After wearing the book, the heartthrob has ulterior motives for me

Lin Du came to this barbecue restaurant once before, and Lin Yue brought him here when he first came back.The time was much later this time, and he was originally thinking of trying his luck, but he didn't expect that the door hadn't really closed yet.

Lin Du pushed the menu to Song Chen, "Brother Chen, what do you want to eat?"

Song Chen glanced at the slightly oily menu, but didn't reach out, "Look at it."

Song Chen's reaction was almost within Lin Du's expectations. He nodded, ruled out the mutton category, and ordered a few meat and vegetable combinations based on past experience.

The proprietress returned to the store with the menu, prepared the meal and delivered it to the charcoal stove.The boss put the things ordered by the two on the hob one by one, sprinkled seasonings, and with a wave of the fan, another puff of white smoke rose into the air.

Song Chen was choked by the smell of smoke around the charcoal stove, and coughed twice.He didn't like the choking smell very much, but seeing Lin Du's expectant face, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Song Chen usually huddles, and pays attention to all kinds of food. Now sitting at the roadside stall, Lin Du feels out of place and feels a little distressed, but he still pretends to be relaxed, "We don't have any food in this small place. So particular, Brother Chen, just let it go."

Song Chen didn't say a word, looking at the table in front of him, he still looked disgusted.Lin Du observed his expression, didn't hold back, took the initiative to pick up a tissue and wiped him carefully.

There were few customers at night, and the dishes they ordered were served in a short while.

Lin Du took out two pairs of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick holder, and handed a pair to Song Chen.The chopsticks are the kind of cheap ones, the plastic packaging on the outside is not sealed tightly at all, and the kind that can be opened with a light touch.

Lin Du took out the chopsticks and broke them into two with a "bounce".There are many thin wooden thorns around the chopsticks, which are easy to pierce if you are not careful, so he picked them up and peeled each other.

After cutting the chopsticks and was about to start, Lin Du paused when he looked at the chopsticks in his hand.

Song Chen obviously didn't have the skill of cutting wood thorns, in case his lips were scratched... He thought for a while, then handed over his chopsticks.

Song Chen looked at the bowl and chopsticks in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The bowl is a stainless steel bowl with no aesthetic feeling, and there is a layer of disposable fresh-keeping bags on it. The chopsticks are the ones he just watched Lin Du pull out from the unsealed plastic...

Lin Du persuaded: "Small shops are like this, let's make do."

Seeing that Song Chen still had no intention of moving, Lin Du asked, "How about we go back? In this ordinary life, brother Chen, you don't have to force yourself." The implication is to go back to the place where you should stay .

Song Chen frowned and glanced at him, then picked up the pair of chopsticks.

Although the environment and tableware were quite unacceptable, after looking at the food on the plate, Song Chen's brows gradually relaxed.

Green leeks, white eggplant, caramel-colored chicken wings, red chili powder, white garlic and sesame seeds, the color looks pretty good.

He sniffed again and found that, aside from preconceptions, it actually smelled good.

Song Chen spent many years abroad before. After returning to China, he became an actor and paid more attention to body management. He had never eaten these things before.At this time, with a curious mind, he took a sip.

Lin Du looked at Song Chen in surprise, he didn't expect that he could really chopsticks.

It should be a symbolic taste, and I am definitely not used to it.Lin Du asked again tentatively: "How does it taste, Brother Chen?"

Song Chen licked the seasoning on the corner of his lips, and said, "Not bad."

In fact, it was unexpectedly good!Much better than those chicken breast green salads he's had.

Song Chen then picked up another chopstick.Lin Du stared at him blankly, unbelievable for a moment, but watched Song Chen eat with one chopstick after another...

Song Chen finished eating most of the eggplant, looked up at Lin Du, "Why don't you eat it?"

Lin Du nodded blankly, thinking that he underestimated Song Chen's ability to adapt.

The two ate a few mouthfuls, and three middle-aged men came out from the neighborhood across the street, walked over slowly, and sat down at a table not far from Lin Du and Song Chen.

Lin Du looked back. One of them had a beer belly, the other had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and the other had a coat hanging loosely on his shoulders.

These people seemed to be regular customers. The proprietress handed over the menu and chatted enthusiastically. "It's over today. How are you guys feeling, and how much have you won?"

The man who took off his coat had a dark face, and waved his hand to signal that he should not mention it.

The smoker's face was flushed, he blew out a smoke ring comfortably, smiled at the proprietress and said, "Not bad, I won a little bit." He raised his chin at the other two, "Come and see what to eat You are welcome, I invite you today!"

While discussing what to order, the three of them began to discuss the skills on the poker table, their voices were not low.After ordering, the proprietress walked in with the menu, and the man shouted loudly again: "Give us half a case of beer!"

Song Chen paused with the hand holding the chopsticks, and frowned in displeasure.

Lin Du also hated this kind of unqualified behavior, but he showed a commonplace expression in front of Song Chen, and continued to eat food calmly.

The proprietress quickly brought beer, and the few people were eating and drinking, chatting louder and louder, and even punched each other while chatting.

Song Chen put down his chopsticks this time.

Lin Du knew that he was very upset, and was worried about what the actor would do, so he quickly winked at him.

"People in small places have this quality, don't care about them like them." Lin Du whispered.

Out of a little selfishness, he deliberately generalized, and then apologized to the vast majority of people in this small place in his heart.

Seeing that Song Chen was still sullen, he persuaded again: "If you're not used to it, let's go back."

As an actor, Song Chen's insight is keen. After this trip, he already felt that Lin Du repeatedly reminded him of the distance between the two of them.

Song Chen took a deep look at Lin Du, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, keep eating. Don't waste it."

Lin Du could hear that Song Chen's tone emphasized the following three words "don't waste".

At dinner, he took the opportunity of educating Lin Yue and secretly told Song Chen not to waste it. At that time, Song Chen didn't respond, and Lin Du always thought he didn't hear it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he took out these words and returned them to himself.Lin Du was a little embarrassed, and nodded resentfully with a blushing face.

The noise from the next table was loud, Song Chen ate slowly, and glanced to the side from time to time.Suddenly he asked, "Do you ordinary people usually eat like this?"

Lin Du didn't know what Song Chen meant by "this way", but seeing his uncomfortable expression, he affirmed in general: "Yes, ordinary people just want to have fun when they eat, and don't care so much about etiquette and image."

Song Chen nodded thoughtfully, paused and said to Lin Du, "Then let's have two bottles of beer, too."

"Huh?" What is this and what is it, Lin Du is confused.

"Didn't you say that ordinary people don't care about their image just to have fun?" Song Chen pointed to the table next to him.

Seeing the beer bottles piled up on the table, Lin Du understood what Song Chen meant... He opened his mouth to defend, but felt that he had just lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Chen asked again, "Are the two bottles a little short?"

Lin Du shook his head violently, "Two bottles are a lot!" He could drink without even needing a bottle...

"Then let's have two bottles." Song Chen said.