Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li sent a message to Chen Shushu, and Chen Shushu quickly drove the car to the exit of the parking lot.

Sheng Qianling opened the door of the back seat, and after Jiang Li bent down to sit in, he bent down and sat next to Jiang Li.

Chen Shushu glanced at the two people whose shoulders were pressed together from the rearview mirror, and said enthusiastically: "Brother Li, master, take you to dinner? There is a private restaurant on Lihuangpi Road, which is very interesting. My wife took me there. Once, it was really good."

Chen Shushu didn't know about Jiangli's taste disorder, so he just wanted to recommend the good places he knew to Jiangli.

Jiang Li nodded and asked, "How did you catch up with Xu Xiaolian?"

Mentioning this, Chen Shushu even smiled shyly, and said while driving: "Hey, just keep pestering me. I have been pestering for more than a year in high school, and more than three years in college. I only caught up with him in my senior year."

Jiang Li smiled when he heard that, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

The road is wide and there are few vehicles.

After the sun fell into the high-rise buildings, there was only a faint sunset blush hanging in the sky.

The car passed through Jiefang Avenue and Zhongshan Avenue, and drove all the way to Lihuangpi Road.The windows of the car are open, and the gentle evening wind blows in from the window, like a pair of gentle hands gently embracing the river.

Jiang Li's heart was very quiet. In this quietness, he suddenly felt a trace of strange peace.

It seems that everything in the past is just a dream.

When you wake up from a dream, don't be sad.

Jiang Li turned his head, looked at Chen Shushu's shoulder and asked, "How is Mei Chaofeng? What happened to the rest of the class?"

When it came to the third year of high school (7) class, Chen Shushu opened up the chatterbox.

He returned to the chatterbox mode in a second, and began to count: "Mei Chaofeng is very good. After we graduated, she became a senior, but she still has a bad temper. We all passed the college entrance examination that year." Yes, there are quite a few students from Tsinghua University and Peking University in the class, and there are also quite a few students from Wuhan University and Fudan University. Hey, Li Ge, do you remember Jiang Yan, she is the top female student in our class, and the one who helped you make up for it was the number one student in science in our city that year. .”

When Jiang Yan was mentioned, Jiang Li first remembered her expressionless and world-weary face.

Even when she was explaining math problems to him, her voice didn't fluctuate, calm and full of personality.

Jiang Li said: "After I transferred, she probably didn't worry about the average score of the class anymore."

After hearing this, Chen Shushu quickly glanced at Jiangli from the rearview mirror, hesitant to speak, and said after a while: "It really hasn't happened."

Because no matter how low other people's test scores are, Jiang Yan doesn't care anymore.

Jiang Li asked casually, "Then did she go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

Chen Shushu said: "Tsinghua University, last time I glanced at the news in the group, it said that I was studying for a Ph.D. in mathematics at Tsinghua University."

"Ah."

At this time, Sheng Qianling, who had been listening silently, suddenly asked, "Jiang Li took the initiative to make up lessons before?"

In his impression, Jiang Li was a scumbag who couldn't open his schoolbag after school.

Jiang Li was startled when he heard it, and just about to deny it, Chen Shushu's big speaker had already started blaring: "Yes, Master, my brother Li is awesome. After making up lessons, he got a score of 8 to 68 in math. Hey, Brother Li, If Mei Chaofeng hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have known that you wanted to go to Beijing—”

When the word "Beijing" was mentioned, Chen Shushu suddenly felt guilty and stopped talking abruptly.

He has been careful to avoid the topic mentioned, but spread it out in front of the two parties.

Sheng Qianling's eyes sank slightly, a vague thought flashed in his mind, and he looked sideways into Jiang Li's eyes.

It is self-evident what it means to want to go to Beijing for the exam that year.But why, when Jiang Li broke up back then, he said he was "tired of playing", but now that he returns to Wuhan, he refuses to go to Jingyuan and avoids talking about time billiards?

Sheng Qianling was keenly aware that Jiang Li had concealed many things from him, and felt that he had to figure out everything inside.

His lips parted slightly, and just as he was about to ask something out loud, Chen Shushu braked and stopped the car.

Chen Shushu said: "Brother Li, master, here we are."

Sheng Qianling had no choice but to take a deep look at Jiang Li, and got out of the car to help Jiang Li with the door.

In mid-spring, when the sun sets, Lihuangpi Road is as beautiful as a colorful watercolor painting in the gentle evening.

Many European-style buildings from the Concession period have been completely preserved here, row upon row, beautiful and beautiful, not noisy or flashy.A few sparse citizens walked slowly on the blue bricks, like moving shadows in a painting.

