Jiang Kuo didn't let a few people in the dormitory know about giving Duan Feifei a birthday present. Duan Feifei has a good relationship with the people in his class, but this birthday is mainly for high school classmates and his usual friends. Several role models and Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo knew why he didn't apply for a university, but Duan Feifei was a popular person. He usually had a good relationship with everyone, but if he hired someone outside the role model group, basically everyone had to be called.
After the afternoon class was over, Duan Feifei went directly to the restaurant and told Jiang Kuo and Dong Kun to go there later.
"You're about to arrive at lunch," Duan Feifei said. "Right now, they're playing cards and making trouble, and they're bored."
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
Duan Feifei has always been worried that he will not fit in, or to be more precise, Duan Feifei feels that he will not like such occasions, his high school classmates, those young people in the market.
Jiang Kuo can understand. He can imagine that those people are a little different from Dong Kun and Ding Zhe, but even if the market helps those people, he has seen them. Although he has little contact, it should not be a big deal.
Even his former "friends" would shout and make trouble at parties, and they would also make a fool of themselves when they drank too much. Didn't he find a corner to spend it peacefully every time.
Several people in the model group prepared gifts for Duan Feifei, and they took 107 and put them together. Jiang Kuo also took his own gift. For safety reasons, he put the formal gift at the bottom of the bag and used Several unused wrapping papers were separated, and on the top was an extra ordinary friendship version he had prepared.
In case these people want to go back to the dormitory to unpack the presents after the night, they can take out a rechargeable eye mask that they gave, what can generate heat and overpower your eyes to give you a piercing power.
He has already thought about the words, and he is one year older, and he is going to wrinkle.
The dinner time was set at 6 o'clock, and Dong Kun called a business seat 7 to come over at 5:30.
"It's not enough to take an ordinary taxi. If you can't sit down, go with me in the car." Jiang Kuo said.
"Forget about your car, don't drive over on this occasion, it's too ostentatious." Ding Zhe said.
"...Oh." Jiang Kuo responded.
"Just, we didn't go to a good high school before, and everyone has it." Dong Kun explained to him.
Jiang Kuo nodded.
I feel that they are more cautious than Duan Feihan.
A few people went to the hotel in the car. As soon as they entered the door, a fat girl called out to them, "Classmate Duan Feifei! University?"
"Yes." Sun Ji replied.
"Second floor, head over to the conference hall," the girl said in a loud, murderous voice, like a big sister, "Go ahead."
"Thank you." Liu Fatty said, "Are you his high school classmate?"
"Yes," the eldest sister pointed at Ding Zhe, "I think you look familiar, have you ever fought in our school?"
Ding Zhe was startled and shook his head: "No no no no..."
"It must have been called," said the eldest sister. "What is your name?"
"Thank you, let's go up first." Dong Kun said quickly.
Several people trotted up the stairs.
"Have you been there?" Jiang Kuo asked Ding Zhe.
"Shit!" Ding Zhe glared at him, "Am I that kind of person?"
"Then what kind of person are you?" Liu Fat asked.
"Am I the kind of person who dares to go to other people's schools to fight!" Ding Zhe said.
Several people suddenly had a good time.
The second floor is full of boxes, not all of them at the moment, at least half of them are empty, but the sound is very lively.
Jiang Kuo reacted when he was halfway there. This lively sound had nothing to do with other boxes. They all came from the conference hall at the end of the corridor with the door half-closed.
Jiang Kuo suddenly felt his head bulge a little.
"Come in from the intersection! The big girl is guarding the door, you can see her as soon as you pass..." A man walked out of the conference hall on the phone, and the moment the door opened, the laughter inside burst out like a tide.
"Damn it," Dong Kun exclaimed, "This enthusiasm, did he make up for his birthday last year and made up for it this year?"
"Come on!" The caller saw them and said hello immediately.
"Ah, here we come." A group of people responded together, looking very familiar, and Ding Zhe added, "Are everyone here?"
"It's almost there, there are still a few more to come," the man said. "Quick, go and sit first!"
Jiang Kuo was dragged into the conference hall by Dong Kun. The three tables mentioned before had now become four tables. Everyone was very lively at first. When he saw new people coming in, no matter whether they knew each other or not, he just shouted all the time. welcome.
