When the two of them finished their work, the food was served on the table, and the stars had already lit up the lights of each house.
Shen Shiyan took out two small bottles of wine, holding them in small green bottles, with a wooden stopper with a rope hanging on the mouth of the bottle. As soon as the cork was pulled out, the aroma of the wine was already floating in the house.
Meng Xintang leaned over and smelled it, and was pleasantly surprised.
"Lao Gu's wine is so fragrant?"
When the wine is poured into the glass, the sound will change from loss to profit. Shen Shiyan didn't look at the wine glass, but while pouring wine, he looked at Meng Xintang while talking.
"Don't underestimate Lao Gu, he is the best old man I've ever met. He can also sing opera and tie kites. He's very talented." After speaking, he shook his head and muttered softly, as if he was talking to himself. It just twists a little bit sometimes."
With his wrists, he broke the connection between the wine bottle and the wine glass.
Meng Xintang glanced at the wine glass on the table, there was no profit or loss, and the wine noodles and the side of the glass were just close to each other.
"It's my first time drinking with you," Shen Shiyan, who was sitting across from him, held a glass and gently shoved it forward. He said with a smile, "Try it first?"
Through two layers of glasses and a wine table, Meng Xintang could still see his eyes deeply and clearly.
He raised his glass to meet him and said, "My pleasure, thanks for the hospitality."
The wine in Shen Shiyan's hand was shaken, and he was led by laughter. He found that he particularly liked Meng Xintang's pretense with him. It was also the first time they met, he shook hands with him, and he said, "It's my honor."
"What are you laughing at?"
Shen Shiyan took a sip of wine: "Laugh at you, you are too good at talking."
"I can speak?" Meng Xintang really heard this kind of words for the first time. He pondered for a while and put down his glass, "It seems that no one has ever said that."
Meng Xintang picked up the chopsticks and seemed to hesitate for a moment when he reached them in the air. Then, the head of the chopsticks turned around and landed on the plate of green broccoli.
"I said it, the first time I met, I felt that this person's words were really nice." Shen Shiyan said immediately. When he saw Meng Xintang eating broccoli, he asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Meng Xintang didn't know whether it was time to comment on the broccoli or the salt in the water, but the first thought in his heart was that no matter what he said, it was always something to praise.
"It's delicious, salty and mild, and the heat is just right."
The opposite Shen Shiyan leaned on his head and smiled after hearing it. If it wasn't for Meng Xintang's expression before he put down his chopsticks, he might have believed the compliment.
On the other hand, Shen Shiyan tasted two mouthfuls of fish and shrimp made by Meng Xintang, and it was even more delicious than he thought.
"Although I knew you could cook, I didn't expect you to do it so well." He put another shrimp in his mouth, and a very special fragrance filled his lips and teeth, "Hey, this is too delicious. "
Meng Xintang felt relieved when he heard this, and took a bite. When cooking, I heard Shen Shiyan say that he eats lightly, so when doing these two kinds of dishes, he put aside less condiments than usual, and used it temporarily, not sure if it would suit Shen Shiyan's taste.
"What is this little bit of red?" Shen Shiyan asked with a small piece of fish in between.
"I cut a little bit of diced tomato into it as an accessory, I'm afraid you will eat it too thick."
Shen Shiyan was completely unable to think about what flavors would be brought by releasing something. People are always full of awe and admiration for the unknown realm. Listening to this, Meng Xintang is even more remarkable.
"Do you like to study these or something? When you go to work, you should be very busy, right?"
Even if you have to learn to make it for your sister, it has already surpassed the level of "cooking and eating".
Meng Xintang nodded, looked at him with a smile, and said, "I don't have any other hobbies, and my life is rather boring, so when I have nothing to do, I just think about two dishes by myself. If you like it, I can come to share the table with you often when I have time. ."
"That's great." Shen Shiyan was holding the dish with his head down, and when he answered, he didn't have time to lift his head up, he was raising his eyes like a little old man, letting his eyes slip past the top edge of the spectacle frame.
In Meng Xintang's eyes, it is vivid and cute.
"How many degrees are your glasses?" Meng Xintang asked suddenly.
