San Fu

Duan Feifei's drinking capacity is a mystery. After drinking two glasses of wine, he insisted on not drinking again, which probably means that he can feel that he is dying.

But Jiang Kuo saw that his face was not red, his tongue was not tongue-tied, and his eyes were quite clear.

Except that he felt a little unsteady when he came out of the hotel.

Compared with those of Dong Kun, he seemed like he hadn't been drinking.

But the time when PA drank to death at the birthday barbecue before, he didn't quite notice it until he passed out.

Jiang Kuo didn't drink much today. He has no problem drinking, but he is not very interested in wine. If the wine is particularly good, he can drink more.

The role models drank a lot, and Fatty Liu was talking with his tongue out.

It was almost eleven o'clock after dinner, and Ding Zhe called a valet driver. Because there was not enough space in the car, he sorted it according to the degree of drunkenness, and arranged Liu Fat, Dong Kun and himself in his own car, just in case The taxi refused to pick them up because they were drunk.

After packing up the people, there was one seat left in the car, Sun Ji and Liu Mingming went to the hotel, so they returned Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan.

"You two..." Ding Zhe looked at them from the passenger window, "What about you two..."

"Let's go." Duan Feifei walked around to the back of the car first, opened the trunk and took down a box of dragon beard candies and a box of mung bean cakes, "Let's take a taxi."

"Are you okay?" Ding Zhe asked.

"How about you come down and replace us?" Duan Feifei said.

"Master, I'm in trouble, drive." Ding Zhe patted his leg, then turned his head, "Be careful, if you can't get a taxi, the last bus is at twelve o'clock, let me see which way it is..."

"Go!" Duan Feifei shouted.

"Okay!" The surrogate driver replied loudly.

As the car drove out, Ding Zhe stretched his head and pointed at the two of them: "The last shift is at twelve o'clock, which way is it..."

In the next second, he was finally dragged back by someone in the car.

"Ding Zhe talks too much when he drinks too much." Jiang Kuo sighed.

"That's right," Duan Feifei called a car on his mobile phone, "He once ate barbecue at Niusandao, drank until midnight, hugged his uncle and cried, wanting to recognize his godfather."

Jiang Kuo laughed, and sighed after a while: "I haven't eaten barbecue at Niusandao yet."

Although I have eaten sauced beef and beef noodles, I have also done work.

"You can go there anytime you want to eat," Duan Feifei glanced at him, "Before the holiday...or school starts, it's still cold at the time, it's in the back passage, the charcoal fire is on, the meat is cooked, and the wine is drunk... ..."

"That's fine, let's start school then," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Would you like to have a drink?"

"What's wrong," Duan Feifei said, "I can hold on."

"Can you still drink today?" Jiang Kuo stared at his face, "You don't seem to be drunk?"

"Drunk, but I can hold on, at least carry it to a safe place before falling down." Duan Feifei said, "I'm so sleepy that I'm going to die in a second."

"Are you quite drunk?" Jiang Kuo couldn't understand.

"It can last for a while," Duan Feifei said, "I'm holding out now."

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo tried to find flaws in his face, but failed.

The car arrived not long after, the driver said they were lucky, there were many people calling for the car tonight, if he hadn't stopped by to go home to accompany his daughter, they would have to wait here for another half an hour.

"It's so late, is my daughter still awake?" Duan Feifei said.

"Didn't sleep, you have to wait for me," the driver kept laughing, "Her mother took her out to play today, and there are a lot of new things waiting to tell me."

"Children are like this," Duan Feifei said, "you have to tell whoever you kiss about everything."

"That's right," the driver said, "I won't leave the car tomorrow, I'll go to the movies with her."

Jiang Kuo leaned against the car door, looking at Duan Feifan's profile.

It's impossible for him to chat with the driver in a taxi.

But Duan Feifei is very natural, and he can chat with people wherever he goes. He was out of school for several months before, and he still knows everyone when he returns to school. The uncles and aunts in the cafeteria all see him as if they were their son.

At this moment, he was also chatting with the driver naturally, but the topic was somewhat sad for Duan Feifei.

First Mom didn't come back, then Dad.

Little Very Ordinary has been waiting for someone from then until now.

Jiang Kuo pinched the center of his brows, feeling that the wine was not very good today, it was a bit over the top, and he thought too much.

In the second half of the journey, Fei Fei didn't chat anymore, he didn't know what he was thinking, the driver turned on the radio and listened to the traffic station, the hostess' voice was a little hypnotic, Jiang Kuo almost fell asleep when he arrived at school.

The car was parked at the entrance of the dormitory building. When Jiang Kuo got out of the car, he looked up and wondered if Ding Zhe and the others had returned.

"Drive slowly and pay attention to safety." When Duan Feifei got out of the car, he even told the driver, as if greeting a friend.

