Chapter 3 Be a matchmaker

"I don't know if you're interested in vegetarianism, I'm on my own." Han Muzhi flipped through the menu.

"Yes." I looked around and came here to eat, I didn't think about being full, I just had a good taste. It's also strange that people always like to spend money on the satisfaction of psychological needs, rather than on the value of money.

After a while, the dish came up, the name sounded poetic and picturesque, what "buckwheat green" and "red medicine by the bridge", I couldn't bear to get off the chopsticks, and said with a smile: "This dish is not for eating, but for seeing." There is a big Dong in Beijing, and the name of the dish is this tune. I don't know if it's a boss. ”

"Maybe. A friend recommended that the decoration environment here is very good, so I brought you here. Han Muzhi looked around with satisfaction.

My heart burst out, and when Han Muzhi mentioned "a friend", I was inexplicably sour. In Nancheng, Han Muzhi is my only friend, but I am one of Han Muzhi's many friends. This asymmetry makes my heart ache sullenly, even though it is very unreasonable.

Seeing that I was dull, Han Muzhi added: "Actually, I am not a friend, just an acquaintance, a former colleague." "He always reads my mind with ease.

I was embarrassed to bow my head and taste the matsutake soup, Han Muzhi looked at me and smiled: "You are very serious in what you do, especially when you eat." ”

"Isn't it, a bit like a foodie?" I squinted and smiled.

"Yes, but it's a lovely snack." Han Muzhi said, took out a box from the bag next to him and handed it to me, "I'll give it to you." ”

I took it and smiled: "From time to time, what kind of gifts?" "When I opened it, I saw a beautiful Longines watch, simple and elegant.

"This gift is too expensive for me to ask for." I handed the box back to Han Muzhi.

"Isn't your watch broken?" Han Muzhi stood up and took my hand, I struggled slightly, but I didn't break free. Han Muzhi helped me put the watch on, and said softly, "It's not very valuable, and I don't need to be polite." ”

There is no reason for my heart to be flustered, in the past three years, Han Muzhi's concern has been endless, but it is not excessive, I only regard it as the warmth of a friend. But in the last year or so, he has gradually heated up, which caught me off guard. Han Muzhi didn't let go of my hand, and there was a scorching temperature in his eyes: "Ke Qiao, don't you prepare more than one person in your life?" ”

I hurriedly pulled my hand out, brushed my hair awkwardly, and said, "Yes, you can consider finding a little girl to share the house." ”

Han Muzhi's gaze dimmed, and he pulled his lips helplessly: "You, you know what I said is not-"

I interrupted him, bowed my head and said, "Makiyuki, you know, I only met you because of my sister. Although my sister looks strong on the surface, she is moving, elegant, and gentle on the inside. She is a woman who deserves the pampering of any man. I raised my eyes longingly and looked at Han Muzhi, "You have known each other since college, you should-"

"Don't be a matchmaker for me, am I not enough?" Han Muzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, and I sneered. Han Muzhi's parents are in their hometown, and there is an aunt in Nancheng, and the aunt's postmodern life is to introduce Han Muzhi to a blind date, tall, short, fat and thin, with various unique tastes. Han Muzhi refused to make an appointment, so girls often ran to the clinic to see him, which made him big. It became a joke for the little girl in the clinic.