The dishes were served.
Lu Feng looked at Shen Zechen who was beside him, who was carrying the food into his mouth slowly, and smiled: "Is it the same taste as before?"
Shen Zechen was slightly taken aback, "Eh?"
"Didn't you say we came here together six years ago?"
Lu Feng laughed.
Shen Zechen put down his chopsticks, and looked at Lu Feng: "What do you think?"
"My memory has always been bad, and I've suffered countless injuries. That's why, I can't really remember."
Lu Feng laughed helplessly, after that he drank a large mouthful of beer, instantly feeling refreshed.
"It doesn't taste like before."
Shen Zechen shook his head and sighed, "It's been six years, the boss has already changed."
"Is that so? "Then you must tell me about the events of that day. Perhaps, I will be able to remember it."
Lu Feng said.
Shen Zechen looked at Lu Feng for a long time, and then replied with a low voice, "En."
At first, it was Lu Feng who proposed to drink, but in the end, the only one who was completely drunk was also Lu Feng.
It was already 3 in the morning. The customers eating supper in the shop swarmed over and over again, until only Lu Feng, Shen Zechen and a few other customers were left in the shop.
The boss was tidying up on the side. He was going to close the store soon.
Lu Feng was drunk, his hand supporting his temple, he looked at Shen Zechen in a daze, and his face was flushed red.
"Drunk?"
Shen Zechen asked.
"No, who said I was drunk?"
Lu Feng shook his head, then grinned, "I can still … "I can still drink a few more cups of wine ~ Burp ~"
Lu Feng did not forget to burp.
Seeing Lu Feng like that, Shen Zechen sighed helplessly, "You just sit here obediently, I'll go settle the bill."
Lu Feng nodded his head, but he was in a daze, so it was unknown if he heard the words.
When he went to settle the bill, he took out his wallet and took a look behind him. Shen Zechen saw that he suddenly stood up and walked towards the street.
With that, Shen Zechen immediately ran towards Lu Feng and grabbed the drunk Lu Feng back.
"Didn't I tell you to sit down?"
Shen Zechen supported Lu Feng, wanting to be angry, but no matter how he looked at Lu Feng, he could not get angry.
"I want to go home …"
Lu Feng muttered, he kept repeating the same sentence, and it was unknown if he was unable to stand steadily, but Lu Feng subconsciously leaned on Shen Zechen, and rested his head on Shen Zechen's arm.
"Alright, let's go home."
Shen Zechen lightly patted Lu Feng's head and said gently.
"Mm …"
Lu Feng was probably really drunk, as he leaned against Shen Zechen's chest and closed his eyes to sleep.
"Lu Feng?"
Shen Zechen whispered to Lu Feng for a while, but was unable to wake him up. There was no other way, Shen Zechen could only carry the drunk Lu Feng on his back.
Lu Feng wasn't really that heavy, or it could be said that he was a bit too skinny.
When Shen Zechen carried Lu Feng, he could not help but frown, and right after, his eyes revealed a trace of heartache.
At this time of the year, he wouldn't be able to get a taxi even if he wanted to.
Carrying Lu Feng, Shen Zechen walked on the empty road, looking ahead, he did not say a word.
All of a sudden, a small snow fell and the icy cold snowflakes floated into Lu Feng's collar. When Lu Feng opened his eyes, he was completely dazed from the cold, and what entered his vision was first a sky full of goose feathers and thin snowflakes, then, it was immediately followed by the familiar back of the person in front of him.
"It's snowing?"
Lu Feng was half drunk and half awake. He tilted his head and looked at the snow that was falling from the sky.
"En, you're awake?"
Shen Zechen turned and looked at Lu Feng.
"I don't know."
Lu Feng simply laid on Shen Zechen's shoulder.
"Looks like he's still drunk."
Shen Zechen laughed helplessly, "I told you not to drink so much."
"But I'm happy today!"
Lu Feng suddenly straightened his back and raised both of his hands up high.
Shen Zechen did not expect this and was shocked. He almost let go of her hand and frowned, "Don't move, what if you fall down?"
"Oh."
Lu Feng obediently lay back down, his eyes drooping.
"Why are you so happy today?"
After a long while, Shen Zechen asked.
"I don't know why, but I feel indescribably happy. I've been waiting for a long time …" After a long time … I've never been so happy before … "Ever since my mother passed away …"
Lu Feng said in a low voice as he buried his face in Shen Zechen's back. His voice became lower and lower, and Shen Zechen almost didn't hear his last sentence.
When he reacted, Shen Zechen was startled, he felt that something was amiss, he stopped and tried to call Lu Feng by name, "Lu Feng?"
Lu Feng did not reply him, and only after a long while did he slowly speak.
"Do you know? "My mom, I was the one who killed her …"
Lu Feng bent his body, laid on Shen Zechen's back, and allowed the snowflakes to drift into his collar piece by piece.
Shen Zechen listened quietly without saying a word.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]