Zhong Bo hurriedly explained: "I didn't look at anything, just now the girl looked a lot like a classmate of mine in high school, so I looked too much, so I took a second look."
The fingers pinched on his arm became more vigorous, and a piece of purple was seen visually.
"Your classmate in high school? Zhong Bo, there is a limit for you to lie. That girl was at least seventeen or eighteen years old. How old is your high school classmate now? Are you a fool when you are an old lady?"
That injustice in Zhong Bo's heart.
I originally wanted to go over and take a second look, but now I didn't dare to move at all, so I could simply go to the back kitchen, lest I get a piece of purple on my thigh for a while.
Although he was puzzled in his mind, he also knew that the girl could not be Bai Zhi, nor could she be Bai Zhi's sister.
Among high school classmates, who doesn't know Bai Zhi's life experience
Abandoned by his parents when he was a child, he became an orphan when he was obviously the key to his parents.
Her parents had long been divorced, and they were married, no matter how she could give birth to such a similar sister.
Maybe it's just a coincidence.
Maybe, just because he had a dream last night.
In his dream, he returned to the rainy season when he was seventeen.
Back to the drizzle night when he confessed to a girl for the first time in his life.
"What's the matter with you?" After Bai Zhi returned to his seat, she changed seats with her grandfather, with her back facing the counter in the distance, so that Zhong Bo would not see him again.
She frowned, and whispered: "I met a former classmate, and I wanted him to recognize it, but it was in trouble."
Dongfang Wan'er was puzzled: "Is it bad to meet an acquaintance? Why hide?"
Bai Zhi said: "I am only eighteen years old now, and I was already twenty-eight years old here. How can I not make people suspicious of my face after ten years?"
Suddenly, Dongfang Wan'er looked sideways at the counter far away, and saw the young man over there turned and left the counter, entered a door close to the entrance of idlers, and never came out again.
"He's gone, maybe he didn't recognize you."
Bai Zhi also glanced back and made sure that the guy was gone, and then he was relieved: "It would be great if he didn't recognize it. If he really came to talk to me, I'm really afraid that he will be exposed."
Mr. Mu said: "Hurry up and eat, and go back after you have eaten and buy something. Don't delay for too long."
The three of them were eating here, and Gu Boyang bought a fast food from the person pushing the trolley and returned to the boat to enjoy it slowly.
At this time, a yacht parked beside the ancient ship, and a pungent diesel smell drifted into Gu Boyang’s nose. He frowned and rubbed his soft nose. He picked up his meal and got up and got out of the cabin, lighting the incense. Eat in the cabin.
After a few people got off the yacht, Chen Hou followed a young man behind him.
The young man walking in the front pulled at Chen Hou's sleeves: "Mr. Chen, look at this boat, isn't it the one we've seen before?"
The shapes of yachts are almost the same, but ancient ships of this type are rare.
It is impossible to admit mistakes.
An excited smile appeared on Chen Hou's face, and he shouted, "Is the owner of the ship?"
He even called several times, but no one answered him. At this moment, a fifty-year-old uncle came over and said to Chenhou: "The people on this boat have all gone ashore and are going to the other side of the mall." Although the man was facing Chen Hou said, but his eyes kept on the ship.
"I didn't expect to see this kind of ship now. It's so exquisite. It's much more beautiful than the one I saw in the museum last time."
"Look at this carver, look at the craftsmanship, exquisite, exquisite!" Uncle Pentecost stared back and forth at the hull with his almost obsessive gaze.