People may make mistakes when they are absent-minded.
Li Nanfang was just like this. As soon as the elevator door opened, he stepped out quickly, just bumping into the person who was about to enter.
It's absolutely an instinctive reaction. As soon as Li Nan Nan's body comes into contact with the other person, he can judge that the other person is a woman from his hand feeling or other feelings.
A man's chest doesn't have those two lumps of bulging flesh, especially the fragrance that instantly touches his olfactory nerve, which immediately makes him further realize that he is a girl.
Or a virgin.
Well, the other person is an underage girl.
It's a normal phenomenon in daily life to bump into a girl who is going to walk in when you head down and get out of the elevator. It's just a matter of saying sorry, and then everyone goes on their own.
I'm sorry.
These words still revolve around Li NanFang's mouth, and the girl scolds like a machine gun: "hold a piece of grass, don't you have eyes when you walk? Walk low head, this is to change money, or to find you have long been thrown into a woman ditch in the youth? Damn, how dare you stare at me? Believe it or not, believe it or not -- "
When Chen Xiao scolded him, his eyes widened and his face looked like he had seen a ghost. When he was stunned, he didn't even forget to breathe.
Lin Wanqing, who came back after going out to buy dinner for Chen Dali and others with Chen Xiao, stood beside her.
After they accidentally bump into each other, Lin Wanqing hasn't had time to react. Chen Xiao just scolds Li Nanfang.
As a result, she said to Li Nanfang, "brother, are you ok?"
"It's OK. I've met old Dong and them, and I've said everything I should. Well, what? I left a little bit in advance. Oh, by the way, if you have time, help me to discipline this dead girl. Otherwise, sooner or later, she will meet the hard stubble and suffer. I'm still a high school student. I really have no quality. "
He waved to Lin Wanqing and glared at Chen Xiao, who was still in a daze. Li Nanfang walked away quickly.
Seeing Li Nanfang out of the hall, Lin Wanqing's pretty eyebrows wrinkled into a knot in one's heart.
She could see that my brother was worried again.
Otherwise, he would not scold Chen Xiao, his eyes are always erratic, which is clearly uneasy.
"Well. Buddha, can't you bless my brother? He has suffered a lot and has been tired a lot. "
Lin Wanqing suddenly loves Li Nanfang. She really wants to catch up with him and hold him tightly behind his back.
Don't say anything, what's good, just hold him quietly, let him feel that she is very worried about his heart, maybe his troubles will be alleviated?
Just as Lin Wanqing's feeling became stronger and stronger, and he really wanted to run out, Chen Xiaoqing woke up, grabbed her arm, and screamed, "I'm not dreaming, am I? Is that stupid man Li Nanfang? Li Nanfang, long dead? "
Lin Wanqing sighed: "ah, Chen Xiao, can't we talk well?"
"No, no, absolutely not!"
Chen Xiao shook his head like a rattle, and continued to say loudly, "grass, grass, I have to use this language to express the extreme shock in my heart."
"Brother Nanfang, why are you back?"
Lin Wanqing doesn't like Chen Xiao's disrespect for his brother behind his back. Suddenly he is stunned and looks up at the door.
Hearing that Li Nanfang came back, Chen Xiao immediately shut up and subconsciously covered his buttocks with his hands.
The scene that Li Nanfang once beat her ass, as if it was yesterday.
It hurts.
She looked at the door of the lobby, but found it empty. She quickly asked, "what about him or his people?"
Li NanFang's people had already got on the bus and drove to the gate of the hospital.
Not long after it was dark, a couple of young lovers walked by on the sidewalk. Li Nanfang wanted to stop the car, jumped to kick the man to the ground and scolded him for not having enough quality. Why did Mao come to the street to show his love when others were very upset?
Of course, he just thought about it in this way and would never do it.
After all, he is a person with quality. How can he do things without quality?
When you feel bored, you can find a bar to have a drink. When you meet a beautiful woman, you can tease her.
As soon as he thought about drinking, he saw a bar.
This bar looks familiar.
Li Nanfang remembers.
Not long after he first came to Qingshan last year, he once came here to drink wine. He met Sui Yueyue, who worked here, and helped her to teach Jin Shao a lesson.
It was also that night that Yue Zitong, who didn't care about his life or death, came here at a high speed because of her elder sister's face when she learned that this guy was in trouble here. She happened to meet her little nephew who was beaten by the bar owner and others. She suddenly burst into a rage and showed her super female agent's unique style and put all those people out one by one.
Li Nanfang still remembers that he once reminded her to go away when she put on the sass of a burning incense in the sky.
These things happened as if they were yesterday, and gave Li Nanfang a clear illusion.
As if, as long as he walked in, he could see a girl in a card seat.
He saw the girl at the same time, she also saw him, Xiumei immediately frowned, hummed and asked: "hum, what time is it, how can you come?"
