The President Wants To Eat Grass

Chapter 8: dinner

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Sure enough, there was a misunderstanding. Of course, the big misunderstanding had to be explained clearly. Rong Xi hurriedly and patiently said to Wen Heng, "No no no, she is just my classmate, I have too many books, She brought some for me. Isn't that just a place in the reading room?"

Wen Heng smiled, "I didn't expect you to be quite attentive."

"What?" Rong Xi subconsciously asked what it was, but after asking, he remembered that Wen Heng was talking about the debate club, and couldn't help making a joke, "No, the registration fee is so expensive, you can't lose it ."

It was the first time that Wen Heng couldn't help but be amused when he heard Rong Xi's serious joke.

Seeing Wen Heng's smile, Rong Xi thought about his promise to Wen Heng to invite him to dinner, and tried to mention it, "I promised to invite you to dinner last time, how about today? Do you have time? Let's go out to eat together!"

Hearing this, Wen Heng smiled. The more you get along with Rong Xi, the more valuable you will be able to find out about Rong Xi. It's like the promise of "invite you to eat another day". I'm afraid that the other person will not know where it has been forgotten, but this person still remembers it earnestly.

It was indeed boring to send them to read, but he was able to defend himself firmly. Even if he accidentally found out his birthday, he prepared a gift carefully. How can this man be so good

"Okay, what do you like to eat?"

"I'm inviting you to dinner, you should be the one to pick."

"Okay, I'll pick. But, do you have anything you don't like or especially like?" Although Wen Heng agreed to choose, he didn't forget to pay attention to what Rong Xi likes to eat.

To be honest, Wen Heng doesn't have anything that he likes to eat or doesn't like to eat. In fact, he didn't have to choose at all, he had to eat whether he liked it or not. So he replied obediently, "I can eat anything."

"Aren't you picky eaters?"

"I'm not picky eaters." Rong Xi added in his heart.

Wen Heng smiled, "It seems that I was forced by my mother to eat more vegetables when I was a child, so let's go to the pedestrian street?"

"Okay." Where Wen Heng said to go, Rong Xi was naturally unwilling. Let Wen Heng take him to a restaurant that made a special trip to drink soup.

They went up to the second floor and chose a seat by the window. It's almost seven o'clock in the evening, the sky will be twilight, and the lights outside will light up one after another. This location is also very good, just next to an elegant lake nearby.

Wen Heng sat quietly across from him like this. The lighting in this store was also very good, which made Wen Heng's temperament very good. He was like a hero who came out of a movie. He was restrained, handsome, kind, gentle, and capable. save the world.

Of course, what was saved was Rongxi's entire world.

Such Wen Heng made Rong Xi unable to move his eyes, but he did not dare to look at more greedily. So Rong Xi had no choice but to look out the window to see the lake, daring not to move any further.

The shop here is ordering by scanning the code. Rong Xi finally took a look at the QR code on the table, took out his mobile phone and planned to scan it, but was stopped by Wen Heng, "I brought you here today, There's no reason for you to pay for it. Besides, I haven't thanked you for giving me such an exquisite birthday present, so I should repay you. Put away your phone, darling."

While talking, Wen Heng pressed Rongxi's phone with his hand and wanted him to put it down, but accidentally touched Rongxi's fingertips.

Rong Xi's fingers trembled, and the thought that Rong Xi wanted to resist was coaxed by Wen Heng's soft words, and he immediately lost the idea of resistance. Especially the gentle and gentle "good" at the end made Rong Xi obediently put away the phone.

I decided not to take it out when I was eating, and then I saw Wen Heng talking on the phone with interest for a while, and then it seemed that he wanted to hand the phone to Rong Xi for him to click, but the distance between the table was a little bit. Wen Heng felt it was inconvenient, so he sat down beside Rong Xi and handed him the phone.

"Look, what kind of soup do you like to drink? The soup here is served with rice, you can add it if you don't have enough." Wen Heng said.

Rong Xi looked at the mobile phone that Wen Heng handed over, and felt a little nervous. This was the first time he touched Wen Heng's things, and it was a mobile phone. Rong Xi was a little excited. He couldn't help but ask Wen Heng, "You seem to know this store very well."

"I don't know. They like to come here, so I'll accompany them. I didn't expect it to come in handy today." Wen Heng said with a smile.

Speaking of inadvertent listeners, Wen Heng said it as if he had come over to eat with them before, and he was able to bring himself today, so he didn't come for nothing before, there was always a feeling of being valued, which made Rong Xi happy. Using Wen Heng's mobile phone, Rong Xi cautiously returned the mobile phone to Wen Heng after ordering the meal.

