Dangerous game

The butter hot pot in Vientiane City is really amazing. Three people ordered a portion for five people, and they were starving to death. By the fourth portion, they couldn't fit anything.Jiang Bei asked the waiter how many food bags he wanted, and packed up the remaining mutton and beef rolls, so that he could have a good meal when he went back.

As soon as Xiao Yan left the hot pot restaurant, his girlfriend called, saying that the gas stove at home was broken, and it couldn't light the fire after working on it for a long time.

"Brother Bei, I'll go back first." Xiao Yan was ready to run.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Bei handed over a paper towel, "Hurry up and wipe off the scum around your mouth, you're getting angry, don't go back and scold me."

Xiao Yan giggled: "Brother, you're still thoughtful, let's make an appointment next time."

Jiang Bei waved his hand, "The meat between the teeth is also cleaned, so get out of here."

"My wife is strict, I have to sneak out to have a meal with my friends." Ouyang Xiaocong suddenly realized the benefits of being single for many years.

Jiang Bei narrowed his eyes and frowned, "Your smell of garlic is really offensive."

Comrade Xiao Cong let out a sigh of relief in his hand, and sniffed hard at the tip of his nose, "I didn't smell it."

"Mr. Jiang—"

From a long distance away, I heard someone shouting. With the experience of last time, Jiang Bei took his seat directly this time and glanced around the shopping mall twice.

A Ping's black jacket is paired with sweatpants, and he wears a pair of Martin boots. His hair is neatly tipped and one side is short. He has a standard round head and a small crew cut, which looks much more pleasing to the eye than he usually wears a suit.

Xiao Yan quietly asked, "Who is it?"

Jiang Bei whispered, "You don't know me even if I tell you."

Ah Ping ran to them, panting, the simple smile on his brows and eyes had already opened up, within half a month, we met twice unexpectedly, it was really fate.

"Are you here to eat again?" Jiang Bei took the initiative to say hello.

"The hot-boiled mutton here is so delicious, I have to come here every week."

"Really, I have to try it some other day."

It was still early, only a quarter past twelve, but people who are full and warm tend to get sleepy. Jiang Bei thought about going back to sleep and going to the studio later in the afternoon. Anyway, there is not much work recently.

This is considered to be the peak period of passenger flow, and the doors of each store are full of customers, most of them are young couples, and there are also young couples with children, each staring at the mobile phone screen, talking and laughing, making a scene .

"Let's go back first," Jiang Bei said.

A Ping enthusiastically said: "Mr. Jiang, let me see you off. Boss Shen doesn't need a car at noon. I'll take you there directly wherever you are going."

"We live on the side of the city government, it's too troublesome."

A Ping said politely again and again: "What's the trouble, no trouble!"

Ouyang Xiaocong was very happy, and he followed the car for a while, and his impression of Jiangbei in the past few years has also changed greatly——

It looks inconspicuous and even a bit lacking in thought, but he can still make friends with a wealthy man who drives a luxury car.

The road section was a bit congested, and Aping drove and stopped, and occasionally glanced in the rearview mirror. He was really surprised: How could people change so much in just two years?Even if it was a good girl from a good family in the old days, she didn't change her temperament overnight. If the current Mr. Jiang said that he had been reincarnated, people would believe him.

A Ping narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's convenient at noon, I'll take Mr. Shen's car and pick up my friends for dinner. Mr. Jiang, you can't mention it to Mr. Shen."

"I won't mention it, you can drive it casually, he is not so narrow-minded."

Ouyang Xiaocong interjected: "Who is Mr. Shen?"

A Ping smiled and didn't answer, Jiang Bei took the words, "Why do you ask so many questions, you don't even know him."

Just as he was talking, Ah Ping's cell phone rang suddenly, and a clear and deep male voice came out from the bluetooth, "Drive the car here now."

"Mr. Shen, I just met Mr. Jiang, and I'm sending him back right now, are you in a hurry?"

There was a pause for about two seconds, "Use it urgently." After finishing speaking, he hung up with a beeping busy tone.

Jiang Bei is very acquainted: "Then you can find a place to park in front and put us down, I will take a taxi back with him."

A Ping is a shrewd person who is well-versed in all aspects, and he will never handle things anticlimactically, he said: "Don't you go to the city hall, it's quite far away, it's not easy to take a taxi here, I'll pick up Mr. Shen first, and I'll take you there later. "

"also."

Approaching the end of November, the flowers and trees in the green belt gradually turn yellow, and the already yellow leaves rustle to the ground, rolling up the last beautiful shadow in the wind.

Beishi is about to enter the minor cold period. It is said that there will be a sleet in a few days, and the temperature will drop sharply again.

When the car arrived at the place, Shen Munan stood at the door of the company and waited. This was the second time today that Aping felt unbelievable.

"Mr. Shen." Aping pushed open the car door from the inside.

Shen Munan sat in the co-pilot, and a cold air suddenly condensed in the car, everyone was silent, including Ouyang Xiaocong who kept pouring beans out of the bamboo tube.

