Time is ticking by.

The sun is scorching, and it still makes people feel hot and uncomfortable, but here in the tea restaurant, it feels cool, followed by the cool air, which is the enthusiasm of the proprietress who can melt the snow.

Of course, the enthusiasm of the proprietress of this shop is not like the dog sun, but rather the warm sun of winter, which makes you feel warm in your heart when you see it.

Win sick themselves and they feel unusually comfortable, both in the environment and in their smiles.

Of course, this is also because of the ruthlessness and power that Win Sick has brought to people before. Originally, the men who were squatting on the side of the road to eat and standing and smoking did not dare to show their lustful eyes anymore, and greedily glanced at Weng Meiling and Sister Xiaofeng and their girls, but like a quail egg, they cowered and hid away.

Xu Xiaofeng pursed his lips and chuckled, although he had been away for more than three months, the accident and experience had changed him a little, but he had not changed a little bit, the restrained arrogance, the self-confidence in his bones, the difference between self-confidence and arrogance, but there was a world of difference, there was no doubt that he was not arrogant, his self-confidence seemed to be the sign of this man's soul, as the soul flowed into the blood and infiltrated every inch of bone marrow, as well as his amazing domineering.

Winning the disease is like the most ordinary nuclear element, it is inconspicuous to throw it aside, but as long as it is ignited, it is the power of the sky, the combination of low-key and dazzling is so seamless, I believe that there is only the man in front of him, Xu Xiaofeng's eyes are a little more admiring.

Xu Xiaofeng didn't expect that he was the little gangster who was chased and killed at the beginning, unkempt and dirty, and only had a pair of sharp eyes that made people remember. It was she who helped him escape at a critical moment, and she had already forgotten about it, but she didn't expect that because she won the disease, she would still remember it and pay a high salary

High contract to invite yourself not to say. also created a big album for himself, this is a time that Xu Xiaofeng didn't expect at all, if he hadn't reminded Xu Xiaofeng just now, he wouldn't have recognized anyone.

With a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, he first took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, picked up a plate of dishes made of tofu, bamboo shoots, lotus seeds and other green vegetables and put it in his mouth, and suddenly felt a burst of fragrance spread in his mouth. The tofu tastes as smooth and delicious as fish, and it is hard to swallow.

"Good taste." Win the illness has put down the chopsticks. Seeing that the winner had already done it, the others were no longer restrained, and they picked up chopsticks and tasted them. Leslie Cheung, Weng Meiling and others are purely tasting.

At this time, all the people who showed the knife just now dispersed, but the tavern that was empty before quickly became lively.

The young ladies watching nearby looked at Ying Sick's calm face, their faces flashed a little confused, and there was a trace of pious worship. After the small bosses of the business premises in the alley were too shocked, they also looked scared and happy, fortunately they didn't say anything to tease Weng Meiling and them.

Weng Meiling's eyes revealed not only surprise, but even the adoration of the girl, and began to look at Ying Sick Self, how to see how handsome and how temperamental, and now to see Win Sick Self, how to look cooler than before, how to be more handsome than before.

Cold and calm. The slender and tall Ying Sick has occasionally glanced around, and his unshakable momentum makes the nearby diners avoid their eyes.

After a polite greeting and introduction. We already know each other.

Leslie Cheung commented in an admiring tone: "Brother Sick, you are so powerful, you were really majestic just now." ”

The little secretary Jin Raojian has already been subdued by Win Sick, and there are only small stars twinkling in his eyes. Looking at winning the disease, he has eaten and added vegetables.

As for Dasha or the same, sitting there with a big mouthful, he should eat and drink.

On the dinner table. I don't want to say much about the food and the disease.

Clink glasses and drink, pick up chopsticks and eat vegetables.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was half-full, and began to slow down their eating and chatted with each other.

Picked up the wine on the table, took a few sips leisurely, raised his glass, and then drank it slowly, with a comfortable face, obviously very satisfied with the wine in this tea restaurant. Leslie Cheung saw that he wanted to drink too, so he was a little anxious, and raised his head to drink all the wine in the cup. But soon he felt his throat burn and his face burned. "What kind of wine is this?" Leslie Cheung asked, sticking out his tongue.

"Haaha." Ying Zhiji smiled softly, shook his head, and took another sip of wine, his expression enjoying it.

Once upon a time, the amount of alcohol was not weak, and in this life he likes to drink, Xu Xiaofeng mixed in bars and other places in his early years, and he has long practiced the ability to drink. So he simply drank with Xu Xiaofeng. Leslie Cheung took the lead, Jin Raojian and Dasha couldn't drink because of their duties, and Weng Meiling was still young. Only Xu Xiaofeng was drinking heartily, and said to Ying Zhiji arrogantly: "Good boy, come and continue drinking, I haven't met a drinking friend like you for a long time." ”

So after more than a dozen glasses of spirits, his head was still sober, and Xu Xiaofeng was only drunk, but he talked a lot. Speaking of the ups and downs of these years, it is a little embarrassing, this person who is called a palace-level big sister by the music critics has had a bumpy life, but now the rain has finally passed, and his career has entered an upward period.

The cups are staggered.

However, Weng Meiling sat down with Ying Sick curiously, picked up the tea and drank it gurgling, and after a while, the full tea bottomed out. At this moment, seeing that the two of them were drinking for a long time, they couldn't help but go over and watch. "What are you sitting down here for?" Seeing Huang Rong sitting here, he couldn't help frowning.

"This wine is not for you." Win the sick and persuade yourself.

"Sister Xiaofeng can drink it, why can't I drink it?" Weng Meiling was unconvinced.

Weng Meiling and Xu Xiaofeng knew each other halfway, because they had never been around here, it was really troublesome to find a record company that won the disease, so Xin met Weng Meiling, perhaps because of the personalities of the two people, they were born to meet each other, and the two naturally got together, followed Weng Meiling, the local snake, all the way here, I wanted to have a full meal, and then go to the record company to report, but I didn't expect this to happen, and I also met the rescue of the boss of the record company, and they are still old acquaintances.

Therefore, no matter what, Xu Xiaofeng cherishes Weng Meiling, she is not an old antique, the corners of her mouth raised a chuckle, and she let out a hearty laugh: "Drink it, drink it, it's okay, let her drink it, how do you know what it tastes like if you haven't experienced it." ”

Ying Sick picked up the wine glass on the table, poured it into his throat suddenly, smiled and said no more.

Weng Meiling saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and suddenly felt that her mouth and face were hot, and she felt bad all over, so she hurriedly ate a bite of the dish, and shouted in her mouth: "It's so spicy." ”

"You know, I'm scared." Win the illness and laugh lightly, Leslie Cheung saw that there were others who were as embarrassed as himself, and laughed happily, Weng Meiling glared and glared, and he still laughed to himself.

Looking at the two of them, a strange look flashed imperceptibly in his eyes, speaking of which, both of them are the same people, and they have the same disease. are all rare real stars of that era, and they have a large number of loyal fans who have followed them for a lifetime. At 18:41 on April 1, 03, the desperate Leslie Cheung jumped from the window on the 16th floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Central and reluctantly ended his 46-year-old blooming life. Qiao Huang Rong and Weng Meiling also died due to gas poisoning. The life of a flower withers at its most beautiful time.

As fate would have it, I didn't expect these two people to meet at this time.

Win the illness and said silently: "In this case, there are no more regrets in this life, you all have to give me a good life and a good life to work hard for me, ha!" (To be continued......)