In love with that kid

Xiang Zhihui opened the co-pilot for Lin Zhimo, and when it was time to fasten his seat belt, Lin Zhimo hurriedly said that I would do it myself, and Xiang Zhihui smiled slightly: "You always make people unconsciously want to serve you."

Lin Zhimo didn't gnaw, because he couldn't answer, Xiang Zhihui concentrated on driving, and from time to time he wanted to tease Lin Zhimo, but Lin Zhimo was always absent-minded and perfunctory, just mentioned the foreign teacher Robert they knew together, Lin Zhimo Will say a few more words, all the way wondering what he wants to do by himself?

Xiang Zhihui took Lin Zhimo to a bustling place in the city center, parked his car in an underground parking lot near a high-end office building, and then walked him into a restaurant.

Lin Zhimo observed as he walked, and found that this was a high-end and well-decorated Japanese restaurant. The elements of Japanese culture in the restaurant made Lin Zhimo very uncomfortable. Maybe he didn't like Japan in his bones.

A waiter in a Japanese kimono came over and chatted with Xiang Zhihui.

Xiang Zhihui said to Lin Zhimo: "I'm sorry, Lin Zhimo, I didn't ask for your opinion. Let's eat here casually today and treat you to something you like later, but this place is opened by a real Japanese. Authentic Japanese food."

Another day?Lin Zhimo thought about it, and quickly said, "I'm fine, I can eat anything, but what do you want me to do?"

"You'll find out later."

Speaking of them being led by a woman in kimono to a private room with tatami mats, Xiang Zhihui began to take off his shoes.

There was no other way, so Lin Zhimo had no choice but to take off his shoes reluctantly, but he was very disdainful in his heart. He had to take off his shoes after eating, no trouble!

When they entered the private room, Lin Zhimo was shocked to find that there was already a handsome man sitting on his knees, sipping a drink. Looking again, that man was the one who mistook him for someone at the bar that night and caused a big fight man?The man's name was Zhou Chi, because afterward he was also popularized about this man. It is said that he is a well-known noble son in the capital.

When the man saw them coming in, he immediately put down his wine glass, and a magnetic voice sounded: "Hello! Lin...Lin Zhimo!" Zhou Chi in front of him didn't look abnormal that night, at least his eyes were peaceful.

Doesn't appear to be drinking much.

"Hello there!"

Lin Zhimo imitated Xiang Zhihui's sitting posture next to him. To be honest, he felt very uncomfortable with this dining posture. Sitting didn't look like sitting, and kneeling didn't look like kneeling. He wondered if eating like this would make his legs numb?

There were already exquisite dishes on the table, and Lin Zhimo had no idea that the dishes on the table were worth five figures.

Xiang Zhihui was as polite as ever, and he said to Lin Zhimo: "Lin Zhimo, be casual, eat as you feel comfortable, don't be too particular about it."

Excuse me!It's quite understanding, Lin Zhimo thought, but I won't feel comfortable no matter what I eat.

He misses that when he had dinner with Ling Fei and Zhang Yang, he didn’t need to bring his hands. Someone helped him pick fish bones; someone helped him peel prawns; someone helped him scoop hot soup; he clamps...

He had no idea what to do with the table full of dishes. He liked to eat fish, but he liked to eat cooked fish. There was a plate of real sashimi on the table that looked like the legendary one. The imitation sashimi, seen on TV, and other **lobster**fish are all broken down and served raw on ice trays. He doesn't know that each plate of these dishes is outrageously expensive.

He remembered the first time he ate sashimi with Ling Fei, he cooked the sashimi and dipped it in wasabi. It was a unique way of eating that he invented himself, and he thought it was very delicious.

At that time, Ling Fei was only surprised for a second, and immediately cooked sashimi with him...

They also thought that they had just gone to a Jiangnan ditty place for dinner not long ago. The decoration there was antique and full of Chinese taste. Although the food was very light, it was much more comfortable than here!Mainly because his lover, relatives and friends are there.

He misses Ling Fei so much that he wants to cry.

Zhou Chi saw Lin Zhimo holding his chopsticks in a daze, and sighed, "You really don't like Japanese food just like him."

Seeing what Zhou Chi said, Lin Zhimo put down his chopsticks, "Are you asking me about that Lin Lanyu?"

Zhou Chi basically didn't move his chopsticks. He said, "Yes, you're really smart, as smart as him. I always feel that you two are related. Both of you are named Lin, and you both... look good!"

Lin Zhimo said seriously: "Mr. Zhou, although our surname is Lin, I solemnly tell you: I really don't know him, your name is Lin Lanyu."

A touch of disappointment flashed across Zhou Chi's eyes, and he said leisurely: "Actually, I also know that you don't know each other, but I am not reconciled, thinking that you both have the surname Lin, and you both look equally good-looking, I always think that he might be your brother or brother or someone else. It’s cousins ​​or something, alas! Your hometowns are not in the same place at all!”

Zhou Chi looked very sad!

So Lin Zhimo wished he could recognize that Lin Lanyu.

"I'm sorry, Lin Zhimo, if I don't bring you here today to explain it to him, he won't give up." Xiang Zhihui said, "Don't you like Japanese food? That's my fault. I just thought that although this is the city center, it’s still relatively quiet here, so I brought you here on my own initiative, next time, by the way, what do you like to eat?”

Lin Zhimo smiled dryly and did not answer. He didn't know how to answer. Although he couldn't guess the price of the meal, he could tell that this place was very high-end. He had also eaten that kind of fake Japanese food, which was completely different from this place. , what he ate was nothing but real and fake dishes.

