eighth story

The atmosphere of the dinner party was in full swing.

Zhu Mingyue took small sips of the hot coffee and milk tea. Although the spicy grilled fish was not as good as the signature "flaming red lips", after eating for a long time, it still made people feel that their lips were hot and their tongues were hot.The girls were clamoring for drinks just now, and they sighed and failed when the milk tea was on the table. The hot milk tea was a hot torture to the already hot tongue and lips. I knew that the sour plum soup was about to be chilled just now. .

The Grilled Fish Restaurant is small, and they basically booked it out tonight, except for a row of seats by the window, where two couples and a middle-aged couple sat sporadically.Couples are talking about love, the middle-aged couple is immersed in eating, the boy at the next table is not so much eating fish as they are fighting for wine, the girl here took out her mobile phone to take a picture of the messy cups and plates on the table, and shared it with her circle of friends with a flick of her finger , proudly showing off the results of tonight.

Unknowingly, the dinner party has been going on for almost two hours. During this process, of course not everyone focused on eating and drinking. The boys drank and guessed, and those who lost were punished with a cup. Poker and truth or dare; girls chatting about the latest K-drama and celebrity gossip, extending to which brand of moisturizer works best.Everyone was joking and chattering. I don’t know how many times the alcohol under the grilled fish has been changed, and I don’t know how many times I have added soup to the thick soup. Zhu Mingyue, immersed in such a hot and hazy environment, proposed loudly: " Brother Yin is here to sing a song for everyone~"

Zhu Mingyue's proposal received a unanimous response from everyone, and getting along during the military training had already made them accustomed to being indifferent to this class who was not much older than them.Zhong Liyin's kindness was hard to stop, without a microphone, everyone automatically silenced, and a love song was sung so affectionately that the young couple sitting by the window couldn't help but look sideways.

Wu Qinyang was first poured a few glasses of beer in a muddleheaded manner, and then because he lost Truth or Dare he drank two glasses of baijiu with his head raised under the booing of the crowd.Wu Qinyang hadn't drank wine a few times since he was a child, and the few times he drank the red wine that his uncle had preserved for many years.When I was young, Qin Yao and Wu Chunxing were in charge of my family. Occasionally, Qin Zhi took Xuan Jue to the commercialized running water banquet with Xuan Jue a few times. They just took the dinner plate and only cared about eating. No one would give them these two little ones. Babies toast, even if these two little brats are the precious son and nephew of the chairman of Chonghua Group.So after two glasses of white wine, Wu Qinyang already felt his face was on fire, so hot that the face of Zhong Liyin who was sitting opposite was fumigated by the heat, and two shadows were dangling in front of his eyes , seems to be still shouting: "Wu Qinyang? Wu Qinyang?"

Wu Qinyang finally sobered up again. In order to prevent others from discovering his poor drinking capacity, he quickly grabbed the ice water beside him to sober up.The fish in front of me was almost eaten, only the fish bone that was picked out was placed on the edge of the iron plate, and the diluted soup was gurgling and boiled again. The side dishes that haven't been fished out in time have been soaked into a limp appearance by the dark soup, but when illuminated by the light of the grilled fish restaurant, they can still show the lustrous luster that tempts the appetite.Wu Qinyang picked up the chopsticks again, and the ends of the chopsticks slid aimlessly over the fish bones, thinking that the grilled fish here tastes good, and he must bring him to eat next time when he comes to school—— My brother likes to eat fish the most.

Wu Qinyang thought about Xuan Jue again, and wondered if that gangster-looking policeman came to trouble him again that day. Really, he didn't even think about it, how could the chief's son be a murderer? Well.I don't know what's going on with the case. Has the murderer been found? There is still a corpse whose whereabouts are unknown... Wu Qinyang quickly stopped his thoughts that were getting more and more divergent. He finally had a good meal and vomited later The loss outweighs the gain, so I quickly picked up a chopstick of bean curd and put it in my mouth.

Just then he heard someone ask him, "Is it delicious?"