Duan Feifei's friends, no matter what else, feel that one thing is the same, everyone is familiar with each other, and it feels like the whole city's social cow disease has gathered here.
Jiang Kuo felt that there were people in front of him, and voices in his ears. There was still loud music playing in the conference hall. Looking at the layout of the speakers, there should be people singing before.
"Over there." When Duan Feifei's voice entered Jiang Kuo's ears, it was like the sound of heaven.
Jiang Kuo turned his head and saw Duan Feihan, he couldn't help but smile.
Duan Feifei also smiled at him and narrowed his left eye.
Is this a fucking wink
How could Duan Feifei's wink be so skillful
Jiang Kuo almost wanted to go over and hug him and kiss him.
"Go to my uncle's table," Duan Feifei said, "it's a little cleaner over there."
"Are we being treated so highly?" Liu Fatty said, "If you get married, that's the main table, right?"
"You really know how to use metaphors." Duan Feifei said.
"Give him a seat at the main table then." Sun Ji pointed at Liu Fat.
"The main table." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo glanced at him, Duan Feifei smiled, stretched out his hand to lead him forward, and rubbed his hand twice on his back.
Although the jacket has not been taken off, Jiang Kuo can still feel it.
The feeling of being surprised by the scene in the conference hall was comparable to the lively scene of the market opening day, and suddenly relaxed a lot.
The old man's table is okay, and there are acquaintances by the window.
Jiang Kuo sat next to Duan Ling.
Duan Ling poured him a cup of tea, "This tea was brought by Duan Feifei's classmates in the tea industry, and it seems to be pretty good."
"Thank you, Sister Ling." Jiang Kuo took a sip from the cup. Of course, the tea can't be compared with Mr. Jiang's tea, but it's not bad. Even those who don't make tea just throw it into the pot and make it with boiling water. Well, the taste is wasted.
"Have you never seen this battle?" Duan Ling asked.
"...No." Jiang Kuo said.
Really, they can't have so many people in their usual gatherings. Among the activities he attended, President Jiang gave him and Jiang a birthday party a few years ago, but because most of the people who came were elders, the scene was still the same. Very stable.
"His birthday has always been like this since he was a child," Duan Ling said. "There are many friends."
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo smiled and turned to look at the people over there. Two tables should be classmates, and one table is a friend in the market. The chairs at each table are crowded, if not for the conference hall. When the table is over, even the number of people at each table is evenly distributed, and another table can be opened.
For Duan Feifei's birthday, he didn't need to worry too much about himself. Several classmates looked at them skillfully and greeted and arranged.
Finally, the eldest sister entered the door, raised her hand and patted the top of her head a few times: "Everyone is ready! The seat is open!"
Everyone took their seats, and now Duan Feifei finally returned to the old uncle's table.
Dong Kun was sitting next to Jiang Kuo, but when he came over, Dong Kun pushed Ding Zhe over there and gave up a seat to Duan Feifei.
The door was pushed open and several waiters started serving dishes.
In no time, the table was full.
"Fan Fei, say a few words." Someone shouted.
The room suddenly quieted down, and Jiang Kuo felt a little embarrassed. If it was him, he might just get up and go out.
But Duan Feifei got up and poured a glass of wine: "Everyone is very busy, this is not a day off, and you can give me such a good face. I won't say anything else, and the friendship will last forever."
"Friendship lasts forever—" there was a shout from the room, "Happy birthday—"
"Eat, pour the wine," Duan Feifei took a sip of wine and ordered a few more names, "Help me say hello."
"Do we still use greetings!" someone shouted.
When Duan Feifei sat down, he looked at the people at the table and picked up the cup: "I won't say more about the number of people in my family."
"Dear brother, happy birthday." Duan Ling raised his glass.
Everyone touched each other, the old man took a sip of wine and looked at Duan Feifei: "If you can't do it, don't drink so much."
"I didn't drink much, I just licked it." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
After eating, it was still very lively. With the help of wine, it seemed that everyone quickly entered a more exciting level.
"Is it quite noisy?" Duan Feifei asked Jiang Kuo softly.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded with a smile, "Why is there another table?"
"I made a mistake," Duan Feifei said. "It's not a child anymore. Many people with family members added another table."
