Pandora's Box

With Zhuo Wenyang, this kind of thief-like experience is so happy.

Zhuo Wenyang also looked at me with a smile: "It's not easy to steal something alone."

Let Cheng Yichen know that we don't hurry up to sleep and go out to play skewers at such a late hour, we must talk about it.

I laughed: "You're going to be spoiled by me."

Zhuo Wenyang smiled and said, "That's pretty good too."

We tacitly didn't drive, and we didn't intend to go too far.We took a walk together for a while, chatted with each other, and then swept a shared bicycle on the side of the road, and we rode side by side in the cooler air in the middle of the night.

Seeing that there was a food stall that was still open in front of it, it was quite lively, people were sitting inside and outside the store, and the smell from its barbecue grill was still caught in the wind, I turned my head and asked Zhuo Wenyang: "How do you like this restaurant?" Do you think it's okay?"

I'm a little worried that he won't be able to accept this kind of down-to-earth street shop. After all, there aren't even any decent chairs, but plastic stools.

He smiled amiably: "You can do it, I can do it."

At this time, the heat of the day had dissipated, and the coolness brought by the night breeze made sitting in the open air much more enjoyable.

The business of the food stall is very good. There are already several tables full of enthusiastic customers. There are middle-aged men who are shirtless or wearing sweatshirts chatting and punching. There are also social youths with tattoos on their arms. Hot girlfriends having supper.

There are a few bottles of beer on everyone's table, several skewers, and a pot of red crayfish, or fried sixty-year-old snails, exuding the unique fireworks of food stalls.

We found a table, sat down and ordered some food.I'm fine, although I've eaten in many expensive restaurants, and I pretend to be serious, but I'm also very familiar with and enjoy the food stalls on the roadside.

At this moment, I am wearing a wrinkled T-shirt, stepping on slippers, and my messy hair that has not been combed for several days due to excessive reading, blends in with this simple background with messy cups and dishes.

And Zhuo Wenyang was always so neat and tidy, meticulous from head to toe, and he even wore a snow-white shirt buttoned down to the neck.Just sitting here quietly, he looks very dazzling because he is out of place.

This kind of glaring is heterogeneous and unpleasant.The social youths at the next table gave him a special look, with unfriendly eyes.

As for the two girlfriends they were traveling with, their eyes were much more friendly.The two girls glanced here, whispered, chatted and laughed quietly, and seemed to quietly raised their mobile phones.

We all feel it, but don't mind it.Irrelevant bystanders take a second look, whether it's repulsion or appreciation, it's actually not a big deal.

The proprietress quickly brought up the grilled beef and mutton skewers. A large handful of fat and lean meat skewers were grilled until golden brown and fragrant, and oil was still bubbling on the plate.

I was really hungry, so I just took a bunch of them unceremoniously. My mouth was full of oil, and I quickly poured a large glass of cold beer full of foam while chewing.

Zhuo Wenyang looked at me and asked, "Is it delicious?"

I slurped it down, put down the cup, let out a long breath, and said, "This is really delicious. Damn, I read the [-]-point test paper that was delicious."

Zhuo Wenyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does that mean?"

I slapped my thigh: "It's so delicious!"

Zhuo Wenyang thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing out loud.He's so cute when a bad joke makes him laugh so hard.

So I told a lot of bad jokes on the table.Zhuo Wenyang, who is well-read, obviously doesn't have a wide range of jokes. No matter what I say is new to him, he can make him laugh.

It's really fun to get along with scholars who don't often gossip on forums.

And he's so pretty when he smiles!

After eating for a while, the disposable gloves for peeling crayfish were not enough, Zhuo Wenyang said, "I'll get it."

He got up to go to the counter.The aisle between the tables and chairs in the store is rather cramped. The stout proprietress is carrying the trash can and is cleaning up the residue on the table. The waiter is delivering the food with the charcoal-burning grilled fish plate underneath. The face at the next table looks like a little girl. The girl from Apple took a few bottles of drinks and was walking back. While dodging, she bumped into Zhuo Wenyang.

Little Apple let out an "oops" in a little panic. Just as he withdrew from Zhuo Wenyang's arms, the brother who delivered the grilled fish yelled "be careful" and walked past them. Zhuo Wenyang apologized and extended his arms politely. Helping her protect her, Little Apple let out a soft "Hey" again, but her face was slightly pink.

"Excuse me."

"It's ok."

The young man with a blue dragon tattoo on his arm suddenly stood up at this moment, and when he went up, he pushed Zhuo Wenyang angrily.

"What do you want to do, you deliberately take advantage of my wife?"

Zhuo Wenyang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "I haven't."

"What? I wronged you? You mean my wife went into your arms by herself?"

Little Pingguo's face quickly turned red, and he was about to go out when she pulled him back, angrily said: "What are you crazy about drinking, I told you to drink less."

