"Chanling,"
When Can Ling came, Jia Li Huai'en got up and realized that it was his man who had reserved the place today.
Jiali Huai'en certainly didn't know that Lu Meng had already encountered him, but he knew that he must be rushing towards Xiaolu when he showed up now. After all, Xiaolu was by Yuyang's side now, so it was impossible for him not to know.
Everyone knows that Can Ling is still in the hospital, and they are all familiar with his habit of "not easily coming out once he is hospitalized". Therefore, it is quite a surprise to Jia Li Huai'en that Can Ling comes here in person at this time - but What he was thinking was that he might be really curious about the little deer and come and take a look for himself; he didn't suspect that he had something to do with the little deer...
The little deer must have stood up too. She was still wearing prison uniform, her head lowered, and she looked obedient.
Can Ling didn't look at her, but looked at Jia Li and the others kindly, "How about the wine? It's not bad."
"Okay, thank you." Jiali replied politely.
But Canling had already seen the Maotai placed by Lu Meng's hand, and the bright yellow wine pot on the Long Tan placed far away - it seemed that they didn't like her. Xiao Yun actually saw it when he came in behind him, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Chan Ling also said, "No," this guy doesn't like that either...
"Lu Meng." Jia Li compared Lu Meng, but he still wanted to introduce him.
"Mengmeng, this is Canling." Obviously, Jia Li talked much closer to her.
Lu Meng raised his head and nodded to him generously.
Can Ling smiled and said, "Fei Kai is treating us today. I delayed you for a while at first. I'm sorry, but this table is mine today." Can Ling was free and easy, saying it was for Jia Li and the others, but in fact, Xiao Lu understood in his heart. He was explaining this to himself - the last time they met for the first time, although there was such an "in-depth communication" from the beginning, as he said, Can Ling left a good impression on Xiaolu from the beginning.
"Yes, the people below are not attentive in their work. We are also negligent, Haihan." Xiaoyun also said, and his meaning is very clear. "We are negligent" because we really don't know your taste and the wine was not delivered well. You "Haihan".
Huai En smiled and gestured, "Sit, sit, no matter what, we had a great time eating afterwards." After all, Chan Ling came over in person, so he still had to give him face.
This is how Ganger sat: Lu Meng sat at the outermost part of the round table because she could see the scenery outside the window, Jia Li sat on her left side, and next down, Huaien sat.
At this time, Xiaoyun opened the seat on the right side of Lu Meng, Chanling sat down, and Xiaoyun sat down next to him.
After Canling sat down, he raised his hand to the pot of wine in Longtan. Xiaoyun took it and handed it to him. Can Ling poured wine into his own glass without looking at her, but he clearly asked her, "Doesn't it suit your taste?"
Jiali and Huai'en didn't say anything. They clearly said "ok" just now, but they weren't embarrassed either. They all looked at Xiaolu with smiles.
Lu Meng picked up the unfinished cigarette that he had placed next to the ashtray when they came in, took a puff, and plucked his eyebrows with his little fingernails without any embarrassment, "The scent is quite fragrant, but a bit bland."
Xiaoyun remembered, she likes strong drinks!
Can Ling picked up the wine glass, then looked over, and respectfully bowed to Jia Li and Huai'en first. Jia Li and Huai'en both picked up the wine glasses and also bowed. Can Ling looked at her again and said, "Oh, then I don’t know yet,” he bowed to her again and said, “You can do whatever you want.” So handsome, he drank it down in one gulp to apologize.
Xiao Lu also picked up the wine glass, and drank it as he was toasting her. She always accompanied him, with a cigarette between her fingers, and raised her head slightly, and drank the glass.
For the rest, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Xiaolu still didn't talk much as they chatted about eating and drinking. But with a smile and a few words in the smoke, Xiaoyun really saw the courage of this "Zhongdu Xiaolu". She drank so much, the wine was like water, and she smoked fiercely. She would cough lightly intermittently, and Kerry would pat her back. She waved her hand and held the wine... She looked so tender, and her face and neck were so white. She can pinch water, her eyes are clear and calm, especially when the smoke comes out of her mouth and nose, and she listens carefully to what others are saying, she is indescribably beautiful, even heartbreaking...
She asked Jia Li again about Da Lu in Jiuli Hutong, continuing the topic that had been interrupted by Chan Ling's entry. ——This matter was a big fuss at the time. How could Canling and Xiaoyun not know about it? Even if they were just joking about it, Xiaolu didn't know about it? Xiaoyun looked at Huai'en at that moment. Huai'en shook his head, pointed at his head, and said silently, "I have lost my memory." But in Canling's heart...she is really a treasure, and she has such a huge hatred, have you forgotten? No wonder "Wan Yuan" is so at the mercy of Tang Yourong, even if he is sentenced to death with a reprieve...
The little deer didn't care about their little tricks. She listened to the big deer's anecdotes as anecdotes.
"It is said that your sister fell in love with Tingyu. Tingyu ignored her, so your sister went to Jiuli Hutong. Oh, those alleys are full of skin and meat businesses." Jia Li said, flicking the ashes of his cigarette and lowering his eyes with a slight smile. laugh. What he said was that not everyone could go to the "flesh business" in Jiuli Hutong. Everyone at their table, except Chan Ling, had to make a reservation.
Lu Mengliang didn't care what the alley was for, she was only interested in whether her sister won the battle, "You said we had a fight, who won."
"Lu An lost." Chan Ling replied,
Lu Meng slowly turned to look at him, still holding the wine glass in his hand, "She was beaten?"
Can Ling rubbed the edge of the wine glass with one hand, and with a slight smile on his face, he slowly turned to look at her, "She was hospitalized when we got back. I heard that she could rarely get out of bed and move around until she died."
The men at the table didn't say anything, and they didn't understand why Can Ling expressed it like this. He expressed it as if Lu An's death was somehow related to "this fight". In fact, everyone knew that Lu An died of AIDS...
Lu Meng drank the glass of wine in his hand, put it down and said "oh".
