The good substitute is actually a group pet

??He Pingsui's palm was dry and warm.

??Different from Jin Liang and the others who caress and touch their heads like a dog's head,??He Pingsui's movement of touching the top of his head is jerky, but very gentle.

?? With a bit of pity that I can't explain clearly.

??Meng Tinghe paused for a few seconds, then tilted his head.

??He Pingsui took his hand back.

"I want to ask if you are free tonight. Let's have dinner together." He Pingsui put his hands in his pockets and finished the sentence.

??Meng Tinghe quietly curled his fingers into his sleeves, shook his head and said, "No, I'm not hungry."

?? In fact, very hungry,? Stomach began to ache.

??But I always feel that after that night,? going to dinner with He Pingsui is a bit strange.

??Meng Tinghe clutched his cold fingertips in his palm, ?reading to say goodbye to He Pingsui.

??He Pingsui looked down at Meng Tinghe's small movements and slightly pale face, and took a step to the right calmly.

?? Generally speaking, after being rejected by someone, Mr. He would not ask a second time... No, Mr. He would not invite people at all.

But facing Meng Tinghe, He Pingsui not only blocked him subconsciously, but also sold Amway to try to make a meal appointment: "That restaurant was invested by my friend, and invited a descendant of a royal chef, and his specialty is vinegar fish and squirrel mandarin fish."

The wind was mostly blocked, and Meng Tinghe's long wig, which was blown up by the wind, was draped over his shoulders obediently again.

??The moment Meng Tinghe heard the names of the two dishes, Meng Tinghe's stomach betrayed him.

?? "..."

?? There was a smile in He Pingsui's eyes.

??Meng Tinghe lowered his head and glanced at the disappointing stomach, and calmly argued: "You didn't hear anything."

??He Pingsui put on a perfunctory expression of "you're right": "Go?"

?? Yuchu, vinegar fish,? Mandarin fish.

??fish.

??Meng Tinghe thought for two seconds, and decided to follow his heart: "Okay."

??…

??He Pingsui drove Meng Tinghe to a private restaurant.

?? A very remote store, but the parking lot outside is almost full.

?? A man and a woman came out of the door. Meng Tinghe recalled his meager knowledge of the entertainment industry, and recognized them as the first-line florets and members of the popular boy group.

"Let's go." He Pingsui parked the car, "I've already asked them to do it, so you can eat when you go there."

??Meng Tinghe looked away: "Yes."

??——University A takes four to 10 minutes to drive here.During the journey, He Pingsui didn't deliberately find a topic, and the only sound in the car was the shallow breathing of the two of them.

?? When he walked halfway, He Pingsui turned his head and saw Meng Tinghe in the passenger seat with his eyes closed and his hands resting casually on his abdomen.

?? Seeing this, He Pingsui stopped the car on the side of the road.

??Meng Tinghe opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I remember there was food in the car." Mr. He had never taken care of anyone before, so he paused, unbuckled his seat belt, and took out a small piece of yogurt bread from the car.

??He handed the bread to Meng Tinghe: "Let's make a cushion first. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken you so far."

??Meng Tinghe felt very strange.

?? When they were negotiating that day, this person was still a little uncertain, and he was not very happy when he left in the end. Why did he suddenly treat him more...gentle and pampering?

?? After taking the bread he handed over, Meng Tinghe took a bite: "It's okay."

?? He Pingsui observed for a while, then stepped on the accelerator: "Let them do it first, and they can eat it later. What do you want to eat?"

??"fish."

??Meng Tinghe turned his head to look at him, the desire in his eyes is the best interpretation of supporting him to the restaurant: "Vinegar fish, mandarin fish."

??He Pingsui: "...OK."

?? Dare to find the right taste for the name of the dish that he reported casually.

?? After Meng Tinghe finished ordering, he closed his eyes peacefully.

??…

??The two walked into this private restaurant.It looks small from the outside, but it's unique when you walk in.

