Duan Feifei's drinking capacity is a mystery. After drinking two glasses of wine, he insisted on not drinking it again, which means that he could feel that he was dying.
But Jiang Kuo saw that his face was not red, he didn't speak with a big tongue, and his eyes were quite clear.
Except that when he came out of the restaurant, he felt a little unsteady in his steps.
Compared to Dong Kun's few, he didn't seem to drink.
However, when the birthday BBQ PA died from drinking before, he couldn't see it until he fainted.
Jiang Kuo didn't drink much today. His alcohol consumption was fine, but he wasn't very interested in wine. If he drinks very well, he can drink more, and if he is average, he can finish it with just two glasses.
The role models drank a lot, and Liu Fatty had a big tongue when he spoke.
It was almost eleven o'clock after dinner. Ding Zhe called for a driver. Because there was not enough space in the car, he sorted it according to the level of drunkenness, and arranged Liu Fat, Dong Kun and himself in his car, just in case. The taxi refused to take them when they saw that they were very drunk.
After the people were installed, there was still a seat left in the car. Sun Ji and Liu Mingming went to the hotel, so they returned to Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei.
"You two..." Ding Zhe looked at them from the co-pilot window, "What about you two..."
"Let's go," Duan Feifei went around the car first, opened the trunk and took down a box of dragon beard candy and a box of mung bean cakes, "Let's take a taxi."
"Are you okay?" Ding Zhe asked.
"Why don't you come down and replace us?" Duan Feifei said.
"Master is in trouble, drive." Ding Zhe patted his leg and turned his head again, "Be careful, if you can't catch the bus, the last bus will be at twelve o'clock, let me see which way it is..."
"Go!" Duan Feifei shouted.
"Okay!" The driver answered loudly.
When the car drove out, Ding Zhe still stretched his head and pointed at them: "The last shift is twelve o'clock, which way is it coming..."
In the next second, he was finally dragged back by someone in the car.
"Ding Zhe talks a lot after drinking too much." Jiang Kuo sighed.
"Not bad," Duan Feifei called for a car on his mobile phone. "Once he ate barbecue at Niu Sandao, and after drinking it in the middle of the night, he hugged his old uncle and cried, wanting to recognize his godfather."
Jiang Kuo laughed, and after a while he sighed again: "I haven't been to Niusandao for barbecue yet."
Although I have eaten beef noodles, I have also worked on beef noodles.
"You can go whenever you want," Duan Feifei glanced at him. "Before the holiday... or when school starts, it's still cold at the time. It's in the back passage, where the charcoal fires, the meat is cooked, and the wine is drunk..."
"Okay, let's start school," Jiang Kuo nodded, "How about a drink?"
"What's wrong," Duan Feifei said, "I can hold on."
"Is it quite drinkable today?" Jiang Kuo stared at his face, "It doesn't seem like you are drunk?"
"I'm drunk, but I can hold on. At least I can carry it to a safe place before falling." Duan Feifei said, "I'm so sleepy now that I'm going to die in the next second."
"You're still quite drunk?" Jiang Kuo couldn't understand.
"How long can I hold on for a while," Duan Feifei said, "I'm holding on now."
"Ah..." Jiang Kuo tried to find a flaw in his face, but was unsuccessful.
The car came after a while. The driver said they were lucky. There were many people calling for the car tonight. If he hadn't come home to accompany his daughter on the way, they would have to wait here for an hour and a half.
"It's so late, isn't the girl asleep yet?" Duan Feifei said.
"I haven't slept yet, so you have to wait for me," the driver said happily. "Today, her mother took her out to play, and there are a lot of new things waiting to be told to me."
"That's the way children are," said Duan Feifei, "whoever you kiss will tell everyone about everything."
"That's right," the driver said. "I won't get out of the car tomorrow. I'll accompany her to the movies."
Jiang Kuo leaned against the door and looked at Duan Feifei's profile.
It is impossible for him to chat with the driver in a taxi.
But Duan Feifei is very natural, and he can chat with people wherever he goes. He took a break from school for a few months before, but when he went back to school, he was familiar with everyone. The uncles and aunts in the cafeteria looked at him like their sons.
At this moment, he was also chatting with the driver naturally, but the topic was somewhat sad for Duan Feifei.
First Mom is not coming back, then Dad.
The little very ordinary has been waiting for people since then.
Jiang Kuo pinched his brows, feeling that the wine was not good today, he was a bit over-the-top and thought too much.
In the second half of the journey, Fei Fei didn't chat anymore, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The driver turned on the radio and listened to the traffic station. The hostess's voice was a little hypnotic. When he got to school, Jiang Kuo almost fell asleep.
The car stopped at the door of the dormitory building. When Jiang Kuo got off the car, he looked up and wondered if Ding Zhe and the others had returned.
