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The royal blue protective baffle stands tall in the middle of the road.It's covered with accumulated dust.

The road is already narrow, but with this construction, half of the road surface is covered. Once the passing vehicles are on the road, there are no traffic lights at the small intersection. People need to sprint quickly from one end to the other.

Li Pingan walks slowly, and has to make a big circle around the community every time.

Zhou Ze had no choice but to go with him.

Speaking of which, Wen Jialang's birthday was really a labor of love. It would be fine if he was in Seoul, there are plenty of places to help him lose, but in a small place like Pingjiang, he can call a bunch of people to make money.He has somewhat of a purebred prodigal gene in his blood.

Zhou Ze followed Li Pingan through this community where birds and flowers were the main theme, and occasionally took out his mobile phone to look at the hot news in the group - looking for the address of the birthday party that Wen Jialang had posted.

A high-end club called Bridges of Madison County.

The name sounds very cultured at first glance, but when Zhou Ze and Li Pingan really stood downstairs in the clubhouse, they could feel the strange fusion of Chinese and European decoration styles coming from the door; The red theme color matching also presents what is called the perfect combination of earth and luxury.

Overall, it looks like an expensive but not fancy place.

Under the big golden signboard of the clubhouse, several items such as catering, ktv, chess and cards, and bathing are hung in small characters. Looking down from this big signboard, the scrolling light strip above the porch keeps repeating a sentence: The Bridge of Madison County All the staff wish Mr. Wen Jialang a happy adulthood and make persistent efforts!

If you look down, there is a tall blessing sign at the door, and there are more blessings on it.

Zhou Ze covered his eyes—a little dazzled by the fancy font design and layout on the stand.

"Hello, where is Mr. Wen?" The two walked into the clubhouse and asked at the front desk.

"Yes, you go to the left, Taishan Residence is right there." The receptionist pointed in the direction.

"Excuse me, is this Wen Jialang...?" Zhou Ze asked uncertainly.

"Yes, this place has been booked today." The receptionist replied calmly.

"……oh, I see."

On the cabinet behind the receptionist, there was a copy of the club's business license and sanitation permit. Zhou Ze glanced over it, but suddenly found that the owner of the club was also named Wen.

It turned out to be the case.

Wen Jialang made a very grand arrangement for his birthday, and this clubhouse just met all the needs in his plan-Taishan Residence is a banquet hall, and it is also the first ring of birthday activities.

It took some time for the two of them to buy gifts on the road, so when they arrived, the meal was almost finished, and some of them entered the stage of chatting after drinking and eating.

Fortunately, most of the friends Wen Jialang invited were from the school, more from Class [-], and the ones he didn't know were probably from other classes, but this week, he couldn't tell who was who.

Besides that, there were also a few students from other schools who were flamboyant—this was not surprising, after all, there were Guo Chao and Li Hefei at that table.

Fortunately, the banquet hall was quite lively, and the late arrival of Zhou Ze and Li Pingan did not cause much splash.

The two were pulled to the same table by several people from class six.

At a glance, there were still two empty seats beside Pei.

He sat down and thought of the gift again, but Wen Jialang was on the other side of Pei Ye, so Zhou Ze stood up and handed it from above.

"Gift." He took his own and Li Pingan's gift together, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you, thank you." Wen Jialang was talking to a girl, took a quick look at the present Zhou Ze brought, and piled it up at his feet.

The shadow over Pei Ye's head quickly disappeared, but he could still smell Zhou Ze's clothes when he was close at hand.

The good-smelling soap fragrance is not concealed by the strong smell of food.

On the other side, the girl who was talking to Wen Jialang before also noticed Zhou Ze.

Meng Chuyu glanced over lightly, and then asked Wen Jialang, "Is he the newly transferred student from your class?"

Wen Jialang turned around and hummed, and asked again: "Did you eat the snacks I gave you last time? Are they delicious?"

Meng Chuyu adjusted her sitting posture a little bit: "Ah, I'm losing weight, so don't give these away next time."

"You don't need to lose weight..." Wen Jialang always secretly looked at her face, but quickly looked away after meeting her face, "You're already very thin."

The boy's mind is fully revealed.

However, his dream lover has been puzzled for a long time.

...

They flocked to the KTV upstairs after eating. Zhou Ze and Li Pingan wanted to give gifts and leave, but they didn't expect to be entangled by Gu Xiaona.

"Why are you leaving so early?" Gu Xiaona held a person with one hand, "Sing two songs before leaving!"

Li Ping'an is a soft persimmon, he can't stand soft and hard things the most, so Gu Xiaona took him to the private room in a few moments.

When Zhou Ze sat in the pain of singing out of tune and eight tunes away, he regretted that he followed up 5 minutes ago.

"Xu Duozhi, can you have a tune? This is a love song! I thought it was Chinese New Year!" Gu Xiaona opened her mouth and opened her mocking skills.

"I'll come, I'll come!" Li Hefei grabbed another microphone, planning to have a duet with Xu Dazhi.

Immediately afterwards, people heard another version of "Dao Xiang" with four tunes.

"My God, they have bombs in their throats." Gu Xiaona rolled her eyes at the ceiling, and then pulled another girl to sit next to Li Pingan and Zhou Ze, "Her name is Wei Jin, from class three, sitting You don't mind that, do you?"