"Ah?" Shen Shiyan froze for a moment before answering. He raised his left hand and pointed to the spectacle lens on the left: "50 degrees for the left eye." He moved his hand and pointed to the right: "The right side is flat."
This time it was Meng Xintang's turn to "ah", he asked dumbfoundedly, "Why do you wear glasses at 50 degrees?"
Both of his eyes are more than 400 degrees, and the left eye has 50 degrees of astigmatism. After wearing glasses for so many years, it is really inconvenient.
The person sitting opposite pushed the frame of the mirror and said, "It's beautiful."
Meng Xintang was dumbfounded. Well, this is Shen Shiyan.
"Come on," he simply raised his glass, "respect you."
The two were talking while eating, and before they knew it, most of the wine had gone down. Shen Shiyan shook the remaining half of the bottle of wine, and poured some more into each of the two's glasses.
"So are you going to work?"
"Well, go back."
Meng Xintang was silent for a while, then finally sighed and started talking about today's "business."
"After I went back this afternoon, I called Yanxiao. She told me four words, and I got it." Meng Xintang's eyes were somewhat red due to drinking a lot of wine. He forced his eyes to open, this action seemed helpless to Shen Shiyan.
"Then she told me that she didn't want to stay here, and applied to enter the field with a model," Meng Xintang continued, "that is, to go to the shooting range, which is in a place similar to the Gobi Desert and the desert."
The conditions should be very difficult, Shen Shiyan could probably imagine. He stared at Meng Xintang, and Meng Xintang also looked at him. Looking at it, Meng Xintang suddenly laughed, like a wry smile, but also a faint self-deprecation.
"Actually, I'm quite afraid, this matter disappoints Yan Xiao." He asked Shen Shiyan, "Do you think that I have no position, and I will go back if I go back to work."
"Won't."
Shen Shiyan's answer was not quick, but firm.
For some reason, after he said these two words, he thought of a scene that he had not actively remembered for a long time.
"Mom is not afraid that you will become a hero..."
His mother, who had been lying in bed for a long time by then, took his hand and asked him if he could change careers.
Shen Shiyan blinked, suddenly feeling a little tired, raised his hand and took off his glasses, folded the temples, and put them aside.
"But... I actually want to know what you think." Shen Shiyan thought about his words and continued, "You said you were afraid Yan Xiao would be disappointed, how about you, won't you be disappointed? Or, this matter will not Did it affect you in any way?"
He rarely explores other people's thoughts, but today at the wedding venue, when he saw the text messages on Meng Xintang's mobile phone, he wanted to know what the man was thinking. Undoubtedly, Meng Xintang is a mature and stable person. Not only that, in Shen Shiyan's view, he is also a very firm person who lives very clearly. Shen Shiyan wanted to know what such a person was thinking when he was in conflict with the leader and when he replied "I understand" to the leader.
"Disappointed?"
Shen Shiyan heard Meng Xintang muttering to himself, and saw his eyes with a bit of alcohol, and himself who was also drunk.
"Born to be mediocre, it is inevitable to be disappointed and powerless."
Born mediocre.
The four words are exactly in line with Shen Shiyan's cognition of the first part of life.
"Then why go back?"
In fact, the following questions can be asked or not. But Shen Shiyan asked, because he had also been asked such a question-why must he still be a doctor
He wanted to hear it very much, wanted to hear what Meng Xintang would say.
He waited to listen, but Meng Xintang clasped his glass and looked at him without speaking.
"You can choose not to answer my question." Shen Shiyan said after looking at him for a few seconds. After that, he took a sip of wine.
If this question makes Meng Xintang feel embarrassed, he will choose not to listen.
Meng Xintang smiled and shook his head: "I'm just trying to express to you, because I have two reasons, one is very positive and the other is not very positive." He asked with a smile in his eyes: "Which one do you want to listen to first? ?"
"The front." Shen Shiyan replied.
"We can't let the efforts of our predecessors be in vain." Meng Xintang said quickly, "I don't know if you understand how long it takes to develop a new type of aircraft with new functions. Ten years, twenty years, fifty years. Wait, it may have all happened. Many people have been studying the same thing all their lives, and some have made it, and some have not made it. From their own point of view, it is a life of mediocrity." Meng Xintang paused for a while, with a slight change between his eyebrows, "Yanxiao's grandfather is the latter. What Yanxiao is doing is that her grandfather will be thinking about it until he dies. s things."
