Chosen unlucky guy

He Jingle was really at a loss for words now, the space in the carriage was narrow, and the eyes of the three people were all fixed on him, so that he had nowhere to escape. After a while, he turned his face away, and whispered to excuse the two: "Then , or it may be that Xin Sui is not the same as you? How should I put it—”

He racked his brains trying to find a reason to put this matter aside: "In short, I think this is how friends get along with each other, and people with different personalities have different ways of getting along with each other. How do you say that word?" Come—teach students in accordance with their aptitude, yes, teach students in accordance with their aptitude!"

He finally convinced himself and nodded affirmatively, but in the next second, Lin Yan next to him raised his hand and slapped him on the head, and Xiang Kongshan also laughed and scolded in front of him: "The high school Chinese literature dog went to the stomach? You still teach students in accordance with their aptitude, do you think you are Confucius?"

Young Master He was wronged again. He covered his head and dared not speak out. Anyway, he was surrounded by high school bullies, and he couldn't say no to anyone.But thank God, thanks to this nonsense, the unanswered issue between him and Xin Sui has finally been exposed; from the beginning to the end, only Yu Yehao, who was the first to ask the question, didn't say anything. Drooping down, I don't know what I'm thinking.

He sat on the far side and watched He Jingle for a while, then turned his head and looked out the window, but when he got off the car, he deliberately slowed down and landed at the back.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Yehao and Kong Shan looked at each other, and the latter clearly withdrew his inquiring gaze, turned his head and walked in first as if he knew everything; he and He Jingle were left side by side, As if it was just casual gossip: "Le Tsai, let me ask you something."

He looked at He Jingle, his tone was very casual, but there was no hint of joking in his eyes: "Tell me honestly, are you happy to be friends with Xin Sui?"

He Jingle was stunned by this question, and after a while, he said with evasive eyes, "I'm happy."

……are you happy?

He Jingle has also thought about this issue, and he should be happy. Xin Sui helped him draw cards and talked to him in a soft voice. It seems that there is no person in the world with a better temper than him; but Xin Sui is also indifferent at the same time. It seems that it is only a short stop with everyone, and one day we will leave.

Thinking about it this way, I am not very happy again.

After all, friends who have been with him for several years are still worried that they will eventually witness the separation banquet. This kind of indifferent attitude makes it difficult for him to feel that he and Xin Sui will become strangers again, and one day they will.

But for some reason, facing Yu Yehao's inquiry, he subconsciously didn't want to say it. Even if he knew it, even if he said it, Yu Yehao would never laugh at him, and would even comfort him instead, but he just didn't want the other party to know I have failed so much, and in two or three years, everyone has spanned many seasons, only he is still living in the cold winter when we traveled to the imperial capital for the first time and took a group photo together.

So he still said he was happy after all, but he didn't say a word other than that.

"That's fine." Yu Ye seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, the two of them walked upstairs slowly, and he said in a low voice, "Le Zi, there is something I should have told you long ago, it's not too late now, In fact, Brother Shan and I have always wanted to tell you that you are our very important friend. Correspondingly, we don't think you have anything to correct. If... I mean, if Xin Sui doesn't treat you like you If you treat him so well, forget it, even if it is a god-given fate, if it is really exhausted, there is no need to force it."

He Jingle was silent for a long time, until the person in front walked into the private room, and the half-enclosed crimson hollow wooden door suddenly appeared in his sight under the cover of flowers and plants, and he asked: "Okay, did you see it? "

"What did I see?" Yu Yehao didn't answer, but just laughed again, "I see that you are an idiot, and you are always cheated out of your pants."

"Let's go and eat!" he said.

The distance between the two cars was not far, and those who arrived earlier hadn’t warmed up their stools. Xin Sui and the other three also stepped into the door of the private room. Taking advantage of the time when Ke Wenyao and Yu Kangzhe were looking at the menu, He Jingle Leaning to Xin Sui's side, he asked guiltily, "How is it, did Yu Kangzhe scold me on the way?"

He guessed not, because it seemed that Ke Wenyao had already talked about the matter before getting into the car, otherwise he wouldn't be able to squeeze into Xiang Kongshan's car with such confidence; He took the water bottle to pour water for himself, heard the sound, just glanced at him with a half-smile, and filled up the half-empty water he drank: "I want to know so much? The person is right next to me, why don't you ask? "

"You know I dare not!" The young master twitched, and glanced in Yu Kangzhe's direction furtively. Seeing that the other party was still concentrating on studying the menu, there was no sign of anger on his face, and he muttered a little, "Look at it. Neither."