"Just use the car to call me in the future," the driver said.

"Okay." Duan Feifei closed the car door.

Jiang Kuo walked into the dormitory building, a little surprised: "You still left his phone number?"

"I added a friend," Duan Feifei said, "Who knows if he will use a car in the future? The driver said that his family has an orchard in the countryside, and you can find him if you want to eat fresh fruit in the future. He also wants to open a farmhouse, maybe there will be more in the future." A sauce beef customer."

"When did you talk about this?" Jiang Kuo looked at him in shock.

"When you're distracted." Duan Feifei smiled.

"You're such a..." Jiang Kuo didn't know what to say, "Awesome."

The person on duty today was not Uncle Zhao, but the school security guard. Duan Feifei still greeted him very familiarly, and even called "Brother Li".

"Are you going back to Niusandao tomorrow?" Jiang Kuo asked when he walked to the door of 107.

Duan Feifei didn't answer.

Jiang Kuo paused, and an ominous premonition immediately rose in his heart.

"Are you okay?" He turned his head quickly.

Duan Feifan stood behind him, just shook his head, then stretched out his hand to pull him away, looking very anxious.

But when he reached out to open the door, he suddenly knocked his forehead on the door, and then knelt down against the door.

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo stood aside, unable to describe his mood at this moment in words.

Facts have proved that Duan Feifan's alcohol capacity is indeed not good, but his willpower should be the strongest among the trash alcohol he has ever seen...

After being shocked, he knocked on the door of 106 behind him: "Is anyone there?"

"Jiang Kuo?" Someone opened the door, it was Brother Baozi, "Why...fuck."

Duan Feifan, who was kneeling next to the door, made Brother Bangzi's "fuck" sigh an echo effect, followed by a series of "fuck, fuck, fuck..."

The people from 106 have all come out. With the experience of last time, they are much more proficient in cooperating.

Jiang Kuo opened the door, and several people from 106 dragged Duan Feifei into the dormitory and threw him on the recliner.

After the people left, Jiang Kuo stood in the room in a daze for a while, and found that the bag in Duan Feifan's hand hadn't dropped.

Jiang Kuo knew that there were still two boxes of candies in here.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it twice, but it didn't come off.

After drinking, he would get hungry. Jiang Kuo thought the dragon beard candy and mung bean cake were delicious... He tugged again, but Duan Feifan's hand was still clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

Jiang Kuo sighed.

Squatting beside him, he tore a slit from the side of the bag, and took out the two small boxes.

Duan Feifei didn't know how long he would have to sleep before waking up. Jiang Kuo was also very sleepy at the moment. He didn't want to move after sitting at the table and eating two pieces of mung bean cake.

Now if you go back to 119, you may wake up the person who just fell asleep. Ma Xiao wakes up early every day, and the dark circles under his eyes are getting heavier and heavier every day. If Ma Xiao is woken up, he will feel very sorry.

He lay down on the table, intending to squint for a while before talking.

My neck and back were sore, and I felt like I couldn't hold it without sleeping for a long time.

Jiang Kuo vaguely heard a thin voice beside him, as if someone was clearing the table.

He opened his eyes.

I saw Duan Feifan's hand.

"Huh?" He raised his head.

Duan Feifei was sitting opposite him, gesturing with the small box and wrapping paper he bought yesterday.

"I haven't posted the photos yet," Jiang Kuo said.

"I know," Duan Feifei said, "I'll just take my time and compare how the bags look."

"Are you okay?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well, I woke up for a while," Duan Feifei glanced at the phone, "Go to bed and sleep, it's almost dawn, if you want to read a book today, you can sleep for another three hours."

"I've been lying on my stomach for so long?" Jiang Kuo sat up straight.

"I can't wake up even if I scream," Duan Feifei glanced at him, "There is mung bean cake on his mouth."

"Damn." Jiang Kuo quickly wiped his mouth, "What about you, aren't you going to sleep?"

"I can't sleep anymore," Duan Feifei said, "I'm past the point where I can fall asleep. I have to return Niusandao at 05:30. The meat will arrive in the morning, so I have to deal with it immediately."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo responded.

He was really sleepy, so he didn't say anything to Duan Feifei, he just climbed into bed and lay down. He wanted to talk to Duan Feifan again, but he didn't even remember whether he started, so he fell asleep and lost consciousness.

I felt like I was dreaming, but because I was too confused, I didn't know what I was dreaming at all.

When I woke up in the morning, I just felt my head was swollen.

There was no one in the room, so I glanced at the time, it was past nine o'clock, and Duan Feifan had returned to Niusandao four hours ago.

...But whether Niu Sandao was in a dream or what Duan Feifei said yesterday, he can't remember clearly.