??He Pingsui led Meng Tinghe through the corridor of the front yard and walked deep.

?? Turning to a wooden bridge, two middle-aged men came across, talking with the joy of eating and drinking.

??The four people passed each other and walked for a short distance. The middle-aged man who walked past suddenly yelled this way.

?? "Wait a minute! Hey! The two over there! Wait a moment!"

??Meng Tinghe stopped, He Pingsui glanced at him and stopped too.

??The middle-aged man trotted over just now, a little excited: "Hi, may I ask you to be Meng Tinghe Meng's classmate, right?"

?? The person came with a Chinese character face, a full beard, and a shiny head.

??Meng Tinghe identified it and confirmed that he did not know this person.

"Let me introduce myself, Zhang Weiguo." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to Meng Tinghe, expressing his intention, "I want to ask you to be my model."

??Meng Tinghe shook hands with him politely.

?? Another man who was traveling with Zhang Weiguo also came over, nodded to Meng Tinghe, saw He Pingsui next to him, and called him in surprise.

?? "Mr. He."

??He Pingsui recognized who these two were when he saw the man walking towards him.

??The one who wants Meng Tinghe to be a model is a very stylish photographer, well-known in the domestic and foreign photography circles, and the other one is the famous director He Feng. He invested in a movie directed by him last year. .

?? Zhang Weiguo's eyes were bright: "I watched your performance video just now, and it was amazing. I want to shoot for you."

?? Meng Tinghe faintly smelled the smell of vinegar fish floating in the distance, and spoke a little faster: "Thank you for the compliment, but I don't want to be a model."

??He Pingsui didn't expect Zhang Weiguo to stop Meng Tinghe for this reason, so he couldn't help giving him an unfriendly look.

?? Zhang Weiguo was not annoyed when he was rejected, and tried his best to sell.He Feng pondered He Pingsui's thoughts, and dragged his companion away.

?? "You will surely make the whole world amaze you!" Before Zhang Weiguo left, he did not forget to give Meng Tinghe a business card, thinking of Meng Tinghe's poor family mentioned in the barrage, "There will be a lot of money. "

?? "..."

??He Feng looked at He Pingsui as if he covered his mouth and dragged him away.

??…

??Meng Tinghe held the stamped business card and followed He Pingsui to his exclusive private room.

??The dishes have been served, and the room is filled with the smell of vinegar fish.

??He Pingsui sat across from Meng Tinghe and motioned him to eat quickly, but he didn't move his chopsticks much.

??——The whole world will be amazed by you.

?? "Do you want to be a model?"

??Vinegar fish is tender and sweet, with just the right taste of crab.Satisfied, Meng Tinghe picked out a fishbone and looked up at He Pingsui: "I don't want to."

?? He doesn't want to enter the entertainment circle, and he doesn't lack money.

??He Pingsui relaxed inexplicably, and ate fish with Meng Tinghe.

?? Watching Meng Tinghe eat is a very enjoyable thing.He eats deliciously, but moves gracefully and calmly.

??At least He Pingsui was in a good mood after eating this meal. He also fulfilled his own words and didn't bring up the topic of crossing the line. He just had a meal together.

?? The room was lit with soft light, which softly reflected the eyebrows and eyes of the two of them. There was an inexplicably warm atmosphere in the room.Meng Tinghe glanced at He Pingsui while eating the fish.

?? He asked his personal doctor Uncle Chi that day, and the speculation he got was the reaction of drugs and mixed alcohol.

?? A week later, he waited until the marks on his body were no longer visible, so he went directly to Uncle Chi.

?? The final conclusion was more or less the same as speculation, that a certain proportion of mixed alcohol and certain hallucinogenic drugs would produce another reaction that he could not be immune to.

??——Just like that night, sober and crazy, restrained and self-conscious.

?? In short, the impact is small and can be controlled.

?? I just don't know why, when facing He Pingsui, Meng Tinghe chose to indulge. It can only be said that the effect of restraint varies from person to person.