In the noisy environment, Wu Qinyang didn't think much, and replied naturally: "It's delicious."

But after blurting out the answer, Wu Qinyang felt that something was wrong. It felt weird. "Is it delicious" is a very common question in a restaurant, but Wu Qinyang felt that the question just now It came out of nowhere, and he didn't even hear who said it clearly.Wu Qinyang raised his head, and the students around him were eating and drinking as usual, all of them were full of red faces, so it was lively, and Zhong Liyin was even drinking with the boys in the class one cup after another, which attracted the applause of the onlookers.

The boy sitting next to Wu Qinyang saw him staring at the steam coming out of the grilled fish in a thoughtful trance, so he nudged him lightly with his elbow and asked doubtfully, "What are you thinking about?"

Wu Qinyang hurriedly said: "It's nothing." Then he asked, "Did you hear who was talking just now?"

The boy didn't know why, and replied: "Isn't everyone talking, are you drunk?"

Seeing the boy's determined expression, Wu Qinyang was almost sure that it was his own auditory hallucination just now, but he couldn't help recalling that voice carefully in his heart.The voice seemed to be right next to my ears, but the boys sitting around me didn't seem to have talked to me, and the voice didn't sound young anymore, it was a bit hoarse and blunt like an old one. Blunt, with an indescribable feeling.

Just as Wu Qinyang was thinking this way, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if a stranger's face flashed past his eyes, and it was permeated in the misty heat from the grilled fish plate.It was a woman's face, about 70 to [-] years old, with white hair, very thin, creases on the forehead, eyes and cheeks, like dried old bark, and incomplete teeth.

But after another flash, the old woman's face disappeared again.After Zhong Liyin finished drinking, the neckline of his shirt was drenched by the wine, revealing a small piece of his fair chest, and casually picked up a small group of enoki mushrooms from the grilled fish plate.

Wu Qinyang was thinking about the hallucinations, the feeling of hot head came back, the alcohol was surging, and the ice water couldn't hold it down anymore, his elbow propped his chin, and the other hand reluctantly circled the glass, making a lot of noise. He tried his best to distinguish the ringtone of his mobile phone amidst the chatter and laughter, took the mobile phone out of his trousers pocket, and pressed the answer button in a daze: "Hello?...Brother?"

Xuan Jue had just finished eating, when he heard Wu Qinyang's voice in a daze, he repeated, "Yangyang? Where are you?"

Wu Qinyang said: "Tonight's class dinner..."

On this side of the phone, Xuan Jue still heard a few "who" here and there, and said with a frown, "Yang Yang? Have you been drinking?"

Wu Qinyang said: "Drink a little... Brother? What's the matter?"

Xuan Jue said: "Don't worry about you, I'll give you a call, I won't bother you at the class reunion, don't drink too much alcohol, you know?"

Wu Qinyang didn't know if he listened or not, he let out a random "hmm", and giggled for a long time when Xuan Jue said he was worried about him.

Xuan Jue didn't want to disturb Wu Qinyang's contact with his new friend, so he hung up the phone after a few more instructions.

On the other side of the dining table, Zhu Mingyue was also in a daze.

She obviously didn't drink much - she just drank a glass of beer at the beginning, which was a trivial matter to her. During the Chinese New Year, she could drink five or six glasses with her cousin, but now her face doesn't know Why did it start to feel a little hot, hot, like having a fever, and the eyelids were also a little heavy.She used chopsticks to pick and pull the fish head on the grilled fish plate, and the soup that was about to boil was bubbling, as if someone was asking her, "Is it delicious?"

Zhu Mingyue let out a dazed "hmm", pulled herself together, and said casually, "Unfortunately, I can't eat anymore..."

The girl next to her responded: "It's a pity to waste it." She picked up the remaining fish meat from the fish bones with chopsticks, and asked the female partner opposite, "How about adding more soup?"

