The national male god he privately linked to the station brother

Halfway through the chat between Che Yiyi and Yao Yiming, she found that Che Shaoqi was not thinking about the meal at all, but was staring at the phone non-stop.

She frowned and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Che Shaoqi tightened his grip on the phone, shook his head: "It's okay."

He said it was fine, but Che Shaoqi felt that the vinegar vat in his heart had been completely overturned, and the sourness was bubbling.

Song Yan walked into the restaurant next to the hot pot restaurant. It has been more than ten minutes since Che Shaoqi watched him go in, but the other party has not responded to the message.

Che Shaoqi was afraid that the other party would not see it, so he really wanted to send another sentence, but this kind of thing was very out of his character, so he didn't send it in the end.

Inexplicably annoyed, he threw the phone on the table, and Che Shaoqi started to eat hot pot without saying a word.

It was the first time for Che Yiyi and Yao Yiming to see Che Shaoqi so emotionally exposed, the chat stopped abruptly, and neither of them spoke anymore.

After eating slowly until his patience was exhausted, Che Shaoqi put down his chopsticks pretending to be calm, and then stood up: "I have something to do, so go out first, and you don't have to wait for me when you go back later."

Before Che Yiyi could say anything, Che Shaoqi had already left in front of her.

Yao Yiming asked cautiously, "What's wrong with the professor?"

"I don't know." Che Yiyi slandered: Who knows what is going on in the minds of people who are in love?

Che Shaoqi left the hot pot restaurant and went straight to the Chinese pastry restaurant next door. As soon as he entered, a waiter came to him and asked him, "Welcome, how many are there?"

"I'm sorry, I'm here to find someone." Che Shaoqi avoided the waiter, looked around on the first floor, but couldn't find the person he was looking for, so he couldn't help asking, "Is anyone here booking a room today? "

"Yes, who are you looking for? Describe it and we can help you find it."

"...a man and a woman. The man is tall."

"If I'm not mistaken, the two of you are now in the innermost box on the second floor, do you need me to show you the way?"

"No need." Che Shaoqi refused the waiter's words, walked around the stairs to the second floor, the whole second floor was empty, he walked forward along the road, and saw the box that the waiter said.

Standing outside the box, Che Shaoqi suddenly lost his courage, he ran over impulsively, but now he dare not go in again.

The cell phone rang suddenly, Che Shaoqi took out his cell phone and saw the caller ID, he was startled, went around behind the pillar next to him, and hung up the call.

It was Song Yan who called him.

In the private room, Song Yan, who was hung up on the phone, looked dazed. He had been busy ordering food with the waiter and talking to Ou Fu just now, so he didn't pay attention to his phone.When he noticed the message from Che Shaoqi, almost half an hour had passed, and he thought it would be more practical to make a phone call.

"I'll go out and make a phone call." Song Yan greeted Ofu.

Oufu smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Putting on a mask and pushing open the door of the box, Song Yan re-dialed Che Shaoqi while planning to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

As a result, the familiar ringtone rang in his ears. Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and walked towards the direction of the ringtone. When he was about to reach there, the ringtone stopped and the call in his hand was hung up again.

Song Yan stared closely at the pillar that was at least one person wide, with an inexplicable smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Che Shaoqi's heart was beating non-stop. He was afraid that Song Yan would find him coming, and wanted to rush downstairs and leave, but his intuition told him that he might not be able to catch up.

The shoulders sank, and there was a hint of ridicule in the familiar voice: "Che Che, aren't you in Windsor?"

Turning his head, Che Shaoqi saw Song Yan standing there with a smirk, he hesitated and couldn't explain why: "I'm back, come...to eat, to eat."

"Have you ordered?" Song Yan asked along with his words without trying to expose him.

"...not yet." Che Shaoqi lowered his head, in order not to make himself look weird, he added, "I haven't decided where to sit yet."

Song Yan tried hard to hold back a smile, and invited him: "Would you like to come and sit with me?"

"……also."

"Come." Song Yan stretched out his hand, led Che Shaoqi and pushed the door into the box.

After entering the box, Song Yan took off the mask, pressed the call bell, and asked the waiter to add a chair for Che Shaoqi beside him.

After Che Shaoqi entered the door, he saw the person sitting there at a glance, the little queen Oufu, Song Yan's classmate and best friend.

The inexplicable jealousy just now turned into a bit of embarrassment, Che Shaoqi sat beside Song Yan with red ears, straightened his back and whispered hello: "Hello."

In Che Shaoqi's impression, Ou Fu is the most popular female singer in Huaguo, and also an internationally renowned female singer. She has won a lot of awards, big and small. Like Song Yan, she is very suitable for the entertainment industry. people.In addition, she works hard enough, is gentle and kind, and is very talented in creation, so she is widely praised by passers-by.

If Che Shaoqi remembers correctly, Oufu has always had big wavy hair, which complements the white baby face and is young and cute, but now Oufu who is sitting in front of him has cut her hair.The short hair with the ears was permed into a taco, looking very energetic.

Oufu had already put on a gentle smile when Che Shaoqi entered the door, and now she burst into laughter because of Che Shaoqi's regular way of greeting: "Hello, are you the lover that the senior brother said?"

"Ah...en." Che Shaoqi nodded in a daze. He didn't know what Song Yan and Oufu had been talking about sitting here for so long, so he was a little flustered.

Song Yan took his hand and said to Oufu with a smile: "I thought he hadn't come back from his hometown, but I didn't expect him to come to me today."

