Chapter 196

"I refuse. It's just a kiss. It's really hard for you to accept it. Nangong Qi, you should know what I do to you. Besides, if I don't take advantage of it, my psychology will be particularly uncomfortable. Maybe I will have some thoughts of suicide. I can't guarantee it myself."

Nangong Qi was frightened by what he Junxi said. I don't know whether what he said is true. If it is true, he Junxi will continue to receive treatment. He may have new psychological problems, which is also very common in psychology. Nangong Qi nodded helplessly.

He Junxi happily took Nangong Qi's hand. They went to the waiter dressed as a rabbit girl, "Hello, we'll take part in this activity. Just kiss."

The waiter smiled at he Junxi, "yes."

Just dropped

He Junxi leaned down and put his thin lips on Nangong Qi's small mouth. Nangong Qi felt the slight cold on her lips, her face was hot, and her heart was beating. She couldn't breathe.

He Junxi left nangongqi's lips contentedly. Although he only tasted it, he was satisfied. He felt that he had the most beautiful person in the world.

The whole world doesn't know who is waiting for whom, but I've been waiting for you

After Nangong Qi and he Junxi bought coffee, they went directly to the small theater. Along the way, neither of them spoke.

Nangong Qi felt very embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

He Junxi himself is a person with few words. He Junxi seldom talks except for work. He doesn't feel embarrassed about his relationship with Nangong Qi.

When the two arrived at the theater, it was already full of people. He Junxi and Nangong Qi found their place and sat down. A seesaw was placed in the middle of the stage, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.

Soon, the play began. A 50-60-year-old uncle came out with a box in his hands. His temples were silver white, wearing a gray old-fashioned shirt, a pair of black trousers and a pair of canvas shoes.

He slowly opened the box full of letters

"I remember when I rushed to your funeral last year, I was three days late. Your sister delivered the suitcase you left to me. I took it back to the city we knew at the beginning, but I didn't have the courage to open it..."

The desolate music is ringing

"It was not until our anniversary came that I summoned up the courage to open it, just as I thought... Looking at the intact letters inside, let the past reappear in front of me..." the voice became more choked, and uncle recovered for a long time

The play has just begun, and Nangong Qi almost burst into tears. Is it because she has it? Is the beginning of loss? So is she destined to lose love in her life?

As soon as the play ended, Nangong Qi wiped away her tears and came out with he Junxi

"I didn't expect you to feel so deeply about watching the small theater. Can I often ask you out to see it together?" he Junxi asked.

"Well, in fact, I think this kind of play is very good. When she said it, Nangong Qi's tears almost fell out again

After that, they found a western restaurant and sat down. In fact, neither of them likes Western food, but it doesn't hurt to delay occasionally. Nangong Qi and he Junxi haven't eaten Western food for a long time. Today they just want to change their old habits.

The waiter came to their table with a menu. "Hello, sir and miss, what would you like to eat?"

He Junxi handed the menu to Nangong Qi, "what do you want to eat?"

Nangong Qi flipped through the menu. There were only a few kinds in total. It was the same to eat. "I want a secret steak, medium rare. Then give me another piece of pudding, and I'll have so much." Nangong Qi handed the list to he Junxi, "what do you want to eat?"

"I'll have a steak, too. Give me another macaroni. I want the steak well done."

"OK, sir, miss, please wait a moment!" the waiter poured a glass of lemonade for he Junxi and Nangong Qi and withdrew.

"A sentence in the play just now seems to wake me up. Maybe having is often the beginning of loss... But I don't think so. Even if the final painful loss, it is still the story of that time..." he Junxi has endless aftertaste.

Nangong Qi looked at he Junxi and fell into meditation. She didn't respond to him. Isn't it really the beginning of loss? Does she have no love? Not lose love?

The steak came up soon. He Junxi brought nangongqi's steak to his face, cut it piece by piece, and then put it back in front of nangongqi, and then cut his steak piece by piece.

Nangong Qi looked at this scene and suddenly felt mixed. There was indeed a gap between people. When Nangong Qi and Wang Ze ate Western food together, Wang Ze never helped Nangong Qi cut the steak before eating it.

Wang Ze always takes care of himself first. Sometimes when Wang Ze doesn't have enough steak, Nangong Qi gives him his own. Whether she is full or not, Wang Ze eats it

Wang Ze likes to eat Western food, hamburgers and so on, but Nangong Qi has no feelings for these things since childhood. As long as Wang Ze wants to eat, she will eat with Wang Ze.

Thinking of the green years when she was young, Nangong Qi felt that her youth seemed to be fed to the dog.

"He Junxi, thank you for doing all this for me. In the past, when he was with Wang Ze, he only looked at himself and seldom considered my needs." Chinese people like to chat while eating. He Junxi and Nangong Qi inherited this. After all, the west is not like this.

"But there is one thing I haven't learned. That is, we Chinese like to talk about business at the wine table. Foreigners don't. I remember once when I had dinner with Zhao Cheng'an in a western restaurant and talked about where I was interested, our two voices were really a little loud. A foreigner came directly to us and said directly to us , you're disturbing us. "

Nangong Qi was amused by he Junxi when he talked about his interesting things abroad. "Then do you let foreigners say you like this?"

"What else can we do? I didn't dare to be wild in other people's territory, so I had to apologize to them. However, since then, I rarely went to Western restaurants for dinner. Unless necessary, it's a pity that our Chinese Western restaurants are not as strict as those in the West."

"You are the boss of a big enterprise. How can you be like us ordinary people? The overbearing president on TV likes to eat Western food, drink red wine and be silent. You are good. It's totally different. It's just subversion." Nangong Qi joked.