Chapter 307: You Feed the Cat
The dishes are prepared by the B&B itself, but it saves the time to order food, and after the students go to the restaurant downstairs to sit down, the meals of the best taste will be delivered one after another.
Today's weather is good, the outdoor restaurant is open, the white walls are tiled, the small bridge is flowing water, and everything in front of you carries the light and quiet atmosphere of ink painting.
Xu Youzhi sat in the car for almost a day, her body seemed to be stained with some mixed smells, and her airway was a little blocked, she sent a message to Fan Xiao saying that she was uncomfortable with motion sickness and would not go downstairs for dinner, and then packed up her clothes and went to take a shower.
There is no light everywhere in the bathroom, Xu Youzhi glanced out of the window, locked the window, and lowered the shower curtain, covering it tightly.
He Zhili lowered his eyes, he was not used to eating around a table with so many people, so he took two bites casually, and leaned lazily back in the chair, fiddling with the quiet mobile phone with his slender fingertips, while unconsciously glancing at the restrained rigor body.
Curved his lips, raised his eyebrows, leaned closer, and whispered, "What are you feeding the cat?" ”
Rigorous glanced at him indifferently, ignored him, and only responded casually, I don't know if he heard anything clearly, and it felt quite perfunctory: "Hmm." ”
When He Zhili was eight or nine years old, he also participated in several large-scale banquets with the Xu family, and the meals were basically placed there for good looks, and the only people who went to eat were basically children.
Older young people basically take a symbolic piece and eat that piece for two hours.
One small bite, one small bite.
Although the rigor is not so excessive, in He Zhili's eyes, his amount of food is no different from feeding cats.
After eating, he could rest, He Zhili looked at the rigorous walking in front of him, the tip of his index finger and the tip of his thumb touched, and he compared with disgust.
Tut.
The boy's room is a four-person room, except for Rigor and He Zhili, the rest is Chen Xuyang, and a boy who is not very familiar, before He Zhili entered the door, Chen Xuyang and the roommate chatted quite hotly.
They were playing the game right up, and after a skyrocketing "fuck me-", there was a brief silence between the two of them.
Then the topic chatted and chatted, and I don't know how to get to Xu Youzhi.
Roommate A first asked, "That Xu Youzhi in your class, is he really with He Zhili?" ”
Chen Xuyang was stunned for a moment, then eased his mind and gave a vague answer: "It should be." ”
"It's a pity, I still want to chase her."
"Where are you catching up," Chen Xu glanced up at the phone screen, and the disdain in his tone was not concealed at all, "Xu Youzhi, my sister pomelo, the flower of kaolin, she can't even look down on Lin Enough, can she look at you?" ”
"Even Lin Enough can't look down on her, so how did she fall in love with He Zhili?"
"Fuck your fart, my brother is much better enough, okay!" Chen Xuyang thought back to the encyclopedia that Sister Yu projected in the class last time, and wanted to retell that scene, but he really didn't remember that He Zhili won those awards, "It's just, it can't be compared." ”
The last four words are dry, and they don't seem to have much confidence.
He and He Zhili junior high school are in the same school, but He Zhili is in the first class, which is the so-called top class, and Chen Xuyang is in the twelfth class, which is the common bastard class.
He Zhili was transferred to Class 12 in the second year of junior high school, and he was depressed, still alone, and had an arrogant and cold breath of "stay away from Lao Tzu".