Dong Qiangqiang originally thought that Du Lan would cry, or ask him loudly why, or stand up and angrily throw the tablecloth in his face and then curse and walk away, but Du Lan just stared at his face as if he was crying but not crying.
He was already nervous when he said this, and Du Lan's long gaze made him even more uneasy. He hurriedly bent over to pick up the fork on the ground, put it gently back on the table, stared at the candle on the red and white checkered tablecloth, and recounted in detail the cause and effect of his encounter with Sergeyla. .
His volume was not as strong as the noisy background sound in the restaurant, but it had a magical power that could cover up all the noise around him, allowing every word to be clearly transmitted to Du Lan's ears.
When she heard that he was forcibly abducted from the hotel that rainy night and almost buried alive on the mountainside by the other party, she opened her mouth in shock.
There was a long silence after the truth was revealed, both of them having their own thoughts. But what surprised Dong Qiangqiang was that Du Lan's rapid breathing gradually calmed down.
It seemed that Du Lan also believed that his thoughts were rational and normal. He breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Du Lan didn't make trouble, the next step would be to talk about the scene.
Just when he was about to characterize the relationship between the two of them as a couple for nearly a year as "boyfriend and boyfriend, we can get together and part ways, and we can still be friends again", Du Lan suddenly laughed.
It was a strange and contemptuous smile.
Dong Qiangqiang was so shocked by her smile that he secretly thought that Du Lan was stupid. But he is not a handsome man, and Du Lan is not a nymphomaniac. Ordinarily, he should not be, he comforted himself.
"Is there anything funny about what I said?" Dong Qiangqiang was confused.
"First of all, I never saw that you were chauvinistic before, and I never thought that Young Master Dong, who is not afraid of anything, would be afraid of a mere bad old man, especially when the old man didn't touch him very much. He was so anxious and anxious. He was in a panic and wanted to break up with his girlfriend, but he even claimed that he was doing it for his girlfriend's good. Is there anything more ridiculous and absurd in the world?" Du Lan raised his arms as he spoke, and the waiter not far away paid attention. Noticing her movement, he hurriedly walked towards the two of them.
Merely? Bad old man? Dong Qiangqiang was a little confused. With Du Lan's analysis, he seemed to be a timid coward. No, wait, what she just said was...first?
"And...second?"
The waiter had already walked to the table and took out paper and pen with a smile on his face: "What do you two want to add?"
"Six shots of dark beer." Du Lan made a "six" gesture while ordering a drink, and the waiter withdrew with a satisfied smile.
"Didn't you say during the day that you don't drink at night?" Dong Qiangqiang questioned, "And the Germans don't understand the meaning of your gestures."
"I'm angry." Du Lan rolled his eyes and said seriously, "Secondly, it's true that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, but you alone don't have to say anything about the breakup. We can't break up until I agree to break up." . Otherwise, why should I listen to you when you say we want to break up? Have I entrusted you to make any decisions for me before? If not, then why can you make the decision for me now? (Breakup) This matter must be equal between men and women, and it must be unanimously approved. That’s what counts.”
"Full vote?" Dong Qiangqiang was stopped by her barrage of questions. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he could only reiterate, "Du Lan! I'm not kidding. Although I don't know what Sergeyla will do, I can't let you take the risk. this……"
"Nein! Nein! Nein! (German: No! No! No!)" Du Lan interrupted Dong Qiangqiang by shaking his index finger and continued, "There is no need to discuss this matter, I don't agree!"
Du Lan's strong attitude in refusing to break up was beyond Dong Qiangqiang's expectations. He thought he could easily convince the other party, but he hit a hard wall. His usual eloquence seemed to have been left in Hannover, and what he rushed to Munich was just a thoughtless body. Although he was rejected, he was also labeled as "coward", "macho" and other labels that Dong Qiangqiang despises most.
The air was filled with Dong Qiangqiang's embarrassment in capital letters.
He could only remain silent.
Looking at the German diners who were singing loudly with the singers on the stage, Du Lan suddenly said softly: "But, although you are timid and fearful, you are not without merit. At least there is some consideration for me in your reasons." , although I don’t need you to consider this, but since you are young and ignorant, I still forgive you. If you mention breaking up again next time, I will bite you with a big mouth. "
Although Du Lan is a Northeastern girl, she has been in Germany for a long time and usually doesn't speak Northeastern dialect much to Dong Qiangqiang. This time, she suddenly heard the local accent. Even she herself found it funny. She burst out laughing again.
The atmosphere seems to have relaxed a bit.
A German waitress with blond hair and blue eyes, who was as tall as Dong Qiangqiang, had 10 bottles of dark beer hanging in her arms. She effortlessly walked through the many diners and walked to the table for two. She easily removed the six bottles of dark beer from her arms and placed them on the table. After leaving a "bon appetit" message, he walked to another table with the remaining four bottles of dark beer on his arm.
Each bottle of dark beer in HB Beer Hall comes in a one-liter bottle, with a liquor content of nearly 1 kilogram. Looking at the six large glasses of dark beer with fine and rich foam on the table, Dong Qiangqiang felt his scalp numb and his throat burning.
"You ordered so much wine that neither of us can finish it," Dong Qiangqiang felt overwhelmed, "We can't pack it if we can't finish it. Isn't it all wasted?"
"Can't finish it?" Du Lan ordered with disdain, "You must finish it today."
"Why?"
"Because you just said the wrong thing."
Dong Qiangqiang couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't understand."
"What don't you understand?" Du Lan picked up one of the bottles and motioned for Dong Qiangqiang to drink too. Then he gently touched Dong Qiangqiang's dark beer cup, and the heavy glass suddenly made a dull sound.
She raised her neck and took a big sip, then put down the glass, as if waiting for the beer to slowly sink into her stomach.
Having known Du Lan for so long, Dong Qiangqiang seemed to have never seen Du Lan drink so hard. Just when he was about to dissuade him, he suddenly remembered what Du Lan had just asked him, "Why do you make decisions for me?" and had to swallow his words alive. , followed with a heavy mouth.
"I don't understand..." Dong Qiangqiang wiped away the beer foam left on his mouth after drinking the beer, "I don't want to bring any danger to anyone, let alone you."
Du Lan took another big sip, smashed the wine glass on the table with a "bang", stared at Dong Qiangqiang as if he was very angry, and breathed out the wine and said word by word: "Because not every girl is Hualing." , remember, my name is Du Lan!"
She drank the remaining beer in her glass.
Looking at the beer foam on the wall of Du Lan's empty cup, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt a sense of happiness that could not be described in words.
"You..." Before Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, the performance on the stage not far away stopped for some reason, and then the crowd burst into cheers, whistles and applause. Before Dong Qiangqiang turned around to see what was going on, he heard a A strange male voice drifted into his ears from behind.
"Oh my God! Isn't this Mr. Dong? What's the wind that brings you here so thin?"
In the first month after Dong Qiangqiang and Lao Bai returned to Germany from Sweden, this voice would haunt him in his dreams every now and then. Although this person would not give him nightmares, it would make him dizzy. Outwardly disgusting.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, a burst of pungent cologne rushed over first.
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