The car stopped at the door of a hot pot restaurant, Xu Bin parked the car, and took Tang Yiyi into a private room on the second floor of the hot pot restaurant, where four young people were already seated.

The only girl among them had short shoulder-length hair dyed flaxen, a face with clear soup noodles, and light eyebrows. A dark gray linen deep V camisole, looking down the V, it is a flat chest, and there is a faint pattern in the position where there should be cleavage. The expression on her face was cold, but it complemented the airport on her chest.

The other three men are ordinary salarymen, and one of them is a little handsome.

Xu Bin first introduced Tang Yiyi to everyone, and the men without exception opened and closed their mouths and called "little junior sister, little junior sister", and the only girl said "hi" coolly.

When introducing everyone to Tang Yiyi, he said, "It's all my buddies." Then introduce the names one by one.

The girl's name is Xiaoxiao, the handsome one is called Wen Tao, and the other two are called Huang Xuan and Wan Moqing.

Tang Yiyi didn't expect that there would be so many people to eat together, although there was no obstacle for her to socialize with strangers, but eating together like this still felt like a kind of entertainment, and she was a little uncomfortable.

Xiaoxiao didn't say much, sat down and put the food in the pot, and as soon as it boiled, she ate it by herself.

They seemed to be very accustomed to her state, Xu Bin kept saying such and such things to her, and she just listened, occasionally responding to a sentence or two.

The three men seemed to be afraid that Tang Yiyi would be neglected, so they kept looking for topics to chat with her.

When the hot pot was almost eaten, Tang Yiyi and the three of them also became acquainted.

Wen Tao is a civil servant of the tax bureau, and his smile is very similar to a certain little fresh meat star, but he can't name it.

Huang Xuan is a stationery store owner specializing in Chinese painting and calligraphy supplies, because there is a lot of rice paper in the store, so everyone calls him Xuan paper, and then I don't know who started, the girls all call him Xuan Shengzhi.

Wan Moqing was a prison guard, so his name was replaced by a prison guard.

Wen Tao is about the same age as Xu Bin, and the rice paper and prison guards look several years older than Xu Bin.

Tang Yiyi wondered how these people who couldn't hit with eight poles sat together and became buddies, and they looked very tacit.

Several men make eye contact from time to time, one looks up, one raises his eyebrows, and the other immediately understands, or hands a cup, or puts a certain dish in the pot, or understands that he will use his hands to compare OK.

Xiaoxiao is obviously one of them, Wen Tao said that Xiaoxiao is the music teacher of the cultural center.

Tang Yiyi didn't feel that she had to fit in with them, but she suddenly missed her sisters in the same dormitory for four years in college, she originally had her own circle, but now she went her own way.

After eating the hot pot, no one proposed to carry out the next show. Xu Bin said to send Tang Yiyi home, Tang Yiyi said that it was not yet 8 o'clock, and besides, she had just eaten, she wanted to walk, she could find her way home to reassure Xu Bin, so everyone said goodbye at the door of the hot pot restaurant.

The night in Yicheng is lively and orderly, 8 o'clock is the time when the most people walk on the street, Tang Yiyi walks alone in the crowd, and the loneliness doubles from the bottom of his heart.

She took out her mobile phone and flipped out Wang Yufeng's phone, the two were separated for only a few days, but why did they feel thousands of miles apart and out of reach, I knew with certainty that he was mine, he was there, and now ......

The phone rang five times and was picked up, and Wang Yufeng's voice came from the noise: Hey, Yiyi, I'm outside with my buddy now, I'll call you again when I get back.

Oh good......

Can you say it's not good? If you can't say it well, can you say a few more words to yourself? Tang Yiyi's heart was cold. Falling out of love after graduation, maybe subconsciously knew that this would be the result.

From Yicheng New District to the Old Town, Tang Yiyi walked slowly all the way, and walked into Xinhua Bookstore halfway, wanting to see if there was any "Fu Qingzhu Andrology" she had been looking for, she hadn't bought it for a long time.

A cursory glance at the bookshelf of TCM classics revealed no surprise. She found the salesman and asked, and the salesman said with certainty: No, someone came to look for it before, and there has been no stock.

When I walked out of the bookstore, I bought a hairpin decorated with pearls in the night market, and stopped in front of the stationery stall and chose a notebook with a wood-grain soft leather cover.

So stop and go all the way, and it was already 9 o'clock in Huang Juelan Lane.

The shops in the alley that were bustling during the day are almost closed at the moment, except for the small supermarket opened by Xu Mingjie at the entrance of the alley, which is still open, only in the middle of the alley, there are two scorching yellow LED lights in front of the door of Qin Ji Noodle Restaurant.

Qin Baike's tall and straight figure was busy under the lamp.

Tang Yiyi walked under the lamp and sat down at an empty table.