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Jiang Chan had a difficult afternoon.In recent days, his father intends to retreat to the second line, and he needs to handle many affairs in the headquarters. The pressure is heavy and the tasks are heavy. It has been a few hours since he saw Ning Zhi's WeChat.

In addition, Deng Xin also sent a photo, which was taken across the road. In the picture, there are two silhouettes talking. One of the shirts has a Matisse painting printed on it. Jiang Chan looks very familiar.

"It's Ning Zhi and Tan Guangsheng!" Deng Xin conveyed his shock through many exclamation points, "You know Tan Guangsheng right! He's from our college, his roommate! Someone he liked before!"

He also said: "Wait for me to help you find out if Ning Zhi is cheating on you!"

The news was from two hours ago. Jiang Chan asked, "What about the results of the investigation?"

Deng Xin replied: "We have dinner together, they are in the box, I left when I was bored."

"Okay, thanks."

Jiang Chan zoomed in on the pink rose photo sent by Ning Zhi, and looked at it thoughtfully for a while. Several passing employees greeted him, and he responded perfunctorily, calling Ning Zhi while walking.

"Hello?" Ning Zhi had a good voice, clear and clean, but unfortunately he had a ghost in his heart and lacked confidence.

Jiang Chan said: "I didn't send the flowers, I wouldn't use such a clichéd move."

"I know," Ning Zhi laughed dryly, "It was a misunderstanding, I made a mistake."

Jiang Chan emphasized his tone: "Really?"

"Well, it's Tao Shan's prank. They teamed up to lie to me. It's embarrassing."

"Well, I thought someone was prying my corner."

Ning Zhi's brisk laughter came from the other end, like a little hamster who was whispering, he said: "Then you have to cherish me."

"Okay, cherish it," Jiang Chan seemed to be coaxing a child, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Ning Zhi rubbed his stomach, remembering the almost untouched sashimi on the table, hesitantly said: "It's... eat it."

"What to eat?"

"Japanese food." Ning Zhi answered every question, very honestly, "It's not delicious."

"Then why don't you eat with me?"

"Okay."

There is a barbecue food stall on Hexi Road. When Ning Zhi was in high school, he often ate there with friends and secretly bought beer.I haven't seen you for a few years, but the food stall is still the same as before. Ning Zhi sniffed the fragrance in the air and walked in, looking around in surprise: "How do you know that I like this place!"

Jiang Chan held his shoulders, helped him avoid a waiter who was hurrying by with a tray, and said half-truthfully, "I can read minds."

"I want ten skewers of beef first, and ten skewers of grilled live shrimp." The menu was a plastic A4 paper. Ning Zhi turned the front and back, ordered a few dishes, and handed it to Jiang Chan, "What do you want?"

Jiang Chan ordered a bowl of pork rib noodles, sent the waiter away, and asked Ning Zhi, "Why do you suddenly eat Japanese food? Don't you like raw food?"

"When I passed by, I thought the store was very well-decorated, so I walked in." Ning Zhi crossed his fingers, put his fist lightly against his nose, smiled at Jiang Chan, and changed the subject calmly: "Do you want to drink?" Want something?"

"No need." Jiang Chan wiped his hands with a hot towel, paused, and then asked, "Eating alone?"

Ning Zhi began to feel uneasy, as if he was sitting on a prickly pear ball with thin and small thorns pierced all over his body, and he couldn't get it out in a short time. No matter how anxious he was, it would be futile, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to lie: "Yeah."

Jiang Chan nodded and didn't pursue further. It seemed that the details of the dinner were just a topic he randomly picked up. Ning Zhi relaxed, dipped the tip of his chopsticks into the water, took a sip, and became active: "I Let me tell you some cold facts, I saw it yesterday, did you know that the sunset on Mars is blue?"

Jiang Chan couldn't help laughing, he felt that there was a sunset in Ning Zhi's eyes at this moment, magnificent, bright and colorful: "What kind of books do you read every day?"

Ning Zhi is very cunning: "I won't tell you."

It was getting dark, and the shop was getting noisy, not a good place to talk.Jiang Chan gave Ning Zhi a wink, and Ning Zhi understood, took the unfinished pineapple beer and walked towards the exit. When he arrived at the cashier, he rushed to pay the bill, accidentally spilled the beer on the back of his hand, and quickly lowered his head to lick it. It's a pity to say "ah".

Jiang Chan saw it and laughed at him: "Is it that delicious?"

"It's delicious," Ning Zhi handed over the can, and let Jiang Chan smell it, "It's a pity you can't drink it while driving."

Jiang Chan laughed: "Does this have an alcohol content of three? Isn't it just pineapple soda."

Ning Zhi ruthlessly mocked: "Those who haven't drunk have no right to speak."

The moon came out, and the light was faint. The cars and pedestrians on the road walked very slowly, as if they were walking through the fog, their postures were peaceful and gentle.

Jiang Chan said, "I'll take you back first, and I'll go to my sister's house later."

Ning Zhi thoughtfully agreed: "Okay."

Jiang Chan turned on the radio, and there were popular songs playing in it. Ning Zhi didn't have the knowledge in this area, so he couldn't give Jiang Chan popular science, but the song was very beautiful, and he secretly hummed along.

"How are you thinking?" Jiang Chan turned down the music, "When will you give me the answer?"

Ning Zhi's happy humming stopped abruptly, and a few seconds later, he replied in a wrong way: "Why are you so anxious, quick temper is not good for your health."

"Understood," Jiang Chan said solemnly, "Thank you for reminding me."

Ning Zhi faced out the window and silently mouthed: "You're welcome."

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Ning Zhi's rented community. Ning Zhi unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, walked around to the driver's side to bid farewell to Jiang Chan.

Jiang Chan lowered the car window, leaned forward and asked Ning Zhi, "Is the pineapple beer sweet?"

"sweet."

"I have a taste?"

"But I've already finished drinking—" Looking at each other, Ning Zhi read another meaning from his playful expression. After thinking for a while, he bent down and approached Jiang Chan, in the warm breath blowing towards his face , kissed his lips.

"I haven't tasted it." After Jiang Chan finished speaking, he hooked Ning Zhi's neck, gave him a moist and deep kiss, and carefully tasted the taste of pineapple beer—"It's quite sweet."

Ning Zhi's breathing was unsteady, and his voice was hoarse: "Let's go, I'll be late later."

Jiang Chan turned the key to light the fire: "Ning Zhi, are you really eating Japanese food alone tonight?"

Ning Zhi couldn't prevent him from asking again, and was a little dazed for a moment, his face was still hot, but the reason was completely different.He couldn't tell the lie again, his lips moved, and he looked at Jiang Chan helplessly.

"Have you ever heard a song? A liar will swallow a thousand needles." Jiang Chan waved at him with a friendly smile.

"I--"

The sports car left in the dust, Ning Zhi subconsciously chased after him, but he couldn't catch up, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier, and finally stopped helplessly, standing dejectedly in the hazy night.