Chapter 130: The Driver Escapes
The butterfly on this side let out a long sigh at this time, and finally broke the siege.
She glanced at Zhuang Yousheng and couldn't help but be very grateful, thinking: Didn't he say that he didn't drink while driving? I didn't expect that in order to block my glass of wine, I didn't even care about driving, and I should thank others for their kindness.
I didn't know how to thank people for a while, and my mind was full of trouble.
I always feel that today is a favor owed to him, butterflies are used to not wanting to owe others, if you owe it, you have to pay it back, and now you have to find an excuse to leave the table quickly.
Suddenly, she received a phone call, it was a call from Liao Yingchen, and the butterfly hurriedly said a few words, in fact, Liao Yingchen wanted to ask the butterfly to meet when he was free, and the butterfly should be fast.
After hanging up the phone, he said to Lin Motian apologetically: "Teacher Lin, I'm really sorry, there is something at home, I have to leave quickly." ”
Lin Motian was surprised when he heard it and said, "What's so urgent?" ”
Butterfly made up a lie improvised and said, "My Aunt Gao is here, she is near my house, and she is looking for me for something." As he spoke, his heart was pounding.
Lin Motian had a secretive expression, this naturally couldn't be stopped, so he said, "Okay, you go back quickly." ”
The butterfly seemed to be relieved, dragging the bag and getting down from the table, all the men were stunned when they saw her leaving, and Lin Motian explained: "Xiao He has something at home, so I have to go first." ”
The butterfly ran out as soon as he slipped through the smoke, and stopped the car on the other side of the road, and glanced at it to find that Zhuang Yousheng's figure also appeared at the door of the hotel, and the butterfly was afraid of being seen by him, so he hurriedly turned into a small road.
The footsteps were in a hurry, and I didn't know which direction I was heading, anyway, I made a few turns to stop the car on another road. She really didn't want to see anyone at this table.
After Zhuang Yousheng drank the glass of wine for the butterfly, he returned to his seat. Naturally, he noticed that the men at the table were looking at him with a hostile and suspicious gaze, and he didn't care what they thought.
Anyway, he always thinks that it is not a gentleman's demeanor for a group of you to besiege a girl and pour wine.
Seeing the butterflies being besieged left and right, he was going to come out to stop him anyway, even if it was other girls, he would stand up, let alone butterflies.
Soon after he sat down, he saw the butterfly slipping away, and he smiled to himself: it's time to find a reason to leave, it's not too stupid after all, if you sit down like this again, these men will drink too much and know what kind of mess will happen.
But thinking that he didn't even have time to say a word to her one night, he was a little reluctant in his heart, so he hurriedly got up and said goodbye.
Lin Motian didn't think much about it, he also knew a thing or two about this Zhuang Yousheng's temper, he had always been relatively cold, and he was able to come to drink a glass of water and wine today, purely because of his old face, and the people next to him probably didn't move him.
So I didn't deliberately keep it.
Zhuang Yousheng originally wanted to catch up with the butterfly, and if needed, he could give her a ride. The glass of wine just now was really nothing to him, but when he went out, he found that it was empty outside.
Standing on the side of the street, I can't help but feel a little empty.
Butterfly never expected that Liao Yingchen would call her and ask for an appointment. Since the last time we met, a few months have passed, and in the past few months, she has been busy reliving the old relationship with the diving bird, almost forgetting all the people and so on.
Originally, I was a little reluctant to meet Liao Yingchen, but over the years, the two girls have had some indescribable feelings between them, and this feeling is like the two sides are pulling on opposite sides, gradually pulling away from each other's intimacy.
But after all, Liao Yingchen's once-in-a-lifetime phone call was an accident to rescue the butterfly, and the butterfly was like an ant on a hot pot at that time, which undoubtedly became a lifesaver, and he accepted it without thinking about it: Okay.
But Butterfly really wants to know how this Liao Yingchen has been like all these years? What did you do when you returned home?
This weekend, she didn't go to the diving bird to ask for a computer, the computer was completely forgotten, anyway, the diving bird said that the computer had recovered, and it didn't matter when she moved back, so she got her instrument straightened up, put on a beautiful coat, and went out. Liao Yingchen made an appointment to meet her at a coffee shop in the afternoon.
This café is in a trendy yet quiet place. The surrounding area is a quiet and elegant community, and behind the white-walled courtyard is a phoenix-tailed forest, where the dragon is quiet and quiet. Pedestrians on the road have become very light.
The early winter afternoon is a bit hazy, but it adds to the quiet atmosphere.
The butterfly paid and got out of the car, and along the way, the driver stepped on the accelerator and disappeared like a ghost. I can't help but think: Sure enough, people who have gone abroad are so high-quality places they choose.
Look at the house number, No. 65 Yuguang Road, and then it's only about 50 meters away.
She had always been a very punctual person, and she knew that the time seemed to be early, so she slowed down even more.
She rarely comes here, although she grew up in the magic capital since she was a child, but many places in the magic capital are really unfamiliar, and the city has been continuously rebuilt and renovated over the years, and everywhere seems to be reborn from the crystal magic box, and suddenly there is a time and space separation.
In the past, there didn't seem to be so many stores here, but there was demand where there were people.
These stores are relatively small, small doors, but the inside is very deep at a glance, trance figures drifting, hidden things, and the decoration is very elegant, almost each store has its own style.
And each store does not know whether it is to pursue differentiation, or to show the taste of the owner, to design as much as possible, secretly compared, this unintentionally has achieved the unique taste of the whole street, and it looks like a performance art.
For a pastry, the butterfly glanced at the price outside the door casually, and couldn't help smacking his tongue, asking for forty or fifty yuan a bowl.
Knowing that the consumption here is not mediocre, it also tests whether the customer's belt is also rich in connotation.
Thinking about it, I don't know how much this cup of coffee will be worth for a while?
The people sitting in it are also elegant, and drinking a cup of tea is like tasting holy water.
Let the butterfly suddenly suddenly, the people of this city have become so elegant, and the country's promotion of education in recent years is a remarkable achievement. There is a little bit of rebirth, which is really praiseworthy, and finally you can see the demeanor of the state of etiquette. I'm a big country, how can I let those blue-eyed and golden-retrieved guys look down on me?
But thinking that if I don't have time to go to work every day, I look unkempt, and my wife is too embarrassed.