"Ma Dashuai, today's wine is good. I drink very fast."

Gao mu can feel that Ma Yiming is drinking, and he is about to hang up.

"Average, average, the third in the country. My wine has always been very good, okay?"

"Well, your wine is good. Then don't you hurry to tell me what your next life goal is?"

"Life goal!" people who want to be drunk don't need to be advised to drink. Ma Yiming put the bottle in his hand on his mouth: "I want to wander and see the outside world. I heard it's wonderful."

"Get out!" the double middle finger said, "tell the truth!"

"Do you have huazi? One first!"

Ma Yiming put down the bottle and felt in his trouser pocket for a long time. He didn't have a thin one except that he couldn't smoke.

"Take it." Gao Mu conveniently lost a bag of Zhonghua who smoked half of it: "smoke less."

"Hoo, comfortable." long smoke ring, long smoke: "my family gave me three choices, but I don't want to choose any."

"So many choices are rich enough. Aren't you the best at choosing C? Why not?"

The conditions of Ma Yiming's family are actually good. His parents are double employees and his types of work are iron rice bowls. His life has been much better than that of Gao Mu since childhood.

If the two exchange, Gao Jianguo can give Gao Mu a single choice.

"Come on, I'm serious. The first is Gaofu and the second is private. You know both. Do you know what the third is?"

After graduating from high school, Ma Yiming's smoking posture has also changed. He is a lot more aboveboard and sassy.

"How can I know what it is if you don't say it?"

"They let me go to Guangzhou. A relative opened a clothing factory there. They want me to do clothing business with that relative."

Ma Yiming's rejection of this proposal can be seen from the smoke he spits out.

"It's good to go to the demon city. The foreign trade clothes there will be very popular in the future. I think your suggestion is quite reliable. Why don't you like it?"

Gao Mu has a historic perspective. He doesn't know whether Ma Yiming can rise up in this industry, but he knows whether this industry has a future in the next few decades.

"Demon? What?"

"Oh, demon is another name for Guangzhou. There are four major cities in China. The other three are Kyoto, Beijing, magic capital, Shanghai and Chengdu."

This momentum is Gao Mu's habit. He prefers to call it this way.

"Poof, I understand all three. What is Chengdu?"

Half a mouthful of beer in Ma Yiming's mouth sprayed on the ground and almost sprayed on the trouser legs of the people at the next table.

"What makes me cry is not only the wine last night, but also your tenderness... Chengdu, only you can't take away,

Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh... Until all the lights are off, you will hold my sleeve, I will put my hand into my trouser pocket, go to the end of Yulin road and sit at the door of the tavern... This is Chengdu. "

He gently sang a few words about Zhao Lei's Chengdu, and Gao Mu himself was on his head.

"Stick, you bastard. How come it's a new song I haven't heard. Once you sing, I want to carry my favorite guitar. Now I'll go to Chengdu and sit in the tavern..."

Ma Yiming fell into the song a little, and his whole mind was empty. His left face drooped on the table, leaving a mouthful of huazi. He also fell out of his mouth, rolled to the ground, and rolled on the beer he had sprayed before, making a peeping sound.

Gao Mu thinks it's strange that songs like "Chengdu" should not resonate so strongly with people without life experience?

He feels normal. Ma Yiming's reaction is completely wrong!

"Chengdu is not far from the demons. If you really go, the demons will learn their skills with your relatives. You can find a chance to go around."

"You can pull it down!" Ma Yiming shook his hand in the air: do you think I'm drunk and good at fooling, but where are Guangzhou and Chengdu? How close can we get from us to Chengdu and from Guangzhou to Chengdu? I learned geography, too, okay? "

"OK, you say it's almost the same? I ask you, have you encountered something recently, and your state is very wrong?"

Gao Mu always wanted to ask. He was afraid that Ma Yiming would not tell the truth. Until now, he felt that the heat was almost the same.

"If you want to set me up again, I won't be fooled!"

Ma Yiming's tongue widened.

"I don't set you up. I'll ask you seriously. If you have anything to say, what's the meaning of drinking muggy wine?"

Gao Mu picked up the beer bottle and touched Ma Yiming's empty bottle.

"Wow!"

Before I said it, I cried first. This voice not only frightened Gao mu, but also surprised the people nearby, and began to point out.

Gao Mu wants to put the beer bottle into Ma Yiming's mouth. What's the matter? A big man wails in such a place. It's too embarrassing.

Really want to leave him, go to the next door for two laps by yourself, and come back when he cries.

