in the dark

It was around six o'clock when he came out of the police station. It was dinner time. After discussing with Song Chan, Song Nan'an and Song Chan decided to eat outside. However, there was one big thing that needed to be settled before eating - buying a mobile phone.

It was already seven o'clock when they finished buying the mobile phone, and the two hurriedly called Jiaoye, who was about to order takeaway when they were interrupted and told to go out for dinner.

Song Nan'an found a parking space to park, and Song Chan took Xiao Jiu to the box first.

I am in a good mood today. After a noon and afternoon, the case and Xiaojiu’s affairs are all resolved. It’s just that it takes a lot of time for Xiaojiu’s various documents to be processed. I can only arrange to study when I have all the necessary documents. ... Another thing is that they finally knew Xiao Jiu's real name today——Gu Qiao, which is a nice name.

Moving the menu in front of Xiao Jiu, Song Chan said, "Look at what you like to eat, and order it yourself."

Xiao Jiu put her arms on the chair, dangled her legs, and glanced at the menu, "I don't know what's delicious...Brother, come and order."

"I don't know what is delicious." Song Chan glanced at him, pulled the menu in front of him, and asked no longer reluctantly, "Can you eat spicy?" The beef noodles this morning are quite spicy, so it should be food.

"Yes." Xiao Jiu nodded.

Song Chan wanted to know more about his taste and habits, so he continued to ask: "Do you like spicy food?"

Xiao Jiu nodded without hesitation, "I like it."

"Okay, that's good." Song Chan took a pen and clicked on the menu, and said with a smile: "The taste is quite good."

Xiao Jiu narrowed his eyes with a smile and did not speak.

Song Chan selected a few of Song Nan'an's favorite side dishes, and then ordered soup and dessert for Jiaoye—as for himself, he didn't have anything he particularly liked, but he generally liked whatever Song Nan'an liked.

Just after the election, Song Nan'an and Song Jiaoye walked into the box one after the other.

Jiao Ye sat down, and there was a bell on the ornament hanging on the messenger bag, and there was a crisp sound, "I was stuck in a traffic jam all the way, I almost got out of the car and ran over by my legs." He took out the mirror and looked at it. After a few glances, I reapplied my lipstick.

"Are you afraid you won't be able to eat?" Song Chan choked, pouring everyone a cup of tea while talking.

"That's right." She glanced at him sideways, closed the small round mirror heavily, and pretended to be fierce: "Have you ordered what I want?"

"Order!" Song Chan pushed the tea in front of everyone, "You will never die of sweetness."

"I'm sorry, it's too sweet to kill me." Song Jiaoye answered, and hurriedly said after seeing Xiao Jiu, "The King Xiao Jiu sits with me, and my sister will eat cake for you!"

Xiao Jiu glanced at Song Chan.

"Don't listen to her," Song Chan sang against her and stopped him, "What kind of cake do boys eat?" After he finished speaking, he regretted it. The most important thing to talk to Song Jiaoye is to speak quickly, otherwise he would definitely not be able to beat her. The result is - say the wrong thing.

Boys can do whatever they want... and have their cake and eat it too.

"Why can't boys eat cakes?" Song Jiaoye stared, "There are Superman on those custom cakes, which are specially made for boys, so don't indoctrinate him with abnormal thoughts."

"Hey, what you said—" Song Chan knew that he had said something wrong and was unwilling to give in.

"Your fault, wrong thinking." Song Jiaoye pointed at him very quickly, and after pointing, put on a look like I don't listen, I don't listen, you don't want to talk anymore.

"Okay, stop talking." Song Nan'an interrupted the bickering between the two, and said seriously: "Eat quietly."

Song Chan hurriedly silenced, Xiao Jiu was still watching, the influence was not good, it was all because Song Jiaoye spoke like a firecracker, leading him to talk like a fool always without going through the brain.

"Okay, brother." Song Jiaoye pinched his throat and said in a straight voice, pretending that I am a good student and said to Xiaojiu: "Don't imitate me, it's not good."

"Don't imitate me." Song Chan said.

