The cp I'm smoking is fake [entertainment circle]

bar.

As soon as Ji Fuzhou pushed the door in, he was almost blinded by the bright pink and red inside.

The waiter stood at the door to welcome the guests, saw Ji Fuzhou who was alone, smiled at her, and handed her the last rose in his hand: "Happy Valentine's Day."

Ji Fuzhou looked around, said "thank you" casually, and then hurried to the inside.

Wang Bingxiao was sitting in a corner drinking with a cup in her arms. There were several beer bottles standing or falling on the table, and a small bottle of Erguotou, with a convenience store receipt pressed beside it.

Seeing Ji Fuzhou approaching, the nearby waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief, apparently he had been tortured a lot earlier.

Ji Fuzhou ordered a glass of lemonade from the waiter, and sat down in front of Wang Bingxiao.

Wang Bingxiao was already drunk, her cheeks were reddish, she didn't look at anyone who came, she just stared blankly at the wall behind Ji Fuzhou.

Ji Fuzhou glanced back, and there were new pink cartoon stickers on the pink-blue wall.

The winged Cupid puts his bow and arrows, aiming at the silhouettes of a pair of embracing lovers below, and a circle of small red lanterns are hung around, shining on the love hearts around.

The eyes of a couple who just entered the door lit up, pointed to the wall, and ran over to ask the waiter to take a photo for them.

Ji Fuzhou: "..."

No wonder Wang Bingxiao cried so hard on the phone.

"boom--"

Wang Bingxiao slammed the glass down on the table with all her might, her face full of anger, after glancing at the roses on the table from the corner of her eye, it suddenly turned into grievance, her eyes turned red, and she began to cry again.

"Zhouzhou." Wang Bingxiao called out aggrievedly, and then began to scold her boyfriend while sobbing.

From her intermittent narration, Ji Fuzhou finally understood the cause and effect.

Wang Bingxiao and her boyfriend are childhood sweethearts, and they lost contact after going to different cities for four years in college. When they were about to graduate, they met again at a high school reunion. After graduation, they both returned to their hometowns to work. They have been dating for more than four years. It looks like we are about to start talking about marriage.

Friends around them often joked about them, and someone told Wang Bingxiao privately that her boyfriend was going to propose to her on Valentine's Day.

Wang Bingxiao didn't say anything, but everyone knew that she was actually looking forward to it.

That's why she sneaked out of the meeting early for fear of being late.

Who knew that when she arrived at the appointed place, she waited in the cold wind for more than half an hour without seeing her boyfriend.

Turning off the phone, Wang Bingxiao was worried about what happened to him, and was about to visit his company, when someone sent her a photo, which was a photo of her boyfriend and a woman.

The woman's belly swelled slightly, holding her stomach with one hand, and holding her boyfriend's arm with the other, looking affectionate.

The background is a maternity hospital.

Wang Bingxiao thought it was a misunderstanding, so she deliberately went to the location in the photo, but happened to see her boyfriend accompanying the woman into the hospital.

"At first I thought he was acting bravely to do good deeds, but in the end... that woman called her husband one by one, and that bastard didn't even refute once!" Wang Bingxiao couldn't help but patted the table while talking. He poured beer down, "You obviously saw me and you deliberately avoided it like a thief! You bastard! My old lady went up and slapped him right then, and threw him off!"

Wang Bingxiao stopped her tears, and the more she talked, the more angry she became, and finally only anger remained.

"His colleague also told me that she was a new female colleague in his department, and I don't know how long she had flirted with him, but I was kept in the dark."

"I'm going to fuck Wei Yancheng!" Wang Bingxiao cursed her ex-boyfriend while wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes indiscriminately, but couldn't stop it.

Ji Fuzhou and Wang Bingxiao are university roommates. They haven't heard Wang Bingxiao swear a word in four years, and they only cried twice in front of others. Time to say goodbye to roommates after graduation.

Wang Bingxiao and her ex-boyfriend came all the way, and Ji Fuzhou also noticed that she was really in love.

On the contrary, her ex-boyfriend was even more secretive. He looked gentle and considerate, but he didn't expect him to be such a person.

Ji Fuzhou snatched the bottle of white wine and pushed the glass of lemonade that he didn't drink.

Wang Bingxiao was so drunk that she didn't notice at all. She grabbed the cup and poured it down, then shed tears in silence.

After she vented and calmed down a bit, Ji Fuzhou moved his knuckles a little, and said bluntly: "I'll help you beat him up. As for that woman...we'll talk about it after she gives birth."

She doesn't hit pregnant women.

Ji Fuzhou spoke calmly, as if he was saying something as simple as "I'll go downstairs to throw out the trash".