"Well, well, if you don't cry, the bitch will be attracted by you." Gao Mu stuffed a string of barbecue and said, "tell me, what can make you so sad? Can't it be lovelorn? No, no, you're not in love. Where can there be lovelorn?"

"I saw Zhen Naifei!"

I don't cry anymore, but my mouth is full of barbecue and I can't speak clearly.

"Zhen Naifei? Where is it?"

Gao Mu raised his head strangely and looked around. No!

"I mean, I saw Zhen Naifei the other day. I saw her with other men."

Ma Yiming's nose and tears turned white. Gao Mu continued to nibble at his barbecue.

"Shit! Can you stop panting next time?" Gao Mu's vertical middle finger said, "she's not you. It's none of your business to be with others? That's why you cry?"

Gao mu can't laugh or cry. Zhen Naifei and Ma Yiming have nothing to do except being classmates.

If it's true, that is, Ma Yiming doesn't have a very clear secret love, but to tell the truth, with the relationship between Gao Mu and Ma Yiming, he's not sure whether the so-called secret love is true or false. There's no real hammer again.

Is this performance true today?

"Don't you know who that man is? If you know, you won't think so."

After crying, I felt that I woke up a lot.

"Who?"

Gao Mu suddenly had a bad feeling. He felt that the person Ma Yiming saw might be the person in the story he heard.

"Do you remember the time when I saw Zhen Naifei sitting on a person's motorcycle at Shuian coffee?"

"I remember, but what I saw was just a back, and it was not 100% sure that it was Zhen Naifei."

"I'm not sure that time, but this time it's 100% certain. I saw her face. Also, do you know who the man I rode the motorcycle is?"

Ma Yiming's voice sank unconsciously and looked around for fear that someone was eavesdropping.

"Who is it?"

Gao Mu's voice went down.

"I don't know?"

Ma Yiming shook his head, very firm.

"Go away! I don't know, you fart!"

Gao Mu Qi wanted to spit blood. He didn't know how to do such a mysterious thing, which scared him. He thought he knew this man, too?

Ma Yiming didn't feel the slightest reaction to him. He pressed his palm on the table and said gnashing his teeth: "I don't know, but the guy I ride a motorcycle is an old man in his thirties and forties."

Oh, I'm an old man in my thirties and forties. I hate it deeply!

"It's so weird. The problem is that Zhen Naifei takes someone else's motorcycle. Do you have to eat so much vinegar as a three noes?"

Gao Mu doesn't want to expose some things about Zhen Naifei now. It's not good for everyone to break through at this time.

"I have nothing to do with her, but she and the old motorcycle man shouldn't have done it. It's just..."

Ma Yiming couldn't go on angrily. He picked up the beer bottle and began to dry.

"What's the matter with motorcyclists? They can't be her relatives or someone he knows. Isn't it easy to take a ride?" Gao Mu continued to analyze.

"If only you thought so simple, you don't know where I saw them?"

"Where?"

Gao Mu didn't think of another word, and a doomed result appeared in his mind.

"Jiuanjiang next door, hum, the funniest thing is that I saw them at the door of a small hotel, and then they walked into the small hotel hand in hand. Stick, do you know, they waited at the door of my broken hotel for an hour, and they didn't come out until an hour."

There is a kind of gnashing his teeth and opening his mouth, which is called Ma's uncle.

Ma Yiming's expression at this time. It seems that what he is holding is not a kebab, but someone.

"You cow, why do you have to wait outside for an hour?"

Gao Mu shook his head helplessly. The last thing he wanted happened.

Murphy's law is too accurate. The more he worries about something, the faster it will come.

"I don't see them coming out. I'm not sure for the last time. My heart is unbalanced!"

In fact, when Ma Yiming first saw it, he still saw a big back. Although it was clearer than the coffee on both sides of the Strait, he was only 60% sure.

He didn't want to wait an hour, but didn't wait for Zhen Naifei to come out. It was confirmed that the caterpillar in his heart would tickle him all the time.

Of course, after an hour of hard and helpless waiting, Ma Yiming saw the front of Zhen Naifei across the road.

Finally confirmed that at that moment, to tell the truth, he was going to carry two stones up.

But, as Gao Mu said, he is a "three no" person. What right does he have to do so?

"Did she see you?"

"No, I hid in the shade opposite. They didn't see it at all."

"That's good!" Zhen Naifei didn't see Ma Yiming, so it's not too embarrassing: "you won't keep tracking them?"

"Bah, the old man's motorcycle is so fast that I can't catch up."