Tao Zhi was a little unresponsive.
When she was talking about this with Jiang Zhengxun in the afternoon, Jiang Qihuai didn't speak the whole time, and he didn't even pay attention here. She thought he wasn't listening at all.
Tao Zhi looked around secretly, but no one noticed.
But for the people at the table in the box, it was a bit strange that such a plate was placed upright in front of her, as if it was her exclusive.
She stretched out a hand slowly, pushed the plate of Coke chicken wings that was almost touching the edge of her bowl slightly forward, and said awkwardly: "Don't be so obvious, as if I am greedy."
Jiang Qihuai raised his eyebrows: "Then you can't rob others, can you?"
"That happened when I was four or five years old!" Tao Zhi protested softly, "I'm already an adult, who would fight over a few chicken wings?"
Jiang Qihuai glanced at her, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that even if ten years had passed, she would not be unable to do this kind of thing now.
He nodded: "Then do you want to eat?"
A plate of chicken wings is served on a porcelain white shallow plate. The caramel-colored sauce is attractive in color, the aroma is mixed with sweetness, rich and delicious, and the hot air rushes to the tip of the nose.
Order all the points, if you don’t eat, you don’t eat.
Tao Zhi slowly picked up the chopsticks and stretched them over, picked up the last piece of chicken wing, put it in a bowl to hold it, then lowered his head and took a small bite.
The fresh and sweet sauce is mixed with the tender chicken, and the juice overflows in the mouth.
Tao Zhi's long and narrow black eyes narrowed happily, and he couldn't help shaking his shoulders slightly, like a very satisfied cat after eating something delicious.
Jiang Qihuai looked at her and smiled lightly.
He had never seen Tao Zhi eat before, and it was the first time he knew that she would react like this when she ate something she liked.
He leaned in the chair and looked at her: "Like chicken wings?"
"I like meat," Tao Zhi said frankly as he spit out the bones with puffed cheeks, "I also like braised pork ribs and tomato ball soup. But my aunt has her own ideas about cooking. She wants to mix meat and vegetables. The balance needs to be exchanged.”
Tao Zhi picked up another piece of chicken wing, stuffed one end into his mouth, and mumbled sadly: "My father still wants to eat vegetarian food at home once a week. Obviously he doesn't come back to eat when he's out, and I'm the one who suffers."
Jiang Qihuai didn't seem to sympathize with her pitiful experience of eating vegetarian food for a day, and said ruthlessly, "Swallow what's in your mouth before talking."
Tao Zhi pursed her lips, concentrated on continuing to struggle with her chicken wings, and also picked up a piece for Fu Xiling who was beside her.
Tao Zhi really likes to eat chicken wings.
She ate up the entire plate of Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, at least eight or nine, by herself, leaving a pile of bones neatly arranged on the plate.
Until the last one is left on that plate.
Tao Zhi was about to pick it up, but after hesitating for a moment, he got up and pulled out a new pair of chopsticks from the side, tore off the paper packaging, and picked up the chicken wing.
Like a thief, while Jiang Qihuai was talking to the person next to him, she sneaked into his bowl very lightly.
Jiang Qihuai caught a glimpse of her movement from the corner of his eye and turned around.
Tao Zhi's chopsticks hadn't had time to take them back, but she was caught straight. She quickly pulled her hand, put down the chopsticks, and said nonchalantly, "It's the last one."
Jiang Qihuai lifted his chin slightly: "I haven't eaten enough and there is another plate."
Tao Zhi was speechless: "... Am I a pig? I've already eaten one plate, and the chicken wings on the other plate are different from this one."
Tao Zhi pointed to the Coca-Cola chicken wings in his bowl and said seriously: "This is mine, and my favorite is given to you. This is a sacred and unique chicken wing, which is of great significance."
Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes, and took a look at the extraordinary sacred chicken wing, probably the smallest one on her plate.
Halfway through the meal, the boys were almost drunk, and the ones who couldn't drink had already started to get the better of them. Jiang Zhengxun, who was usually gentle and soft-spoken, stepped on the window sill and howled loudly: "Comrades I am so happy today! Our old Li is celebrating his birthday today!"
Zhao Mingqi held a bottle of beer next to him and blew on it directly, patted the table and echoed: "Happy birthday!"
Jiang Zhengxun opened his arms: "Sixteen years old! You can go to the Internet cafe openly!"
Zhao Mingqi: "Go to the Internet cafe! Go to the Internet cafe!"
Holding a cup of coconut milk, Fu Xiling corrected, "Sixteen is not allowed, only eighteen can go to an Internet cafe."
Li Shuangjiang was dumbfounded: "These two buddies only need two bottles of beer? Jiang Zhengxun, are you okay?"
Jiang Zhengxun turned his head: "Brother! I'm older than you!"
Li Shuangjiang: "..."
Fu Xiling picked up a cold dish with chopsticks: "Jiang Zhengxun is quite imposing after drinking."
Tao Zhi nodded beside him, and agreed: "Finally, he can match his name."