"Duan Feifei!" Someone shouted, "Come here!"
"I ate two fucking bites!" Duan Feifei said.
After it was really just two people, two people came to the table and dragged Duan Feifei over.
Jiang Kuo had indeed imagined what this birthday party would be like, and Duan Feifei had been paving the way for him, but the scene still exceeded his expectations.
After a few glasses of wine, many people's social skills seemed to be suddenly increased, and people at several tables who didn't know each other began to chat and have a good time.
Their table was originally known to Jiang Kuo, but it suddenly became crowded after a while. Everyone came to say hello to the old uncle and aunt, and many of them huddled and sat down.
Jiang Kuo wanted to leave, but before he could move, he was held back.
"Are you an extraordinary brother?"
"I haven't seen it."
"Have you come back from abroad?"
"Classmate? University classmate? He doesn't look like his classmate..."
"Come on, brother, take one!"
"Aren't you giving face, brother?"
At the beginning, Dong Kun sat next to him and could help him block a few times. Afterwards, he also entered the stage of opening the screen of the peacock. Duan Ling was the cleanest, and he kept chatting with the old uncle and aunt because he knew that they were Who, so those people will no longer surround after greeting.
From time to time, Jiang Kuo was caught and asked who you are, classmate, haven't you seen it... After a few rounds, he started to feel a little overwhelmed and a little irritable.
He had encountered an unfamiliar game before, and he only needed to stay in a corner, and he could get a peaceful night. Except for adding wine and changing places, no one would come to harass him.
These people are different. Jiang Kuo can feel that these people are actually very warm and friendly. After all, they are people who can become friends with Duan Feifei, but the enthusiasm that is not too measured makes him a little unbearable.
I patted my back, my arms around my shoulders, and the wine that came out from time to time.
foreign? where? What are you doing at home
In fact, these casual inquiries have no other meaning, but are not suitable.
Duan Feifei has been emphasizing that he is afraid that he will "not fit in", but he has only begun to understand it now.
"College classmates, right?" Another person came over and sat beside Jiang Kuo, "You and those few are extraordinary college classmates, aren't you?"
Jiang Kuo didn't want to answer anymore, just nodded.
"Come on, touch one," the man took a sip on his glass and found that the glass was empty, so he turned around immediately, "Where's the wine! Is there any more over there? Bring a bottle over here!"
Immediately someone handed over the wine.
Duan Feifei glanced over here, and Jiang Kuo smiled.
Tonight, Duan Feifei is in a good mood. Classmates and friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, common memories from various past times, smiles and tears are all neat and tidy.
No matter how others look at it, this is rare, and the older you get, the more difficult it will be.
Jiang Kuo really hoped that Duan Feifei would come over, sit beside him, and don't walk away, but it was definitely impossible today.
He originally thought that when he was in class during the day, it would be his birthday in the evening. Even if he made a fuss while eating, he would always have a chance to be alone at night when he went to sing or play other things.
But looking at this scene now, I'm afraid it's impossible.
The first birthday he and Duan Feifei shared after they had a boyfriend was a bit of a mess, and it seemed like it just passed bit by bit in the chaos.
"I've been to your side," the person next to him poured wine into his glass, "Before our company did market research, we went on a business trip for a few days, and it was good. I went to the new district, which district is your home in? ? Far away?"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, took a sip of wine from the glass.
This person was a little embarrassed, and after drinking alcohol, he suddenly said not politely: "Why, they are all friends, don't you give me any face?"
"I can't drink anymore." Jiang Kuo said.
"Don't let him drink," Duan Ling sat over and patted Jiang Kuo's shoulder, "He drank a lot, a child has never drank like this with anyone, why don't you give me a drink, am I your eldest sister? already?"
Jiang Kuo quickly took the opportunity to stand up, gave his seat to Duan Ling, and turned to walk out.
"Sister, you don't need to help me speak!" The man was indeed drinking too much and his tongue was big, "I'm not worth the face, it doesn't matter! I understand!"
"What did you say!" Duan Ling said, "Drink or not?"
Jiang Kuo walked out of the conference hall, and when the door was closed, the voice in his ear became much quieter, and he felt that his breathing was much smoother.
