I'd love to live next door to you

Song youman quarreled for a day to see "Xige", finally arrived, but he was not alone

There is also a man who looks about his age. He looks ok. He has a little bad smile.

As when he met on the highway that day, "Xige" still wore a black mask that covered most of his face. He wore a black T, which made his originally thin body more slender.

Dong Yi: "brother Xi, you are here..."

With that, Dong Yi will get up and pull a chair for two people.

But before his hand touched the chair, Han Zhijin said, "no need."

I don't know if it's because of a mask, his voice is very dull, just like his people give song youman the same feeling, familiar and inexplicable strange.

Han Zhijin didn't look at Dong Yi, but he seemed to know the doubts in his heart. The next second he said, "have you finished?"

"After that..." After a meal, Dong Yi added, "brother Xi, you said we should eat first, and I'll eat first with Miss Song..."

Before Dong Yi finished speaking, Han Zhijin took his wallet out of his pocket and said to the waiter who brought him up: "after that, check out.

Check out?

When song youman heard these words, she frowned suddenly. She spent the whole afternoon in his shop, not to settle accounts for him

Song youman subconsciously said, "West..."

Han Zhijin, paying the waiter, seemed to know what she was going to say. He raised his head slightly and glanced at her side. "If Miss Song doesn't mind, she will go to the bar with us for a while."

Song youman swallows the follow-up words to her mouth. She is not sure whether she is the one she is looking for or the one who has been waiting for a long time. She is not familiar with the place of life here. She also meets Dong Yi by chance. It's not wise to follow them to the bar

But at the thought of a glimmer of hope, the person in front of her may be the one she is looking for Song youman took the chance without hesitation. She nodded to "Xige" with a smile: "OK, I'd like to have two drinks, too."

Han Zhijin didn't speak any more. After signing the bill, he motioned Dong Yi to start the car downstairs.

The bar in the mouth of "Xige" is not the kind that song youman often goes to in Beijing. It is more like a nightclub. There are many waiters and waiters in it. When entertaining people, it means a lot.

It can be seen that they should be regular customers here. The waiters are very warm and respectful to them, and even invite them to the biggest and best box.

The manager personally took the drink ordered by the iPad, and "Xige" didn't even look at the drink list, and said "it's the same as before".