After the waiter went out, the box also became quiet.
For nothing else, everyone here knows that although Song Yuan and Ji Junpei are not lovers, their relationship is really ambiguous. Now that Ji Junpei has returned to China as host to invite them to dinner, the reason is to reminisce about the old days, and the second reason is to be with Song Yuan. Shan, still in the name of Song Yuan, it can be seen that the relationship is not ordinary.
It was Song Yuan who took the initiative to break the silence, "Well, are you going to sing later? I won't go, I still have something to do at home."
Everyone here, including Ji Junpei, could tell that Song Yuan was really absent-minded today.
It's not their style to force her to sing along, everyone is easy to talk to, and Song Yuan won't force her if she doesn't want to go.
It was Ji Junpei who took the initiative and said, "Then I'll take you home."
Song Yuan was really annoyed, not Ji Junpei of course, but this complicated relationship.
"No, I drove here by myself." Song Yuan thought for a while, and then said: "Go and play, there are still people waiting for me at home."
She didn't dare to lie to them that she was her boyfriend. The senior sister had the most cheerful temperament. If she was asked to call her boyfriend to sing, who would she call
Hearing that Song Yuan said that he came here by car, Ji Junpei had no excuse to see her off. After all, although he had a driver's license, he had no time or chance to touch a car in a foreign country for several years. He hasn't driven by yet. It's not even half-baked. Could it be that he drove her? He feels dangerous.
Song Yuan came to the parking lot, walked towards the parking lot, and called Rong Heng at the same time.
She guessed that he should be the one who paid the bill, so she should make a phone call to ask about it.
The other end picked it up quickly, and the voice was as gentle as ever, "Hello, Miss Song."
"Did you pay for us today?" Song Yuan asked him directly.
"En. I came to eat with a client, and I happened to see you go in. I thought you should have dinner with friends, and I bought the bill for you after remembering the box number."
As a friend who just met, this gesture is really too warm.
Of course Song Yuan would be embarrassed, "How is this appropriate, and it's not easy for you to pay us."
Whose money is not money, and it is not brought by strong winds.
Rong Heng paused, and asked her, "Are you still around here? Is there anything else going on now?"
Song Yuan knew that he shouldn't ask her this question for no reason. After thinking about it, she asked him instead, "Are you still here? My friends are going to sing. I don't really want to go. I'm just about to drive home."
"Then if it's convenient for you, can you give me a ride?"
"Are you really still here? Well, I haven't left yet, I'm in the parking lot."
"Okay, I'll go find you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the exit of the parking lot."
Song Yuan is not a dull person, but she didn't feel that Rong Heng had that kind of meaning for her. After all, the two of them have always been friends since they got along. He also knows her situation. All in all, he is interested in her The possibility is not high.
He should be the kind of nice guy who is warm to friends and even to strangers.
In the few times when he got up on the bus, he would take the initiative to give up his seat to the elderly, and he would patiently answer children's questions, and he was always the first to stand up when he saw someone in need of help.
Although people are becoming more and more indifferent in modern society, Song Yuan believes that there are still many good people in this world, and he is one of them.
Rong Heng arrived soon. He opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Today he was wearing a black coat and looked very energetic.
"I'm sorry to trouble you." Rong Heng showed helplessness, "It's really not easy to take a taxi here, but fortunately you are still here."
"It's really a coincidence." Song Yuan started the car, paying attention to the road conditions, "By the way, how much is it, I'll transfer it to you."
"No need." Rong Heng shook his head, "I'm also borrowing flowers to present Buddha. This time, a partner invited us to dinner. He was very enthusiastic. He heard that I had a friend eating here, so he said he would help pay the bill."
"Is that inappropriate?" Song Yuan still insisted on transferring the money to him.
"It's really not necessary, or it will be the same if you invite me to dinner next time." Rong Heng said with a smile, "Bring your son along."
If Rong Heng hadn't said the latter sentence, Song Yuan couldn't help thinking that he was chasing her, but when he asked her to take the child with him, she felt that she was being self-indulgent.
Even though Rong Heng said he didn't need it, Song Yuan also decided to transfer the money to him on WeChat after returning home.
The restaurant that Ji Junpei chose is also a high-end restaurant in this city. They ordered a lot of dishes today, and it is estimated that it will cost at least several thousand yuan.
"it is good."
"Are you having a class reunion today?" Rong Heng asked her.
"Well, they are all students from the university club."
"That's good. It's good for classmates to get together and chat occasionally." Rong Heng pretended to be casual and said, "I first saw the friend who talked to you at the bus stop that day. At that time, I thought it was I was wrong, and I will be sure when I see you again later."
When Ji Junpei was mentioned, Song Yuan was silent for a moment.
"What's the matter, it seems that you are not very happy. Did you not eat?"
Song Yuan shook her head, it was only to Rong Heng that she could occasionally say what was in her heart, such as confessing the relationship between Rong Ting and her, sometimes people may be more open to strangers, she is not a reticent A person who can talk, in the past, she would have told her friends a long time ago, but now that she has just started, her friends will ask her, don't you have a good relationship with Ji Junpei, don't you have a boyfriend? Why don't you try? try? She was speechless.
