Chapter 1632

Bo Liang sat down and poured the meat and vegetables into the pot. When Pei Jiance got the seasoning back, the meat was just ripe.

Pei Jiance picked up her favorite food and piled it in her bowl, "eat more."

Bo Liang was thin at that time, and he is still very thin now. Although thin is beautiful now, he thinks that Bo Liang would be more beautiful if he had more meat.

Pei Jiance is not formal, and he doesn't talk about the past any more. Instead, he talks about everything at random. Bo Liang mostly listens and responds when he needs a word or two. The atmosphere is quite warm, and seems to be back to the past.

When they were about to finish eating, there was a sound of frolic not far away. They looked around and saw that they were a group of 16 or 7-year-old young people in high school uniforms that they were familiar with but had not worn for many years. They bustled to find a place to sit down.

Thin cool eyes miss.

Pei Jiance, too, could not help sighing, "at that time, when we were still wearing this school uniform, we wanted to take off at any time, put on our wings and run to the University. Now, when we think about it, in fact, the happiest time is the days of junior high school and senior high school, carefree."

"Well."

Bo Liang feels the same way.

Eight years.

Time flies. I didn't expect that it would be eight years in a flash.

"Do you mind going back to school when you are free?"

For him, the days when she was in high school and junior high school are worth remembering. I don't know if the things with traces of admiration in her heart can't be touched.

"Good." It should be cool.

A hot pot, eat two forehead took out thin sweat, but in winter, a sweat is also comfortable.

It's getting late. Pei Jiance says, "what's next?"

Bo Liang shakes his head. Before Pei Jiance comes to find her, he doesn't know that she and Shen Muyan have broken up. Naturally, he doesn't arrange too much. If he asks Bo Liang to go to the movies and play now, it's inevitable that he will be more abrupt.

On second thought, there is a long way to go.

He said, "I'll take you home?"

Bo Liang didn't even think about it, so he refused, "no, my home is close to here. Now there is a serious traffic jam here. It's faster to take the subway."

Pei Jiance is still living in his former home, but before Bo Liang's home, it's quite far from here, and the traffic is not so convenient.

Can't help asking: "do you have to work overtime tomorrow?"

"No

"Then why don't you go back there on Saturday and Sunday?" He thought that Bo Lianggang's address was rented for her convenience.

"I don't live there now."

"Why?" Pei Jiance thought of mother-in-law Yan, "is there no one to take care of?"

Eight years ago, mother-in-law Yan was in poor health eight years ago. After so many years, mother-in-law Yan is so old that she may have gone back to her hometown long ago. Naturally, there is no one to take care of her.

Bo Liang picked up the cup and took another sip of tea. "No, that house doesn't belong to me anymore."

"Sold?"

Pei Jiance always felt that there was something hidden.

"... sort of."

She doesn't want to say more, but Pei Jiance is worried. She always feels that there is something important she didn't tell him.

But after so many years, although they can still sit down and eat hot pot together, they can't go back to the past.

Don't talk about everything, just go deep into some topics and feel abrupt when you touch them.

He did not know how to ask, "I'll take you to the subway station?"

He drove over. Naturally, it's not easy for him to park his car here, but he has to ask someone to come and drive back. It's troublesome.

Bo Liang did not refuse.

They walked out of the hot pot shop and didn't notice that several of the high school students who were just making trouble had their eyes on them all the time.

Until they left, one of the lively girls put down her mobile phone and returned it to the quiet girl beside her, "take a good picture, Mianmian. After you go back, send the picture to me. I want to send it to the Internet."

"Feifei, if you are known like this, something will happen." Mianmian said.

"My family runs an entertainment company. If they get hot online, I'll send someone to dig them up."

Although she also wants to dig them now, because they are so good-looking, her family doesn't let her make trouble with them, so she has to test the water online first.

She thought, if the online attention is high, she incites a family, the probability of success is much higher.

Thinking of this, she once again urged, "be sure to send it to me."

If her cell phone had not run out of power, she would not have used aimian.

Several high school students have been making trouble in the hot pot shop for a long time. Aimian's mobile phone rings many times. The last time, after eating the cake, she picks it up and hears the impatient question over there: "isn't it OK? How long will it take you? "

"All right, all right." AI Mian answered, said to today's hero, and left first.

Although the hotpot shop is famous, it's not a top hotel. A limousine stops outside the door, and people stop to have a look. They can't help but wonder what kind of person the owner is.

As soon as I thought about it, I saw a beautiful girl in the school uniform of the most famous high school in Beijing coming out from inside.

The door of the luxury car was also opened. A boy of the same age as a girl, with a beautiful face, was very beautiful. The only drawback was that a pair of beautiful black peach blossoms were burning with anger in their eyes, and they were staring at the girl who came back to wear school uniform.

AI Mian quickly gets on the car, and the door is closed by the young man in anger. The car disappears in the dark.

And now, in the car.

The boy cocked up his legs and stared at aimian discontentedly. "You said it's eight o'clock to have a meal. Can you have a meal for three hours? You can't eat pigs! "

"Today is Feifei's birthday." AI Mian knew that she was wrong, but her voice of refutation was not loud.

The boy snorted. She seemed to be wronged, but he was depressed. He had been waiting for her outside for two hours. Who was wronged?

Youth is not a person who loves to haggle over everything. With a wave of his hand, "forget it, go to my house first."

"It's so late now, it's time for me to go home."

The boy was dissatisfied again. "You didn't go to bed until 11 o'clock. Now it's only 8 o'clock. What are you going back to do?"

He just said it was already eight o'clock, but this time, he said it was only eight o'clock, and he didn't know whether the face hurt or not.

AI Mian didn't retort, "why don't you go to my house?"

The young man's anger went out a little. Don't open a handsome face. It seems to be awkward. "You... I heard that your father has come back?"

"Well, I came back yesterday." Speaking of this, aimian smiles.

Her father is usually busy with work and doesn't have much time to go home. Her father seldom comes back and is kind to her. Naturally, she is happy.

The young man glared at her fiercely, "you seem very happy?"

AI Mian

She's really happy. But as a teenager, no matter how dull she was, she did not dare to answer.