Du Chuan was stunned for a moment after taking out his mobile phone, and it took nearly thirty seconds to reply. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Xin saw that his fingertips trembled slightly, and his heart said that it was Brother Chuan's original first love? He just wanted to peek at Du Chuan, but he had already put away his mobile phone.

"I'll go out with you, Qingji has an excellent self-service barbecue, which is difficult to find if you are not a regular customer. You wait here for a while, and I'll go change my clothes. Du Chuan got up from the sofa, snapped his fingers at the maid of the annex who passed by the lounge, and left with her after a few brief explanations.

There is a cloakroom for residents in the Winter Emperor's Annex, and you can find common clothing of all sizes and of high quality.

When Du Chuan appeared in the lounge again, the new image made Qin Xin's eyes widen:

"Brother Chuan, are you going to meet your first love who just divorced after 20 years?"

The waste wood life guide who has been lying on the corpse all the year round has changed into a calm formal suit in the style of Taixi, and the smell of alcohol has been swept away.

With a black tie casually tied in a coachman's knot in front of his white shirt and a white handkerchief in the pocket of his black jacket, the well-tailored three-piece set outlines elegant lines, rigorous yet romantic.

Du Chuan's originally messy and drooping hair covering his face was carefully arranged and fixed upward, and his eyebrows and eyes, which were usually hidden in the messy hair, were unobstructed, and his slightly gray eyes seemed to contain bitterness and nostalgia, which made people slightly drunk, like a glass of mellow bitter wine. The middle-aged man, stripped of his usual frivolity and decadence, left behind a demeanor that would be admired by older women.

Seeing Du Chuan's steady outfit and the slight fine lines at the corners of his eyes, Qin Xin clearly realized that this older otaku who was usually full of nonsense and nonsense was an elder of the same age as his father.

"Let's go." Du Chuan unexpectedly didn't talk nonsense, and walked towards the outside of the annex with Qin Xin.

A dark gray car and driver were already waiting at the door, which Du Chuan should have booked from the maid in the annex on the way to change clothes.

After getting into the car and sitting down, Du Chuan stared at the flowing scenery outside the car window and said, "Where is your opponent?" ”

Qin Xin said: "He is the chief general of the Sword Club of Yisi University, and if Yisi University is in it, it should be in Lushen County." ”

"Lushen, that's no wonder. Qingji is like the entrance to the imperial capital to the people of Lushen County, and it is a must-pass place to enter the imperial capital from the west along the Jingyuan line. My father had a yard there, and I used to be in that area more than 10 years ago, and now I don't know how. ”

Qin Xin saw a slightly nostalgic look on Du Chuan's side face looking out of the window.

"Brother Chuan, what were you doing in the imperial capital at that time?" Qin Xin seemed to ask casually, but quietly pricked up his ears and waited for an answer.

From a certain moment on, the huge figure called the "Twelve Families" became ubiquitous and looming in his life. This shadow seems to have appeared in his life for a long time, and the relatives and friends around him more or less bear the imprint of the twelve families, and strangely he knows nothing about it.

And whenever he tries to recall the memories that may have been related to the Twelve in the past, his mind is always filled with the game images of the "Jungle Ranger" that he was obsessed with in junior high school, and he can't find the slightest bit of useful information.

Even Butterfly, who could easily retrieve his memories, said nothing to comment on this strange phenomenon.

In the first battle, what the sissy brother named Du Tang said also made him very concerned:

"Brother Shi, why do I have no idea about these things you said?"

"I probably understand what's going on, my aunt must have her reasons for doing this, well, it's not my turn to explain it to you......"

Did that woman who was gentle on the outside but unusually strong on the outside do anything to herself, this is probably not something that can be asked directly from her mother. As for my father...... I haven't seen him successfully resist his wife's **** since he was sensible.

The teacher and Gao Ling may be the ones who know, but if they are the ones who know, they will never tell themselves the truth.

Cousin Luo Xuan? That kid has been a brainless fan who has been revolving around his mother since he was a child, and he can't be counted on.

Only the person in front of him.

Qin Xin stared at Du Chuan's face that was eight or nine points similar to that Du Orange brother.

The teacher's classmates, who had participated in the same club as his father, seemed to know his mother, and could easily take out the special "heart eye" of the butterfly hall, as well as the surname "Du".

Dongming Forestry University is the private land of the twelve cultivating talents, so the life guide of the student apartment of Baituzhuang, taking care of Du Chuan, who lives in the core children of the three families of Qiuse, is not the scarecrow on the most fertile field of the twelve.

Brother Chuan is not like that kind of thoughtful person, and he speaks very casually, maybe he can know something from him.

"What did I do in Qingji in Dijing more than ten years ago?" Du Chuan did not answer immediately, but showed a look of reminiscence.

Qin Xin's expression was as usual, but his attention was concentrated and waiting for Du Chuan's answer.

Finally, Du Chuan turned his head: "Let me tell you, the great thing about that self-service barbecue is that the ingredients have been specially treated, no matter what you bake it in, it is delicious, and the sauce is too, and it is ...... to match it any way."

Bastard...... How did I forget that this answer is more normal than eating and drinking.

Qin Xin sighed silently and relaxed.

The rut marks of the dark gray car extended from the Winter University Annex to the Qingji subway station, and Du Chuan instructed the driver to get off the bus with Qin Xin nearby.

Under the leadership of Du Chuan, the two walked into a neighborhood that was some years old, went around a few circles, and passed through several narrow alleys that could only be passed sideways. Finally, at the end of a roadway with dirty walls and very clean ground, Qin Xin saw a three-story wooden structure with an inconspicuous old signboard with the word "fresh charcoal" written on it.

Du Chuan said: "Remember the road, right?" It's hard to find it without walking around it. I'll go in first, you go to that Gao Ride, the Qingji station he said should be the Qingji bus station.

How do I look? He straightened his collar and tie.

Qin Xin said: "As an uncle, give me ninety points, my first love after twenty years of absence will divorce even if I see you." ”

Du Chuan put down his hand: "I'm not asking you this." Do I look steady now? Like your teacher, as an elder. ”

Qin Xin looked at it seriously: "It's okay, elder?" Brother Feichuan, are you going to meet the daughter of your early lover in the twentieth year? He looked thoughtful and frightened.

Du Chuan smiled, turned around and walked towards the fresh charcoal self-service barbecue restaurant in front, and at the same time raised his left hand with his back to Qin Xin and waved.

"I'll go first."

Du Chuan walked up to the second floor of the fresh charcoal with a familiar car, and there were already people waiting in the private room with the wooden sign "Under the Moon".

He pushed the door open, but the young man seated in the private room did not look up at him or invite him to sit down.

There were no ingredients or grills on the table, and the tablet screen was horizontally played, repeating the scene of Gao Ling defeating his opponent with a backhand stab in the throat in the first game of the individual competition.

"My family's sixty-four hands, where did Gao Ling learn?" The young man with his head bowed said, his tone as cold and hard as the hooked white crescent on the back of his purple sweatshirt.

Du Chuan bent down slightly and wanted to sit down, but found that this side of the table did not prepare his chair at all.

"There's no place for you to sit here."

Du Cheng raised his head and showed a mocking smile: "This long-lost dress, do you think it will be a warm meeting with your family?" The original Thirteen Kingdoms, known as 'Unpredictable as Yin', was unexpectedly easy to understand when he got older......

Family, warmth, are people like you worthy! Uncle. ”

He stood up, half a head taller than Du Chuan, who was slightly rickety.