"...I didn't come to see you, I came to eat." Che Shaoqi argued feebly.

Oufu half covered her mouth and smiled happily: "It's so cute."

"Cute is not your family." Song Yan rolled his eyes, and suddenly regretted bringing Che Shaoqi in, "Just miss your husband well."

"Yes, yes, brother, you are what you say." Oufu smiled, broke a steamed bun, pressed some shredded pork and green onions into it, and handed it to Che Shaoqi, "Meeting ceremony."

Che Shaoqi looked at the steamed bun in front of him, stunned for a moment, then reached out to take it: "Thank you."

"You don't need to thank her, eat me." After Song Yan finished speaking, he took the steamed bun that Ou Fu gave him from Che Shaoqi's hand and put it back into her bowl, then put his own into Che Shaoqi's hand Li, "This is Oufu, my fellow apprentice."

"En." Che Shaoqi responded in a low voice, feeling a little at a loss while holding the bun.

Ofe made a face and bit herself into her mouth.

Che Shaoqi was a little surprised, as expected, not everything that was said on the Internet was true, and Oufu's straightforward personality was completely different from that on the Internet.

Song Yan didn't hold the chopsticks either, and put his hand under the table to pinch the palm of Che Shaoqi's right hand, having a great time playing: "Just don't take what she says seriously."

Che Shaoqi didn't know whether he should respond, so he simply stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, pretending that he didn't hear what he said.

When Che Shaoqi came, Song Yan and Ou Fu were in the middle of talking about the matter, and now that Che Shaoqi was calmed down, the two continued their conversation.

"Then how do you declare here after you leave?"

"Let's talk about going to study abroad first." Ofu shrugged, "Anyway, I want to go out to study music. It's the same whether I study abroad early or late."

"It's fine if you think it's okay."

"Their family is too chaotic now, I can't give birth to this child in China." Oufu sighed, and was rather melancholy than she was happy just now.

Song Yan frowned: "Ye Zinan and I advised you to think carefully at the time, at least you should wait until the inheritance issues in their family are resolved before marrying."

"I can't help it, my husband has already proposed to me, so I can't stop marrying me, right?" Oufu comforted herself pretendingly, "And this child is a boy, if his brothers and sisters find out, there will be trouble again .”

Song Yan nodded: "Okay, but even if you go abroad to avoid those cannibal relatives, you can't hide for a while, you still have to be careful, and contact me anytime if you encounter problems."

"Okay." Oufu replied, and after a while, she thanked again with a smile, "Brother, thank you, if it weren't for you and Zi Nan to help me this time, I really don't know what to do .”

"Why are you being so polite to us? Since you want to thank me, treat your sister-in-law to a meal." Song Yan pointed at Che Shaoqi.

When Che Shaoqi heard the word "sister-in-law", he was startled, and turned his head to stare at Song Yan, feeling extremely ashamed of this title.

Song Yan went up to him and kissed him, making him blush.

Oufu covered her eyes and called "spicy eyes", she could not watch the two people showing their affection, but the last meal was still her guest, and it could be regarded as a farewell meal before leaving.

Originally, Song Yan and Che Shaoqi wanted to send Oufu back, but she packed a bag and took a taxi and left. In the end, Song Yan and Gui, who were wearing hats and scarves and disguised successfully, were left behind. Che Shaoqi standing upright.

"Let's go? I'll take you back to school." Song Yan suggested.

"Okay." Che Shaoqi followed Song Yan, and he held his hand before he walked a few steps.

The two walked along the road, and when they approached the second intersection, Song Yan, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "I'm very glad that you can come here today."

"...I'm here for dinner." Che Shaoqi emphasized for the third time that he was here for dinner, not looking for Song Yan on purpose.

"Well, I'm very glad that you can come to eat." Song Yan hooked the corner of his mouth, in a particularly good mood.

Che Shaoqi simply stopped talking and pretended to be bored with Zhang Hong's face. He felt that even if he emphasized it ten or a hundred times, Song Yan would follow his words and pamper him.

"You know that Oufu married a rich man's son, right?" Song Yan knew that Che Shaoqi happened to see him and Oufu being jealous together, and his jealous reaction was very cute, but he didn't want any suspicion between the two of them And grudges, so I started to explain seriously.

"Yes, I know."

"The rich, it's always a bit of a rich man's troubles. There are many children in the family, and there are many who can inherit the family property." Song Yan said, "Some time ago, the oldest person in the family passed away, and several heirs competed for the family property. I can't understand people's thoughts, but Oufu is a bit dangerous because she is the eldest son's wife and pregnant with another child, and you can probably imagine what those cannibal relatives think."

"kindness."

Che Shaoqi responded, and Song Yan suddenly remembered that he was also a rich man, and laughed a little in his heart, how cute a rich man is he?

"However, Oufu kept her pregnancy a good secret, and now she is planning to go abroad to give birth to the baby. Ye Zinan and I helped her a little, and today can be regarded as meeting me again before she leaves. Originally, Ye Zinan was also coming, and his family has a fever." Song Yan finished explaining everything he could, then turned to look at Che Shaoqi with a smile, "So...don't be jealous anymore, huh?"

"...I'm not jealous." Che Shaoqi spoke in a very low voice, and Song Yan didn't know whether he didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it, and didn't answer.

After a while, Che Shaoqi added another sentence: "Well, I'm jealous, can't I?"