"Who else?" Song Yingchen asked, instantly on guard, "Lei Xiaobao?" ”

He Chong shook his head mysteriously.

"Who's that?" He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his erect shoulders plummeted slightly.

He Chong looked at his watch and looked like he was in control: "A beautiful woman, you know, guess." ”

Song Yingchen frowned and thought about it, unable to be sure.

"I can't guess. There are so many beautiful women around you, there are crowds, how do I know which one. As he spoke, he squeezed his eyes at Chiba, thinking that the spearhead of the joke was finally directed towards He Chong.

"I'm sorry to go to the bathroom."

Unexpectedly, Chiba's face suddenly sank, and he got up and left his seat. Both of them sensed that she was a little displeased, and they all put away their indecent faces and looked at each other.

Seeing her back go away, He Chong turned his head and complained to Song Yingchen: "What are you talking nonsense, look, she's not happy." ”

"Did I say something wrong?" Song Yingchen didn't know why.

"Friends, why don't you help say something nice, why mention those. Chiba is no matter how rough she is, but after all, she is a woman, and she can't stop her when the vinegar comes up. ”

"Vinegar strength...... What, she likes you? Song Yingchen wasn't sure if He Chong was conveying this meaning, so he said tentatively.

"Don't like me, do you like you?" He Chong ridiculed, and the heart of victory and defeat was wanton, "She and I have experienced life and death, and we live in the same room every day, can we not fall in love for a long time." ”

"Then you ...... her too"

"yes, I'll graciously admit that I like her." When He Chong said this, there was a hint of provocation.

Song Yingchen was stunned, not that Chiba liked He Chong, but that He Chong also liked her. In my impression, this flamboyant young master has a rich love history, and the girls around him are all sexy and hot, with outstanding appearances, and there has never been a type like Chiba.

Of course, having this reaction does not mean that he looks down on Chiba, on the contrary, he also thinks that Chiba is indeed a good girl. But good is not only beauty, beauty is not only about appearance, but also includes poetic feelings, romantic and elegant temperament, and so on. There are hundreds of good things in Chiba, but if he wants to say which one meets He Chong's standard, he can't think of it for the time being.

"Then I should congratulate you!" He picked up the cup and touched it with He Chong, and reminded him solemnly, "But don't bully her, Chiba is a good girl, your young master must put away her style, and you must never hurt her." ”

"Salty and don't worry about eating radish, envy it......" He Chong drank all the wine, shook Erlang's leg proudly, and suddenly the mobile phone lit up, and when he looked at it, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Here comes your gift."

……

Chiba stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and her mood was extremely complicated.

He Chong's intention, Song Yingchen's intention, made her a not too fresh fish, and she was stiffly fried in their conversation about the past.

But He Chong has a sentence that makes her feel like a great enemy - Song Yingchen likes to be ambiguous. This is clearly a kind of warning, warning her that those moments when she intersected with Song Yingchen, whether it was raising the sail or raining in her heart, whether she was about to move or hesitated, it was just wishful thinking.

Of course, the problem can't be attributed to Song Yingchen, the inferiority complex determines that this unrequited love starts from her hot head, and it must stop after she wakes up. The faith that was pitifully hoarded and finally hoarded was now like a wind blowing up dust, flying and dancing, with nowhere to go.

"Yes, he was like that to everyone, thoughtful and meticulous, warm and warm, nothing else."

After washing her face twice, she warned herself not to be cranky, let alone whimsical. The behavior just now is rude, and it is better to go out as if you don't know anything and don't mind, so as not to embarrass the party.

After tidying up a little and practicing her smile in the mirror repeatedly, she went straight back to her seat, only to find that there was one more person.

It was a woman, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with shoulder-length short hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and all her gestures showed intellect and elegance. She was hugging He Chong, and her intimacy and joy seemed to have been lost for a long time.

"Chiba, come, introduce you." Seeing her come back, Song Yingchen immediately got up and walked out of her seat.

The woman looked back at her with a smile.

Three seconds, a short and long three, she saw the other person's face clearly.

It was a just right face, each with a calm complexion, and together it had a special charm, not vulgar or abrupt, like a collection of essays with a simple design and exquisite texture. A British-style suit is less fancy, but it is more healthy and natural, and the sun is positive. The gold wire glasses are not old-fashioned, but have a kind of style based on wisdom, which does not affect the fact that she is a beauty. The intelligence and independence revealed by the elegant makeup is exactly the style that a reader should have, and if you don't open your mouth, you know that the confidence is supported by knowledge, rather than relying on superficial modifications.

"God, this is the so-called belly with poetry and books." She sighed secretly, and at the same time felt good.

Of course, she was also thoroughly looked at by the other party, but not the kind of suspicious, frightened, and annoying gaze. Looking at her eyes, they were warm and inclusive, not sweet or greasy, and she couldn't help but want to take the initiative to take off her guard and deliver trust.

