My legendary life

Xie Dong sat opposite Ding Miaomiao. He didn't dare to look directly into Ding Miaomiao's eyes, so he just lowered his head slightly and asked softly, "how did you come here? Do you have an interview assignment? "

"Yes, there's a news story. I just got in touch with the relevant parties in the morning, and I came here in a hurry. I didn't even bring my luggage. I didn't expect that it was so cold in Haizhou, so I wanted to borrow clothes from you!" Ding Miao looked at Xie Dong, tone is still light.

Just now, because of nervousness, Xie Dong didn't pay attention to Ding Miaomiao's clothes at all. After listening to her, he found that Ding Miaomiao's clothes were really thin. It was just a thin suit coat, and the bottom coat inside was more beautiful than useful. The function of decoration was greater than warmth.

He thought a little, then took off his coat, handed it to Ding Miaomiao and said, "make do with it, it's better than freezing!"

Ding Miaomiao raised his mouth slightly, took over the clothes and said with a smile, "how can I say I'll make do with it? I'm freezing! I want to make a cup of hot tea here to warm my body, but I met you unexpectedly. " Voice fell, her eyes flashed a trace of melancholy, although fleeting, Xie Dong still caught.

"Miao Miao..." Xie Dong sighed, and he wanted to say nothing.

"You don't have to say any more. We are all adults and can be responsible for what we do. We can't help each other, and we don't have to forget each other. Let's have dinner together tonight! " Ding Miaomiao looked at him and said frankly.

He knew Ding Miaomiao's personality. Apart from being able in her career, she was not a drag on her feelings. She would not cry in front of him like a complaining woman. However, the more so, Xie Dong felt that he owed her too much. "I'm sorry for you!" He looked at Ding Miaomiao and said in a heavy tone.

"Why are you so fussy? They say no more. Well, you are the host of this meal tonight, even as a consolation to my young heart! " Ding Miaomiao's tone is very relaxed.

Speaking of this, Xie Dong naturally can not continue to say anything, even if there is more guilt and uneasiness, it can only be hidden in the bottom of his heart.

Both of them were embarrassed for a while. Fortunately, Ding Miaomiao was always able to find a topic to switch, which made Xie Dong feel that it was not difficult. After another chat, they took the elevator to their respective rooms. As the hotel received the tour group today, the individual guests were arranged in rooms from the ninth floor to the eleventh floor. Ding Miaomiao is on the ninth floor and Xie Dong is on the eleventh floor.

Back in the room, Xie Dong simply cleaned up, found a thicker dress from the trunk and put it on. Just now, I gave the clothes to Ding Miaomiao downstairs, and he was also very cold.

They made an appointment to have dinner at six o'clock. He looked at the time, and there were more than 20 minutes left. It was just time to order the dishes first. When Ding Miaomiao arrived, he could eat them directly. Thinking of this, he went to the restaurant on the second floor, asked for a private room, and then ordered according to Ding Miaomiao's taste.

At six o'clock, Ding Miaomiao arrived as promised. Just downstairs, probably because it was too cold, Ding Miaomiao's face was not very good. Although I'm still wearing that suit now, I look much better. Xie Dong watched her walk into the private room, but he was a little crazy for a moment. In his mind, he could not help but imagine the scene of the two people grinding each other.

"I ordered so many dishes, which are all my favorite. It seems that I don't need to lose weight tonight!" Ding Miao Miao looked at the table full of food and joked.

"Oh, right... It's not true that you have the strength to lose weight only when you have enough to eat," Xie Dong hesitated and quickly took back his mind. As he spoke, he poured two glasses of red wine on one side, picked up one and handed it to Ding Miaomiao, saying, "I don't know if Lao maozi's wine is good?"

"Their vodka is the most famous. As for red wine, it's much inferior. Why don't we change it to vodka?" Ding Miaomiao suggested excitedly.

Although Xie Dong doesn't often drink, he also knows that vodka is Russian spirits, at least 40 degrees. He didn't care what kind of wine he drank. He was just worried that Ding Miaomiao would hurt himself if he drank such a strong wine. "It's better not to drink. The degree of the wine is too high. It's too strong. It's harmful."

"It doesn't matter. We don't drink much. Isn't it a bit of a loss to come to Haizhou and not taste vodka? " Ding insisted.

See Ding Miao Miao say so, Xie Dong has to agree. So he called the waiter and ordered a bottle of vodka imported from Russia.

"That's about the same. Come on, let's learn from the Russians and have a drink!" Ding Miaomiao said, holding up the glass.

"I haven't eaten a mouthful of food. If I drink directly, I'm not afraid of your stomach?" Xie Dong said with great concern, "it's not a social event. Why is it so urgent to drink?"

Ding Miaomiao pretended to be helpless to make a face, and then obediently began to eat. "Why don't you eat? How boring it is for me to eat it myself? "

"Oh, I'm not hungry. I ate on the train when I came here." Xie Dong made up a reason casually. He was not hungry, but in a disorderly mood. He was not in the mood to eat at all. If in the past, for Ding Miaomiao such questions, he would be out of the way, "I want to eat you!" It's not what it used to be. Now he can't tear down a family and destroy a woman.

Perhaps because of the effect of alcohol, Ding Miaomiao became very talkative. Xie Dong also drank a lot of wine with him. The more they talked, the more excited they were. Although most of them were irrelevant topics, they also had a hot chat.After a bottle of vodka, they drank the red wine. But for Xie Dong, Ding Miaomiao would continue to order wine. Although he has been talking and laughing, Xie Dong feels that Ding Miao Miao is drowning his worries with wine. Long pain is not as good as short pain, time will slowly polish away all traces of pain, he thought silently in his heart.

It's almost nine o'clock. Xie Dong has settled the bill. Seeing that Ding Miaomiao is a little unsteady, he gently supports her to the elevator. Ding Miaomiao leaned quietly on his arm, and neither of them spoke. "Red crisp hands, yellow rattan wine, full of spring, palace walls and willows. A cup of melancholy, years away, wrong, wrong, wrong, "Ding Miaomiao suddenly murmured.

Although Xie Dong didn't go to university, he read a lot of books. Naturally, he knew that what Ding Miaomiao recited was a poem written by Lu you for his original mate Tang Wan. The sadness in the poem coincided with their situation. Xie Dong sighed deeply, speechless.

"Thank you for your dinner," said Ding Miaomiao, standing in front of his room. With that, he opened the door and went in without waiting for Xie Dong to answer. Xie Dong stood at the door, a little at a loss for a moment. He didn't dare to step in because he didn't have confidence, or he knew exactly that if he went in, he would not be able to hold it.