Jiang Li has lived in the bustling Wusheng Road, Zhongshan Avenue for many years, and never knew there was such an elegant place nearby.

I was dazzled for a while.

Chen Shushu came over after parking the car, and said with a smile, "This place looks good, the food from the private chef will be even more delicious."

Chen Shushu led Jiangli and Sheng Qianling into a small villa that looked like a residential building.There is no signboard at the entrance of the villa, which is no different from ordinary houses.

Pass through a courtyard of more than ten meters, go up the white spiral staircase beside the wall, reach the second floor, open the door and enter, and there is a hole in the sky inside.

In this restaurant, the eight planets are painted with light gray paint on the ceiling, and the colorful starry sky painted by Van Gogh is painted on the four walls, mainly in blue and yellow. Under the soft light, it looks lively and warm.

The restaurant is not big, and in the area within sight, there are only three sets of dining tables, and each table can only seat four people.

Jiang Li looked around for a moment before turning his gaze away.

The owner and chef wearing an apron came out with a smile and asked, "Is this Mr. Chen who ordered dinner?"

Chen Shushu took a step forward and said, "It's me."

The boss said, "Sit here."

So, Jiang Li, Sheng Qianling, and Chen Shushu sat down at the table in the corner.

There was nothing on the table but a kettle and tissues and no menu.

The boss asked: "Where are the three from?"

Chen Shu pointed to Jiangli, and replied, "The two of us are from Wuhan, and he came from Beijing."

The boss asked again: "Are there any taboos?"

Chen Shushu quickly replied: "I have no taboos, but he—" pointing to Jiang Li, and said: "He doesn't eat sour and bitter, and he can't put vinegar."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and did not explain.

After many years, old friends from high school can still remember their wonderful taste at that time, which is more cherished than the taste itself.

After Chen Shushu finished speaking, he asked Sheng Qianling if he had any taboos, and Sheng Qianling shook his head.

After the boss left, Chen Shushu said triumphantly: "Brother Li, just wait, I will definitely make you happy."

Jiang Li was a little curious, raised his head and asked, "Don't you need to order?"

Chen Shushu was in high spirits: "I was ordering food just now? I asked where you are from and if you have any taboos. The boss only asks these two questions, and he will arrange the dishes according to the age, body shape, place of origin, and taboos of the guests. , only one table at a time."

Jiang Li nodded with a smile, a little bit of bitterness on the root of his tongue.

He habitually fumbled in his trouser pocket to find candy, and just as he covered it, Sheng Qianling's palm fell down and covered his palm, rubbing it slowly twice.

It means to stop him.

Jiang Li paused, turned his palms over, and held hands with Sheng Qianling silently.

Holding hands at this moment made them feel a little inexhaustible.

Sheng Qianling's palm was wide and dry, and there was a thin callus around the tiger's mouth, which was caused by holding the pole for many years, and it was very comfortable to the touch.

It was just holding hands without any desire, but Jiang Li quickly calmed down.

Not long after, the boss began to serve the same dishes.

Charcoal-grilled beef ribs, cherry blossom bullfrog, meat crab with egg yolk, red wine chicken wings, baby vegetables in Cordyceps broth, ice grass salad, and a sweet and spicy silver eel.

The presentation of the plate is exquisite, and the portion of each item is small, but it is almost enough for three people.

Chen Shu looked at Jiangli eagerly, waiting for Jiangli's evaluation after tasting.

Jiang Li had no choice but to pick up the nearest silver eel with his chopsticks, took a bite, chewed a few times, and said, "It's delicious."

He swallowed it indiscriminately, savoring the bitter taste in his mouth, and wanted to take his left hand out of Sheng Qianling's right.

But Sheng Qianling didn't let go, he pinched and kneaded his fingertips, as if he couldn't feel enough.

The taste of the piece of silver eel regurgitated, Jiang Li frowned, and blurted out without thinking: "It's too sweet, I don't like sweet things for dinner."

Hearing the words, Sheng Qianling suddenly exerted force on his palms, looked at Jiangli in disbelief, and asked excitedly, "Is it too sweet?"

Jiang Li froze for a moment before realizing what he had said.

He was also very surprised, and quickly picked up half of the silver eel in the bowl and took a bite, tasted it, but it still had a familiar bitter taste.

He shook his head slowly.

After hearing this, Chen Shushu also ate a piece, and said curiously, "It's not sweet, Brother Li, there's only a little bit of honey sauce in it. The spiciness overwhelms the sweetness. Do you think it's too sweet?"

Jiang Li was a little embarrassed, afraid that he would spoil Chen Shushu's interest and his good intentions, so he could only say, "You don't know that I'm a picky eater."