"Drive slowly, pay attention to safety." Duan Feifei also explained to the driver when he got off the bus, as if greeting a friend.
"Just call me from the car in the future," the driver said.
"Okay." Duan Feifei closed the car door.
Jiang Kuo walked into the dormitory building, a little surprised: "Did you leave his phone number?"
"I have added a friend," said Duan Feifei, "who knows if he will use a car in the future. The driver said that his family has an orchard in the countryside, and he can find him if he wants to eat fresh fruit. He also wants to open a farmhouse. A sauce beef customer."
"When did you talk about this?" Jiang Kuo looked at him in shock.
"When you are distracted." Duan Feifei smiled.
"You are really..." Jiang Kuo didn't know what to say, "You are awesome."
It wasn't Uncle Zhao who was on duty today, but the school security guard. Duan Feifei, who had never seen it before, greeted him very familiarly, and even called out "Brother Li".
"Are you going back to Niu San Dao tomorrow?" Jiang Kuo asked when he walked to the door of 107.
Duan Feifei didn't answer.
Jiang Kuo paused, and an ominous premonition immediately rose in his heart.
"Are you all right?" He turned his head quickly.
Duan Feifei stood behind him, just shook his head, then reached out and pulled him away, looking anxious.
But when he reached out to open the door, he suddenly knocked his forehead against the door, and then knelt down next to the door.
"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo stood aside, unable to describe his mood at this moment in words.
Facts have proved that Duan Feihan's drinking capacity is indeed not good, but his willpower should be the strongest in the garbage he has ever seen...
After being shocked, he knocked on the door of 106 behind him: "Is there anyone?"
"Jiang Kuo?" Someone opened the door, it was Brother Armor, "Why...Fuck."
Duan Feifei, who was kneeling next to the door, made Brother Zangzi's "fuck" sigh with an echo effect, followed by a series of "fuck, fuck, fuck..."
106 people have all come out. With the experience last time, they have become a lot more proficient when they work together.
Jiang Kuo opened the door, and 106 people dragged Duan Feifei into the dormitory and threw it on the reclining chair.
After the people left, Jiang Kuo stood in the room for a while, and found that the bag in Duan Feifei's hand had not fallen to the ground.
Jiang Kuo knew that there were still two boxes of candy here.
He reached out and pulled it twice, but didn't pull it down.
After drinking wine, he would be greedy. Jiang Kuo thought that this dragon beard candy and mung bean cake were delicious... He tugged it twice, Duan Feihan's hand was still tightly clenched, and his knuckles were a little white.
Jiang Kuo sighed.
Squatting beside him, he tore a hole in the side of the bag and took out two small boxes.
Duan Feifei didn't know how long it would take to wake up. Jiang Kuo was also very sleepy at the moment. After sitting at the table and eating two pieces of mung bean cake, he didn't want to move.
Now if he goes back to 119, he might wake up the person who just fell asleep. Ma Xiao wakes up early every day, and the dark circles under his eyes are getting heavier and heavier day by day.
He slumped on the table, intending to squint for a while.
The neck and back are very sore, and I feel that I can't hold it after a long time of sleep.
Jiang Kuo stumbled to hear a thin voice next to him, as if someone was cleaning the table.
He opened his eyes.
I saw Duan Feifei's hand.
"Huh?" He raised his head.
Duan Feifei was sitting across from him, gesturing with the small box and wrapping paper he bought yesterday.
"I haven't posted a photo yet." Jiang Kuo said.
"I know," said Duan Feifei, "I'll just have some free time, let's see what the bag looks like."
"Are you all right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well, I've been awake for a while," Duan Feifei glanced at his phone, "Go to bed, it's almost dawn, if you want to read a book today, you can sleep for another three hours."
"I've been lying down for so long?" Jiang Kuo sat up straight.
"I can't wake up even if I call," Duan Feifei glanced at him, "There is still mung bean cake on his mouth."
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo quickly wiped his mouth, "What about you, don't you sleep?"
"I can't sleep anymore," said Duan Feifei, "I've already passed the point where I can fall asleep. At half past five, I have to go back three times. If there is meat in the morning, I have to deal with it immediately."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo responded.
He was so sleepy that he didn't say anything to Duan Feifei, he just climbed onto the bed and lay down. He wanted to talk to Duan Feifei again, but he didn't even remember whether he started or not, so he fell unconscious.
I felt like I had a dream, but because it was too confusing, I didn't know what I was dreaming at all.
When I woke up in the morning, my head felt swollen.
There was no one in the room, and when I glanced at the time, it was already past nine o'clock, and Duan Feifei had already returned to Niu San Dao four hours ago.
... But whether Niu Sandao was a dream or Duan Feifei said it yesterday, he can't remember clearly.