Jiang Bei remained calm, and occasionally looked out the window. When the man came in just now, his eyes fell on him for a moment, and he knew it.

"Go to Jianfeng Building." Shen Munan said.

A Ping was in a bit of a dilemma. The Jianfeng Building and the city government were in completely different directions. This time, he was afraid that Jiangbei would be delayed.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have something urgent this afternoon?"

Jiang Bei smiled: "Busy your business, let's take a taxi back."

Shen Munan suddenly asked, "Where are they going?"

A Ping said: "The city government."

"Send them off first." Shen Munan didn't say much, and closed his eyes to rest.

A Ping's eyes were very clear, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart: After all, Mr. Shen is a man of few words. gentlemen.

"Mr. Jiang, I didn't ask you just now, are you working in the municipal government now?" A Ping casually brought up a topic to adjust the atmosphere.

Jiang Bei straightened his body and joked, "Do you think I look like a civil servant sitting in an office drinking tea?"

A Ping smiled, "It really doesn't look like it."

"I live near there and share the rent with someone."

A Ping turned the steering wheel to the right, turned easily across the intersection, and glanced at the rearview mirror, "Have you bought a house with your husband since you got married? It's not very convenient to rent together."

Jiang Bei still had that harmless smile: "Who am I going to marry? I'm still single now."

A Ping wondered: "Didn't you get married before?"

"You said my previous one, my fate was not good. I had a car accident the year before last, and now I don't know where I went to reincarnate."

"No, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's all over."

He talked eloquently, one thing to another, some flesh hung on his cheeks, his braids curled up quietly on the back of his head, his face was always smiling and his eyes were crooked, and there was no sign of a widow at all. Time is so great He has completely changed, as if the body is still his own, and the soul and flesh have already changed masters.

Shen Munan opened his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly, he glanced back unconsciously, Jiang Bei happened to be grinning at him, revealing a row of milky white teeth.This smile gave him an indescribable feeling that something had quietly changed in the dark.

The office building of the city government came into view. Ah Ping pulled over and stopped the car steadily. He raised his head and said, "Mr. Jiang, I won't make a detour for the road ahead. Slow down."

"Hey, thank you for today."

Xiao Cong also imitated A Ping's strange accent, "Mr. A Ping, thank you."

"You're too kind."

Jiang Bei zipped up his jacket, patted the back of the co-driver, "Munan, I'm leaving."

The man didn't turn his head to look at him, but simply hummed the word "um" from his throat. After nearly two years, they finally spoke.

After getting out of the car, Ouyang Xiaocong watched the car go away. He scratched Jiang Bei with his paw, "Who is that person in the passenger seat?"

"A previous suitor."

"What the hell, then why didn't you agree at the beginning!"

Jiang Bei bowed his head and kicked away a small stone on the side of the road, and said indifferently, "I can't tell you, let's go."

"Tell me, I've learned a lot..."

The stone bounced a few times in the air, and finally lay still on the concrete road, waiting for the next person to step on it.

The north is dry and cold, and the wind is often accompanied by bayonets, which cut people's faces, and the scars are hidden in the flesh. It hurts very much. If you open your mouth to inhale, the air will be dry and without any moisture.

Jiangbei's ripped trousers obviously couldn't withstand such a strong wind. He was shivering from the cold, running around, panting, and the punk ring between his fingers shone with a cold metallic luster.

What was more unfortunate was that he was carrying a bag of half-frozen mutton rolls in his hand.

"Jiangbei, wait for me." Ouyang Xiaocong ran behind.

"Hurry up, it's freezing to death."

Who knew that the Maybach turned back suddenly and slammed on the brakes in front of Jiang Bei. The driver changed, and now only Shen Munan was in the car.

The window slowly lowered.

Jiang Bei's smile was already in place, hanging clearly on his face, "Munan."

Shen Munan pursed his lips, "Is it cold?"

Jiang Bei sniffed at his reddened nose, "A little bit."

Shen Munan moved his eyes left and right, picked up the coat on the co-pilot and threw it to him.

"No need, I'll be home in a while." Jiang Bei pushed and refused to return the clothes to Shen Munan.

Shen Munan curled up his finger bones slightly, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

"Okay," Jiang Bei smiled, "I'll wash it and return it to you in a few days."

The man's smile seemed to be hidden in his throat, and he said in a muffled voice, "It's up to you."

In fact, the man did laugh in his heart. He was never so flustered as he is now. He has already passed the age of the first love, but he is still as dull as a boy who just fell in love. He has to think for a long time to say a word, so he seldom speaks.

"I'm going back with my friend, please drive slowly." Jiang Bei waved at him.

What answered him was only the word "um" from the man's throat, which was very dull.

The car flicked away and quickly out of sight.

"I'll put it on for you."

Jiang Bei threw the coat to Ouyang Xiaocong, who was also trembling, and ran towards home.