Brother Qinglong shook off her hand and scolded her: "What are you talking about? I'm crazy? I'll help you out, and you still say I'm crazy? What do you mean? Turn your elbows out?"

I hurried over to make a rescue: "I'm sorry, sorry, buddy, don't mind, it was just an accidental bump, and it wasn't intentional. He won't take advantage of girls."

"What do you mean? Hey, you mean my wife is not worthy for him to take advantage of? Why are you pretending? Do you really think you are a gentleman? Are you amazing? Let's make gestures."

His companions also stood up one after another, staring at us.

"..."

This buddy reeked of alcohol, it seemed that he had drunk a lot, the energy of alcohol was mixed with jealousy, and he seemed to be making trouble.

It's not that I can't take more than a dozen.It's pretty easy for me with a beer bottle handy.

But Zhuo Wenyang likes to abide by the law, and I don't want to affect the boss's business, and I don't want to spoil this originally pleasant night.

I said sincerely: "No, buddy, your girlfriend is really beautiful, she would definitely be tempted by an ordinary man. I was embarrassed to say it, but..."

I pointed at Zhuo Wenyang: "He is my partner."

"..."

There was a moment of silence as everyone looked at us.

Brother Qinglong stared for a while, then he seemed sober from the wine, reached out and patted my shoulder, and said, "It's fine." Then he said to Zhuo Wenyang, "I'm sorry, brother."

I smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Long live the understanding."

"..."

So everyone went back to their seats.After a short, awkward silence passed, the store became lively again, and the customers continued to eat, drink, and talk loudly, as if nothing had happened.

Brother Qinglong suddenly came over again, carrying two bottles of beer in his hand.

I:"??"

He said, "Don't mind me, I'm just narrow-minded, I'm not prejudiced." Then he put the beer on our table: "Please!"

I thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, brother, you are so generous!"

I opened the beer, handed Zhuo Wenyang a bottle, and then raised the bottle to the neighboring table as a salute, and the two girls immediately started whispering again with beaming smiles.

After eating, paying the bill and leaving, Zhuo Wenyang was still a little silent on the road, and his riding posture was also a little stiff.

I knew he must be uncomfortable because of what just happened.I am thick-skinned, carefree, and always run the train with my mouth, but he is a serious person who has one thing to say.

"Never mind," I said, "I just don't want to bother with that guy. He's obviously drunk and can't make sense."

Zhuo Wenyang nodded: "I know."

I looked at his tall and straight figure and his delicate and fair side face in the light of the street lights.Tree shadows swayed over his head, and he looked like a handsome, pure stag.

I just felt my heart beating wildly, and I couldn't help being bold.

I said, "It's a good thing they didn't ask us to prove it."

"Prove what?"

I giggled and said, "Prove that you are my partner."

"..." Zhuo Wenyang was silent for a while before he said, "How do you prove this?"

"It's quite simple," I said generously, "just hold hands, kiss or something."

"..."

Zhuo Wenyang stopped talking, and I could see the tight lines of his lips.

His surprise, his restraint, his embarrassment, his helplessness, God, how could he be so cute without saying anything!

Such a serious and honest person makes people want to play tricks on him, play tricks on him, drive him into a mess, and be at a loss...

I quickly shook my head vigorously.

It's over, I seem to have really drunk too much!

It is reasonable for me to drink so much that it is impossible for me to be put down by those beers, but alcohol makes me very restless.

There are two little people in my mind who are chattering and arguing all the way, one said: "Be bold, go up and get some oil, you two are such a good friend, he will do nothing if he eats a little bit of tofu, at worst, he is drunk It's gone!"

The other told me not to do anything special.

When I got home, the house was still quiet, a peaceful atmosphere of sleeping.I fumbled to turn on the light in the living room, and as soon as I said "You are thirsty...", Zhuo Wenyang immediately made a gesture to silence.

I realized that I couldn't control the volume, so I quickly shut up, tiptoed obediently, and walked back to the bedroom carefully.

Zhuo Wenyang also came in, closed the door, heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I told you not to drink it all."

"It can't be wasted..." I said with a smile, "I'm not drunk."

Zhuo Wenyang shook his head: "You, my dad will have to scold me for spoiling you again. You have to tidy up and go to bed quickly, or you won't be able to get up and review tomorrow."

I played foolishly: "I don't sleep, Zhuo Wenyang, I'm thirsty."

He looked at me: "Then, I'll get you some water."

He went out softly and came back with a glass of lemonade.

I tilted my head and asked him, "Zhuo Wenyang, why am I still thirsty after drinking so much beer?"

"..." He looked at me and explained, "That's because alcohol destroys the water-salt balance in your body. It would be better for you to drink some mineral water."

"Wow!" I said happily, "Zhuo Wenyang, why do you know everything, why are you so good!"

"..."