Chapter 95

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although he knew that Zhou Rong would come to him, song Xuanhe didn't expect that Zhou Rong would come so soon. Song Jiani asked him to be careful of Zhou Rong only yesterday, and Zhou Rong called early this morning.

When the mobile phone rings, song Xuanhe seems to be unable to see the remarks of the caller ID, with a lazy voice: "who?"

The person on the other end of the mobile phone paused and then said with a smile: "brother, I've been out for half a year. How can I not even have the qualification of caller ID?"

Song Xuan and voice language with impatience: "report the name."

The opposite bright voice sank a little, but still with a smile: "it's me, Zhou Rong."

Song Xuanhe rubbed the corners of his eyes, which were full of water because of yawning, with a light tone: "Zhou Rong?"

"Yes." Zhou Rong's laughter came, and then faintly lowered: "after staying outside for some time, I came back and found that there were too many changes, and chao'er also After I come back, I want to find a familiar person, but I can't find him. I can only find you to come out for a drink. If you are free in the evening, let's go out for a drink together. "

"Yes." Song Xuanhe agreed cheerfully, but there was no expression on his face: "you decide the place and tell me the time."

"Enough brothers." Zhou Rong laughs heartily: "this emperor I now only have you a brother, we don't get drunk at night."

Song Xuanhe: "remember to send the address to my mobile phone."

After hanging up the phone, song Xuanhe yawns again, and then goes downstairs drowsily. Looking around the kitchen, he finds that there is nothing in the refrigerator except fruit and a few bottles of drinks, which were bought by Xiao yuanmu when he was there. Song Xuanhe sweeps his eyes at will, takes an apple, washes it, and takes a bite. He sits at the dining table to relax.

After a few minutes, his head became clear. However, before he could figure out how to deal with Zhou Rong, he suddenly saw Xiao yuanmu sitting in front of him eating slowly.

Xiao yuanmu's appearance of eating matches his personality. He is slow and expressionless. Song Xuanhe can never tell whether the food he swallows is delicious or not. When he eats, he seems to have a measuring scale on his chopsticks. He only picks so much at a time, never more or less.

At that time, song Xuanhe would occasionally be distracted when eating. It was said that many chefs didn't like to eat their own dishes, because they felt full in the process of cooking. Does Xiao yuanmu also belong to this kind of food? Otherwise, he never ate more chopsticks and liked to watch him eat after eating. It seems that as a chef, he would be satisfied if he watched others eat .

But song Xuanhe didn't believe it. After all, in his cognition, Xiao yuanmu should not be a person who can get a sense of achievement through other people's satisfaction.

At that time, he was very curious that the protagonist in the book had become a real human in reality, and whether there would be any difference between the protagonist and the book. Curiosity made him gradually consciously start to observe Xiao yuanmu's every move, from his posture when eating to his usual reading and work. Looking at it, he unconsciously found that many of Xiao yuanmu's little habits are hard to detect by others.

For example, he hates eating fish very much, and he doesn't like to deal with fish very much. Every time he makes fish, the distance between his body and the cooking table will be about three centimeters back than usual. He never eats his own fish, but he likes eating green vegetables very much. He even likes eating bitter gourd, which makes him enjoy eating. He has two more mouthfuls of rice than eating meat.

For example, when he reads a book, he habitually rubs the page with one hand. The slower he moves, the more serious he reads the book.

For example, when he is happy, his eyes will be bright. It's really like it's full of stars. Even if he doesn't smile, song Xuanhe can know that he is happy now.

For example, he is not liked by small animals for some reason, but I love small animals very much. The little suckling dog I picked up at the gate of the welfare home has now followed him to the United States.

For example, when he is not happy, his jaw will tighten a little, when he is angry, his Adam's Apple will slide gently, when he is impatient, he likes to tap things with his fingers, when he is sad, he especially doesn't like to talk to others, and Die to face, live to suffer, even if the body is uncomfortable cold sweat straight up, also won't leak a bit in front of outsiders.

After Xiao yuanmu left, song Xuanhe suddenly realized that he had known Xiao yuanmu so well.

You will really see Zhou Rong later! 】The sound of the system suddenly rang out, interrupting song Xuanhe's Thoughts: [in fact, you don't have to go according to the original plot for this kind of plot, you can completely avoid this time, and get ready to ask him out at another time. As long as you meet, the plot will be finished. 】

after eating half of the apple, song Xuan and apple slightly frowned in surprise: "it's the first time I've heard you advise me not to leave the plot."

