Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 71

2022-03-09

Chapter 71 Eating Hot Pot

When Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue came to the gate of the playground, Ai Liang had been waiting for a long time .

The air in the afternoon was very sultry. Leaving the lobby of the amusement park was like entering a steamer. After walking for a few minutes, the four of them began to sweat slightly on their heads.

The entertainment facilities in the playground are all air-conditioned, and they didn't stay in the open air for a long time, so they didn't feel too hot inside.

But it's different on the street. You can't just walk two steps to find a store and take a break, right?

"Ha, it's so hot, why is the bus stop so far from the playground."

Fang Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat from her forehead and said.

Yue Qihua took out a pack of wet wipes after hearing Fang Xiao's complaints and distributed one to everyone.

When it was Ai Liang's turn, Yue Qihua looked at his face and her ears turned red. Yang Xingyue's proposal was like a magic spell, it kept playing on a loop in her brain, so she couldn't do it at all. See Ai Liang.

After looking at Ai Liang, Yue Qihua looked away in a panic, then took out two wet wipes and stuffed them into Ma Yu, but did not hand them to Ai Liang in person.

"You and Ai Liang's."

Seeing the usual cheerful Yue Qihua turned into what he is now, Ma Yu was a little curious about what Ai Liang did on the Ferris wheel. what.

"Sister Hua is still considerate."

While Ma Yu took the wipes and wiped his sweat, he carefully observed Ai Liang's expression.

Unfortunately, he was still as cold as ever.

The only difference is that the complexion is a little softer than before, unlike in the past, the whole body exudes the atmosphere of acquaintances do not enter, strangers are rough.

While observing the facial expressions, Ma Yu suddenly found no sign of sweating on Ai Liang's forehead and nose.

He asked curiously: "Little Ai, you don't seem to be sweating much?"

"I'm relatively heat-resistant." Ai Liang replied calmly.

"Is this the legendary calmness of the heart, naturally cool, as expected of a man with a cool name." Fang Xiaoxiao said, "If only your air-conditioning could radiate out..." "

While handing over the wet wipes, Ma Yu tapped Fang Xiaoxiao's head: "Tell me a little less."

Ai Liang's physique is useless Wet wipes, he ignored Fang Xiaoxiao's nonsense and turned to stuff Yang Xingyue with the wet wipes that Ma Yu handed over.

This move ushered in three unidentified glances.

Ai Liang naturally noticed their gaze.

The wet wipes were given by Yue Qihua and couldn't be returned to her. Ma Yu didn't like to just wipe it twice and then throw it away.

I didn't sweat, so I couldn't get it and throw it in the trash, so Ai Liang gave it to the nearest Yang Xingyue.

Logically this makes perfect sense.

But Yang Xingyue didn't use the wipes himself, but turned around to help Yue Qihua wipe the sweat.

Knowing what Yang Xingyue was thinking, Yue Qihua avoided her hand with some resistance, his expression was like eating unripe hawthorn, and his whole face was twisted into a ball.

But seeing Yang Xingyue's pitiful appearance, Yue Qihua sighed returned to her side and let her wipe her face with a wet wipe.

After arriving at the bus stop, the sky began to turn gloomy, giving the illusion of heavy rain at any time.

In fact, this is not an illusion, because the forecast said that there will be heavy to heavy rain tonight.

After getting on the bus, everyone finally relieved, especially Ma Yu who was lying on the chair, fortunately there was no who was on the bus at this time, otherwise everyone would have pretended not to know him.

As soon as Ai Liang got in the car, he found a separate seat and sat down. Yang Xingyue wanted to take him with him in the back row, but he had to give up when he saw this.

Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao naturally sat together, so only Ai Liang sat in the single seat and the four were separated by a well-defined aisle.

There is no hot pot restaurant near the station, so people can only choose to eat in the city.

The hot pot restaurant Yue Qihua chose was not far away, and it took less than 300 meters to get off the bus.

A rumbling sound can be faintly heard in the sky, and a torrential rain is brewing above.

The rainstorm that originally started at 8 o'clock in the evening seems to be ahead of schedule.

The crowded pedestrian street, pedestrians are not worried about the impending rainstorm, and immerse themselves in their shopping trips.

For everyone, it's just a rainstorm, it's not worth mentioning compared to a precious rest day, it's not too late to leave when it rains.

Entering the hot pot restaurant, under the guidance of the waiter, they came to a seat by the window and sat down, which just happened to see the scene on the street.

Fang Xiaoxiao likes this position the most, because sitting in this kind of place, she can look down at others, and no longer has to look up at people's nostrils.