??…

??When both of them stopped their chopsticks, He Pingsui called out, "Meng Tinghe."

?? The tone is very solemn.

??Meng Tinghe involuntarily sat up straight: "Huh?"

?? He Pingsui looked into his eyes, and repeated what he said on Colonel A Avenue just now: "I'm sorry, and thank you."

??This kind of He Pingsui is very strange, Meng Tinghe flexed his fingers: "...Why did you say that suddenly?"

?? The familiar melody has long been engraved into the soul, and has become an indispensable medicine to appease him.

?? Or, it was the person in front of him who gave him five years of peace.

??He Pingsui organized the language: "Because, at that time, I was in Yuezhao..."

?? hum——

??Even though the volume was turned to mute, the vibration of the incoming phone call made He Pingsu stop talking.

??Meng Tinghe gave him an apologetic look, and took the mobile phone aside.

??The caller is He Mingkun.

??Meng Tinghe hung his finger above the screen for a few seconds, and swiped across to refuse to answer.

?? Not long after, the call came again.

"Go ahead."

??Meng Tinghe glanced at him and picked up the phone.Before he could speak, He Mingkun on the other end had already opened his mouth like a cannonball: "Meng Tinghe? Why didn't you answer the phone? Where are you?"

??"how?"

??He Mingkun's voice was very strong: "You know the pipa? Why didn't you say it earlier? Where are you, come back."

??Meng Ting Hemeifeng picked it up: "Oh." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

?? He Mingkun on the other end was so angry that he dropped his phone.

??The New Year's Eve Gala was just a good opportunity for He Mingkun to make an appointment. He wandered around the scene and asked someone from the dance department before leaving the gymnasium.

?? Unexpectedly, when I accidentally turned on the live broadcast, I saw Meng Tinghe playing the pipa.

?? On the stage, so dazzling, so beautiful.

??And what he found out at the beginning, Bai Yueguang's favorite instrument is the pipa.

?? He Mingkun immediately felt that he was being tricked, so he called Meng Tinghe aggressively, and was hung up.

??…

??He Pingsui watched Meng Tinghe hang up the phone, tapped on the table with his fingers, and the serious expression on his face faded.

??Meng Tinghe conveniently pulled He Mingkun into the blacklist and asked him, "Sorry, what did you want to say just now?"

??--say what?Say you and I have known each other for a long time, that you have inadvertently comforted me for many years?

??——But you are still living in other people's homes and have relationships with many people.

??He Pingsui closed his eyes, suddenly lost interest in talking about this, and turned to another topic: "My eldest nephew?"

??Meng Tinghe was not surprised that he could guess it. He opened his mouth and didn't say anything. It was a tacit consent to his words.

?? The room fell into a sour silence.

??Meng Tinghe watched He Pingsui's interest drop, and had some guesses about the reason in his heart.

?? But... Isn't he a veteran, how can he be serious easily, how can he care about these things.

?? Due to his personality and limited relationship, Meng Tinghe didn't go up to explain what was going on, and He Pingsui saved the last bit of face and didn't ask further.

?? A meal ended up not very pleasant.

??Meng Tinghe returned to the dormitory, dragged a chair and sat by the window, thinking about tonight's meal.

?? It seems that every time they meet, they will break up in the end.

??Meng Tinghe thought distractedly, he has always been indifferent to these things, but why would he be depressed because of this.

??The author has something to say: You all say that I am short! !I'm going to make a fuss! ! (the dove rolls

??Well, today was really short _(:з」∠)_ but yesterday was not! !

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?? Thank you list for today!cough!

??Thanks to Mu Yushifeng, Jin Gehuilan, Fu Zhu, and the nutrient solution of grapefruit tea! !Bo chi bo chi! !

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?? This chapter also buried a few branches, hee hee

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??Suddenly found that everyone seems to have made an appointment for the cover, but I have been using the default. After learning from the pain, I also made one.