When the two walked back to the box one after the other, Ling Qingyu, who drank two glasses of the expensive red wine in the name of eating seafood and drinking some red wine, was talking to Su Yuzhu about his previous travels in high spirits.
"Do you still remember Tahiti? Let's go climbing together, what kind of mountain is that? Shifang, that stinky boy, was only focused on collecting herbs and couldn't keep up, and then you stared at him..." Ling Qingyu had drunken glances in his eyes. He smiled at Su Yuzhu.
"My memory is wrong, that's me." Yan San took the wine glass away from her hand, it's okay to be drunk after returning home, but it's not good to be drunk here, I don't want to show this kind of charming appearance to others.
"Ah, by the way, it's Yan San~" Ling Qingyu turned around and kissed him on the cheek with a slight trembling voice.
"Tahiti, did you go again later?" Su Yuzhu pretended not to see her, looked at her with a slight smile and said, he still likes to drink red wine, he still gets drunk after two glasses of wine, and he still gets drunk when he is drunk Will do some weird things.
"I went, I went several times, Yan San even picked pearls for me, by the way," Ling Qingyu raised his head and said to Su Hexiang who was sitting back in his seat: "Every time Ah Xiang will bring me the latest pearls..."
"She's drunk." Yan San decisively interrupted her, and looked at Su Yuzhu with some precautions in his eyes. It has to be said that this person really knows Ling Qingyu very well, and he can unconsciously let her drink in front of him. Drunk... It seems that he underestimated him a little. "Is that your old friend?" Su Yuzhu glanced sideways at Yan San, and gave Ling Qingyu a piece of durian pastry that had just been served. The chopsticks were still in mid-air. Ling Qingyu just turned around and waved his hands to speak, when he touched his chopsticks, Su Subconsciously, Yuzhu reached out to catch the durian cake that fell from the chopsticks.
I still remember that they were studying in the United States at that time. Stanford’s School of Economics and Management did not have scholarships. He was just the son of an outsider at the time, with a small amount of living expenses every month, and Ling Qingyu's family had just woken up, and after paying the tuition fees, he didn't have much money for her to play, so whenever they had time, the two of them would go out to work together , Save money to go sailing.
At that time, they were very frugal, and what they often ate was a dollar-a-piece unpalatable pizza pancake, or a half-dollar half-roasted chicken served with two bowls of white rice in Chinatown. Give him half of the meal, and he will give her the chicken legs. Sometimes there will be food that the customers don't want at the part-time job site, which is a tooth-breaking sacrifice for them.
Once, the customer had an emergency, and the durian cake ordered was sent back before it was served. The durian cake was not delicious when it was cold, and the customer had already paid, so the boss gave the order a quarter of the price. Price sold them and gave them two five-minute breaks.
The two of them sat on the steps of the back door of the Chinese restaurant, looked at the stars in the sky from the narrow line of sky in the back alley, ate the delicious durian crisps with relish, and used words to draw how much delicious food they would eat if they had money in the future Wonderful prospect.
It was at that time that Ling Qingyu said the candlelight dinner she wanted.
As for the durian cake, it has become his favorite for more than ten years. He doesn't necessarily eat it, but just looks at it, as if he can see the girl who is still in high spirits even in the dirty smock in the kitchen, squinting her eyes and enjoying it all over her face. He took a bite of the crispy and sweet durian cakes, and stuffed the rest of the durian cakes into his mouth while constantly admiring them.
Someone once held him in the palm of his hand and put him on the tip of his heart, wishing to give him all the good things in her, sincerity, sincerity, tenderness...
However, now, the person in her heart and hands is no longer him.
With a sudden pain in his heart, the durian puff pastry fell into the palm of his hand, and the thick yellow fruit pulp with a strong aroma flowed out from the cracked puff pastry, and flowed down his palm, burning his palm. It was bright red, but Su Yuzhu seemed unconscious, just staring at the broken durian cake in a daze.
"Uncle!" Su Hexiang yelled, quickly took his hand, wiped off the hot fruit pulp with a towel, and said to the waiter, "Bring ice cubes, you, go to our car and ask the driver for ointment .”
Su Yuzhu came back to his senses, put his hands together, and said: "It's okay, it's nothing, don't bother."
Ling Qingyu's slightly drunk was awakened by such a fright, seeing that his palms were flushed but his face showed no sign of pain, he asked tentatively, "You, don't you feel pain?"
Su Yuzhu smiled lightly and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel any pain anymore."
Ling Qingyu was taken aback, didn't feel any pain? His leg is a prosthetic, one eye is blind, and now he doesn't even feel pain...
Something surged deep in my heart, and Ling Qingyu said impulsively, "I have a friend who is a Tibetan doctor. His medical skills are really good. If you have time, ask him to show you. He is very good at treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases." .”
"Okay, you can make an appointment for me." Su Yuzhu replied kindly.
"Just stay at my place, come when you are free." As soon as Ling Qingyu finished speaking, she was already half drunk and felt cold sweat on her back.
"Is it your new villa? By the way, when are you going to move?" Ignoring those three people's icy eyes if you dare to come, Su Yuzhu said with a light smile: "I have prepared a settling ceremony , see when it is convenient for you to send it to you."
"The day after tomorrow is an auspicious day, so we will move on that day." Ling Qingyu said, facing the gaze behind him.
"Well, I'll ask Xiaoxiang to send it to you tomorrow." Su Yuzhu moved the hand that Su Hexiang was compressing with ice, and said, "After you move, I'll go and disturb Dr. Qiangba again."
Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression of you following me and monitoring me, Su Yuzhu couldn't help but smiled and said, "Where you live now, there is a small park next to it, right? There are often some old ladies doing exercises there, Dr. Qiangba can be treated there now." Welcome, when I was wandering there, I heard those aunts chatting and said that he cured many aunts' backaches and lived in your villa."
Ling Qingyu still accused him with his eyes, are you following me? What are you doing wandering around my house? That is not the area where you rich people move! Still a small park...
"It's so strong after drinking, you should go back and rest early. By the way, these were caught early this morning. You take them back. Here's how to do it." Su Yuzhu withdrew his hand from Su Hexiang, pointing to a large bag brought in by the waiter. The box was frozen with seafood, and she handed a few pages to Yan San who was next to her, and said, "I used to say that I would treat you to a big meal... the day after tomorrow, I'll come to celebrate your housewarming, okay?"
"Come on, come on, next time I'll just come to your house as a guest, and I'll just say, when I went to that small park to exercise, those aunts asked me to pay attention mysteriously." Ling Qingyu sighed. The original words are, although your husband is injured and his legs and feet are not good, but that person may not be good, even though he looks like a human.
Su Yuzhu chuckled again unknowingly, let those men's eyes be like knives, and said softly: "Okay!"