Chapter 37: Plum Soda
Four years ago, we didn't expect that two days later, the four of us girls would really lift the folding table from the door of the dormitory supermarket, all the way to the fifth floor, step by step. The reason for this incident was that we had to queue up for the installation of damn broadband, and we were cut off for two whole days and became orphans. After a long 48 hours, I finally couldn't help it, and I reached an agreement to buy board game cards and come back to play, and by the way, the matter of buying a table was put on the charter. After all, cards and tables can be reused, and in order to buy a few days of traffic packages for the Internet for nothing, it is not a loss to steal chickens and rice.
At that time, we were still quite raw, but who would have thought that four years later, the four of us would be sitting at the square table in a bright light, laughing, eating fried chicken, pizza, drinking soju and beer. The funniest part was that if I hadn't made an appointment with Brake to meet the next day, I would have been riding home early in the afternoon, and if Brake hadn't brought us food, we wouldn't have eaten fried chicken and kebabs at the table.
Life is a series of coincidences, and a series of fate.
In the drunken haze, I looked at the large and small furnishings in 5016, almost every one of them had a story hidden behind it, and these stories were coming to an end.
For a while, the feeling of sadness rose from my stomach like foam, and it was submerged in my throat, and my throat choked, as if I wanted to cry, so I quickly grabbed the shochu bottle, poured half a cup into the cup, and drank it all.
"Eh, I just said that there will be a punishment for the last card, ah, what question should I ask?" Babao which pot does not open which pot, her eyes are fluttering, probably thinking about the soy sauce that the knife finally runs the card, but the landing point of this look, I don't know where to fly for a long time.
ββ¦β¦ What questions are you going to ask me?"Soy sauce has always been competitive in playing games, and I'm very afraid of losing, which has been the case since my freshman year, to be honest, Babao and I weren't very happy to play games with her at first, we two have loose personalities, and I think the fun of the game lies in the process rather than the ending, and it's really boring to be more serious like soy sauce.
It wasn't until the end of my freshman year that Soy Sauce hugged me and cried with the report card that she held the No. 1 overall ranking report, and I understood the bitterness in Soy Sauce's heart. Since elementary school, every time she fails to get into the top three in her class, she will be scolded by her mother, and every time someone else's child is praised by the teacher, she will be nagged by her mother for a week. Since the age when she was ignorant of the world, she has developed a personality that she can't lose no matter what she does, whether it's grades or titles, even extracurricular activities and falling in love, she is not willing to fall behind, even if it is a soy sauce, she has to participate.
Soy sauce once swore to me that she was going to be the first person among her friends to get married, which scared me, and she had to compete for the championship in this life for the sake of other people's words, and even for the happiness of her life, is life still worth it? I'm afraid this answer, only Soy Sauce knows in his heart.
"I have a question, can I ask?" Hot sauce raised his hand and looked at me who had won the game just now, I nodded and gave approval, "Your first love, first kiss, and first night, are they all given to the same person?"
The soy sauce was stunned for a moment, picked up the cup and drank two sips, then nodded vigorously, and then bowed his head and said shyly. The two living treasures next to me made a beastly noise, and everyone knew who the first love of soy sauce was, and it was estimated that someone on a business trip far away would sneeze three times in a row.
"By the way, the stupid big guy went on a business trip, how did the final draft of the paper be submitted to the school intranet?" I don't know if I was really drunk, and I dared to ask this question at this moment, didn't I clearly put that person's name on the 5016 wall of shame?
"He sent me the paper, you fool," Soy Sauce's two sinful little hands pinched the two lumps of flesh on my cheeks, and slammed, "Aren't our initial passwords all the last six digits of the ID card, I changed the password and sent it to him after I passed it on to him." β
"It hurts, it hurts. "I swung my fist and slapped the soy sauce's little hand down.
"Still can't play cards?" Babaotuo lifted the pizza box until midair, and Hot Sauce and I quickly stood up and snatched the box down, for fear that she would fall on our heads if she let go, this picture is too beautiful to imagine.
"Hit and fight. "Hot sauce skillfully geographed, shuffled, dealt, and handed it to us. Soy sauce and I are like holding a neat fan, arranging the card order, hot sauce is the straight and the pair outside the fan, three or three, two by two, quite suspicious of fraud, and the eight treasures of the stupid fork, one by one hidden in the palm of the hand, quite cautious, for fear that others will see it, it is estimated that their eyes are dazzled, and they don't see what the card is.
Sure enough, the first dish to finish this plate was hot sauce, and the last one to finish was Babao.
"Okay-you-you-you-want-ask-what-"
"Shut up, you idiot. "The hot sauce smashed on Babao's head, and Babao was in pain and shrunk into a ball, like a crumpled paper ball, which was quite cute.