Wang Bingxiao was so frightened that she was half sober from the wine.

She rushed over and held Ji Fuzhou's hand, and tried to dissuade him in a panic: "Calm down!"

It's not that she's worried that Ji Fuzhou will break his ex-boyfriend - she can't wait to go up and kick her.

It's just that ordinary people's "beating" is not the same as Ji Fuzhou's "beating".

The glorious history of a certain obscene | obscene | criminal breaking into the women's dormitory in the middle of the night when he was in college and being beaten by Ji Fuzhou until he called the police for help is still vivid in his memory.

When the police arrived, the prisoner had already exhaled more and breathed less.

And Ji Fuzhou said: "I have already kept my hand."

Then she added: "I have a sense of proportion in this kind of thing, and I definitely won't really beat him to death."

Not realizing that the latter sentence sounds even more terrifying.

Ji Fuzhou became famous after this battle. Even though she usually looks like a weak girl who is usually so good-tempered that she never quarrels with others or even a bit salty, it can't stop her from becoming a school legend.

At that time, the obscenity|obscenity|criminal really did something to the female students, and Ji Fuzhou could still be regarded as a justified self-defense. Now Wang Bingxiao's ex-boyfriend's cheating is in the final analysis just a moral issue. implicate yourself.

Wang Bingxiao grabbed Ji Fuzhou's hand firmly, and said seriously: "For a scumbag, it's not worth it. It also dirty your hands."

If the man is gone, she can find another man, but she can't let her friend be implicated for her sake.

When Wang Bingxiao was so frightened, she had already forgotten those grievances and sorrows, and only the words "scum is not worth it" were left in her mind.

Ji Fuzhou was rather dumbfounded.

I don't know how far the rumors demonized her back then, even her friends regarded her as someone who would be dominated by violent impulses.

Obviously, since graduating from high school, she has only touched someone once, and it was still when the other party broke |law|crime|crime.

But Wang Bingxiao had good intentions, so Ji Fuzhou didn't explain too much.

"If you need it in the future, you can speak at any time." Ji Fuzhou joked.

Wang Bingxiao nodded again and again, poured down the last sip of lemonade, and gradually calmed down.

Seeing her calm down, Ji Fuzhou knew that she had vented enough, reached out to call the waiter to pay the bill, and said to Wang Bingxiao, "I'll take you home, or go to your parents' place..."

She paused for a moment, after coming here today, Wang Bingxiao will definitely not go back to the apartment she and her boyfriend rented.

Wang Bingxiao shook her head and rubbed her red and swollen eyes: "I can't go back to my parents' place today, I'm afraid they will worry. Can I stay at your place for one night?"

She said it a little nervously, although she is a good friend since college and knows that her friend is easy to talk to, but Ji Fuzhou seems to have a sense of distance by nature, except for the time when she just moved, she has never been to Ji Fuzhou's house.

Ji Fuzhou didn't refuse: "Yes, but the guest room is a bit messy, maybe it needs to be tidied up a little bit. On the way back, I'll go to the supermarket to buy toothbrushes and towels. I live alone, and I don't have any spares at home."

Wang Bingxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The two got up and were about to leave, when Ji Fuzhou handed the rose on the table to Wang Bingxiao.

"Although it is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, it can be regarded as compensation for today." Ji Fuzhou said, "Happy single."

Wang Bingxiao was startled, and finally showed her first smiling face tonight, took Rose and said, "Thank you."

The drunk person was a little unsteady, and Ji Fuzhou reached out to help her.

When he reached the door, Ji Fuzhou suddenly stopped, turned his head and took a look.

It seemed that someone was watching them.

But without malice.

Wang Bingxiao asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Fuzhou shook his head: "It's nothing, maybe it's my illusion."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure dressed in black standing in the corner on the side of the gate, his side face was blocked by bangs and a scarf, making it hard to see clearly.

Ji Fuzhou's eyes slipped away, and he didn't care.

outside the bar.

The driver fell asleep in the heater, until the door next to him was opened, and he suddenly woke up.

A taxi was parked on the side of the road right in front, and two female customers who came out of the bar got into the car, and the car drove away soon.

The driver rubbed the back of his neck, turned his head away, and saw the manager getting into the car shivering, warming his hands against the air outlet in the car.

Sister Yu, who only wore a thick windbreaker outside, misjudged the weather in City C, and formed two extremes with Ye Tingfeng, who wrapped herself into a ball.

"Didn't you say that the average temperature in City C is higher than that of City A? Why does it feel colder than City A? It's better to listen to the wind and have the foresight. Remind me to mention it to Guanyue later, and ask her to wear more clothes."