"Ji Fan can hold a lot of alcohol." Fu Xiling said.
Tao Zhi glanced sideways at Ji Fan who was beside him.
The two of them separated in junior high school, and Ji Fan followed Ji Jin to another city, and only returned to the attached high school after entering high school.
Tao Zhi really didn't know how much he could drink and what he would look like after drinking.
It was rare for the boy not to go crazy with those boys. He was sitting obediently in his seat, leaning his head against the back of the chair, facing the ceiling, and staring at it without blinking.
The boy next to him raised his hand and patted him: "Brother Fan, are you okay? What are you looking at?"
After a while, Ji Fan said slowly, "I'm thinking."
Boy: "What do you want?"
"Are there really angels in the sky?" Ji Fan asked in a daze.
Boy: "..."
Ji Fan looked at the snow-white ceiling, and continued: "If there is really an angel, does that angel have big breasts?"
Fu Xiling: "..."
Tao Zhi: "..."
After a meal, Zhao Qiming was already on the ground, Jiang Zhengxun was cosplaying a Super Saiyan next to him, Ji Fan's condition was a little worse than before, and he pulled the boy next to him to discuss which angel had bigger breasts.
The girls went to the bathroom together. Li Shuangjiang, who could drink well, got up and went to check out as if nothing had happened. Finally, he took out his mobile phone for the first time in one night. Just after opening Alipay, he found that there was an extra money transfer message on WeChat.
He added Jiang Qihuai as a friend before, and said a few words. The bottom of the few chat records between the two of them was a transfer. Er leaned over: "Brother Huai, why are you transferring money to me?"
Jiang Qihuai pointed to the empty plate of Coke chicken wings in front of Tao Zhi's seat: "I ordered an extra plate of chicken wings."
"If you don't have enough to eat, just order an extra plate, it's okay." Li Shuangjiang said, "It's a treat for birthday stars, why are you being polite to me with a serving of chicken wings?"
Jiang Qihuai smiled, raised his hand and patted him lightly: "Shou Xing spent money, but this plate of chicken wings is mine, please take it."
It was the first time Li Shuangjiang saw him smile, and he was flattered. He scratched his head, said "oh", and accepted it honestly.
Although Jiang Qihuai said it to him with a smile, but for some reason, he always felt that something big would happen if he didn't pay for the chicken wings.
A group of people walked out of the restaurant while awake and helped the fainted one. Li Shuangjiang supported Zhao Mingqi with his left hand and Ji Fan with his right hand. Tao Zhi sent a WeChat message to Uncle Gu early, and the car had already stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.
Li Shuangjiang stuffed Ji Fan into the passenger driver, but Ji Fan was still unwilling, and pulled his arm to prevent him from leaving, but was slapped away by Tao Zhi.
Ji Fan was hit on the head, still dizzy, and asked her in a mysterious voice, "Zhizhi, do you think angels look at the chest or the legs?"
Tao Zhi struggled to push his outstretched leg back: "I'm fucking reading the Bible, don't go crazy, sit back quickly."
Ji Fan was bullied, and sat back aggrieved.
Tao Zhi slammed the co-pilot's door and turned around. Jiang Zhengxun was already cosplaying Sailor Moon. He was about to take off his pants and wrap them into a skirt in the street, but was stopped by the boy next to him with a look of horror.
Li Shuangjiang is still being picked up by Zhao Mingqi like an octopus, and the sports committee, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, is holding him and crying loudly: "Old Li! My life is hard, Lao Li! Why is my math so fucking bad?" Is it written wrong?"
Jiang Qihuai stood beside him and pressed his phone. Under the dim light, the bright white light of the phone made the edges and corners of his facial features hazy and deep.
Li Shuangjiang next to him ruthlessly threw Zhao Mingqi aside, the octopus had no one to entangle with, and saw Jiang Qihuai next to him.
"Brother Huai!" Zhao Mingqi stretched out his hand towards him, "My fucking life is miserable, Brother Huai!"
Jiang Qihuai looked away from the phone, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a huge monster rushing towards him, and he dodged to the side subconsciously.
Zhao Mingqi was in vain, his feet were floating and he couldn't stand firmly, he fell down straight, and fell like a dog eating shit.
"..."
Tao Zhi looked at this group of drunks who were flying like crazy, and his brain ached. He said hello to Li Shuangjiang, took Fu Xiling into the car first, sent them back, and then went home.
When we got home, Ji Fan had fallen asleep in the passenger seat, Uncle Gu carried him out, and Aunt Zhang opened the door.
As soon as she saw Ji Fan, Aunt Zhang said "Ouch": "My little ancestors, what kind of class reunion is this? Drink like this, come in quickly."
Uncle Gu went upstairs with Ji Fan on his back, and Aunt Zhang went to the kitchen to make two cups of honey water and came back, and handed Tao Zhi a cup: "Is Zhi Zhi okay?"
In fact, Tao Zhi's drinking capacity is not much better than Ji Fan's, and she was a little dizzy after a bottle of beer, but she just pretended before the meal that she could drink a table of people, and she managed to get home.
