After some greetings, Uncle De led the two of them to a box in the backyard.

Not long after the two of them sat down, the bottom of the pot and the dishes were served. Gu Ziheng faced the hot pot he was thinking about, and the usual delicacy and elegance no longer existed, and he reached out and picked up the dishes on the side and poured them into the bottom of the pot. While he was waiting, Gu Ziheng asked someone to bring several bottles of wine.

"Drink?"

He Chuzhi glanced at the red soup base, and then at the bottle of cold beer in Gu Ziheng's hand. In the end, he nodded: "Drink." ”

Hot pot with cold beer is ok!

After Gu Ziheng pulled the tab of the can, he handed it to He Chuzhi, "Thank you." ”

Then, the two did not speak again, and only the gurgling sound of the soup base could be heard in the whole box. The atmosphere slowly became a little awkward with this silence, and He Chuzhi saw that Gu Ziheng had no sign of speaking, so he had to take the lead in breaking the silence: "That...... Do you come here a lot?"

"No, once in two or three months. I want to come often, but I'm too busy. ”

As if hearing the helplessness in his tone, He Chuzhi's hand that was originally going to go to the beer next to him paused.

Without further talking, she looked up at the person sitting across from her. Looking back, I didn't see him very often, the first time in the elevator, the second time I went to his office to return my coat, and today was the third time they met. And the first two meetings, He Chuzhi didn't look at his face carefully, she knew that he was very handsome, but she didn't have the interest to get to know him.

But the tone he said just now made He Chuzhi have the urge to understand him for the first time.

Through the layer of white mist that came out of the pot, He Chuzhi saw a Gu Ziheng who was different from usual. Maybe it's because of a layer of fog, Gu Ziheng, who is in the haze, has gained some popularity.

The person in front of him is still handsome, his face is as clear as a carving, his angular face is handsome and abnormal, and his appearance seems to be debauched, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it. With black and dense hair, and a pair of slender peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, it is full of affection, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful. But the faint dark blue under his eyes revealed his exhaustion.

It was also this little bit of black green that made He Chuzhi feel for the first time that Gu Ziheng might not want his unserious appearance to be so improper.

"Have you seen enough, do you want me to come over and let you see it more clearly?"

He Chuzhi, who was discovered, didn't blush like other girls, and he didn't feel embarrassed, he just felt that he was having a convulsion just now, and he actually felt that this boss who owed so much was very handsome.

Through the white mist, He Chuzhi looked at the person opposite for two seconds before he said slowly: "No." Then he turned his gaze back to the boiling bottom of the pot. Seeing that the fat cow inside was almost ripe, He Chuzhi picked up the chopsticks and put them in, never thinking about waiting for Gu Ziheng to eat first.

Gu Ziheng didn't care about it, and then picked up the chopsticks and ate them in large pieces. The two faced their favorites, and there was no room for speech in their mouths at all, so they ate quietly the whole time, and even a little scary.

It wasn't until He Chuzhi put down the chopsticks that the two chatted a few words with each other.

"Not eating?"

"I've already had a meal. ”

Hearing the girl opposite mention this, Gu Ziheng remembered that there was such a thing. He took out a string of duck intestines from the pot and dipped it in some Dexianju's special sauce before putting it in his mouth and chewing it carefully. After he swallowed everything in his mouth, he spoke slowly, and his tone was still owed: "I can't see it, I can still eat so much." ”

He Chuzhi glanced at him and retorted: "It's your business." You can't see it, I thought people from wealthy families like you didn't like to eat hot pot. ”

Gu Ziheng, who was still fighting with all kinds of meat, heard what she said, and the chopsticks that were stretched out paused for a moment. But soon he recovered, chuckled, "The people of the rich are also people. ”

But before He Chuzhi could say anything, Gu Ziheng continued: "But...... It seems that there is no one around me who likes to eat hot pot, and my mother and my brother don't eat it. When I was a child, my grandmother took me to eat. But when I grew up, my grandmother would be old, and she couldn't eat these spicy and oily things anymore, and no one would come with me to eat anymore......"

After that, Gu Ziheng smiled, picked up the cold beer on the side and drank it. It seems to be reminding of the time when I used to eat hot pot with my grandmother.

He Chuzhi didn't expect him to tell him this, after all, he had only met him three times, and he wasn't even a friend, so he didn't know each other at all. But she hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "What about your friend?"

"They are all busy people, how can they have time. What's more, they prefer to go to a bar rather than eat hot pot. ”

"That'...... What about your girlfriends? Won't they eat with you?"