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The more than a month I spent in Malindi was unusually long for me, and I wanted to ask Chen Lei if he knew about Bei Xixi's phone number, think about it, forget it, after all, I have only met her once, so it is really not appropriate to ask the bottom line, just like a friend you made yesterday called today to ask what is the name of your ancestor in the eighteenth generation, you will also feel inexplicable. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info[Burn^Text^Library][]. [774] [buy]. [ ] One day in her second month in Malindy, Freya got her gear ready, and I, Freya, Seprina, and another German boy, Franck, who was mapping for a tour company, set off. Freya is also rich, she bought a Haval H5 at the second-hand market in Nairobi, stuffed all her gear in the back compartment, and drove towards Mount Kenya. This time I didn't have anything to do, and with Freya, Seprina, and Frank, three veterans who had lived for an unknown amount of time, I didn't know how many driver's licenses I had taken, and I could sleep in the back seat with peace of mind. We set off from Nairobi, about 230 kilometers from Mount Kenya, because it was too congested and we drove for about 12 hours to get to the scenic spot, it was morning when we started, and it was already night when we arrived. We stayed at the Safari Club in Mount Kenya, the most luxurious resort in Africa. We changed into formal clothes in the car, Frank and I wore black suits and Freya and Seprina wore long dresses into the resort's restaurant, where the rules were strict, and if you didn't wear formal clothes, you would be kicked out of the restaurant. I looked it up in my room after dinner, and oh my god, it's a member of the world's leading hotel organization, this resort is amazing! The Internet says that it was financed by Hollywood star William Houghton, and that it is either rich or expensive and full of customers all year round. Obviously, Freya had booked a room before she came, but this is also a great thing, and she can still book a room in such a luxurious resort in this tourist season, her social status must not be the same level as that of a small citizen like me. Frank, who was in the same room with me, told me that Freya's assets were hundreds of millions, and her stocks were very slippery, and she often went down to the ground to buy some antiques to trade, except for a few days of work, the rest of the time was spent scrolling through her mobile phone, stocks, and Weibo...... I said that my little thief can't compare with her, a big thief. Frank laughs and says I'll be like this in a few decades, he's just put together a team, he has a Mercedes W04 like the 2013 champion Rosberg, and he's been running a few laps at Silverstone. It turned out that the so-called cartographer was only a part-time job for him, and his boss might have forgotten his existence for too long. I almost cried that I had only ridden a HondanM4 a few months ago, and that someone had given it to me, and that I had ridden it for less than half an hour, and that it was the most superlative bike I had ever ridden. It turns out that there are so many benefits to becoming a Tiantong, I thought to myself, the grief of losing a friend is temporary, although life is lonely, there are still companions, isn't it? Tiantong people live longer than ordinary people, and have more time to fully enjoy the beauty of life. The next day, we woke up early in the morning and went to the restaurant for breakfast. It's a small French-style white building, and this kind of high-end restaurant has few seats, and most of them are private rooms and expensive. Although I already have an understanding of Freya's local tyrants, when she took out a black card, I couldn't help but look at her in surprise - Citibank's highest VIP black card, which is used all over the world, makes me, a person who even borrows his bank card directly from his father, feel ashamed. The 82-year-old Lafite, which is highly recommended by today's chef Tang Miao, is the main dish of short-legged crab produced in Hokkaido, which is delivered by special plane to ensure that the fresh crab can be delivered to the reserved restaurant within 12 hours. The appetizer is the snail foie gras, I listened to the waiter's introduction while eating, hehe, a dish should first use vegetables and white wine to boil the snails, and then stir-fry with garlic and brandy to taste, accompanied by the sauce made by grinding the foie gras into a puree mixed with chicken stock. Freya and Seprina ate very elegantly, but also very slowly, a mouthful of snails gently dipped in the sauce, put it in the mouth to chew for a long time, I don't know how to chew so slowly as if I could chew full, Frank didn't look like a gentleman either, but when he arrived at the restaurant, he first helped Freya and Seprina open their seats, and made a courtesy to say "please". "I'm full, let's go out first. I stood up and pulled out of my seat, grabbed a handful of snails and threw them in my mouth, and walked to the rooftop of the restaurant - it was too aggrieved to sit with them, and I couldn't eat in a big gulp, and I had to change all the utensils after a dish, and I was too troublesome. I didn't feel so bad in the first month, I was like a wild cat in a pack of lions, dirty, unruly, and casual. Freya, Seprina, and Frank shone like the sun, and even the waiters would feel more honored to serve such a nobleman. Maybe I wasn't born to be an aristocrat, no matter how formal I dressed, I just couldn't change the petty civic spirit in my bones. But it's also nice to have no tie or suit, no need to walk properly, no need to greet a complete stranger and kiss the hand - the kiss is fine, forget the rest. I remember a long time ago when I went to a fancy Western-style restaurant with my parents or friends, I would sit up straight at first, with a fork in my left hand and a knife in my right hand, and I would politely say thank you to the waiter when he served the food. But later, after going there more times, I found that our table was so stupid, the other tables were eating nonsense, the cries of children and the chatting of adults were endless, and there was no quiet and beautiful atmosphere that a Western restaurant should have—so I also began to chat with my friends freely, and I never raised my eyes to look at the waiter's food. It turns out that I also had a period of time when I paid attention to etiquette and politeness, but that time was quickly drowned in the boiling chat, and there was no trace. Now that the sun had just risen over the horizon, I couldn't help but have a sour nose -- what am I trying to do? I was called "friends" by them, but I was out of step with these friends, and I could understand their loneliness and sadness, but I couldn't be as lonely and sad as they were. I'm a very satisfying person, and a roadside barbecue with a can of beer can make me happy. Why am I with them?Why am I looking for a relic that has little to do with my life?042 did entrust me with his numbers, he wanted me to help his friends like he did, but as I said, I'm not a person who does my best, and I think about myself every step of the way......