Because he vaguely felt that he had dreamed of Duan Feifei, but he had no memory of the content.
I don't know if it's because I've been thinking about Duan Feifei a lot in the past few days, and it's a little troublesome for someone like him who thinks every day and dreams at night.
Jiang Kuo rubbed his face.
He took out his phone and sent Duan Feifei a message.
[JK921]Are you going back to the cow with three knives
Duan Feifei didn't reply to the message after a while. The content was so simple that it could be seen that he did reply, and he was still very busy.
[Instructions are as follows]Yes
Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, didn't say much, got out of bed and went back to 119.
There was no one in the dormitory at this time. He took a shower slowly, went to 107 to eat half of the dragon beard candy and mung bean cake for breakfast, and then went out with his mobile phone.
Ma Xiao would go to the breakfast point in the morning to help with stocking, and then go to work at the print shop.
When Jiang Kuo arrived, he was copying a large stack of books that he did not know.
"Take pictures." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay." Ma Xiao came over, "Do you still make photo albums?"
"No," Jiang Kuo smiled. The whole dorm remembered the miserable situation of posting photos on his cat bed. "Just a few, for small photo frames."
He chose six photos. Duan Feifei took the photos of him wearing a doll costume, handing out flyers, and wearing a security guard's clothes holding a child.
Ma Xiao made it for him according to the size.
While walking back, Duan Feifei sent a message.
[Instructions are as follows] Take the photo
With his ID, it fits perfectly.
Jiang Kuo took a mobile phone and took a video of the photo in his hand. The photo unfolded in his hand, folded, unfolded again, and then sent it to Duan Feihan.
[Instructions are as follows] Uncle Kuo is so cool
Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.
After the photos were packed, Duan Feifei helped him wrap the box. Using the simplest method, he wrapped the box with crumpled paper and grabbed it up, and then tied a butterfly.
After finishing this, I have nothing to do before I go home, I just wait for the last two subjects to finish and rush home.
Flying is someone else's state, Jiang Kuo feels that his state is not flying.
He wants to go home for sure, he misses his comfortable bedroom, his big yard and swimming pool, and the "toys" that he was locked in the warehouse by his father but should be able to be lifted this time.
But now these, school, dormitory, classmates...
Those in the role model group, and Duan Feifei.
He felt a little lonely.
After all, he has never been so lively.
In the two days after New Year's Day, Duan Feifei didn't spend much time in the dormitory, as if to make up for the fact that Niu Sandao didn't help in the store when Niu Sandao was the busiest.
After the exam, he didn't see any relaxation, and Jiang Kuo began to wonder if this person could still go out to play...
No, maybe I still want to go out and play, so I have to work ahead and do more.
Cannon booked a ticket to go home, and sent a message to tell Jiang Kuo to pack up.
There was nothing to pack, he had no luggage when he came out, and he didn't need luggage when he went back.
Li Zirui was the most motivated to go home. He bought a ticket for the night of the exam. He had already rushed home overnight and cried with his grandmother.
Ma Xiao had to work until a year ago before returning, Tang Li was in the middle and left on the same day as Jiang Kuo.
While helping Tang Li stuff clothes into the suitcase in the dormitory, Duan Feifei came over.
"Do you want to help?" He looked at Tang Li and Jiang Kuo, who were pressing the suitcase together, as if letting go of the suitcase would explode.
"Quick," Jiang Kuo said, "Quickly zip up the zipper before you're ready!"
"Okay." Duan Feifei came over and pulled the zipper one after another. He looked at the crumpled box, "I suspect that when you go to the station, just flip it on the road and it will blow up."
"It's alright," Tang Li said, "I've prepared the rope, and I can tie it up in a while. The main reason is that I stuffed the quilt I bought for my mother, or it wasn't so bulging."
"You bought a quilt for your mother?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Well," Tang Li nodded, sighed after thinking about it, "I don't know why."
Jiang Kuo almost choked with laughter.
When Duan Feifei called him to 107, he was still having fun all the way.
"Give me your address." Duan Feifei held his phone.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "I'll pick you up, can you go by yourself?"
"Did you say that you want to bring the sauce that has three knives to the family?" Duan Feifei said.
"Ah, that's right." Jiang Kuo suddenly remembered. During the barbecue, he made a super delicious sauce for this marinated meat, and he also learned to bargain.
Two hundred and five doesn't sound good, let's say two hundred and four.
He has forgotten about it.
But Duan Feifei still remembered.
"I've been making beef for a while now, but I haven't made much sauce, so I made it myself," Duan Feifei said, "but don't worry, the secret ingredients were made by my aunt, and I'm responsible for making them."
"Do you do it specially?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Well," Duan Feifei said, "otherwise, the old aunt is not free. It's a lot of work to do this, and it's going to be fired."