Soy sauce and I were willing to gamble and lose, and each drank a beer. No, no, I secretly slandered myself, and if I drank like this again, I would be drunk in less than an hour. Suddenly, I remembered the few glasses of soda that the pizza had just delivered, and in a flash of inspiration, I simply opened the plum wine, mixed it in the soda, and then poured it into the disposable small paper cup we were drinking.
Soy sauce went to get the phone in a daze, probably because he received a message from a stupid big man, stupidly holding his face and playing silly, cut a Thai song just now, and chose an old song.
I'm standing in the small corner at the door of the classroom/Secretly looking at your lovely smile/You're like a cloud in the sky/I want to turn into a rainbow/The fragrance of orange soda wafts in the air/The cream on the corner of your mouth makes me so excited/I have a kind of rhythm with you/Hold my heartbeat and walk with you.
"Question, how did you like your first love?" Although Babao didn't blossom in college, when he was in middle school, he would receive a confession when he walked in the school corridor.
Babao thought for a moment and replied seriously: "He confessed to me that the red panda is a second-class protected animal, and you are my first-class protected animal, and I want to protect you forever." β
"Wow, goosebumps are up. Soy sauce touched his arm and shook it a few times.
"This is a confession from junior high school - you want to have more ink - how cultured?" Babao began to play with Laipi, holding soy sauce, Ma Jingtao swayed.
"Ahhhh
"How long have you been talking?" Hot sauce is the best of the four of us.
"How long?" Hapo said gloomily after stopping abusing soy sauce, "A month or two, I don't remember either." β
"Are you still thinking about him?" I asked.
"It may or may not be. Babao shook his head, grabbed a few cards, and the goddess scattered, "I will only answer one question, and the rest will not be answered, so let's continue." β
"What about you, how did you fall in love with your first love?" I poked the soy sauce with my elbow.
Soy sauce does not hide this matter at all, for her, affection is a medal worth showing off: "Didn't we join the choir together? That night in the self-study class, I was listening to the song with headphones plugged in, and he sat next to me and asked me if I was listening to the song of the competition, 'yes', and he asked, 'Can I listen together', so I handed him one of the headphones." We listened to the songs together, did the exercises, and spent a quiet self-study session. I thought this boy was silly and cute, so I confessed to him. "Soy sauce retells the story of the past, and he didn't forget to hold his voice and learn to speak stupidly. I drank sparkling plum wine and held my chin to look at her - if there is a spirit in heaven, please let this little couple go smoothly, please.
"If it's me," Babao came out to spoil the scenery, "I'll definitely say, 'Oh, turn on Bluetooth, I'll pass the song to you', sharing headphones is tantamount to inviting him into your world, I don't do this kind of thing." β
"You're really single by strength, treasure. "The soy sauce covered my face, I covered my head, and the hot sauce rubbed my temples, and my brain hurt very tacitly.
"What about you?" I quickly changed the subject and asked Hot Sauce.
Hot sauce hesitated and said, "First love? At that time, he chased me first, grabbed me on the street and confessed to me. I said I didn't like him, and he actually cried, you say, a big man, crying for me on the street?...... And then I liked him. "At the end of the day, the hot sauce got lower and lower, and we giggled.
"What about you, what about you, we have all said it, and you must not say it. Soy sauce looked at me expectantly.
I was quite embarrassed, thought for a few seconds, and whispered: "On Christmas Day in high school, I sent him a Merry Christmas message - it was actually a tricky text message, and I had to slide all the way to the very end to see that sentence, I like you, it's strange - he didn't read the end, and replied directly to thank you, I wish you a Merry Christmas, and I like you too." I quickly called him and explained to him, and he said he didn't see the end. So, the next day, I was ashamed and ashamed, and I went to help him look at the phone, and he handed me the phone directly, I could never do this, at that moment, I thought, he can trust me so much, it seems that he really likes me, so we are together. β
"Awesome, just give you the mobile phone, I can't do it, the mobile phone is my second organ. The hot sauce babbled, and he took a sip of wine, not knowing what the story was.
Just hold you all the way (there is no end to this road) / I just like you to meow (shy) / Let me hold your hand tightly and look at the starry sky / Until we have a heart-to-heart connection.
The end of a song.
"Go onβ" Soy Sauce helped her play haha, and we continued to play cards.
In this set, soy sauce won, and the last place was Babao.
Soy sauce happily climbed directly onto the stool, thinking about what question to ask, but her mind couldn't turn, she hid for a few seconds, and sat down again under our gaze: "Ahem, you say, how did your first love like you?"
"Ah, how do I know, I can't dig him out of the grave, it's May Day and it's not the Dragon Boat Festival, what are you doing with zongzi?" Babao can be said to have played the stalk of the tomb robbery notes beautifully, with a black face in soy sauce, probably trying to wrap her into zongzi.
I laughed heartily with Hot Sauce.