"Thanks."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was low and extremely cold.
He didn't say much, just a word of thanks, which already contained all his friendship.
"I have money, you're welcome!"
Xu Kuangjie bit his cigarette and was in a good mood.
"Someone is 29 today. How do you say that? A man is 29 and holding gold bricks. Now is a good time. Enjoy it for a few more years!"
Xu Kuangjie wanted to comfort Jiang Beiyuan, but it seemed that the way of comfort was not appropriate. Jiang Beiyuan didn't react at all. He smoked half of the cigarette and felt it was boring, so he put out the cigarette butt. The scarlet flame gradually went out. .
Chen Shuo ordered an old song called Qili Xiang, which was a memory of their time. They were youthful and uninhibited, wild and free. The boy would play the guitar and sing to the girl next door he liked. Time was not old and everything was quiet.
Gao Wei and Zhao Quan each took a microphone and sang.
Zhang Fan whimpered and seemed to want to say something. Chen Shuo couldn't bear to tear off the tape from his mouth, and Zhang Fan howled -
"I want to sing too! Ouch!!"
Chen Shuo: "..."
Xu Kuangjie can also sing this song, and he also sang it with a microphone.
Only Jiang Beiyuan didn't sing.
He leaned on the sofa, resting his forehead on his elbows. He was lost in thought all night. He was aloof and didn't know what he was thinking.
Upon seeing this, Chen Shuo walked over and handed a microphone to Jiang Beiyuan.
"Lao Jiang, I don't know what happened to you, but I want to say that no matter what happens to you, we brothers will always be here!"
"that is!"
Zhao Quan also came over.
"Anyway, I've been abused by you for so many years, and I'm used to it. From now on, you can come here as much as you want. I'll accompany you when you are thirty or forty years old. I'm the best at shouting!"
Zhao Quan is a naughty guy, not very good looking, but his words are quite funny.
Xu Kuangjie echoed from the side, "Don't say thirty or forty, fifty-six, seventeen, eighteen, ten, I'll go with you!"
Jiang Beiyuan looked around. These people were not as handsome as him, but they all smiled sincerely.
He moved his lips and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally gave up.
The next second, he took the microphone from Xu Kuangjie's hand and followed Gao Chao's part perfectly—
"It rained all night, and my love overflowed like rain..."
"Shout!"
Xu Kuangjie was happy and clapped his hands and cheered. Jiang Beiyuan was singing, and he was no longer silent or melancholy.
He grabbed Jiang Beiyuan's neck and howled along with him. At the same time, he raised his hand and touched Jiang Beiyuan's hair, which he missed so much.
This was the first time Jiang Beiyuan did not push Xu Kuangjie away.
Except for the professional Chen Shuo, everyone was out of tune. It was like a group of demons dancing wildly. The entire private room reverberated with the heart-wrenching singing. It was so over-the-top, and everything was contrary to what it should be.
…
Just one song.
Jiang Beiyuan pulled away at the busiest moment.
The group of people in the box were still laughing and joking, but a slender silhouette had been dragged out from the end of the corridor, and the figure gradually disappeared at the end of the corner.
The girl at the front desk followed Jiang Beiyuan with her eyes. He was a handsome man with great temperament. He seemed to be following him the moment he came out of the elevator. He was destined to attract a lot of attention.
Jiangbeiyuan paused and glanced sideways.
The girl at the front desk didn't expect that he would suddenly look over, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment.
Jiang Beiyuan walked over expressionlessly, took out a black card from his wallet and handed it over.
"AK1224 box, have you paid?"
"Sir, please wait a moment. I'll take a look at it now."
The front desk checked the consumption records and coughed twice, "The bill has not been settled. The total consumption is 18,000 yuan. Are you sure you want to pay now?"
The last sentence seemed a bit redundant. Jiang Beiyuan ignored his unnecessary nonsense and just nodded lightly.
The front desk stopped asking for trouble and hurriedly paid Jiang Beiyuan. Somehow, he felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen it on TV.
Jiang Beiyuan left after paying the money, alone, holding his pocket with one hand, and with a very straightforward and arrogant back. No one could enter his world.
…
The night was getting darker and darker, and there were only a few stars in the sky, which was as dark as splashing ink.
As soon as Ding Baoyi put on the mask, the doorbell rang.
She ran to open the door a little irritably and looked at the people outside, feeling dazed for a moment.
The tall man had a layer of white snow falling on his head, and his fair and clean face was red.
It's frozen.
"Mr. Jiang, why are you here?" Ding Baoyi asked, blinking.
Jiang Beiyuan handed over the two shopping bags in his hand.
His long joints were a little stiff from the cold.
"They are all ingredients, bird's nest, sea cucumber, mutton, and steak. You should worry about it and cook it for her. She is naughty."
"oh… "
Ding Baoyi wanted to reach out and take it, but this action was bound to touch Jiang Beiyuan's hand.
The latter calmly withdrew one step ahead of her and placed the shopping bag on the ground.
"Get it yourself, I won't go in."
"Okay Mr. Jiang..."
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan stood still and did not move.
The corridor was dimly lit, and the white moonlight outside the window shone on his face, creating a stunning silhouette.
He lowered his eyebrows, subconsciously glanced inside the door, and pursed his lips.
"Is she asleep?"
Ding Baoyi burst into laughter.
Jiang Beiyuan raised his long eyebrows, seemingly puzzled.
"Mr. Jiang, it's your birthday today, right?"
Ding Baoyi cleared her throat and said, "Even if Yan Nian has no intention, he will not sleep soundly on your birthday."
"you mean?"
"She came home at noon and said she wanted to celebrate your birthday."
(End of chapter)