Who is talking... Zhu Mingyue thought, the voice that asked "Is it delicious?" didn't seem to belong to a familiar classmate.It sounds like he is very old, but looking around the whole grilled fish shop, there is no one who should be that age.waiter?Of course, it's even more impossible for the waiter... It's a woman's voice, right?It's about the same as my grandma's voice... No, maybe a little older than my grandma... After all, it should be 70 years old, right?

Zhu Mingyue was thinking indiscriminately—in fact, she didn't understand why she was thinking about these problems, and a blurred, wrinkled old man's face seemed to appear in front of her eyes.It was a very strange face, as if it had been folded in the middle, with two eyes separated widely, a flat nose, but a large mouth, like a dehydrated dying fish off the shore .Zhu Mingyue was taken aback by her own associations, and subconsciously looked at the lonely fish heads and scattered fish bones on the grilled fish plate, her eyes seemed to be fixed.A lonely fish head...a fish head...a lonely head...Zhu Mingyue broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, and hurriedly covered her forehead and pressed her thumb on her temple.

The classmate next to her finally found out what was wrong with her, and hurriedly said, "Mingyue? What's wrong?"

Zhu Mingyue shook her head, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing..." The hot, fever-like feeling became more and more obvious.The class dinner was coming to an end, and before I knew it, it was almost nine o'clock, and the waiter was already clearing away the messy dishes.There is still class tomorrow, so I can't go crazy until it's too late today, Zhu Mingyue supported her forehead, saw Zhong Liyin standing up and going to the service desk to pay the bill, Qiu Feng hurriedly followed after seeing this.

That's right, Teacher Zhongli can't be left alone...I discussed with Qiu Feng before, each person will pay 50 yuan for the dinner, Wu Qinyang is a new classmate, so I won't ask him for money...She and Qiu Feng That's how it was arranged.

Zhong Liyin seemed to have an argument with Qiu Feng, and he didn't know what happened in the end.No matter how much this meal is eaten, it will cost a thousand dollars...

Zhu Mingyue didn't remember how she got back to the dormitory, she just felt weak all over, and when she looked in the mirror, her face was flushed red, but the hot feeling before had turned into cold, unbearably cold.The roommate found that she was not in the right condition, and quickly helped her onto the bed, and frantically found a thermometer to clamp under her arm.Zhu Mingyue fell asleep just like that, and vaguely heard someone calling her: "Mingyue! Mingyue!...What should I do? 39 degrees five...Should I be sent to the school hospital..."

Wu Qinyang felt that he had a fever.

I'm not sure if it's a fever. After all, he seldom gets sick since he was a child. Maybe he just drank too much.He bid farewell to his classmates in the stadium. The girls of course go back to the girls' dormitory. The boys in the class live in the fifth building of the boys' dormitory, which is a unified allocation when the school starts. He is the only one in the second building of the boys' dormitory. I can only go back by myself.

On the way back to the dormitory, Wu Qinyang only felt top-heavy. The sensation of coldness and heat on his body made him feel very sad, and his head seemed to be pricked by dense needles. After a while, he seemed to have fallen into a hole in the ice, and his teeth seemed to be shattered. fighting a cold war.He didn't know how tremblingly he pressed the elevator button for the corresponding floor, and how he stumbled out of the elevator.The hand that wanted to take out the key was already numb from the cold, and he felt that he was suffering so badly - he had never felt so uncomfortable since he was a child, as if his throat had been cut, he couldn't breathe, and he didn't know when he broke out in a cold sweat .Consciousness seemed to be drifting away slowly, Wu Qinyang relied on the last bit of strength to lean on the door, and just called out in a daze: "Brother..."

The door of the dormitory opened at this moment, and Tan Yi looked at Wu Qinyang who was pale and tottering outside the door in surprise, and quickly reached out to support him.

Wu Qinyang said in a low voice: "Brother..." His expression was actually very fragile.

Tan Yi helped Wu Qinyang to sit down on the chair, and only reached out to touch his forehead, which was terribly hot.After hesitating for a moment, he took out his mobile phone from Wu Qinyang's trousers pocket, found the "brother" in the call log, and called back.