Shen Shiyan was a little dumbfounded, half lying on the table looking straight at Meng Xintang. A gray-haired old man suddenly appeared in his mind. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he was wearing glasses, shaking his hands, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. It seemed that there was a little girl standing beside him, with short hair, holding a little bear schoolbag.
The rubbing shoulders between people is really amazing. The intensive care unit from many years ago faded in his mind, or the bystanders who were crying or watching faded, leaving only the dying old man, the crying little girl, and him outside the door.
"So, no matter what happened, no matter who left, what had to be done had to be done."
Meng Xintang shook the glass at him again, he raised it dizzily and touched him. After that, instead of handing the glass to his lips, he put it on the table again. This time the whole person fell down completely.
Meng Xintang suddenly realized at this moment that Shen Shiyan's alcohol intake was probably not good.
"You..." Meng Xintang didn't drink that drink, he leaned forward slightly, looked at Shen Shiyan's blinking eyes and asked, "Did you drink too much?"
Shen Shiyan rubbed his arm and shook his head: "No."
His face was obviously a little red.
"You went on to say... another reason?"
Meng Xintang didn't know what he said today, whether Shen Shiyan would remember it tomorrow. But he didn't remember it just right, he thought, Shen Shiyan should be wanton, romantic, idealized, and shouldn't be mixed with these so-called "reality" and "powerless" things.
"Because I have no choice." Meng Xintang reached out to Shen Shiyan's wine glass and poured all the wine in it into his own.
Shen Shiyan's reaction was a little slow, and when Meng Xintang put his wine glass aside again, he said "um", his arms stretched out, his chin rested on the table, he frowned and looked at Meng Xintang and said, "You steal my wine. already."
Meng Xintang couldn't help laughing, and he didn't bother with this "elegant drunkard", and continued what he said just now. He didn't say these words, this was the first and last time.
"I can't say whose fault this matter is. Are you saying that the leaders who made the decision are wrong? Or is it wrong for the National Security Bureau and the special police? Neither. It must be at fault. The source of the error is international competition. Conspiracy and tricks on the face. Like I said just now, born mediocre, and a person has only one life. Everyone is in a big environment, and no one can really turn the tide by himself. Even if it is disappointment , I have to carry it on my back and try my best to go down. I can't feel that I can see a little bit of complexity in the world and be cynical. "
After speaking, Meng Xintang brought his head closer again and asked with a smile, "Do you still understand?"
Shen Shiyan looked at him and nodded, but because his chin was resting on the table, the nodding process was not smooth, he seemed very strange, squinting and looking down to see what was blocking him.
The light shone brightly on Shen Shiyan's hair, and the broken hair on his forehead had already caught up with his eyebrows, and a shadow was cast on his hazy eyes. Those eyes flashed more and more slowly, and finally, they finally formed a very gentle line.
Meng Xintang was stunned for a while, as if being held by something, he raised his hand unconsciously.
Getting closer to his dark hair.
Shen Shiyan, who had been silent for a while, suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head.
"I agree with everything you said," Shen Shiyan seemed to suddenly wake up, straightened up, and rubbed his slightly sore neck, "Really, agree with everything. And I really admire you."
Meng Xintang suddenly panicked, and soon, he pretended to calmly withdraw his hand, and put his arm on the table again.
"Hey," Shen Shiyan tapped his head with his palm, "a little dizzy."
Shen Shiyan loves to drink, but there is a strange thing about his drinking. Others are either not drunk or drunk to the end, he is not, he is like his father, sometimes when he drinks, he suddenly gets dizzy and immediately faints, but this dizziness comes and goes quickly. It's not always like this, but today Meng Xintang has caught up.
"Then don't drink it." Meng Xintang picked up the cup, trying to dry up his cup.
The last word of the wine in the glass is the same at any wine table. Shen Shiyan also carried the cup, and when he saw that his cup was placed so far away from him, he was stunned for a moment. It didn't feel right until he picked up the cup.
empty
"Hey?"
Meng Xintang couldn't hold back, and his whole body trembled as he laughed without restraint at all. I don't know if Shen Shiyan was more drunk just now, or this one is more drunk now.