Because he vaguely felt that he was dreaming of Duan Feifan, but he had no memory of the content.

I don't know if it's because he has been thinking about Duan Feifei a lot in the past few days. For someone like him who thinks about it every day and dreams at night, it's a little troublesome.

Jiang Kuo rubbed his face.

He took out his mobile phone and sent Duan Feifei a message.

【JK921】Are you going back to Niu Sandao?

Duan Feifan replied after a while, the content is so simple, it can be seen that he has indeed replied and is still very busy.

【Instructions follow】Yes

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, got out of bed and called 119 without further ado.

There was no one in the dormitory at this time, so he took a slow shower, went to 107 and ate half of the dragon beard candy and mung bean cake for breakfast, and then went out with his mobile phone.

Ma Xiao would go to the breakfast point in the morning to help with the delivery of goods, and then go to work in the printing shop.

When Jiang Kuo arrived, he was copying a stack of unknown books.

"Take a photo." Jiang Kuo said.

"Okay." Ma Xiao came over, "Do you still make photo albums?"

"No," Jiang Kuo smiled. The whole dormitory remembers the tragic scene of posting photos on his cat's bed. "Just a few, for small photo frames."

He picked out six photos, the one of him wearing a puppet costume, the one of handing out leaflets, and the one of him wearing a security officer's clothes and holding a child, all taken by Duan Feifei.

Ma Xiao typed it up according to size.

When walking back, Duan Feifei sent a message.

[Instructions are as follows] Print out the photo

With his ID, it fits perfectly.

Jiang Kuo took a mobile phone and took a video of the photo in his hand. The photo was unfolded in his hand, closed, unfolded again, and then sent to Duan Feifan.

[Instructions are as follows] Uncle Kuo is so cool

Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.

After the photos were installed, Duan Feifan helped him wrap the box again, using the simplest method, wrapping the box with crumpled paper and grabbing it up, and then tied a butterfly.

After finishing this, there is nothing to do before going home. I just wait for the last two subjects to finish and run home.

Running is someone else's state, Jiang Kuo feels that his own state is not galloping.

He wanted to go home for sure, he thought about his comfortable bedroom, his big yard and swimming pool, and those "toys" that his father locked in the warehouse but this time he should be able to unlock them when he went back.

But the current ones, schools, dormitories, classmates...

Those in the model group, and Duan Feifan.

He feels a little lonely thinking about it.

After all, he had never had such excitement before.

In the two days after New Year's Day, Duan Feifan didn't spend much time in the dormitory, as if to make up for the fact that Niu Sandao was not helping in the store when Niu Sandao was the busiest.

After the exam, he didn't feel relieved, and Jiang Kuo began to wonder if this person could still go out to play...

No, maybe I still want to go out and play, so I have to work ahead of time and do more.

Cannon booked a ticket to go home, and sent a message to Jiang Kuo to pack his luggage.

There was nothing to pack, he had no luggage when he came out, and he didn't need luggage when he came back.

Li Zirui was the most active one when he went home. He bought the tickets for the night of the exam. He had already rushed home overnight and cried with his grandma.

Ma Xiao had to work until the year before returning, and Tang Li was in the middle, leaving on the same day as Jiang Kuo.

While helping Tang Li stuff clothes into the suitcase in the dormitory, Duan Feifan came over.

"Want to help?" He looked at Tang Li and Jiang Kuo who were pressing the suitcase together as if the suitcase would explode if they let go.

"Quick," Jiang Kuo said, "zip up the zipper before it's ready!"

"Okay." Duan Feifei came over and zipped the zipper up. He looked at the crumpled box, "I suspect that when you go to the station, it will blow up if you bump it on the road."

"It's okay," Tang Li said, "I've prepared the rope, and I can tie it up in a while. The main reason is that I stuffed the quilt I bought for my mother, or it wouldn't be so bulging."

"You bought a quilt for your mother?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"Well," Tang Li nodded, and sighed after thinking about it, "I don't know why either."

Jiang Kuo almost choked with laughter.

When Duan Feifei called him to 107, he was still having fun all the way.

"Give me your home address." Duan Feifei held the phone.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "I'll pick you up, can you go by yourself?"

"Did you say you want to bring Niu Sandao's sauce to your family?" Duan Feifei said.

"Ah, yes." Jiang Kuo suddenly remembered that during the barbecue, he learned to bargain for the super delicious sauce for the bacon.

Two hundred and five doesn't sound good, two hundred and four.

He had forgotten about it.

But Duan Feifei still remembered.

"I've been making beef these days, not much sauce, so I made it myself," Duan Feifei said, "but don't worry, the secret ingredients are made by my aunt, and I'm responsible for making them."