"Order, order, what do you want to eat?"

Fang Xiaoxiao picked up the menu excitedly, and every time she eats, she is the most active.

Ma Yu, who was sitting beside her, was the first to speak: "Broken viscera, coagulated bird blood, tangled tentacles, curled flesh, broken limbs, twisted stump leaves, sprouted Mycelium..."

It was an old investigator at a glance.

"Money belly, duck blood, squid, fat beef rolls, shrimp slips, cabbage leaves, mushrooms..." Fang Xiaoxiao sketched lightly with a pencil on the menu.

"Ma Yu, can you stop being a demon when you have a meal?"

Yue Qihua gave a helpless warning, then looked at Fang Xiaoxiao and said, "Really? Thank you for being able to understand."

"If you are used to listening at home, you will understand naturally. Sister Hua, what do you want to eat?"

Fang Xiaoxiao on the mandarin duck pot After ticking, he asked the remaining three.

"Just add tofu for me and Xingyue..." Yue Qihua pointed to the white tofu with her slender fingers.

Seeing Ai Liang staring at the menu and not speaking, Yue Qihua hesitated for a while and was about to speak, but was preempted by Yang Xingyue: "Ai Liang, what do you eat?"

Yang Xingyue secretly He took out his phone and planned to record Ai Liang's taste.

Because Ai Liang had an indifferent attitude no matter what she faced, and she didn't show any special preference for eating, which made her very distressed.

Three years later, she knew almost nothing about Ai Liang's liking, as if he had no desire at all.

"Ma Yu has already ordered the food I want."

Ai Liang calmly looked away from the mushrooms.

'Why do you want to order so many dishes at once, can't you just have all of them? '

Missing the opportunity to gather intelligence, Yang Xingyue closed the notepad a little depressed, and then complained to Ma Yu in his heart.

During the chat, the waiter came with a mandarin duck pot, and the cart that placed the ingredients also pushed over not long after.

After being hungry all day, the four of them turned on the firepower to the highest level, and poured all the food into the pot until it couldn't hold any more.

Ten minutes later, the soup pot began to churn, and five pairs of chopsticks stretched in together.

Appetite was satisfied, Yue Qihua gradually forgot about Yang Xingyue's three-person proposal, and the atmosphere between Ai Liang and Ai Liang became the same as usual, and the depression in Yang Xingyue's heart gradually dissipated.

Boom.

The rumbling sound of thunder and lightning came from outside the window.

"It's going to rain, it would be bad if the bus stopped running early because of the rainstorm."

Ma Yu noticed the scenery outside the window, the dark clouds shrouded his head, Pedestrians below also started calling Didi to go home.

"The weather forecast says that today's heavy rain will come at night... It seems that this is the rhythm ahead."

Fang Xiaoxiao clipped a cabbage leaf, like a rabbit Like little by little, he gnawed off the vegetable pole, and finally slipped it into his mouth.

"The weather has been too hot recently, and the rainstorm will not be very good. It will definitely be refreshing at night."

Yue Qihua is not very concerned about the unexpected weather conditions: "Wait a minute. If the bus stops running, just take DiDi and go back. Besides, how can the bus stop early because of a rain."

Ma Yu stretched his waist: "That's true, anyway, today is also the case. It's over."

"Xingyue, hurry up and eat it, the tofu in the bowl will be cold later." Yue Qihua glanced at Yang Xingyue and found that the tofu she had just filled was moving. Not moving.

She gently nudged Yang Xingyue, who was staring at the phone with a dull face: "What are you looking at?"

"Ai Liang." Yang Xingyue turned his head stiffly : "Your volunteer high school...isn't an experimental high school?"

In an instant, the world was quiet.

The bodies of Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue seem to have created a soundproof tape.

The conversations of other guests, the whistles outside the window, and the boiling sound of the soup pot in front of them were all isolated from the ears.

Only the heartbeat of dong dong dong became louder and louder, and the chopsticks in my hand seemed to be shaking with the heartbeat.

Yue Qihua began to think about the meaning of Yang Xingyue's words, but his stagnant brain was no longer functioning, and he just wanted to passively wait for that special voice to come to explain.

Only that sound could pass through the soundproof tape that the two had established.

It's a pity that this voice brought not the joke they expected, but the cold reality that extinguished the lingering fire in their hearts.

"I applied to the experimental middle school."

Ai Liang swallowed the mushroom and said the second half of the sentence: "The experimental middle school in Qianhua City."

(end of chapter)