While he was talking, the gangster had already opened a cup of Qiandaohu, poured a cup for himself and Yan Qiuwen, and took the lead in raising the cup in his hand.
"Qiu Wen, happy birthday!"
"Thanks!"
The foaming, irritating liquid poured into her mouth, causing Yan Qiuwen to choke instantly.
Although she had drunk alcohol before, it was only once. She was not very accustomed to this feeling and frowned: "Why do so many people, especially men, like to drink beer? Not only is it harmful to the brain and body health, but it also tastes bad.
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"Haha, because many men drink not wine, but loneliness!"
Su Zelin said with a smile.
"What many men drink is not wine, but loneliness..."
Yan Qiuwen chewed on this sentence, which was quite philosophical.
"This is the same as some girls who like to go shopping or overeat when they are unhappy. It is just a way to vent stress or emotions."
Su Zelin shrugged, and then asked: "Qiu Wen, if you are unhappy, how do you release your emotions?"
"I will keep reading, or think quietly for a long time alone."
Yan Qiuwen is indifferent.
"Okay, just pretend I didn't ask..."
The bastard is ashamed.
In modern society, Qiu Wen is truly an outlier.
"What about you, besides drinking, how else do you like to vent?"
Yan Qiuwen suddenly became interested, but this issue had not yet been included in her research project.
"I would choose to play ball, or go hiking, or do some exercise."
Seeing the ambiguous look in the female consultant's eyes, he quickly explained: "It's not the playing ball and mountain climbing you imagined. Don't get it wrong."
"Tsk, who's thinking wrongly?"
Yan Qiuwen spat.
However, she felt that the way she wanted to twist it was not unlikely for Su Zelin.
"Then what would you do if you were very troubled?"
Yan Qiuwen continued to ask.
"Racing!"
Bastards do it without thinking.
There is no need to assume that he did encounter such a situation in his previous life.
Although he calls himself a fashion-chasing boy and has collected several tens of millions of supercars, Su Zelin did not play racing at the beginning. After all, he had to risk his own life to play, walking on the edge of danger and death at any time, no matter how skilled he was,
No good driver dares to say that he will be 100% safe from accidents.
The first time he walked onto the racing track was not long after Qin Shiqing left. His father claimed that he was not allowed to step into the Su family again. From then on, whenever the gangster felt particularly upset, he would go racing because alcohol had already
It is difficult to satisfy the need to numb one's nerves.
"Racing?"
This answer did not surprise Ruo Yan Qiuwen. Su Zelin is a person who pursues excitement and novelty. He may try some extreme sports.
What surprised Yan Qiuwen was that Su Zelin blurted out without thinking, and when he said those two words, there was a strong sense of vicissitudes in his tone, as if he was deeply touched.
It stands to reason that this level of negative emotions would not appear in a young, promising and high-spirited person.
According to the unanimous inference between myself and my mother, this person’s mental age far exceeds his actual age.
Yan Qiuwen was very curious about what this 21-year-old young man had experienced.
This is an unsolved mystery in her research, and it is also the question that Yan Qiuwen is most interested in.
Normally, she would do related psychological tests intentionally or unintentionally in daily question and answer games. However, Su Zelin seemed to be particularly sensitive to this issue and avoided it intentionally or unintentionally, making it impossible for her to capture her true thoughts.
If she knew Su Zelin extremely well, then this might be the only thing she couldn't figure out.
However, the more this happened, the more Yan Qiuwen wanted to understand.
She hopes to thoroughly analyze the gangster's inner workings
The inner world.
After drinking, this guy seems to be more likely to express his feelings.
Then let him drink a few more drinks, maybe I can get the real answer.
Yan Qiuwen thought secretly.
A man and a woman each have their own thoughts and plans on how to make the other party break through.
The talented woman's wishful thinking was successful, but it was a pity that she was a little drunk. After a few cups of Qiandao Lake, two red clouds appeared on her fair and jade face, making her look delicate and charming.
At this time, the skewers were also served. Su Zelin picked up a skewer of beef and put it into his mouth. Then he closed his eyes with an intoxicated expression: "Ah, it smells so good, and my tongue buds are full of happiness. Qiu
Wen, have you ever heard of such a saying, "Those who have never grilled skewers have had a wasted time in this life. A life without eating skewers is an incomplete life!""
"How can there be such a thing? I think you made it up yourself?"
Yan Qiuwen was unmoved. She knew that the gangster just wanted to trick her into breaking the precept.
Do you think I will be fooled?
Naive!
The bastard was about to unfold his yellow tongue when someone suddenly walked up to him. It was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old who looked like a junior high school student. She was wearing a school uniform and holding a bouquet of flowers: "Handsome brother, I'm disturbing you to eat. Here you go."
Pretty sister, would you like to buy a bouquet of flowers?"
There are a lot of female students in Lin'an who go out to sell flowers at night to support their families, but they usually hang out in places like squares because there are many young couples there.