Xiao Jiu was stunned, his eyes moved back and forth from the two of them.

The four of them were silent for a while, and the waiter knocked on the door and brought in the dishes, each dish full of color, fragrance and taste.

Song Jiaoye was excited to eat and heard Song Nan'an said that Xiao Jiu's matter had been dealt with, and her spirits became excited several times. She quickly ordered a new cake at the shop where she often bought cakes, saying that it was for Xiao Jiu as a pawn. To celebrate, after making the phone call, he boldly proposed to Song Nan'an: "Brother, shall we have some wine to cheer us up?"

It seemed that the interest was indeed very high, and Song Chan who was sitting on the side was taken aback... There is such a person in this world who is not afraid of death.

But there is also a little bit of anticipation in my heart... Song Chan quietly leaned over, wanting to hear his answer.

Song Nan'an glanced at him: "I think your interest is already high enough."

"Oh brother, don't be so boring." Song Jiaoye tugged at his arm, desperately winking at Song Chan who also had expectations in his heart but chose to sit on the sidelines.

Song Chan received the message from her, and his mind turned quickly. Before the words could be thrown out on the tip of his tongue, his mouth was pinched by a cold sentence.

"You better play your part."

Fuck, those eyes are scary.

Song Chan immediately pursed his lips tightly, feeling that if he said a word more, he might not be able to keep his ass at night.

"My dear, I won't say anything." Song Chan showed his big white teeth to Song Nan'an, pretending to scold Song Jiaoye: "What kind of wine are you drinking! There are still children here!" Then he suggested to him: "Drink Wangzai, Wangzai tastes good and is healthy."

Xiao Jiu, who was sitting on the sidelines and watched the play for a long time, really wanted to say whether he should drink soup... Such a big pot of soup, it would be a waste not to drink it.

Song Jiaoye helped her chin, and looked at Song Chan with the expression that you are probably not a fool.

Song Chan put on a eight-toothed smile.

Song Jiaoye: "..." There will always be people in this world who combine dog-licking traits and scumbag traits, such as the one in front of you, who has already mastered it.

Song Nan'an was obviously very satisfied with the second proposal, and called the waiter to serve several cans of Wangzai, red and green.

"Which color do you want?" Song Chan asked Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu pointed to the green can.

"Okay." Song Chan opened the can for him, put it on his desk, and took a straw to plug it in. "It's best to drink it after eating."

Xiao Jiu nodded obediently.

Song Nan'an on the side also chose a can of red and opened it, put in a straw and handed it to Song Chan, who took a sip, not to mention, it tasted very good.

Song Jiaoye's nervousness made her quickly forget that she was rejected when she asked to drink, and happily held Wangzai up high: "I wish King Xiaojiu happy every day in the future!"

Xiao Jiu shook her legs and smiled brightly: "Thank you sister."

Song Chan's emotions were aroused, and he wanted to say something, but he was interrupted as soon as he stood up—"Wait, I still have more! Let me finish first." Song Jiaoye waved his hands and howled.

Song Chan sat down, and Xiao Jiu was amused by the two of them.Song Nan'an also laughed in this alcohol-free and slightly drunk atmosphere.

"I wish my brothers a long and lasting relationship!"

"May I find the right one as soon as possible!"

Song Jiaoye added several words in succession, one sound higher than the other, and when she finished speaking, Xiao Jiu slapped Xiao Jiu very appropriately.

Then Song Chan stood up and was stunned for five seconds... It felt like Jiaoye had finished what he needed to say.

The eyes of the three people were all on him, waiting for the words of blessing, the next second Song Chan sat down abruptly, and threw a pack of tissues at Song Jiaoye: "What shall we say after you have finished talking?!" Sit down Then he found it funny for no reason, put his hands on his eyes and laughed, and fell into Song Nan'an's arms... He also wanted to wish Xiao Jiu happy every day, wish Jiaoye to meet someone who can take care of her soon, and wish the two of them could be together forever... …and wish myself more and more powerful and independent.

Song Jiaoye took the tissue and laughed loudly, Xiao Jiu also rolled her eyes while biting the straw.