Chen Shushu nodded, and replied: "That's true, there is no picky eater in the world than you, and only your master can stand you."

Jiang Li: "..."

The meal came to an end without any risk.

Jiang Li let out a sigh of relief, but Sheng Qianling was very happy.

Under the night, Chen Shushu went to pick up the car, Sheng Qianling held Jiang Li's hand tightly, hugged him a little closer, and asked in a low voice, "Did you taste a little sweet just now?"

"Well," Jiang Li told the truth, "It was very short, but I tasted it. It tastes a bit like a lollipop. As long as I eat it, it won't be so bitter in my mouth."

Sheng Qianling lowered his head and pecked Jiang Li's lips, and unconsciously stuck his tongue in, wanting to taste the taste of his mouth.

Jiang Li was kissed and couldn't speak. He looked up and saw that Chen Shushu had already driven the car over, and was covering his eyes as if covering his ears.

Jiang Li suddenly became playful, raised his head to cooperate with Sheng Qianling's kiss, and deliberately stuck out a small part of his tongue.

Chen Shushu, who was still peeking between his fingers: "..."

As if the desire to show off that had been dormant for many years was aroused, Jiang Li even bent his peach blossom eyes, provoking Chen Shushu with his eyes while kissing vigorously.

Just like back then, he proudly told Chen Shushu the wonderful taste of "being watered".

Chen Shushu couldn't stand it anymore, turned his neck with his face hot, stepped on the brake quietly and waited for the two kissers under the tree.

Unable to bear it for two seconds, he peeked again, and still felt that the two young men were a good match, even if they were kissing, they could kiss so well.

The guilt that had tormented him for many years was healed at this moment.

Sheng Qianling's pale face on the hospital bed five years ago gradually faded away, and turned into a tall and gentle shadow not far away now.

Chen Shushu heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he finally didn't have to regret the passionate encouragement back then.

Jiang Li was so forcefully kissed that his legs were weak, he bit Sheng Qianling's lip and mumbled, "Brother Ling...the car is coming..."

Sheng Qianling didn't care about other people's eyes, he gnawed on the river a few more mouthfuls before letting him go.

Although Jiang Li had a hard mouth, his ears were soft.

Kissing in front of Chen Shushu, his ears were already red, and even his greasy collarbone was covered with an ambiguous pink.

After getting in the car, Chen Shushu pretended to concentrate on driving, Jiang Li pretended to look at the night view outside the window, Sheng Qianling held Jiang Li's hand alone, and the three of them did not speak.

It was eerily quiet.

But also very harmonious.

The car drove to Yanjiang Avenue, just in time for the entrance of Bar Street. The road was full of car taillights, and it took several minutes to move a meter.

The huge signboard of Qingjiang Holiday Hotel was right in front of them, only 400 meters away.

Jiang Li stretched his head out to take a look, and seeing that the traffic jam in front showed no signs of easing, he turned to Sheng Qianling and said, "Brother Ling, why don't we go back? Dashu happens to turn left at the intersection ahead, so as not to It was blocked in front for half a day and could not move."

Sheng Qianling nodded, politely thanked Chen Shushu, opened the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Li waved at Chen Shushu, then blinked triumphantly, and led Sheng Qianling forward without saying anything.

Chen Shu: "..."

As expected, his elder brother is still his elder brother, and he can't wait for such a short journey.

It seems that anger may be hidden, but it will never disappear.

Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling are tall and have long legs, so they can walk fast.

They shuttled through the bustling streets full of colorful lights, bypassing the crowded queues of men and women, and walked to the clean river beach.

Walk another 200 meters and you will arrive at the hotel.

After passing through the section of Bar Street, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The river wind blows, and the spring night is romantic.

In the light, shadow, and sound, Jiang Li looked at his left hand that was tightly held by Sheng Qianling, and suddenly hoped that this road would not end.

There was a strange smell in the air that crept into their nostrils.

Jiang Li's footsteps suddenly stopped, took a few strong sniffs, and suddenly smiled with downcast eyes.

Sheng Qianling turned his head just in time, taking a full view of Jiang Li's rare smile.

His heart beat faster, and he asked softly, "Lili, what are you laughing at?"

Jiang Li's side face floated in the shadows of the darkness and the light, the corners of his lips were raised upwards, and there was a long time unseen eagerness and lingering affection in his peach eyes.

He draws out his voice, as if coquettishly, slowly closes Sheng Qianling's ear, and says softly, "Brother Ling, it's another year...the season of heather blossoms..."

Sheng Qianling's heart missed half a beat, and before he could answer, he heard Jiang Li speak again.

Jiang Li: "Brother Ling...are you still blooming tonight..."

"..."

The author says:

Chen Shushu is a good boy.