"You're Chiba, and you've finally met a real person. I'm Amy, and I've often heard Song Yingchen mention you. The woman said kindly.

She was slightly stunned, just now she clearly saw the woman hugging He Chong intimately, but the other party started a dialogue with her in the name of Song Yingchen.

"Chiba, Amy is my girlfriend." Song Yingchen walked and grabbed Amy's hand, as if to remind her "You are distracted".

At this moment, she felt that the whole person had floated into outer space, unable to touch the top or land, and did not land like a piece of paper.

"You, hello ......"

She said, but she couldn't hear her voice clearly, only heard a thunderclap, and couldn't help but look out the window. And at this moment, the moon and stars are sparse, and the weather is very good.

He Chong on the side showed a subtle expression that was not easy to detect.

"I'm so glad to see you, I heard that you helped take care of Yingchen's fracture last time, thank you so much." Amy's friendly outstretched hand was fair, delicate and slender.

She unconsciously took Amy's hand, her eyes not knowing where to go.

"You're welcome."

"Your hands are so cold, are you wearing less?" Amy asked like a sister, her caring look had nothing to do with hypocrisy.

"Just washed my hands and came out, sorry." She replied, feeling her voice even more muddled and rough.

Perhaps because the restaurant was constantly spinning in the air, she felt that the air was thin and she could not breathe, and her brain was in a mess. Looking at the three people in front of him, they were all smiling sincerely, as if they were going to say words of blessing to her like "Merry Christmas" in the next second.

Only no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fold and contract her facial features, her eardrums drummed with the pulse, and she felt a pain in her heart.

"Order, what do you want to eat?" Amy's voice is as clear and graceful as a lark, and it blends seamlessly with the piano accompaniment in the dining room.

Only He Chong noticed her strangeness, and quietly leaned over, full of hesitation that wanted to comfort but didn't know how to speak.

"Chiba, what do you like to eat?" Amy asked, but she turned a deaf ear.

Amy was a little embarrassed, looked at Song Yingchen, and patiently asked a second time.

"Chiba, what do you want to eat?"

He Chong secretly stepped on her feet, and she withdrew from the "open" state.

"I'll do whatever I want, you can order it." She replied in a tone similar to that of a sick and feeble one.

"Chiba likes to eat braised chicken." Song Yingchen quipped, not noticing her discomfort at all.

"What kind of yellow braised chicken in an Italian restaurant, I hate it." Amy said with disgust, laughing and revealing her intimacy with him.

She no longer has the mental capacity to listen to them, and every word they say is openly or quietly in love and flirtatious.

She was an outsider in the brotherhood between He Chong and Song Yingchen just now, but now she has become a stranger in the relationship between Song Yingchen and Amy, and she doesn't even know why she is sitting here and what she is doing here. There is a pair of lovers at this table who look like they are talented men and women, and they are a first-class match in terms of talent and economy. There is also an even more remarkable rich young master, who looks out of the window, and half of the industry in the entire city belongs to his family......

And she's just a girl who came out of a welfare home and was close to being an orphan. If this restaurant is a forest, and the people at each table represent different rare birds and beasts, then He Chong and the three of them are the high-level animals at the top of the food chain. She's at the end of the lower end, not even a herbivore, as small as an ant.

She wanted to get up and say to everyone, "I'm leaving, it's not very comfortable, you eat slowly, don't worry about me, I'm really fine, I'm sorry for sweeping your interest, I don't blame you for not being productive", but her legs seemed to be tied with lead and couldn't move.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Amy gently using her thumb pad to stick the mark of red wine on Song Yingchen's lips, and Song Yingchen was like a young beast that handed himself over, happily enjoying the love from Amy's half girlfriend and half mother.

Suddenly, she felt something touch her waist, like a snake hovering between her body and her back. So he straightened his back and straightened his back, and his whole body tensed.

He Chong looked at her, his eyes burning and reverent, and a hand was quietly and unmaliciously placed behind her - he wanted to hold her.

This time it actually revived her paralyzed limbs, and all kinds of functions seemed to be restarted, and she stood up at once.

The three of them were stunned by her sudden move.

"I'm sorry I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

She said this fluently and even resolutely, and without waiting for everyone to open her mouth, she strode out.

"What's wrong with her?" Amy asked, confused.

"I'll take a look." Song Yingchen immediately got up, but at this moment, He Chong pressed him down with a palm, and then, without any explanation, grabbed the gift and chased him out in the direction where Chiba left.

The moment the elevator door was about to close, he stopped it.

"Chiba wait......" He chased into the car, and when he saw that there was another person besides Chiba, he pushed the man out, "You sit down." ”

The elevator descended, and Chiba turned her head to the side and remained silent.

"Angry?" He asked, and handed over the gift from Song Yingchen, "You haven't taken the gift they gave you, ......?"

Chiba took it, only to feel a sour feeling in his nasal cavity.

"You said you were going to give him a big gift, and it was Amy, right?"