Chapter 132: The noodles are delicious
"Ahh
Another exclamation.
It's not Qin Guanglin, it's not anything, it's the dead waiter in the computer, who couldn't help but scream when he stepped on his fingers.
Qin Guanglin was secretly looking at He Xiao's little feet, and when he heard the voice, he couldn't help but look up at the computer, and suddenly looked confused.
The blood on the waiter's neck spurted out for a long time, why did he stand up again?!
"Look, the foreplay of the first twenty minutes is just for this moment." Why don't you take your chin and tapped the direction of the computer, "Now is the main play." ”
"Reversed, so you like to watch this." Qin Guanglin looked a little seriously.
The three men and the waiter were in a group, in order to trick the fourth person they had invited, who was a rich man, and the rich man panicked when he saw the dead man, and heard one of them say that he could spend money to settle the matter, and when he was about to pay for it, he accidentally stepped on the waiter's finger, which made their trap leak.
The plan was declared bankrupt.
"It's a bit of a routine." Qin Guanglin saw that the screen was black, shook his head and said, "That's it......"
Before he finished speaking, the screen lit up again.
Night.
Restaurant.
The four of them sat together and prepared to eat.
A rich man dressed as a waiter brings the meal to the table and then smiles at the camera.
……
The second half of the words were swallowed back by Qin Guanglin, and the ending scene was too bright.
"Interesting, right?" Why ask.
"Well, that's good." Qin Guanglin nodded.
The routine of wanting to promote and suppress first, the first half is boring like holding urine, and the end is reversed and sprinkled happily, which is decent, and can only be said to be a little eye-catching.
The final scene of the key is like trembling after a painful finish...... Eh, that's very comfortable.
The finishing touches are on.
"Have you touched enough?" Why don't you ask again.
“……”
"Let's go, let's run."
He was satisfied and climbed down from the bed to turn off the computer, looked back, walked to the side of the bed and wiped the oil, and when he gritted his teeth and hit him, he slipped out and brought the door, "Change your clothes." ”
He snorted and waved his fist at the door, why couldn't help laughing, stood up and took off his nightdress, looked down at his body, and showed a hint of smugness between his eyebrows.
Hmph, starve him to death.
After changing into sportswear and going out to the downstairs, the crescent moon hung in the sky, the evening breeze was light, not as hot as the previous two days, and there was the coolness of a summer night.
"Do you want to run a little more? I think it's enough to run to the stone bridge in front of me and back again. Qin Guanglin tried to bargain, "It's not a competition, just run away." ”
"Do you want to touch it again?" Why don't you lean on his shoulder and ask with a smile.
"I think an hour is very appropriate."
Qin Guanglin nodded firmly, "It's half past eight, run until nine o'clock and return, and then run back." ”
"So what are you waiting for?"
Why don't you look left and right, pick up the small branch you threw there last night from the base of the wall, and twitch it lightly behind his back, "Let's go!" ”
"You keep up, too."
The two of them ran forward one after the other, on the street at night, by the dim street lamp.
……
Ramen restaurant.
Sun Wen grunted and blew off half a bottle of beer, then slammed it on the table and burped.
Before the noodles were served, there was already an empty bottle on the table, and this was the second bottle.
Somehow after work, I returned to my previous residence in a trance in the car, and when I reached out to touch the key, I remembered that he didn't live there anymore.
He had already moved out in the middle of the night on Saturday, and that house had nothing to do with him anymore.
Touching his stomach and turning his head to look around, Sun Wen gritted his teeth.
It's boring.
What should you be doing now?
Quarrel...... Or watch Korean dramas with her.
It's not bad to think about it, at least I can quarrel a little, but now I don't have to quarrel if I want to.
He shook his head and laughed, and held up the remaining half bottle of Goodoo and drank it, "Boss, take another bottle of beer." ”
"Don't drink too much." The proprietress came over with beer and put it on the table, and couldn't help but remind her.
The one-meter-nine big man sat in his own store and poured wine, looking a little worried, if he drank too much, it would be a lot of trouble.
"Don't worry, I'm drinking."
Sun Wen didn't care, didn't take the beer wrench she handed over, and took the chopsticks to pry at the mouth of the bottle.
Bang!
The beer lid flew high.
That's what I want... Sun Wen threw the chopsticks aside, and took two more mouthfuls.
Tilting his head and opening his mouth to breathe a sigh of relief, seeing that the proprietress was still looking at him when he sat back in her seat, he smiled, "It's too hot in summer, so I have to drink two bottles of beer to relieve the heat." ”
Half a bottle of belly, the steaming hand-rolled noodles have been served on the table, Sun Wen dug a spoonful of chili peppers and threw them in, poured vinegar and stirred it, snoring and began to eat.
Smooth, smooth.
The taste is very good, and it is much stronger than the noodle restaurant downstairs in the previous rented place.
"Your chili is delicious." After eating, he wiped his mouth and praised the proprietress, "The noodles are also good, fragrant." ”
"I've been doing it for many years, and I can't even learn his noodle making skills." The proprietress laughed and turned the praise on the chubby boss next to her.
"Hey, I have an exclusive knack for kneading dough that others can't learn."
The boss's proud eyebrows were raised, and every time someone praised him for the delicious noodles he made, he would show this happy look, "If you like it, you will come often." ”
"Well, I'll be back tomorrow." Sun Wen nodded, raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of wine, and took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, "How much?" ”
"Three bottles of beer, a bowl of noodles, twenty-one pieces."
"Give."
Handing the money to the proprietress, Sun Wen packed his wallet and turned around and went out to the street, stopped and looked left and right, thought for a moment that there was nothing to do, and simply returned to the hotel.
I haven't found a house to rent yet, so I can only stay in a hotel temporarily and wait for the weekend to think about renting.
The hotel is much more comfortable than renting, the hygiene is cleaned, the bed sheets are changed, but the noise outside in the middle of the night is too noisy, which is easy to make people lose sleep.
Lying on the bed and stretching his body into a large shape, Sun Wen closed his eyes and lay quietly for a while, then got up and went to the table to turn on the computer, intending to play two games.
It's good that no one occupies the computer to watch Korean dramas, just play if you want.
The computer is turned on, and the screen is a photo of two people, sitting at the dinner table and hugging each other, smiling happily.
It seems that when they first rented a house together, he made a big table of dinner to celebrate, and the two of them took a photo before eating.
Sun Wen frowned, opened the picture folder and planned to replace it, but there were hundreds of pictures in the picture folder, and at a glance, they were all group photos and single photos of the two of them.
"Snort."
He looked at the photos with a mocking smile, pressed the keyboard to clear it, looked at the confirmation box on it and hesitated, clicked cancel, and then opened the photos and looked at them.
One by one, all memories.
It's all memories from a year ago, or even earlier, and very few photos have been taken in the past year.
Did it start so early......
Sun Wen was stunned at the screen, her fingers slid lightly on the mouse wheel, the face in the photo was enlarged little by little, and the smile between her eyebrows became clearer and clearer.
Gradually, that eye filled the entire screen, and he was still sliding the wheel, zooming in and out and zooming in and out again.
When zoomed in, only a mosaic remains.
"Hey." Sun Wen smiled at the screen, this piece of flowers was green, just like the paint he colored.
Leaning back to look farther away, he forgot that under his ass was not a company chair, but a quadrangular stool.
Bang!
Crash!
"Grass!"
A string of people flipped on their backs, and the power cord pulled the computer and fell on him.
The room was quiet again.
As if he was tired, he exhaled softly, lying on the floor and not wanting to move again.