She leaned on the sofa and took a sip of water listlessly: "I'm fine, you go up and see Ji Fan, don't make him vomit."
Aunt Zhang responded and hurried up.
The living room fell silent, Tao Zhi put the water glass on the tea table, and lay down on the sofa.
The crystal lamp made people dizzy even more. She hugged a pillow and pressed it on her head. She turned over and lay on her side to block the light. She took out her mobile phone from her coat, opened Li Shuangjiang's WeChat, and sent him a message Account in the past.
After about ten minutes, Li Shuangjiang returned.
Li Shuangjiang: [?]
Li Shuangjiang: [No, big brother, what's the matter with you and Brother Huai?]
Tao Zhi was about to fall asleep, but was awakened by the sound of a WeChat message, and took a look at his phone.
Zhizhi Grape: [?]
Li Shuangjiang: [This is also chicken wing money?]
Zhizhi Grape: [Yes, I ordered an extra portion today.]
Li Shuangjiang: [Don't give it to me. Brother Huai already gave it to me when he paid the bill, and I accepted it too. What are you two doing? The birthday star can't afford you a plate of chicken wings.]
Tao Zhi was stunned.
She exited the chat interface and clicked into the group of the beautiful girl Justice League.
There were four members in the group, Jiang Qihuai was the last one, and his profile picture was a pile of scattered puzzle pieces. Tao Zhi looked at it for a long time but didn't understand what it meant.
Xueba may like to make such weird things as avatars.
She didn't add Jiang Qihuai as a friend, and this person didn't talk to each other in the class group or other groups. Tao Zhi hesitated, but clicked on his profile picture, added him as a friend, and wrote a note to him.
She waited for a few minutes, when the phone rang, and Jiang Qihuai passed by.
Tao Zhi clicked in and transferred an account for him.
[Beautiful girl carrying Jiang Qihuai]:
[Zhizhi Grape]: Chicken wing money.
[Beautiful girl carrying Jiang Qihuai]: No need.
He confiscated it, and Tao Zhi didn't say anything else. After thinking about it, he asked him: [Are you home yet?]
[Beautiful girl Jiang Qihuai]: No, soon.
Tao Zhi sent an [OK] emoji.
Jiang Qihuai never came back.
Tao Zhi exited the chat interface, drank half a glass of honey water and took a rest for a while, she also became more awake, didn't feel sleepy, and started to use the messy WeChat official account.
When Jiang Qihuai arrived home, the room was quiet.
It was less than ten o'clock in the evening, the lights in the living room were turned off, only a small dim light was left at the entrance, Jiang Qihuai turned around, and closed the anti-theft door softly, with a click.
The door of the master bedroom on the left was ajar, and there was a little bit of dim light from inside. Jiang Qihuai walked over lightly, pushed the door open a little, and took a look.
Grandpa Jiang was sitting by the bed, still asleep, and was reading a book in his hand with a pair of reading glasses, when he heard a voice raise his head: "Ah Huai is back?"
Jiang Qihuai said "hmm", "Why haven't you slept yet?"
"I'm not waiting for you. Grandpa has to keep the light on for you. Otherwise, how about our Ah Huai's house being pitch black when we come back?"
Grandpa Jiang put down his book and looked at him: "Is the party fun?"
Jiang Qihuai responded.
Grandpa Jiang put the book on the table and looked at him cheerfully: "Ah Huai made new friends?"
Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes, covered his eyelashes, and smiled very shallowly.
"It's good to make friends. Our Huai family is so likable, and all the classmates will like to make friends with you. Go wash up and go to sleep." Grandpa Jiang waved his hand, "Go to bed early, and be energetic in class tomorrow."
Jiang Qihuai gently closed the door, turned and went back to the bedroom.
He took off his schoolbag and put it on the desk, took off his school uniform jacket, pulled out his mobile phone and threw it on the bed.
The phone turned on for a moment, and the screen saver was full of WeChat messages.
He didn't look at his phone just now, he turned off the mute and didn't hear it.
Jiang Qihuai put his school uniform on the back of the chair casually, went to the bed and leaned over to grab the phone, opened it and glanced at it, all of them were the links to the junk soft articles on the official account pushed to him by the same person.
[Zhizhi Grape]: [Pay attention to these signals: If someone around you hits all four points, then it may be a withdrawn antisocial personality.]
[Zhizhi Grape]: [The five most taboo things in school days, the number one is—]
[Zhizhi Grape]: [Criteria for choosing a mate for a school bully—Threatening not to marry any beauties who are not from Tsinghua University and Peking University. In the end, no one would marry after being single for fifty years.]
[Zhizhi Grape]: [Anecdote! A high school player with a score of over 700 went to a construction site to move bricks when he became an adult.]
[Zhizhi Grape]: [Shocked! A guy from a high school along the Yangtze River rejected a girl's courtship because "your grades are too bad", and died suddenly of illness three days later, and his body was exposed on the street!]
Jiang Qihuai: "..."
Jiang Qihuai: "?"