"City C is the coldest from the end of January to mid-February, and it's only half a month cold, and the temperature starts to rise at the end of the month." The local driver replied, "Didn't Teacher Cheng say that he would come here in March?" , it will be warm then."

Sister Yu nodded, looked back and realized something was wrong: "Where is Tingfeng?"

Ye Tingfeng usually doesn't like to talk, and she sits quietly wherever she sits, so that she didn't notice anything wrong for a while.

But she is not a person who is willful enough to act recklessly, and she will not run around if she has nothing to do.

The driver replied: "Ms. Ye said to meet an acquaintance, let me tell you, and I will be back later."

Sister Yu was a little surprised: "Hasn't she never been to City C? Where did she meet her acquaintances?"

The driver shook his head: "Then I don't know, Teacher Ye didn't say anything, but..."

While talking here, Ye Tingfeng came out of the bar over there, walked to the side of the car in a hurry, opened the door of the back seat and sat in, his face became clearer and colder.

Even the driver could tell that she was not in a good mood at the moment.

He obviously looked very happy just now.

Why did his face change as soon as he said it.

Sister Yu asked directly: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with someone?"

After asking, she found it impossible.

With Ye Tingfeng's stuffy personality, even if someone greets her eight generations of ancestors in front of her, she may not be willing to waste a word.

As if sulking to himself.

The driver picked up which pot he didn't open: "Has Mr. Ye seen that acquaintance?"

Ye Tingfeng was silent for a while, and then replied in a stiff voice: "...I see you."

"It can't be that I didn't recognize Mr. Ye, but after all, it's so tightly blocked, and it should be a long time since I haven't seen you for a long time. It's not easy to recognize each other in the bar. Mr. Ye, you can leave a contact information, and I will contact you privately..."

In the increasingly low air pressure, the driver's voice became smaller and smaller.

Finally, the driver finally realized something: "That person won't regard Mr. Ye as a liar."

Ye Tingfeng: "..."

Worse than that, without words.

Ye Tingfeng recalled the intimate gesture of the two people in the bar, as well as the dazzling rose, and felt that his heart was in a panic.

But she didn't even have the right to be angry.

Ye Tingfeng turned his head away, stared at the reflection on the car window and fell silent.

The driver patted his mouth in frustration, not daring to say anything more.

Sister Yu smoothed things over in the dead silence: "Anyway, City C is not big, so we might have a chance to see you again in the future. Let's go to the place where we live first. It's going to be dark soon, pack up and go to bed early."

The apartment arranged by Sister Yu is close to the small city center in the west of the city, with complete living facilities but not too noisy.

After handing over the pass at the gate of the community and registering, the driver drove the car into the community under the instructions of the security guard.

The greening inside the community is well done, and spacious small squares and fountains can be seen everywhere, which are unique and exquisite. Sister Yu pointed out the map given by her friend to guide the driver.

"No. 17th floor, eighth floor [-]...it should be the building in front."

The driver stopped the car downstairs.

Sister Yu also got out of the car to help the driver carry the luggage together. Ye Tingfeng was never very happy to bother others with this kind of thing, but this time he sat in the car and became dazed.

"Listen to the wind?" Sister Yu knocked on the car window dragging her suitcase, signaling her to get out of the car quickly, "It's time to go upstairs."

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced in the direction Ye Tingfeng was looking at.

A dark blue figure just entered the door, presumably the original resident of this building.

Sister Yu didn't know what was so interesting about it, and was thinking of urging Ye Tingfeng again, when she suddenly opened the door and got out of the car.

But she didn't walk forward immediately, but stopped in front of Sister Yu, and rolled up the sleeves of the down jacket, revealing her fair forearms.

Sister Yu was a little puzzled.

"Sister Yu, pinch me." Ye Tingfeng said, "Put harder."

Sister Yu glanced at Ye Tingfeng's forehead.

Ye Tingfeng didn't like to joke around with people, and at this time he looked at people with stubbornness, while Sister Yu was only worried about whether she had a fever and burned her brain out.

"Do you need me to buy you some antipyretics?" Sister Yu asked with concern.

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Xia Ye Tingfeng's forehead. She had just gotten out of the car for a while, and the temperature on her hand hadn't faded away, enough to tell if she had a high fever.

But after all, it was a little cold, and the cold feeling on his forehead made people shiver.

Ye Tingfeng subconsciously took a step back.

Obviously not to the extent of high fever.

Before Sister Yu could heave a sigh of relief, Ye Tingfeng touched his forehead and revealed... a bewildered smile.

Sister Yu: "..."

Or find a doctor to see it.