"No, that friend of mine... should be considered mine... Well, the relationship between a friend and a boyfriend, do you understand me when I say that?"
She was concentrating on driving, and didn't notice that Rong Heng had restrained the smile on his face at this moment, and even his eyes had become dark.
"Well, I probably understand." The voice was still so gentle.
"He is my senior in the university. After we met for a while, he went abroad to study, and we kept in touch. I always thought that he and I would be together. But a lot of things happened here, and the relationship with my son No, I just think I don’t like him anymore. I thought he didn’t like me that much, of course I think so now. But he came back, I lied to him that I have a boyfriend, but he seemed to listen I don’t understand, and I seem to know that I’m lying to him, and it’s still the same as before, anyway, it bothers me a bit.” Song Yuan laughed again when she said this, she was good at comforting herself, “But it’s nothing, anyway I'm going to Beijing soon, and I probably won't contact you again in the future."
"It can only be said that good luck tricks people." Rong Heng commented, "At least he is not suitable for you."
"Maybe, I feel better after I told you. You know, although I have no definite relationship with him, we have been together like boyfriend and girlfriend these past few years, and he has never been in love. Others say, He came back for me, I don't believe it in my heart, but... "
"Are you feeling a little guilty?"
"Really? Probably."
Rong Heng laughed, "My friend and I are both men, so I'll analyze it for you, do you mind?"
"Ah, don't mind or don't mind, you say."
"From a man's point of view, if I like someone, I can't tolerate other people hanging around her. But if I am abroad, I can only swear sovereignty, and I will definitely tell her clearly, He will find a way to become her boyfriend instead of hanging her as a friend for several years. Miss Song, with all due respect, your friend may like you, but he doesn't like you that much. "
Song Yuan also thought so, but no one told her so far, and when she heard such words suddenly, she suddenly realized, "You are right."
"So don't feel guilty. I don't like to speculate on others maliciously, but I think some men also have the mentality of comparing with others when they buy vegetables. If they really like it, they won't keep this kind of friendship between friends." The relationship with the couple is too long."
"Well, I see."
Rong Heng said again, "I'm sorry, I don't think I should comment. After all, I don't know much about your affairs, and I don't know what your friend is like. You don't have to take my words to heart. I drank some wine today. , I'm a little talkative, sorry."
"No." Song Yuan smiled, "Isn't there a saying that the authorities are obsessed with the outsiders, and sometimes outsiders may see it more clearly."
Rong Heng smiled lightly upon hearing this.
When he was about to arrive at Jinxiu Garden, Song Yuan received a call from Song Haiping. He said that someone had delivered a box of Dandong strawberries, but he had to catch a plane today, so he could only deliver the strawberries to the gate of the community and let her take.
"That's just right. I'll be at the gate of the community in two or three minutes. How about you, Dad?"
"I'm on the street outside the community. Hurry up."
Song Yuan drove over and parked on the side of the road. Before getting out of the car, he said to Rong Heng, "Mr. Xie, wait a moment, I'll go get something, and I'll take you to the entrance of the hotel later."
Rong Heng shook his head, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."
"That's all." Song Yuan closed the car door, and Song Haiping's car was parked in front.
As she walked over, Song Haiping also got out of the car and opened the trunk, "Others say the strawberries are okay, but I think Rong Ting likes strawberries very much, take them away quickly, I have to catch a plane."
"Oh."
Song Haiping closed the trunk, and casually looked at Song Yuan's car. Song Yuan's car was covered with film, so he couldn't see the inside clearly, but he could vaguely see a person sitting in the passenger seat.
"Is there someone in your car?" Song Haiping asked casually.
"Well, a friend."
"It seems to be a man." Song Haiping's curiosity was immediately aroused, and he wanted to walk to the car, "I'll go and have a look."
Song Yuan was in a hurry, and didn't even bother to move the box of strawberries, so he grabbed Song Haiping, "Dad, what are you doing, that's my friend, didn't you say catch the plane?"
"What kind of friend is that? Have I met?" Song Haiping became even more curious. Ever since he discovered Rong Ting's existence, he was most worried about his daughter's future marriage. The man on the bed may be her boyfriend, that's reasonable, right? Even if it's not a boyfriend, maybe it's a prospective boyfriend. As a father, of course he needs to see it.
"Dad, that's my friend, just an ordinary friend, you will embarrass my friend like this!"
Song Haiping had a straight face, "What you said, your friends are of course father's friends, aren't they? Then why would it be embarrassing if I went to see my daughter's friends?"
Just as the father and daughter were pulling over and I was pulling over, the car door was opened.
Rong Heng got out of the car. He was tall and straight, wearing a black coat, his white hair was particularly conspicuous, and he was calm and majestic.
He walked up to Song Haiping and Song Yuan, and greeted them politely, "Hi, uncle."
After seeing his face clearly, Song Haiping was stunned: "You, you, you..."
He had only seen him once at a dinner party before, although it had been a few years, but he was not too old and dim-sighted, isn't this person, this person is the prince of the Xie family! !