Wei Jin was pulled by Gu Xiaona to sit next to Li Pingan, just facing them, and from Zhou Ze's angle, she could see her reddish ears and part of her eyes blocked by Qi bangs.

Look in the direction of Li Pingan from time to time.

Zhou Ze withdrew his gaze knowingly, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

He remembered that Wei Jin and Meng Chuyu were in the same class, and they were sitting together at the meal just now, and they were the only strange women on the field - the other two were Gu Xiaona and Qin Yan.

"You are here." Speaking of Qin Yan, she came right away.

Zhou Ze remembered that she was supposed to be sitting with people from other schools just now, but somehow she came to this corner again.

Fortunately, the sofa in the luxury private room is big enough and soft enough, and I didn't feel uncomfortable when I was squeezed suddenly.

But Qin Yan was next to Zhou Ze, but she spoke to Gu Xiaona who was farthest away.

One after another, the empty wine bottles rolled under the table after twists and turns, and were finally helped up by Zhou Ze.

Not long after the song was sung, the faces of the girls and boys gradually showed different degrees of drunkenness, and Qin Yan was no exception.

She wanted to say something again, but before that, Zhou Ze stood up on the excuse of going to the toilet.

He has to get out.

Gu Xiaona watched him push the door out, and only after the door was closed did she remember to say: "There is a toilet inside..."

Then she looked at the lonely Qin Yan again, and said sympathetically, "Swallow, it's over, you seem to have been rejected."

Qin Yan glared at her shyly and angrily, thinking how could she say such things in front of Li Pingan?

It's a pity that Zhou Ze, who hid in the toilet, didn't know about these little things of the girl.

On the sink in the toilet, the bronze oval mirror clearly reflected himself. His face was wet at the moment, and there were drops of water on the hair on his forehead, eyelashes, and the tip of his nose. Besides, Zhou Ze was still looking at it in the mirror. There is a person behind him.

With his head down and a cigarette in his mouth, the man came out of the toilet and went straight to the sink next to Zhou Ze. It seemed that because of the lingering smoke, the other party didn't recognize him immediately.

Zhou Ze wiped his face with a piece of paper in the convenient paper box, and worried that he would block the paper box, so he handed a paper to Pei Ye after washing his hands.

"Thank you." Pei also didn't pay attention to who was next to him, only saw the beaded hand on the hand, so he said thank you habitually.

"You're welcome." Zhou Ze returned.

Pei also wiped his hands, and put the cigarette in his mouth in his hand, so he didn't have to worry about the smoke in his eyes. Only then did he see clearly that the person next to him was Zhou Ze.

The cigarette in his hand went straight into the sink.

Zhou Ze also happened to look at him, and when they looked at each other, he smiled politely.

"I'm leaving."

"Ah."

The relationship between the two always seems to be like this, as if they are separated by the Great Wall eight hundred miles away, even if they are close, they are overstepping.

Pei also watched Zhou Ze's back disappear little by little, and planned to go back to the private room by staggering with him.

Always want to smoke a cigarette while waiting.

So when Pei Ye lowered his head to look for the cigarette case, he was not surprised to see half of the cigarettes in the sink, and two hands suddenly flashed in his mind—to be precise, they should be two with the same bracelet hand.

The one who just handed him tissues, and the one who handed him shampoo in the dormitory bathroom a few days ago.

Besides, he remembered the soot that fell on his shoulders that night.

At this moment, Pei also felt that what he just did to extinguish the cigarette was really stupid.

...

Zhou Ze, who had already returned to the private room, did not know that his "personality" had cracks in someone's eyes.

Qin Yan had already left when he was away, and Zhou Ze sat back in his previous seat, intending to say hello and leave.Not long after he sat down, Pei also pushed the door open.

Without sight, he went straight back to the other corner.

Soon, the crowd of demons dancing in the center of the room completely blocked him.

Zhou Ze withdrew his gaze, turned his head and said to Li Pingan who was being pestered by Wei Jin, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He should have asked the other party if he wanted to go with him, but unfortunately, he wanted to walk alone.

So without waiting for Li Ping'an's response, Zhou Ze asked a classmate he didn't know well to tell Wen Jialang and left.

Maybe it was because he was too free that he agreed to come to this party that he was not interested in.

No matter how much he tried to fit in with the group, he couldn't really fit in.

It's not intentional maverick or artificial - although Zhou Ze doesn't like Ma Wenjing's superficial skills on the one hand, on the other hand, he is always used to keeping pace with his surroundings.

Probably I have a herd mentality, worried about being different from others, and afraid of being excluded.

So catering, so complete.

And just when Zhou Ze finished greeting and was about to leave, Yu Guang was stopped by several people from other schools.

One of them sneakily took out something from his pocket and showed it to his companion, but not only Zhou Ze didn't see what it was, but even his companion didn't see it clearly, so Pei suddenly appeared next to them and grabbed the man's hand. Pressed back.

Then Pei Ye also said something, which he could hear clearly.

"Don't do it in this store."

What are you doing?

Zhou Ze didn't understand.

But when the man saw Pei Ye, he immediately put away his things, and then made a joke and said something like a joke.

At this time, the song in the room rang again.

Xu Duozhi dominated the mic all night, but he didn't sing a single tune, which is somewhat a miracle in the world.

Zhou Ze couldn't listen anymore, and ran away from the door.

The author says:

Changed the text and put the original inspiration fragment 030