant.There is a smile on the corner of his lips, which is a bit relaxed and comfortable.

Song Zeyou: "..."

Then Yang Chengjun sent another voice: "I'm fine now, and I've started to go to work. When will I make an appointment for a chat, let's meet up."

Another one: "I've dated you for a long time."

Song Zeyou suddenly realized that the wechat incident in the hotel was not brought up again.