The young man shrugged his shoulders and a big smile broke into his face, "You guessed it, but right now, I don't know the name of my friend." ”

After speaking, when the fat cook was so angry that his eyes were about to bulge out, he walked towards Zhao Zimai and looked at his eyes with a smile, "Little brother Lin Songyao, dare to ask Brother Ren's surname?" ”

"Zhao Zimai, but, why do you want to help me?"

Lin Songyao looked at Zhao Zimai's surprised expression, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, as if they had known each other for a long time, "It's hard to buy a smile with a thousand dollars, a bowl of cherry meat is just a gesture." ”

***

When Zhao Zimai went back, several people had already eaten almost enough, except for a dish specially set aside for him by Baotian, there were only empty dishes left on the table. Mu Cripple had the four big words "satisfied" written on his face, and while drinking tea, he was chatting with Baotian Kan Dashan, but he was still talking about Maocheng.

When Zhao Zimai heard them mention the name of "Xu Chong", his heart still couldn't help but shake, so he picked up the chopsticks and forced himself to focus on the fragrant dish in front of him. However, he found that the food was not so appealing to him, especially when the cripple talked about that night again.

"There is no corpse, this is strange, we and those servants in the valley from dawn to dark, and from dark to dawn, have not found Xu Chong's body, can this corpse still grow wings and fly?"

"He's not a phantom butterfly, how can he grow wings?" Baotian answered.

"Could it be...... He's not dead? But if you fall from such a high place, even if you don't die, you have to be injured, how can you climb out of the valley with your bare hands? ”

"Unless ......" Baotian didn't say the second half of the sentence unless he was for a long time? It seems that even he himself does not believe the absurd idea that pops into his head.

"Unless he's rescued." Sang licked the little red juice off the corner of his mouth? He replied on his behalf without raising his head.

"Rescued?"

Mu Cripple and Baotian said these four words in unison, and at the same time? Zhao Zimai's wrist flicked? A piece of cherry meat caught in the tip of the chopsticks falls back onto the plate.

"Is there any other answer?" Sang casually glanced at the two of them, as if they were the stupidest pair of brothers in the world.

"Like...... It seems that there really isn't? But by whom did he save him? How could that man be so powerful? It can take Xu Chong out of the valley. ”

Sang sighed? He played with his chopsticks and spun them on the tips of his fingers, "I don't know, the wind and snow were too big that day?" Covering up all the smells? So I can't smell it, but if I think about it, it's not going to be a good kind. ”

If it says "not good", then it must not be good, right? Perhaps this is an understatement, right? It should be "fierce and evil".

So Mu Cripple and Baotian were silent, just when Zhao Zimai thought they were finally going to change the topic? Baotian suddenly raised his head again and asked, "What about Miss Ziyu?" She left alone? Did you go back to the South China Sea? ”

Sang glanced at Baotian? "Caring so much about her? What's the matter, do you have a crush on someone? ”

Baotian was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly turned red, brighter than cherry meat, he stood up with a "bang", and almost knocked over the chair behind him, "Where is it, I...... I...... I just think she's pathetic, and I really paid ...... wrong."

"Don't get excited, sit down, sit down, everyone else is looking at you." Mulberry patted the chair like a child, motioned for Baotian to sit down, and continued, "However, I advise you not to sink into the mud, because she should be gone now." ”

"Gone?" Baotian blinked, his shoulders suddenly drooped, and his voice became weak, "For...... Why? ”

"She gave Neidan to Xu Chong, how can a phantom butterfly that has lost Neidan fly out of the ice and snow?" Sang looked at Baotian, and a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly looked like a deflated ball.

"How much infatuation and bitterness in the world, the great immortal is right, Ziyu's mistakes, you don't have to repeat them." Zhao Zimai seemed to have finally diverted his attention from the dish in front of him, he patted the back of Baotian's hand, squeezed out a smile on his face, and comforted, "Don't be sad, I will definitely arrange a good family affair for you in the future, and find a girl who is in love with you to be your lady." ”

Baotian's mouth was deflated, and his voice became muffled because he was choked by force, "Thank you, Childe." ”

After speaking, he got up and walked outside the courtyard, and through the window, Zhao Zimai saw Baotian looking at the clear sky with his back to him, trying not to let the tears in his eyes flow.

"The first love is the most unforgettable." Mu Cripple summed up slowly, and was just about to finish the rest of the tea in the cup, when a whisper of excitement suddenly came from behind.

"It turns out that you are Lord Zhao, and you are the Lord Zhao who solved Xu Chong's case?"

Zifu's eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of light, and his voice trembled.

***

When they came out of the Wubi Pavilion, the sky was already full of stars, in fact, it was just dark when they finished eating, but when they left, Mu Cripple was attracted by the plate of exquisite dishes in the hands of the young man who ran the hall, so even though he had already left the table, he didn't want to leave, so he simply added a few more dishes. In addition, Baotian was not in a good mood, and after eating a few glasses of wine with Mu Cripple, he fainted, and pulled Zhao Zimai to talk nonsense for a long time, so they gloriously became the last guests of the Wubi Pavilion.

Baotian rarely eats and drinks, so he was so drunk that he couldn't stand steadily, and he was almost dragged out of the gate by Zhao Zimai. Sang disliked the smell of alcohol from him and Mu Cripple, so he walked far ahead of them, walked a few steps, and saw that several people did not follow, so he had to stop and look behind.

It saw a scene that made it cry and laugh: Zhao Zimai was bent over by Baotian, and he was almost on his knees on the ground, and he had to pull Mu Cripple who was dancing with one hand.

That look is really pitiful.

Sang sighed, turned back, put Baotian's arm on his shoulder, and rescued Zhao Zimai from the predicament.

"Thank you." He gasped and thanked it, while not forgetting to explain to himself, "Don't look at this kid is small, covered in fine flesh, and very heavy. ”

"It's better to say that I'm weak." Sang Ding said a word, and walked forward like a fly, Baotian was almost pulled off the ground by it, only the toes were still rubbing against the ground, making a rustling sound.

But after walking like this for a while, it suddenly stopped and turned sideways to look at the Wubi Pavilion behind it.

The lights have now been turned off, and the shadows of this popular restaurant during the day are like a small hillside, almost melting into the endless night.