"You did it specially?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"Well," Duan Feifei said, "otherwise, the old aunt is not free, and it will take a lot of time to do this, and she will be fired."

"Do you go back to the shop every day to make this sauce?" Jiang Kuo suddenly had a sour nose.

"...just ten cans of soy sauce, I finished it in one day, and I can still make it every day." Duan Feifei said.

"Oh." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

Duan Feifei smiled: "The main reason is that Li Zirui ordered some more before, and then they are gone, or..."

"You still made sauce for Li Zirui?" Jiang Kuo raised his voice.

"No," Duan Feifei hurriedly emphasized, "His was made before, and there are still a few bottles left. The one for you is made by me..."

"Oh..." Jiang Kuo nodded, thinking about it and having a little coke.

Duan Feifei handed over the phone: "Scan two hundred and four, thank you."

"Isn't it a gift?" Jiang Kuo stared at him.

"I did this specially." Duan Feifei shook the phone.

"Just say you haven't cheated on me for too long and your hands are itchy." Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code while laughing, and paid 240 yuan, "Is it still free shipping?"

"It's not included normally," Duan Feihua said, "This item is expensive to send, so the young master will give you free shipping only for the VIP treatment, and send me the address."

Jiang Kuo sent him his home address.

"Are you going home early tomorrow morning?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Da Pao drove over to the station in the morning."

"Okay," Duan Feifei replied, "Then see you later when we play."

I don't know why, Jiang Kuo suddenly felt a little sad when he heard this. Why was he sad? He was talking about meeting again in half a month.

"Aren't you going to send me off?" Jiang Kuo asked.

Duan Feifei was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at him without speaking.

Uh.

"No, no, no," Jiang Kuo waved his hand, "No need to give it away."

Duan Feifei smiled: "But you have to pick me up when the time comes."

"That's for sure." Jiang Kuo slapped his hands.

The night before leaving, I wanted to chat at 107 for a while, but when I heard that he was going home tomorrow, all the members of the model group came, bought a bunch of food, and said they would play all night.

These sophomores, I don’t know if it’s because they’ve been in school for two years, so they’re not so attached to going home. Except for Duan Feifan and Ding Zhe, none of the group of out-of-towners have left yet. .

Jiang Kuo was dragged by them to play cards until midnight. After losing, the group started playing games again. Jiang Kuo couldn't bear it any longer. He leaned back on the recliner and closed his eyes.

"Eat?" Duan Feifei didn't know when he took a chair and sat beside him.

"What?" Jiang Kuo opened his eyes, Duan Feifan's voice was quite refreshing in the noisy hypnotic atmosphere of a group of people. "Grapefruit," Duan Feifei shook the grapefruit he was peeling in his hand, "Uncle Zhao gave it to me and said it was very sweet."

"Eat." Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand.

Duan Feifei patted his hand: "Wait until I finish peeling."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo withdrew his hand.

A group of people made a fuss in the middle of the night before lying in disorder in the house, and no one left. Jiang Kuo never forgot to pray to God in his dream that the group of people would disperse soon.

They left in the morning, and when Jiang Kuo woke up on the recliner, they formed a circle and looked at him together.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Kuo's hair stood up.

"Give me the money," Dong Kun said while poking with his mobile phone, "It's one point short at 07:30, and we'll win by chance."

"...What the hell?" Jiang Kuo sat up.

"Duan Feifei bet that you won't wake up at 07:30, let us call you," Dong Kun said, "We bet you will wake up, after all, you have to go home, right?"

Jiang Kuo sighed, "Where's Duan Feifan?"

"Buy it early," Ding Zhe said, "Yesterday he lost, and today he bought it early."

Duan Feifei came back early with two big bags, and a group of people yelled and rushed to finish eating.

Jiang Kuo originally thought that they would leave after eating, but looking at this posture, he planned to send him to the gate.

What a touching and great friendship.

Cannon called and came in, saying that he was already waiting by the roadside at the door.

The moment Jiang Kuo hung up the phone, he suddenly felt a strong reluctance.

"The car has arrived?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Hmm." He nodded.

"Let's go," Duan Feifei looked at the time, "The time is almost right."

A group of people walked towards the school gate together.

Jiang Kuo felt that he hadn't woken up yet, and followed the end of the line in a daze.

The school is quite deserted right now, and there are almost no people to be seen, and no voices to be heard.

He suddenly thanked the role models for insisting on sending him out, making this extraordinarily lonely road not so lonely.

"I haven't moved the car keys," Jiang Kuo said to Duan Feifan in a low voice, "If you have time, help me move the car, and if you want to use the car, just drive."

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

After saying this, Jiang Kuo didn't speak anymore, not knowing what to say.

"Send me a message when you get home," Duan Feifei said, and added after thinking about it, "Just send it to the group, let them know."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.