"Let's be friends - we love like friends...no other ingredients can be mixed in...it's just love like this! I can accept it...this way, it's good for you..."
Song Jie put a rose on Tang Shu's nose and let Tang Shu smell the rich fragrance of roses. She glanced at Tang Shu and continued -
"You know, I am much older than you, five years older - at my age, you should have called me aunt, really, um... um..., not little aunt, I should be considered your big sister, but you...you...are so persistent..."
"Song Jie, in your opinion, am I still just an ignorant child?..."
Tang Shu interrupted Song Jie's intermittent words without politeness.
"Yeah! You are, but in my eyes you are just a big boy, a considerate big boy, a cute, smart and handsome big boy that I like. What do you think? ? From today on, you will be my best friend!"
"Best friend? What do you mean?"
"A male best friend means a confidant - this kind of relationship positioning is a little more than an ordinary friend and a little less than a lover... But, don't forget... a male best friend should not leave his female best friend. .”
She added as she put the rose that looked like a little girl's sweet face into a pocket of Tang Shu's suit jacket...
"Did you know? This title of male best friend is an identity that indicates that I love you, and it is also the most accurate positioning of our identity relationship..."
"I fell in love with you at first sight. When I saw you in the park, my heart fell in love... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for people to change now - I also got another kind of favor from you earlier? You kissed me ...I would like you to be like that——"
Tang Shu blushed and murmured in a low voice, but did not dare to look directly into Song Jie's eyes.
"Oh - you are such a big boy..."
Song Jie suddenly said in surprise——
She looked directly at Tang Shu's face as red as an apple from the side, smiled silently, and said -
"Shu Shu, I think your memory is really good. You are indeed an excellent college student! What does it matter? I am also willing to kiss you now..."
So, Song Jie called Tang Shu over. She suddenly hugged Tang Shu and kissed Tang Shu gently on his forehead... Tang Shu responded...
But Tang Shu felt that this was indeed a simple, innocent, and quiet kiss, but it was different from the feeling of the previous kiss.
He just looked at Song Jie - her face was also blushing...
However, Song Jie quickly turned her face away and said, "Come with me, my best friend!" Then she picked up her steps and walked towards home...
Tang Shu followed Song Jie - however, he was always confused.
He looked up at the blue sky without any clouds——
He seemed to be staring deeply into the sky, but he didn't seem to know what to look at. His eyes were full of doubts, and his whole person seemed to be completely immersed in confusion.
"Is this the tender, reasonable, beautiful and virtuous woman..." Tang Shu thought suspiciously, "Is she the girl I know?"
As a result, Tang Shu seemed to feel that Song Jie's steps were slower - as if her whole body had become more solemn and lighter, and Ana's colorful figure - had become more well-proportioned and more graceful. A little more coordinated, a little more sophisticated...
Oh my God, this love that turns into the rain of lovesickness and nourishes silently into the heart has such a new and magical driving force that is unconventional and innovative——
This power was like a flame that was about to be extinguished, but it rekindled in Tang Shu's heart!
…
Early the next morning, Tang Shu received a message from Song Jie, asking him to eat hot pot in the south of the city at 6:30 pm.
"Who are there?" Tang Shu asked. He had to ask clearly to avoid being unprepared...
"You know all these people...don't ask so many questions, you just came..." Song Jie said.
…
Tang Shu came to the hot pot restaurant on time as promised——
This hot pot restaurant is extremely famous in the south of the city - the decoration style is unique, with oil paintings that are split in psychedelic melancholy and decorations that attract people at a glance, making people feel like they are in a... Art room.
The guests are all here... When Tang Shu arrived at the door of the store, Song Jie came to greet him.
He followed Song Jie into the private room, and when he looked around, he saw that it was the same group of people who went to Songcheng last time——
The only thing missing is Yu Qiang, who has a pimple on his head. He is still in the hospital. He has no chance to be happy, but he is depressed and depressed.
Shen Pu was mentally depressed - like a dark night sky without starlight, no one could see a glimmer of hope... He was sitting under the hot pot table, with all the buttons of his washed-white denim jacket flat and flat. , face flushed.
Zheng Wei's thin, thin face, which seemed to be made of bronze, seemed to have a sharp edge, often showed that kind of malicious smile - others would not easily detect it... He indeed did not get it Song Jie's joy...
Feng Jin was sitting on the table, smoking a cigarette... and nodded to Tang Shu as a greeting——
To be honest, since Feng Jin warned Tang Shu about that explanatory conversation, Tang Shu was a little afraid of seeing Feng Jin again, but at the same time he felt that he sincerely liked Feng Jin's honesty and frankness.
…
In Tang Shu's view, the charm of eating hot pot when everyone gathers around it lies in its unique "free matching" method, which allows everyone to choose the ingredients according to their own taste and enjoy it——
Chicken, duck, fish, lamb tripe, pork ribs, tripe, duck intestines, coriander balls, dumplings, vegetarian dishes, mushrooms, kelp, tofu, blood fungus, vermicelli, various seasonal side dishes and snacks...
Another oil dish and sesame oil garlic, paired with these delicious things...it's really delicious!
Tang Shu really hasn't had hot pot for a long time - this is really a hot pot meal that he hasn't seen for a long time, which makes him feel that the taste of hot pot is so refreshing and different from other foods!
Just like the first night that Tang Shu would never forget, they played wine table games again - shooting seven orders, rolling dice, guessing toothpicks, truth or dare, fifteen twenty, large and small watermelons, Russian Roulette...
During this period, Song Jie announced to everyone: "From now on, Shu Shu will be my best friend..."
Hearing this, everyone raised their glasses to congratulate Tang Shu——
This time, there were no weird pranks, no wild moves and shouts - the noisy atmosphere of rising and falling sounds like a clucking chicken had disappeared.
Song Jie gave their gathering a new mood, filled with a light fragrance, like a touch of warmth cooling Tang Shu's fragile but full heart.
