Sometimes I wonder why these food stalls are so memorable to diners because of the atmosphere, which gives you delicious psychological hints in terms of sight, sound, and smell.

After a lot of trouble, we finally found a shabu-shabu shop that Shen Xiaofeng was full of, and before he could sit down, he left in a hurry.

I was reading the menu when I suddenly heard a strange and untutored voice in my ear, "Hey! We've booked this table, you can change the table. A short-haired, fat-faced, squinting-eyed guy said with a stalk around his neck.

Although I was very upset, like being bitten by a dog in Leng Buding, there was absolutely no reason to bite it back. I sneered and shook my head, moving to the next table. The guy who "bited" me just now seems to have met an acquaintance and barked again:

“…… You're too inferior, buddy, I met a girl some time ago, and I won it in minutes. looks very pure, and when you get to bed, it's just a wave. Don't believe it. His family lives in the garden community to the east. ”

When I heard him say that the garden community, my heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if his show-off humiliated me.

"I really didn't lie to you." I don't know if the other party is really something, or if he doesn't talk speculatively, he left in a hurry without waiting for him to finish speaking, he was obviously unsatisfied, and still muttered to the back of the person, "It's also your second, called Zhao Min." ”

At this time, I was leaning back on the back of the chair with my front legs hanging slightly backwards, holding a disposable paper cup in my hand, but at that time it was only an objective existence relative to idealism.

Objectively existing with the paper cup, I was listening intently to the rhetoric of the person who had just barked at me at the next table under the casual disguise. Although I thought he was bragging, I still didn't want to miss even a single sentence.

Just to be sure that the object of his description is not the one in my heart that he has been induced to be. It's just that the truth is that they are hard-core dimensional molecules.

When Zhao Min's name came out of his mouth, I almost leaned back with the chair, and after the leg of the chair snapped with the ground, it was not only me who returned to the starting position, but also the water glass in my hand. Only a little of the water in the cup was spilled and landed on my thigh, and the rest was spilled on the back of the person at the next table.

The guy jumped so high, turned his head, and roared, "You're blind." ”

I threw the empty paper cup at him and jumped up as I was grabbed from behind.

It was none other than Shen Xiaofeng who hugged me. After some lip service, I finally figured it out, it turned out to be a big misunderstanding, the guy who made me angry just now was called Fang Yan, Shen Xiaofeng's junior high school classmate.

The Zhao Min in his mouth is sitting next to me now, but his surname is Yu, his name is Yu Zhaomin, a senior sister who is one grade lower than me.

Willow eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, a little cherry mouth, a straight nose bridge, melon seed face. Her long hair in the shawl still smelled of shampoo, and she was wearing an Adidas tracksuit with white shamrock shoes on her feet, and she came with her cousin.

It was quite surprising to see her cousin here again, and what was even more surprising was that her cousin, Shen Xiaofeng's girlfriend, was actually Feng Lin whom I had "chased".

In fact, even if Yu Zhaomin's surname is Zhao, I don't need to be angry, because just now I kept saying that I would win someone else's Fang in minutes, and the "hometown dialect" in Yu Zhaomin's mouth was sitting on the extra stool in the aisle at this time, and he was strictly ordered to be called by his full name on the grounds that he was not familiar.

Who knew that when I called her by her full name, she said that I still called her Zhao Min. Although I didn't say it, I actually minded it in my heart.

Since Fang Yan left under the pretext of leaving halfway, the heavy responsibility of sending Yu Zhaomin home after dinner naturally fell on my shoulders. The place where she lives is all too familiar to me, which is the garden community where Zhao Min's family is located.

Sending Yu Zhaomin away, I stood for a long time at the place where I once stood at the gate of the garden community, looking at Zhao Min's black hole window in a daze. Although I was expecting it, she was going to turn on the light and poke her head out of the window, and I was afraid that I would immediately avoid it.

The nose was sore, tears were in my eyes, and there was a feeling of farewell on the platform. I know that this is the natural reluctance in my heart, and it is not at all what I thought after I tried to express my grief without success.

Coincidence is indeed a very magical existence, and in the next scene I saw, it was not much higher in terms of probability than a group of monkeys typing out a poem on the keyboard.

Although the monkey has not typed out the poem yet, it has happened. This seems a little unfair, at least I am qualified to think so, because what I see is He Qiu sending Zhao Min home.

It sounded bloody, but the sad thing was the fact that I really didn't know how to deceive myself at that moment.

After returning to the dormitory, I only remember that a few cans of beer in my hand came from Suguo Supermarket, and as for how I came back, I don't remember at all. I think I was able to get back to the dormitory thanks to the old horse in my subconscious.

The ancients said: Raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow, I feel not more sorrowful but more bitter, just bitter, not all of them are good medicine, I can't sleep when I lie on the bed with my eyes closed and turn over and over.

Growing up this big, this is the only insomnia experience I've ever had. The first time was on the night after the final exam results of the first semester of junior high school came out, and I was excited all night because I got a perfect score in physics and finished third in my grade group. Of course, this joy also has the credit of failing English.

The next day I got up early, washed my face with cold water, and finally woke up a little, but there was still a faint pain in my temples and a little nausea in my stomach.

I left the school as if I had run away, and the only thing I could occasionally meet on the road in the early morning was the cleaners, so that I didn't seem too lonely.

When it comes to cleaners, in the eyes of many people, they are part of the road, not much more than them, but I would say that there are many more without them.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, and you can always meet people in life who are disrespectful to the cleaners, and we should really despise such real villains. But for those who shout that labor is the most honorable, and at the same time angrily call your mother a cleaner, should we get to know each other anew?

When I walked to the bus station, just in time for the waiting hall to open, because there was still some time before the first bus departed, and Zhou Gong was urging again, I leaned on the back of the chair and closed my eyes to recuperate.

I don't know how long it took, but I was suddenly woken up by a loud noise. Only then did I find that I was pillowing on someone else's shoulder, and my face turned red as soon as I brushed it, and I quickly apologized to others, and before I finished speaking, I found that it was not someone else who was pillowed by me, it was Zhao Min who I saw last night.