Wen Heng glanced at what Rong Xi ordered and smiled, "Can you just eat a little bit?"

"Not a lot." Rong Xi looked a little cramped.

"Alright, I'll order a few of the special dishes here, and we'll order them later." Wen Heng stopped staying here after ordering, and got up and sat in his seat.

Rong Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief, it would always be a little cramped when he was too close to Wen Heng, especially when the mobile phone was handed over just now, so don't be too intimate. The restaurant environment is still relatively good, there are still people playing the violin, the tune Rongxi can't understand, but the sound of the violin is softer, which is very suitable for the atmosphere of the restaurant.

"You said before that you are from the No. 2 High School Attached to Jincheng, right?"

"Yes." Rong Xi didn't know whether Wen Heng wanted to find a topic to chat or to listen to, but no matter which option it was, Rong Xi cheered up to deal with it.

"What shift were you in at that time?"

Rong Xi was reluctant to answer this question, for fear that Wen Heng would remember something, but since Wen Heng asked, he could only bite the bullet and answer, "I'm in class 397."

"Class 397?"

Wen Heng was naturally very surprised. At that time, he was two years higher than Rong Xi, and Rong Xi was one year high and his third year. The 397 class in the first year of high school is notoriously messy. Fights are commonplace, and some commit suicide. However, one suicide was stopped, and another girl was not rescued, which shocked the entire school at that time.

And this class can be said to be disliked by all teachers. Although Jincheng No. 2 High School is a good school, this class is indeed a mudslide in the whole school. Rong Xi said that he passed the test from this class to E University, which shows how difficult it is for him.

Rong Xi knew that he couldn't speak, and seeing Wen Heng wanting to speak and then turning around and thinking, Rong Xi felt uneasy. He regretted coming out with Wen Heng. What if Wen Heng asked more and more questions later

Rong Xi was too uneasy to speak, and looked at Wen Heng cautiously, worried that Wen Heng would be disappointed in himself, and Rong Xi was afraid that he could not bear it.

Anyone who hates him, he can bear it, but Wen Heng, he can't bear the disgust in his eyes. That is simply deadly poison, see blood seal the throat.

Unable to bear, Rong Xi's fingers began to tremble. If Wen Heng mentioned that matter, he was not sure whether he could continue to sit here and eat. Rong Xi is doing psychological construction for himself, at least, he must be able to stand and leave.

Then I heard Wen Heng's voice, unexpectedly, without any dislike, but with a trace of careful pity, "Then you must have had a hard time."

"Alright, alright." Rong Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Heng's eyes became softer, "I didn't expect you to come out of such an environment, I admire you."

What

Wen Heng didn't dislike him... He also said...

admire yourself...

For so long, everyone has not looked at themselves and abandoned themselves. In those days when he was stocked, no one used the word "admiration" for his persistence, never.

For the first time, Rong Xi hated her cowardice. Why at that time, did not have the courage to say a word to Wen Heng, even a word, it would not make the years of those years so dark, dark and opaque, like a closed hell, without seeing the light of day.

"Thank you."

Wen Heng seemed to see that Rong Xi was in a bad mood, and he didn't seem very willing to bring up the past. Why do you feel that you are so undisciplined, and it is obvious that others are unwilling to say why it is difficult for others

if…

If it is normal, it will not be like this at all, he will choose to withdraw from the things that others do not want to mention, and only be a quiet passerby. But Rongxi was different. From the first day he knew Rongxi, Wen Heng couldn't help but want to know more about him. Wen Heng classified such emotions as - curiosity killed the cat

However, Rong Xi was reluctant to say that he would not force it. He can treat Rongxi a little better and a little better. After all, now is what matters, isn't it

Just when both of them had their own concerns, someone finally came to serve.

Rong Xi finally felt more at ease, but it was a chance to say something else. Rong Xi looked at the exquisite dishes on the table, and finally knew why Wen Heng liked it here. Every dish looked mouth-watering. Just looking at the color, he knew that the chef had worked hard.

Wen Heng said with a smile, "Try it, this soup is delicious and not greasy."

"Okay." Rong Xi was still very happy. After all, it was the first time to have dinner with Wen Heng. It was like a date. It was too sweet.

Just when Rong Xi took the first sip of soup, he heard Wen Heng ask him, "By the way, Rong Xi, when is your birthday?"

"Ah? Oh, the twenty-fifth of October, the lunar calendar." Rongxi replied in a proper manner, even answering the lunar calendar and the solar calendar clearly, and he couldn't help but think, does Wen Heng want to give him a gift

Sure enough, Wen Heng said with satisfaction, "That's great."