You are my host, and of course I have to think about your safety. 】The system says: [besides, your task is about to be finished, so there's no need to take such a risk. 】

"Zhou Rong has always been thinking about me. If I don't go, there will be risks." Song Xuan and a few mouthfuls finished eating the apple, threw it into the garbage can and said, "and I want to be free in the last part of the world. If he doesn't handle it well, how can I rest assured?"The system is still a little uneasy after hearing that, and says: "since your main task is finished, my mind will always go into sleep mode. I'm afraid I won't be able to save you in time. 】

"don't worry." Song Xuanhe said with a smile, "I'll be fine."

*

it's the end of June, and it's going to be July soon. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and some little girls who are not afraid of the cold have put on shorts and skirts.

Song Xuan and he walked slowly in the street. When they saw the person waving to him at the corner, they stepped and waved perfunctorily.

"You look like you don't welcome me." Guan Zhi hugged his chest and said, "don't forget that you said you wanted to take me to eat. I finally came to China on school holiday. Do you still want to break your promise?"

"Will I come out if I break my promise?"

Song Xuan and Zhou Rong had planned to go to the studio for an appointment. However, as soon as they went out, they received a phone call from Guan Zhi. When they heard that he had come to China and wanted him to accompany him to the alley for food, they wanted to hang up directly. They didn't know where Guan Zhi knew about his studio, so they said they were waiting for him at the door of the studio.

In order not to expose the studio in the Song family before the fashion week, song Xuanhe reluctantly agreed.

"What's your expression?" Guan Zhi snorted coldly: "if you don't want to accompany me, there are more people to accompany me. Do you think I have to be you?"

Song Xuan and raised his hand to rub his head and pushed him forward: "let's go, dwarf."

Guan Zhi was stunned. Then he jumped up in anger and went to blow song Xuanhe's head. However, he seemed to have eyes behind him and said, "the things there are made now. People are old and lack of energy. When they go late, they don't want to catch up."

"Who do you say is short?" Guan Zhi made several strides to catch up with song Xuanhe: "I'm still growing. I don't need next year. I'll be taller than you in a few months."

Song Xuan and bent his eyes: "well, I'm still growing at the age of 19. How fast I grow."

Guan Zhi's feet beat him.

Song Xuan and Jiang seized his fist and said with a smile, "in front is the old lady's stall. There are only a few bowls of bean curd on her table. You will be late if you don't go there."

Guan Zhishun looks around. Sure enough, he sees several people standing in line. He throws away song Xuanhe and walks to the rear of the line.

What song Xuanhe said is true. The old lady's boiled bean curd is fresh and ready-made. The seasoning and the sweet and salty code on it also count the supply. When they used to, there were only four bowls on it, while Guan Zhi only had three people in front of him. He could buy the last one.

However, when it came to him, the kind-hearted old man said, "young man, today's bean curd is gone. Come back tomorrow, and grandma will keep a bowl for you tomorrow."

Guan Zhi sniffed the mellow smell of soybean milk, and stared at the remaining bean flowers on the table that night, and said, "grandma, there is still a bowl there."

"I kept that bowl for my old man." The old man said with a smile, "I'll leave the last bowl of every day to him. This is your first time. All the regular customers know this rule."

Guan Zhi turns to look at Song Xuanhe, who shrugs: "I don't know."

"All right." Guan Zhi turned disappointedly and said, "thank you. I'll come back tomorrow."

The old man called them with a smile, handed them two cups of soymilk, and said with a smile, "drink a cup of soymilk, grandma will keep a bowl for you tomorrow."

Guan Zhi took it and said thanks. He felt a little less loss on his face. After a sip of soybean milk, he found that the bean flavor was rich and mellow, and he was happy again.

Song Xuanhe sneered when he saw that he had become faster than the sky. He said that he was still a child. Then he looked at his watch and said, "the agreement to take you to eat bean curd has been fulfilled. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

"No way." Guan Zhi holds him and sees song Xuanhe turn his head. The corner of his mouth moves. After several seconds, he says, "I didn't eat bean curd, so it doesn't count. During this period of time, you eat with me after work every day, even if you fulfill the agreement."

Song Xuan and Bai He a look, shake off his hand: "you know the place, tomorrow also the same."

"Of course not." Guan Zhi followed him step by step: "in addition to Douhua, there are other things you said before, you have to take me to eat."

Song Xuan and the footstep meal, turn head to look at him, eyes with inquiry: "you so pester me, can't be secretly in love with me?"

As soon as Guan Zhi stagnated, his cheeks turned red and his head almost burst out of heat. He raised his voice and said, "how can I love you secretly?"

Song Xuanhe nodded with his lips in his hand: "then don't follow me, or I'll think you love me secretly."

Looking at Song Xuan and getting into the crowd, Guan Zhi grits his teeth. His expression changes and finally keeps up with him.

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