CHAPTER XXVIII

The weather in Paris isn't great, but a whole bunch of European-style buildings look even more mysterious in the fog. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Some of them are hiding, some of them are soaring into the sky. At least, that's what it seems.

After getting off the plane, Song Ze gathered his coat, Du Ming took out a hat woven with cat ears and put it on her, Song Ze was stunned and found that he was also wearing a bear ear on his head. "How's it going, it's warm?" he raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "Yueyue weaves." ”

Song Ze looked at the man's happy face and said with a smile: "Vice She, I'm really not used to you like this." ”

"What's wrong?" Du Ming asked, looking at her.

"Silly. After Song Ze finished with a smile, he walked to the place where he picked up his suitcase.

Du Ming looked at her back from behind, showing a meaningful smile, Song Ze, she was much more cheerful than before. Originally, she was a budding daisy, with a low-key posture revealing the shyness of youth, and now she is a proud rose, with bright red colors, which make people unconsciously focus on her.

Who would have thought that after many years, this girl would become so glorious!

At the airport in City B, Fang Ke was sitting in the waiting hall, flipping through a newspaper he had just bought, looking at a pair of leather shoes parked in front of him, he looked up, noticed the woman next to him, raised his eyebrows and joked: "What, still bring your family?" Anna blushed when she heard his ridiculous tone, but muttered in her heart: Hey, who is this guy's family and who is unlucky.

Ji Qinnan automatically ignored his words and took out a ticket to him, "Now that you can go over, you can catch up by changing your clothes." ”

Fang Ke took it, folded the newspaper and put it next to it, "Thank you." Then lift the suitcase and walk in front. Ji Qinnan followed him, Anna glanced at the suitcase in front of him, stuck out her tongue at his back, made a grimace, and pulled one with one hand to follow.

Fang Yi walked outside the laboratory, tucked his gloves into his white coat, rubbed his eyebrows, opened his hand to cover his face and slowly slid down, revealing his eyes, looking into the distance, and sighed.

There was a mountain in the distance, but it was covered by fog, and it looked like it didn't know how high it was. He squinted, and those mist turned into beauties, smiling frequently, with affection, and gradually became clear, it was He Xiaowan's face, her face was full of tears, and she said sorry to him. He couldn't help but reach out to touch her face and wipe away her tears. Reaching out was blank.

The stones on the wall of the heart fell, rippling and full of regret.

"Fang Yi—" The mentor called out to him behind him, he took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out and put it in his mouth, then took a lighter and lit it, the scarlet of the cigarette tail turned into a white mist and merged into the air.

"Say, boy, what's wrong with you?" the mentor sat down next to him, inhaling sharply, and exhaling a string of smoke rings.

Fang Yi withdrew his hand a little embarrassed and pursed his lips, "It's okay." ”

The mentor pushed him, ruffian, "Tell me honestly, are you out of love?"

"So obvious?" he blurted out, looking at him, reacting that he turned his gaze away and didn't speak.

The tutor took the last puff, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it, stood up, spit out a string of white mist, and pulled him, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat." ”

"Huh, where are you going?"

In a hot pot restaurant at the back door of Minghu University, Fang Yi looked speechlessly at the instructor in the pot while holding the oil dish in front of him. He ordered a lot of dishes, pressed them all down with a spoon, and caught a glimpse of his expression, "Don't dislike it, let me tell you, this hot pot near the school is the best." You're from the north, and you certainly haven't eaten authentic. ”

Fang Yi: "......"

Mentor: "Eh, waiter, give me a draft beer." ”

Fang Yi looked around, it did seem that business was doing well here, the mist of the hot pot boiling, the noise of the people, laughter, and all kinds of sounds. As he was looking, his vision was obscured by a glass of beer, and when he looked over, the tutor raised his eyebrows. He took it, took a sip, and placed it on the table.

Here, the tutor picked out the cooked duck intestines and put them in the bowl in front of him. Then he picked some to eat, and said as he ate, "You say, we usually study this kind of internal organs, that kind of capillaries, at the dinner table, a bite of things, swallowing the stomach, nothing." ”

Fang Yi paused and ate.

The tutor kept serving him food, and then he ate and drank while nagging. also pulled Fang Yi to drink with him, but after a while, both of them had crimson cheeks. However, one eye is still shining, and the other is confused.

"Do you say that you have a crush on someone in our academy?" Xiao Hong, Qin Yue?" the tutor finished a glass of beer, said the names of a few goddesses recognized by the biology academy, and then poked his head out, "Waiter, bring some draft beer." ”

"No," Fang Yi half-squinted, "She's a political academy." ”

"Who?"

"He Xiaowan. Fang Yi had no idea that he was being led step by step by his mentor.

"What's wrong with her, you're so upset?"

She ...... She got married. "Yes, she's married, so I'm so sad.

"Is it because of this? Not because of anything else?"

Anything else? By the way, "She hugged me the day before she got married, so I was fine." ”

"Are you complaining that she didn't tell you?"

"Yes, why did she treat me like a fool?" Fang Yi hugged the empty cup, lay on the table, stared at the bubbles underneath and shouted in a low voice.

The mentor smiled knowingly, took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl, and asked casually, "Fang Yi, what do you think love is?"

"Love...... Love is love. Fang Yi moved his head as soon as he said a word, propped up his head, put the piece of meat in his mouth and chewed it, and swallowed it.

"How does the heart taste?"

"Huh?"

"The one you ate. ”

"Didn't pay attention. ”

"That's right, you eat your heart, but you don't know what it tastes like. Even if you get her heart, how do you know what's going on in her heart?" the mentor held the cup in one hand, and the wine in the cup shook out foam, and it shook dazzlingly.

“...... What do you mean?" Fang Yi froze.

"Meaning," the guru suddenly approached, lowering his voice, "you don't know if her heart is with you. After saying that, he retreated to his original position and patted her on the shoulder, "Boy, you still have a chance." ”

"But ......"

The tutor raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, "Marriage can be divorced." If she wants to. ”

Before Fang Yi could think about it, a feeling of nausea came out, and he hurriedly got up and ran to the bathroom, vomiting. After vomiting, he sobered up a lot, he turned on the faucet, patted the cold water on his face, pulled the paper to dry, looked at himself in the mirror with messy hair and unshaven beard, combed his hair, and went out.

If you don't understand what's going on in her mind, why don't you find out?

Back in place, the mentor was already lying on the table, the pot was still boiling, making a gurgling sound. He had no choice but to find a waiter to settle the bill, and then helped the tutor back to school.