Say goodbye to this relationship with silence.
No matter which one it is, in the end, it will pass by without looking back, gradually drifting away, and since then, there will be a corresponding glass bottle in the long river of memory.
And every emotional injury can only be healed by time, not in a hurry.
Liu Feng turned his gaze over and swept him up and down, "You're as thin as a ghost, and you think for nothing."
Jiang Long, "… "
A few people started chatting, talking about stupid things they did when they were young, teachers they hated, classmates they liked, dreams they had chased, and social things, the pressure of life, the boredom of work, and the fast passing of time. hungry.
When Song Min entered the private room, a few people were chatting, and the words stopped abruptly with his appearance.
Here, Huang Dan and Chen Yue know about Song Min's past. His appearance is outstanding, his temperament is serious and stern, and he can't tell his age, but Liu Feng and Jiang Long calculated according to common sense, that he is not young, and there must be a generation gap.
So as soon as Song Min came in, Liu Feng and Jiang Long all got up at the same time, calling people in the attitude of a junior, "Uncle."
Song Min put the dirty coat on the chair in the corner and made the appearance of an elder, "Yes."
When everyone arrived, Chen Yue called the waiter to serve the food.
Seeing that Song Min has no appetite, Huang Dan asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Song Min said, "A little bit."
There are two reasons. First, during the whole process of dining at the same table with Huang Dan so far, he still can't behave very naturally, and the second is that he was vomited all over.
The second point alone was enough to turn him off.
Jiang Long talked a lot, and said, "Is uncle airsick? It's good to take a few more rides. Really, the first time I took a plane, I felt dizzy, nauseated, and felt nauseated. After that, nothing happened. "
Song Min took a bite, "I'm fine."
Jiang Long wanted to say something, but Liu Feng turned his arm around and scolded him in a voice that only he could hear, "Why can't the food stop your mouth? You keep spitting, and we're still eating shit!"
"I really don't know who sprays more saliva."
Jiang Long moved the plate of dishes in front of Liu Feng a little with disgust on his face.
Liu Feng talked to Jiang Long lazily, and went to focus on the food.
Liu Feng probably also knew that Chen Yue had been very frugal in the past few years. He didn't know where he lived when he returned to China, and he didn't even ask.
When they came out to eat, he almost always paid for it, and Chen Yue took them away if they couldn't eat it. It was not until the company started to live that they gradually lived like a person, and they became more particular about their clothes.
Unlike back then, a T-shirt was worn for several summers, and the color was rubbed off.
Liu Feng joked about Chen Yue, saying that the soap on his body smelled very strong, and he even asked him to bring some for himself when he returned to China next time.
When Liu Feng learned about Chen Yue and Huang Dan, he went back to the past and realized that Chen Yue had cleaned up so cleanly that he wanted to show his best self in front of Huang Dan as much as possible.
It's no wonder that he was so poor and returned to China. There was nothing he could do. Who made him fall in love with a young master who didn't take others seriously.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was quite good, several people ate their own food, and there was no jiāo flow.
Jiang Long was choking to death, and Liu Feng was also choking. It was rare for the two of them to have a tacit understanding. They felt bored that they would not be at the same table with these three at the same time next time.
I finally took advantage of the time to go to the bathroom to chat, but I don't know where to start.
There are many strange places. After more than ten years, why is Song Min still like that? The good years are a pig-killing knife
Huang Dan too, the change is very small, and the face with thin skin and tender flesh is seriously inconsistent with that of a science male.
Also, didn't Song Min bow his head in front of Huang Dan when he was in school? Not anymore.
Weird.
Jiang Long and Liu Feng chatted in the bathroom and then returned to the private room. The three of them were still eating food slowly, without making a sound.
After lunch, the group went to the castle.
Song Min didn't change his face, but he was a little surprised. He never imagined that the ignorant little gangster back then could have everything that he is now.
Life is full of unknowns.
Jiang Long smacked his lips while watching, "How much does it cost? It's a waste. It's better to keep that money in the small vault."
"If you say you're stupid, don't deny it."
It's not the first time for Liu Feng to come here, and it doesn't affect him at all, "Can the small treasury produce gold by itself?"
Jiang Long kept taking pictures with his mobile phone, "I think it's human. Anyway, it takes up so much space to lie down. It's enough to live in a similar house. There's no need to live in such a magnificent castle."
Liu Fengxin said, you know what a shit, this is from Chen Yue