Jiang Kuo wanted to find a place with no one to stay for a while to clear his mind, but the boxes outside were already full, and there were laughter and children in each box suddenly running out of it.
The door behind him was opened again, and then closed, and the sound changed with the size of the door.
Someone walked over from behind him quickly, Jiang Kuo was thinking about the fact that no one should come out to smoke, Duan Feifei's voice sounded behind him: "This way."
Jiang Kuo suddenly felt comfortable, and his feet became lighter.
He turned his head.
Duan Feifei came over and put his arm around his shoulder: "There is a small hall in front with a window facing the street outside."
"Why did you come out?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I saw you coming out," Duan Feifei said, "don't mind that person, others are okay, I used to live not far from the market, my old aunt had a fever in the middle of the night and couldn't find a car, so he came and ran to the hospital on his back. , but he drinks like that..."
"I'm fine." Jiang Kuo said.
"Why," Duan Feifei smiled, "Learn from me?"
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Obviously there's something wrong, but it's okay." Duan Feifei said.
"Then do you admit that you just have something to say and say it's okay?" Jiang Kuo asked immediately.
"Why are you blocking me here?" Duan Feifei said with a smile.
There is a small hall on the second floor, and there is a fire balcony when going out. Duan Feifei took him to the balcony: "Get some air."
Jiang Kuo closed his eyes and raised his head, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"If you don't feel comfortable," Duan Feifei said, "just go back first, I'll leave after I finish eating, and I won't participate in later activities..."
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "you don't celebrate your birthday every day, you get together like this every day."
"I'm afraid you'll be uncomfortable. I don't think you've moved your chopsticks much, so you just sat there." Duan Feifei said.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "Did you see me?"
"That's what I said," Duan Feifei flicked on the tip of his nose, "I've been looking at you all the time. I saw them say a few words before and left, so I didn't think too much about it."
"Then I'm really fine." Jiang Kuo laughed.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked.
"No." Jiang Kuo smiled.
"Do you think I'm ignoring you?" Duan Feifei said, "How is it possible, I squinted at people all night, and my eyes are facing you."
Jiang Kuo laughed out loud: "It sounds a little scary."
"Tonight I am the god of squint." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo laughed for a while and rubbed his face: "Actually, I'm quite uncomfortable, I don't understand a little..."
"Don't understand what?" Duan Feifei asked.
"How are you different from them?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "I think they should be good people, but you are different from them at all, how did you do it?"
"Am I President Jiang's stray son?" Duan Feifei said.
"Damn," Jiang Kuo choked with laughter, "That's not good! It can't be! Duan Feifei, you should be Duan's second son's son!"
Duan Feifei hugged him with a smile, and sighed softly: "I'm actually the same as them in many ways. The difference is probably that I don't want me to be like this."
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"But while I don't want to be such a person and live like this, I can only feel safe in such an environment many times," Duan Feifei said, "so I sometimes maintain these relationships."
"I don't quite understand it," Jiang Kuo said, "but I don't understand it at all, I almost understand it."
"I didn't drink much, so it's not easy to talk?" Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"I'm definitely not getting used to it today," Jiang Kuo patted Duan Feifei's back lightly, "I don't plan to get used to it either, I know this is part of your life, these people are your friends and classmates, that's fine, the others It doesn't matter."
"Really?" Duan Feifei said.
"Really, but I have a request." Jiang Kuo said.
"Request? What happened, let us Jiang Kuo say the word request," Duan Feifei leaned back and looked at him, his tone was solemn and serious, and he frowned, "Let me kneel down and listen to it. …”
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, and then he was amused, "What are you doing, you startled me."
"Tell me, what's the requirement?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Can we spend our birthday next year?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded immediately, "just us."
When returning to the conference hall, Jiang Kuo was not with Duan Feifei, Duan Feifei went in first, and he stood on the balcony for a while before returning.
The conference hall was a little quieter than before, and I felt a little tired from drinking.
Jiang Kuo returned to his seat and sat down, Ding Zhe sat down and said, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay." Jiang Kuo said.
"I just scolded that kid," Ding Zhe said, "I've met that person a few times, Duan Feifei's classmate and neighbor, just drinking a little wine like that."