"Do you just make this sauce when you come back to the store every day?" Jiang Kuo suddenly had a sour nose.
"...It's just ten jars of sauce, and it's done in one day, and you can still make it every day." Duan Feifei said.
"Oh." Jiang Kuo looked at him.
Duan Feifei smiled: "It's mainly because Li Zirui asked for a little bit before, but it's gone, or..."
"Did you make sauce for Li Zirui?" Jiang Kuo's voice rose.
"No," Duan Feifei hurriedly emphasized, "his one was made before, and there are a few bottles left. I made it for you..."
"Oh..." Jiang Kuo nodded, thinking about a bit of Coke.
Duan Feifei handed over the phone: "Two hundred and four, thank you."
"Isn't it a gift?" Jiang Kuo stared at him.
"I made this specially." Duan Feifei shook his phone.
"Just say you haven't pitted me for too long and your hands are itchy." Jiang Kuo tutted, took out his mobile phone and scanned the code while laughing, and paid 240 yuan, "Is it still free shipping?"
"Normal," Duan Feifei said, "This item is expensive to send, and the young master will give you free shipping only when he is a VIP. Send me the address."
Jiang Kuo sent him the address of his home.
"Are you going home early tomorrow morning?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Cannon drove over to the station in the morning."
"Okay," Duan Feifei replied, "then see you when it's time to play."
I don't know why, Jiang Kuo suddenly felt a little sad when he heard this. Why is he sad? It was obviously about meeting again after half a month.
"Aren't you going to send me?" Jiang Kuo asked.
Duan Feifei was obviously stunned for a moment, looking at him without speaking.
Uh.
"No, no," Jiang Kuo waved his hand, "No need to send."
Duan Feifei smiled: "But you have to pick me up when the time comes."
"That's for sure." Jiang Kuo slapped him.
The night before I left, I wanted to chat at 107 for a while, but I heard that when he went home tomorrow, the model group came, bought a bunch of food, and said they would play all night.
This group of sophomores, I don’t know if it’s because they have been in school for two years, so they are not so persistent about going home. Except for Duan Feifei and Ding Zhe, a group of non-local people have not left yet. .
Jiang Kuo was dragged by them to play cards until midnight. After losing, the group of people started playing games again. Jiang Kuo couldn't bear it anymore, so he leaned on the reclining chair and closed his eyes.
"Do you want to eat?" Duan Feifei didn't know when he took a chair and sat next to him.
"What?" Jiang Kuo opened his eyes, Duan Feifei's voice was quite refreshing in the noisy hypnotic atmosphere of a group of people. "Grapefruit," Duan Feifei shook the grapefruit he was peeling in his hand, "Uncle Zhao gave it, said it was very sweet."
"Eat." Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand.
Duan Feifei patted his hand: "Wait until I finish peeling it."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo withdrew his hand.
A group of people were lying around in the house until the middle of the night. No one left. In his dream, Jiang Kuo did not forget to pray to God that the group would disperse soon.
He left in the morning, and when Jiang Kuo woke up on the reclining chair, a group of them gathered in a circle and looked at him.
"Why?" Jiang Kuo's hair stood up.
"Give me the money," Dong Kun said while poking with his cell phone, "It's one point to half past seven, and it's a close win."
"... What the hell?" Jiang Kuo sat up.
"Duan Feifei bet you won't get up at 7:30, let us call you," Dong Kun said, "We bet you will wake up, after all, you have to go home, right?"
Jiang Kuo sighed: "Where is Duan Feifei?"
"I went to buy it earlier," Ding Zhe said. "He lost yesterday, so I'll buy it earlier today."
Duan Feifei came back early with two big pockets, and a group of people hurriedly finished eating while shouting.
Jiang Kuo originally thought that they would be able to leave after eating, but after seeing this style, he planned to send him to the gate.
What an amazing friendship this is.
Cannon called and came in, saying that he had been waiting by the side of the road at the door.
The moment Jiang Kuo hung up the phone, he suddenly felt a strong sense of reluctance.
"Is the car here?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Hmm." He nodded.
"Let's go," Duan Feifei looked at the time, "the time is almost right."
A group of people walked to the school gate together.
Jiang Kuo felt that he hadn't woken up yet, and followed the end of the team in a daze.
The school is quite deserted at the moment, almost no one can be seen, and no sound can be heard.
He suddenly thanked the role models for insisting on sending him out, making this particularly lonely road less lonely.
"I didn't move the car keys," Jiang Kuo whispered to Duan Feifei, "If you have time, help me move the car, and if you want to use the car, just drive."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
After saying this, Jiang Kuo didn't speak anymore, he didn't know what to say.
"Send me a message when you get home," Duan Feifei said, thinking about it and adding, "Just send it to the group and tell them."
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.