"It's only half past eight, isn't it late?"
Li Nanfang murmured back, stopped the car at the edge, opened the door, got off and walked slowly into the bar.
The layout of the bar is different from that of last year.
The bar owner is no longer the bald man with a thick gold chain around his neck, a dragon on his arm and a cigarette in his mouth. Instead, he is a young man who wears a suit and speaks politely to everyone with a smile.
The image of the new boss is much better than that of the bald one.
But Li Nanfang was not pleased.
Don't you think you should have a bald head, tattoos and a chain around your neck?
Why does Mao dress so formally and act like a people's teacher, which makes people feel uncomfortable?
It's just like a wolf eating meat suddenly turns into a sheep eating grass. It's too much of a sense of substitution.
Not only the decoration, layout and boss of the bar have changed, but also there is no girl Li Nanfang most wants to see on all the card seats.
There is no Yue Zitong or Sui Yueyue in the bar tonight.
There are only a dozen young men and women who don't know each other. They sit together in twos and threes. Some are watching their mobile phones, and some are hugging and kissing each other.
Li Nanfang was so empty that he found a card seat and sat down.
"What would you like to drink, sir?"
A waitress in a big red sleeveless Qipao came over with a professional smile.
"A dozen --"
When Li Nanfang was about to talk about a dozen beers, he suddenly remembered that he had to go to the station to see Longcheng off at 9:30, so he changed his words: "have a drink and don't go home tonight."
Don't go home tonight. It's a cocktail specially made for men. The alcohol content is more than 40%. When it's ignited by a fire, it feels like salt is sprinkled on the wound. It's thick, strong, spicy and tastes strange. Maybe only real warriors dare to try it.
Maybe only a fool can order such a cup of things, gently shaking the glass, recalling some unforgettable past.
Li Nanfang is such a fool.
What's more, after ordering a cup and not going home tonight, he just shook it slowly in his hand, but didn't drink it.
No drinking for the time being.
Because he will send Longcheng to the station later. If he drinks, who can guarantee that he won't meet the traffic police uncle Zha on the road?
Once checked, it will be very difficult for Li Nanfang to hide his whereabouts.
Although the police can't stop him according to his driving skills, he still doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
Anyway, there is no rule that you have to drink after ordering in the bar.
Friends like to play with wine glasses, who can control it?
Under the light, colorful liquid swam back and forth in the glass wall, always trying to hang on the glass, but finally could only reluctantly drip down.
Just like Li NanFang's helpless life.
Staring at the glass, he thought a lot, a lot.
In more than ten hours, it will be the auspicious time for him to tie the knot with Hua yeshen. He will use the way of the mysterious bridegroom's sudden appearance to make the heartless man, no, the heartless woman look shameless in the eyes of the public.
Since he had a grand wedding with Hua yeshen, he was always imagining how Yue Zitong would react to him these days.
Every time I think about it, he will have a sour feeling of relieving Qi.
It's too special!
It's the feeling that a famous lady is having diarrhea when she is attending a high-end cocktail party and is surrounded by a lot of gentlemen. She finally clenches her teeth in secret and is careful not to make mistakes. She squats on the toilet.
Especially when a person is in a daze, Li Nanfang will think more like this.
Now he's still thinking.
I wonder what kind of reaction Yue Zitong will have when he sees him tomorrow.
As he thought about it, a cruel sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.
In fact, he didn't know that the more he thought about it, the more he cared about Yue Zitong.
If he doesn't care about her, why do he have to rack his brains and work so hard?
He could walk up to her, shake her hand, wish her and Helan a happy wedding, and then turn around and leave.
If you care too much about someone, you will be possessed.
Hum, hum, the rapid vibration of mobile phone awakened Li Nanfang from the cruel feeling of revenge.
It's a call from Longcheng, asking if he's finished pacifying his generals.
If not, she can call the special bus driver and send a special bus to take her to the airport.
"It's over. I'll see you off."
Li Nanfang said, took out a few bills on the table, got up and walked out of the bar.
In the future, he will not come here again.
Some things, some people should put down.
It's like the glass of wine is still on the table, and the money next to it has been taken away by the waiter.
The young waitress, who was in a sentimental age, had already noticed Li Nanfang when he was in a daze for a long time with his wine glass. She guessed that he came to the bar tonight not to drink, but to recall a beautiful past.
So the waitress felt that it was best to leave this lonely glass of wine and the ashtray, where there was no longer smoke, on the table for a while.
Maybe, later, a beautiful lady will be sitting in this seat. After seeing this glass of wine and several cigarette ends in the ashtray, she will associate with a man who came to look for memories and once sat here.
The waitress should buy the lottery.
Because she had just expected this, she saw a young woman in slim figure, walked into the bar, looked left and right, went straight to the card seat, hesitated a little, lifted the hem of the windbreaker and sat down.