"It's really okay." Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed.
"Do you still have some food?" Ding Zhe said, "I don't think you eat much, and the bowls are all clean."
"I just ate two spring rolls, and they're full," Jiang Kuo said.
"Just eat." Ding Zhe nodded.
It's still too obvious, Jiang Kuo sighed in his heart, and it's no wonder that almost every one of Duan Feifei's classmates and friends came over to ask who you are. This restaurant is out of place.
Fortunately, the meal finally came to an end. Duan Feifei discussed it with the eldest sister. The eldest sister had a leadership demeanor and waved her hand: "Change positions!"
Then it was to arrange who would ride with whom, who would be in charge of which people, and those who sat and didn't want to move were picked up by her and shoved out one by one.
Thirty or forty people in a room instantly embarked on the journey to the next field.
"Amazing." Dong Kun said.
"That's necessary," the eldest sister raised her head and face, "We often organize the masses in the street office, and it's really impossible if we don't have the power to act."
The eldest sister went downstairs with the last few people, and Duan Feifei also went downstairs with the uncle's family.
"What about us?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Wait." Liu Pang said with a smile, "He settled the bill."
A few minutes later, Duan Feifei came back and waved his hand: "Go."
"Where to?" Dong Kun asked.
"107." Duan Feifei said.
"Fuck," Ding Zhe laughed, "in a while they found out and scolded you to death."
"I can't find it," Duan Feifei said. "The street office has arranged for them all. You can see who can think of me."
"Let's go," Sun Ji also beckoned, "We also have arrangements, let's go."
Jiang Kuo, who arranged the role model group, knew that a few of them pooled money to order a big cake for Duan Feifei and put it in the canteen freezer.
Taking a taxi back to school, when approaching the dormitory, Dong Kun sent Jiang Kuo a message.
[You try again] Let's go get the cake, you steady him, remember to turn off the lights when you hear the signal
[JK921]0000
"Go to the toilet and then gather at 107." Ding Zhe said.
"...No need to go into such detail!" Duan Feifei looked at him.
After returning to 107, as soon as Duan Feifei closed the door, Jiang Kuo rushed over.
Duan Feifei was thrown onto the reclining chair by him, and the reclining chair made a clicking sound.
The two stopped at the same time.
"Crushed?" Jiang Kuo didn't dare to move.
"It seems to be." Duan Feifei said.
"Will it fall apart?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"For the time being... not?" Duan Feifei was not sure.
"That doesn't matter." Jiang Kuo squeezed his chin and kissed it.
When the reclining chair made a second click, Jiang Kuo raised his head and looked at Duan Feifei: "Let's take a look at the gifts before they come?"
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.
They both carefully and slowly left the recliner, which didn't seem to have changed.
"Is it this bag?" Duan Feifei took out a paper bag.
"Yes, the bottom two are official, and the top one is fake." Jiang Kuo said.
"Then I'll look at the official one first." Duan Feifei reached into the bag and took out the bag below.
The bag is the small one, and inside is a greeting card written by Jiang Kuo.
Duan Feifei was stunned when he saw the bag, he didn't open it immediately, he just stared at the bag in a trance.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"When was this done?" Duan Feifei looked up at him.
"A few days ago." Jiang Kuo smiled, "How about it, does it look like that?"
"Especially like that, that's what happened." Duan Feifei said.
His eye circles suddenly turned a little red. Obviously, Jiang Kuo could see it, and quickly added: "I didn't design it, it was Jiang Leo."
"I don't think you designed it either." Duan Feifei came over and hugged him tightly.
"Didn't you agree to design these?" Jiang Kuo also hugged him tightly and asked with a smile, "Why is the reaction so big?"
"I don't know." Duan Feifei said.
"Good," Jiang Kuo rubbed the back of his head, "don't cry, they came and thought I hit you."
Duan Feifei laughed, and there was a nasal tone in his laughter.
Jiang Kuo was about to speak when suddenly the dormitory door seemed to be shaking. He was thinking if he had fainted from drinking, when there was a light knock on the door.
This is the signal to turn off the lights.
Jiang Kuo was startled, quickly pushed Duan Feifei away, rushed over and turned off the lights in the dormitory.
"What?" Duan Feifei was also taken aback.