He went to look at Xin Sui again, and their eyes collided. The latter calmly withdrew his gaze, took another menu from Kong Shan, completely ignored the appeal on his face, and only asked: " Is there anything else you want to eat?"

He Jingle immediately forgot what he was going to say, and went off topic: "I've already ordered... oh, and I want to eat lobster balls."

Xin Sui nodded back, but he couldn't find this dish when he turned to the end of the menu.

He could only close the open menu and say, "Jing Le, there are no lobster balls."

He Jingle said "ah" for a long time, and then said: "Forget it."

"Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"Let me think about it," He Jingle began to ponder, only to realize something was wrong halfway through the pondering, "What about you? Xin Sui, do you have anything to eat?"

Beside him, Yu Kangzhe turned his head and commented, "Brother Sui, why are you asking him? You're so used to his stinky problems!"

He Jingle had just offended Xiao Zhe, so he dared not speak, but he was drooping his head, a little unhappy, and heard Yu Kangzhe ask: "... Is there any fresh shrimp wonton? I don't want to eat lobster balls, so I can make a living for him." I can survive."

Young Master He immediately became happy again. He nodded with a smile, and asked Xin Sui to add a fresh shrimp wonton. While waiting for the food to be served, he secretly sent a message to Yu Kangzhe under the table like secretly playing with his phone in class: "Zhe Brother Zhe, I'm sorry, don't be angry, I didn't mean to say that."

He was sure that Yu Kangzhe had seen it, but the other party didn't reply. After waiting for a long time, he raised his head again: Good guy, a dish of roast goose was just placed on the table for no more than a minute, and now there are only two slices of tomatoes left for decoration.

"..."

On the round table, Yu Yehao was chatting about frozen lemon tea, Lin Yan was emptying his mouth, Yu Kangzhe was chewing and chewing, Ke Wenyao was grabbing Xiang Kongshan to show him the food picture he just took; He glanced at it, then sighed again, handed him what was in his bowl, and said nonchalantly, "Let you play with your phone."

Before He Jingle could speak, another dish was put on the table; this time it was rice rolls, cut into eight pieces, and after each of them picked up one piece, the last piece happened to be left in the middle, lonely, and no one asked.

He quickly picked up the chopsticks without tilting his head, staring at the dish like a hungry wolf, only his mouth was still busy saying: "Xin Sui! Look at me!"

Xin Sui didn't have time to speak, because Yu Yehao had already picked up his words, eager to say: "In this case, let me grab it too!"

Yu Kangzhe was also beside him and said, "I'll come too!"

The three looked at each other across the big round table, and they saw the determination to win in each other's eyes. Finally, Ke Wenyao held up his mobile phone and said, "You can grab it later, I will take a photo first."

Xin Sui: "..."

He slowly: "Is eating like this a bit too intense—"

But it was too late, the three pairs of chopsticks stretched out to the dish in the center of the table at the same time, He Jingle's hand that lowered the chopsticks was almost an afterimage, and with lightning speed, he picked up the last piece of rice rolls.

The final winner, Young Master He, looked happier than when he found out that he could go to college after the results of the college entrance examination. He said triumphantly: "Haha! You two little trash!"

Yu Yehao clenched his fist: "Damn it! You lost!"

Xin Sui: "We can order more—"

His voice stopped suddenly full of surprise, because He Jingle, who was holding the trembling piece of rice rolls, was getting closer and closer to him, and the end of the chopsticks almost touched his brow; this discovery made his heart beat suddenly Speeding up a bit, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this kind of No. 1 choice to share the fruits of victory made him secretly happy, and he also felt that this kind of lively scene was actually not so funny and bad.

But the pair of chopsticks went past him and reached directly towards Yu Kangzhe's plate.

"..."

He Jingle said respectfully: "Brother Zhe Zhe, please eat, your lord has a lot, so don't be angry with me."

"...waiter," Xin Sui raised his hand with a livid face, "serve two more dishes."

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Yesterday Youbao reminded me that I mistyped the names of Ke Er and Le Tsai again. I hereby solemnly announce that Ke Wenyao will be He Jingle's stand-in from today on. He is mainly responsible for filming some faceless action scenes, such as the young master of Chapter 1. Being kicked, in fact, it was Ke Er who wore his clothes to take the picture (I am completely nonsense) (I really want the two of them to become brothers)