He was very surprised that he could say anything in front of Lingfei: I want to eat hot pot; Haidilao, Xiaolongkan, Chongqing hot pot, I want to eat barbecue; I want to eat spicy crayfish; I want to eat spicy fish; I want to eat spicy food Chicken; I want braised lamb...

At this time, Ling Fei said eat, eat, let's go eat.

But he couldn't say it in front of Xiang Zhihui and Zhou Chi. It's not that he felt that he wanted to eat spicy hot pot in such an environment. .

You have to eat comfortably when you eat. There is nothing comfortable when your hands and feet are numb like this.

Zhou Chi sighed and said, "Cook him a bowl of Chinese noodles, and bring him some delicious desserts."

Obviously, Zhou Chi ordered according to Lin Lanyu's taste, because Lin Lanyu doesn't like Japanese food, and he himself likes it very much.

The Japanese restaurant opened in China still occasionally cooks a bowl of Japanese udon noodles with a Chinese taste at the request of customers.

Xiang Zhihui immediately asked the waiter to come and order.

At this time, Zhou Chi suddenly grabbed Lin Zhimo's arm and said, "Are you the only child at home? Why don't you go back and ask your parents if they have any brothers or sisters who were taken away?"

Lin Zhimo couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. Zhou, I can tell you for sure, no! Really not."

"Okay!" Zhou Chi said thoughtfully, "Lin Zhimo, take out your phone, let's add a WeChat."

Seeing this, Xiang Zhihui immediately turned on his mobile phone, "Let's add it together."

Lin Zhimo passively took out his phone and clicked on the QR code for adding friends.

Both Zhou Chi and Xiang Zhihui scanned, and then Zhou Chi sent a photo.

"Look at his photo. If you have a chance to meet, can you tell me right away? I have a feeling that you will meet."

Lin Zhimo was amused, why should we meet, but he agreed first.

Lin Zhimo was a little surprised when he looked at the photo on his phone. The young boy in the photo was sitting on a swing holding a beautiful fluffy white Persian cat. One-third of his face was buried in the cat's fur, and two-thirds of his face was exposed With a peerless face, he was looking at the camera, and a beam of sunlight hit him brilliantly, making him glow infinitely dazzling...~ The boy in the photo has a different hairstyle from Lin Zhimo, Lin Zhimo has a With a clean cropped cut, this boy has buoyancy, which makes this boy a little more gentle and beautiful.

I don't know what is the similarity between them?Obviously their facial features don't look alike at all, but they have a common feeling of deja vu, maybe it's their demeanor, maybe it's their temperament, and obviously their temperaments are each unique...

Or maybe they all have an unforgettable feeling...

It can only be said that Nuwa's creation of human beings is amazing!

"This is the only photo I took for him." Seeing Lin Zhimo looking at the photo in shock and not speaking, Zhou Chi said, "Actually, you don't look alike at all. I really drank too much that night. Here is my apology."

"Actually, they are still very similar. They both have peerless beauty." Xiang Zhihui said with a smile, thinking it's a pity, the famous flower has its owner!But what if I want to pluck this flower and put it in my arms?It shouldn't be like that!Who doesn't love flowers blooming in the clouds? !

"Do you love him very much?" Lin Zhimo asked.

"I didn't know it before, but now I can be sure that I love him very, very much."

"How can you let him leave you if you love him so much?"

"I...I..." "I" for a long time, "I" couldn't come out what I wanted to say next, "I only know that Sapphire came to your province, he went to Gujiang, I went to Gujiang to meet him."

"Ah!!!" Gujiang is a tourist city in this province, and this city is very famous all over the country.

"His cousin opened a bar in Gujiang, so he went to find his cousin."

"and after?"

"He doesn't want to see me!"

"Oh!"

Lin Zhimo chatted to death. Fortunately, his udon noodles came. He changed his sitting position and began to eat. His feet were really numb. He wondered why these two people could maintain this kneeling or sitting position all the time. Do not move?The udon noodles taste weird, but they can always be served with chopsticks.

It's a pity that the five-figure dishes on this table, the three of them didn't eat much. Lin Zhimo doesn't like to eat sashimi, but he is too embarrassed to say that I want to cook them, and it looks like there are boiled sashimi here pot?Those two people couldn't bear to eat their own minds.

Zhou Chi answered the phone and said, "I'm leaving first."

"Let's go too, it's almost time!" Lin Zhimo said.

They put on their shoes and walked out, Lin Zhimo was finally able to move freely, he kept shaking his numb legs, kicking back and forth, Xiang Zhihui looked at his pretty face and was distracted...

Another luxury car drove up, Zhou Chi waved to Lin Zhimo, hesitated to speak... In the end, he didn't say anything, got in the luxury car and drove away...

"Let's go, I'll take you back to school. Thank you for coming in person today. I'm very happy to have you as a friend." Xiang Zhihui always kept a polite smile in front of Lin Zhimo, and his neither humble nor overbearing attitude made Lin Zhimo feel at ease. He couldn't find anything wrong, he just missed Ling Fei very much and wanted to call Ling Fei, but he was embarrassed because there were outsiders around.

He thought that when the rehearsal was over, Yue Lingfei would accompany him to the Lin'an BBQ in the food street. He wanted a big bowl of cold, hot and sour dried squid shreds, and he wanted to put a lot of chili and garlic...

Although it was he who proposed not to meet at night, why not make an exception once?It's not him who has the final say.

This stinky bastard, if he says he won't see him, he will see him. Is he trying to run away?I absolutely do not allow it!

While driving, Xiang Zhihui secretly observed Lin Zhimo. In broad daylight, he found that Lin Zhimo was sleepwalking, and he felt a little sour. Who was he sleepwalking for?

Suddenly I thought of a poem: The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain, sat deeply and frowned, but seeing the wet tears, who do you hate?