He secretly changed his character

On the way back, Lu Zichu saw Fei Mingze walking recklessly, but many girls passing by were flirting with him or taking three photos with their mobile phones.

There were also a few braver ones who took the initiative to ask for contact information. They were just out shopping, but people came to ask for it one after another.

At this moment, Lu Zichu thought viciously that he really hoped Fei Mingze was a gay. He really wanted to see all the girls being extremely disappointed and resistant to him.

When he came back, Fei Mingze put the box in Lu Zichu's hand. The salesgirl asked if he could leave his contact information so that she could inform him at any time if there were any new products.

Lu Zichu saw the other party's ulterior motives, but she had an advantage over the previous wave. This time, she still had a justifiable excuse. Lu Zichu felt that it was a bit like taking advantage of the situation, so she said, "Mine."

"Yours? That's fine."

Lu Zichu looked at Fei Mingze and said, "I mean, he, mine!"

This statement was a clear and unmistakable declaration of sovereignty, and even the most insensitive person would have reacted. The salesgirl blushed immediately.

Fei Mingze ignored Lu Zichu's farce and looked at the platinum couple rings on the counter, seeming to be thinking about something.

Lu Zichu just wanted to laugh, but it was a sneer.

He was wondering whether Fei Mingze would accept his idea and really buy a diamond ring and propose to Zhao Xiaotang.

He was full of resentment towards him, and went back to the car without waiting for Fei Mingze or even saying hello.

Five minutes later, Fei Mingze came back, put a bunch of things in the car, and then sat in the passenger seat.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Go, do you even need to ask?"

"I thought you were full of anger."

"It's rare that you can tell that I'm angry."

"It's just that I don't know why you're angry."

Lu Zichu didn't say anything.

Fei Mingze asked, "Is it because of Zhao Xiaotang?"

"Who else could it be besides her?"

Fei Mingze was silent for a moment, "Okay, I understand."

"What do you understand?"

"So what do you want me to know?"

Lu Zichu stopped talking again.

Fei Mingze started the car. "Looking at your condition, I guess you can't eat. Let's--"

"Who said I can't eat? I have a good appetite."

Twenty minutes later, Fei Mingze parked the car in front of the Zuo'an Hotel.

He opened the door for Lu Zichu, then handed the key to the doorman and led him in.

The hotel is located downstairs, and the highest floor is a revolving restaurant, where you can see the night view of the capital from all directions.

The two of them sat down by the window.

This is a very stylish restaurant. It is decorated in European style, and the hall has a glittering crystal lamp. The table is covered with a hollow tablecloth, and in the middle is a vase with a bunch of champagne roses in it, and there are water drops on it.

In the corner sat a Western-style band, playing a serenade with a very soothing and gentle tune. It made people feel happy just by listening to it, and there was an indelible sweetness that was lingering in their hearts.

There were several pairs of blond men and women dancing on the dance floor, in groups of three or four, with skirts flying everywhere. It was like transporting people to the upper class society of Europe in the 19th century.

A waiter pulled out chairs for the two of them and put napkins around their necks.

Lu Zichu originally thought he had to order food, but he didn't expect Fei Mingze had already made arrangements.

The aperitif was cherry brandy from Cognac.

Fei Mingze picked up the wine glass and sobered up. "Try it. I brought it back from France."

"How can I tell good from bad?" Lu Zichu said, and then he felt that his attitude was too ungrateful, so he added, "You are well-informed and have unique taste. Anyway, if you say something is good, it can't be bad."

Appetizers, main courses, desserts, one by one, were served on the table.

Lu Zichu said to the waiter, "Hey, waiter, your tofu pudding is good, give me another portion.

“The grilled mushrooms just now were too small, ask your chef to make a super large portion.

"Chopsticks, thank you. I'm not used to using a knife and fork to eat steak. Also, could you please bring me another spoon? I want to eat caviar."

Fei Mingze looked at the waiter's strange expression and couldn't help but explain, "Foie gras and matsutake mushrooms, another serving, please. Also chopsticks and spoons."

After having a good meal and a good drink, Lu Zichu didn't want to leave. Looking at the men and women dancing on the dance floor, he felt a little moved, so he went to La Feimingze, "I want to dance."

Fei Mingze saw that he was a little tipsy and spoke like a child, so his mood softened, but he said one thing and meant another, "Not good. How can two men dance together?"

In Western etiquette, two women dancing together means that they have no partners, but two men dancing together is interpreted as a homosexual couple.

Lu Zichu didn't care, "No, I have to jump."

Fei Mingze could only be pulled to the dance floor by him, "I can't dance like a woman."

"What a coincidence, I can."

"What are you dancing for?"

“Tango.”

"Stop it. The style of the music is wrong. Besides, you should take care of your cervical spine."

Lu Zichu laughed, "This joke is an improvement."

The two of them actually danced, but it was just a waltz.

Although it was their first time dancing together, they had great chemistry and were in perfect sync.

The song ended, but it seemed like there was still more to come.

Lu Zichu wanted to continue, but Fei Mingze didn't want to be the focus, so he pulled him to the terrace outside in front of everyone, letting him get some fresh air and sober up.

He sat next to Lu Zichu, leaned over, and fell asleep.

Fei Mingze held him in his arms. It seemed that he was always so brave when no one was around. Or maybe this person was none other than Lu Zichu.

He rested his chin on his smooth forehead and listened to his deep and shallow breathing. No matter what tomorrow would bring, at this moment, he still had the illusion of possession for a moment.

The next day, when Lu Zichu woke up, he still felt a little dizzy.

I drank a little too much yesterday and was drunk while dancing. I don’t even know how I got home.

He looked at his watch. It was already past ten o'clock.

Lu Zichu yawned and went to wash up. When he came out, Fei Mingze was not there.

When I saw that he was not there, my heart sank subconsciously, and I felt a little empty.

He, left?

Just when I was thinking this, the phone rang. It was Fei Mingze, "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

"I made you some tea. It's on the table in the living room. Drink some when you wake up. It will wake you up."

"Where are you?"

"I'm at my uncle's place."

Lu Zichu looked at the bedside table. Fei Mingze did not bring any luggage when he came. He only had a medicine box with him, which was sent by Du Ruofei later. Lu Zichu did not find it in the original place.

Fei Mingze is a person who does things in a very organized and regular manner. In his own words, he has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Lu Zichu always felt that he should be a Virgo, not a Leo.

Now, he didn't see his medicine box.

So, is he gone?

"You're not coming back?"