The girl didn't sell all the flowers tonight and had a bunch left, but it was already late and she had to go to school tomorrow morning, so she had no choice but to go home. She happened to meet Su Zelin and Yan Qiuwen, who looked like a couple.
So I decided to sell the flowers in my hands, otherwise they would wither tomorrow.
Su Zelin couldn't help but laugh.
Today, I gave Kang Baohong some advice and asked him to take his blind date to the square. When he met a little girl selling flowers, he went along and gave flowers to Chu Jie. Unexpectedly, this would happen to him.
But the girl's words gave herself a big problem.
Sending flowers to Yan Qiuwen seems a bit weird.
But this little girl said, if you don’t want to give it to yourself, then there’s something wrong with it.
If you are in doubt, just delay for a while.
So Su Zelin asked: "My little sister has such a sweet mouth. How old is she this year? Where does she go to school?"
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As I asked the question, my heart was racing, and I was thinking about whether to buy this bouquet of flowers.
"Handsome brother, I'm fourteen years old, and I'm in the second year of junior high school!"
The girl answered truthfully.
"You are only in the second grade of junior high school and you are helping your family earn money. You are so sensible!"
Su Zelin gave her a thumbs up.
"My parents are both laid-off workers, so it's not easy for them to support my education, and I also have a younger brother who is in primary school."
Although her family is in a difficult situation, the girl has a bright smile and is obviously an optimistic person.
"Haha, little sister, study hard and you will be successful when you grow up and let your family live a happy life. By the way, which university do you want to go to?"
"Handsome brother, I miss Zhejiang University!"
When it comes to ideals, the girl's eyes light up, shining with longing.
"Hey, Zhejiang University, if you are ambitious, this sister graduated from Zhejiang University!"
Su Zelin pointed at Yan Qiuwen opposite and said.
"Wow, is it true? Not only is my sister beautiful, she is also so powerful!"
Although the girl appeared suddenly, she was very talkative and polite, and neither of them felt unhappy about being disturbed.
Yan Qiuwen's cold and pretty face rarely melted. She smiled at her and said, "It's not difficult to get into Zhejiang University. Come on, you can do it too."
"Thank you, beautiful sister, I will definitely work hard!"
While chatting with the girl, Su Zelin also had a plan in mind.
This flower must be given away.
It should be fine as a birthday gift.
However, you have to have some skills to avoid embarrassing situations.
Su Zelin's heart moved and he suddenly had an idea.
"Little sister, if you can convince this beautiful sister to eat a skewer, I will buy the flowers from your hand. How about that?"
In fact, this was meant for Yan Qiuwen.
In this way, she will not misunderstand her intentions.
In addition, just to get the girl to sell this bouquet of flowers, she might also make an exception and eat a kebab, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
Yan Qiuwen couldn't help but feel angry.
This guy actually treats this little girl as a tool.
"No way, pretty sister, you haven't eaten skewers before?"
There was unconcealable surprise in the girl's tone.
"Qiu Wen, you heard it right? Let me just say, there is no one in this world who has never eaten kebabs at the age of 21!"
Su Zelin found his wingman and started complaining mode.
Yan Qiuwen glared at him fiercely, but the gangster pretended not to hear, turned to the girl, and asked with a smile: "Little sister, do you think the kebabs are delicious?"
"Delicious!"
The girl nodded without hesitation.
Her eyes drifted to the kebabs on the table, and she swallowed her saliva subconsciously.
Kebab is an irresistible delicacy for a girl like her. However, her family background is not good. Her parents only took her and her younger brother to eat it twice since they were young. Every time they think of the fragrant smell, they even pass by a roadside stall that sells kebabs.
Drooling.
But she quickly looked away because it was rude to stare at other people's food.
Yan Qiuwen saw it in her eyes, and the girl's natural reaction was more contagious than Su Zelin, the actor, and her heart started to growl.
Is it really that delicious?
"Sister, you really should try grilled skewers, this is one of the most delicious things in the world!"
In order to sell the remaining flowers in her hand, the girl also worked hard.
"Okay."
Yan Qiuwen was a little helpless.
Her weakness was caught by Su Zelin, and the bastard knew that she would not refuse in order not to disappoint the little flower seller.
Picking up a skewer of roast beef, hesitating slightly, he put it into his mouth. He gently bit off a small piece and chewed it. The rich aroma quickly occupied her entire mouth through her tongue buds.
This is a novel taste that she has never experienced before.
In no time, I finished the whole skewer of roast beef.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.
In this way, the remaining bouquet of flowers tonight will not be wasted.
Su Zelin smiled proudly.
I originally thought that it would take some effort to convince Yan Qiuwen, but unexpectedly the appearance of this flower girl made it easy for me to do it.
"Very well, little sister, can you give the flowers to my sister for me?"
"Okay, pretty sister, these are the flowers my handsome brother gave you!"
The girl held the flowers in both hands and handed them to Yan Qiuwen.
The female consultant hesitated for a moment, then accepted the bouquet of flowers.
The gangster took out his wallet, took out two old people's heads and stuffed them into the girl's hands: "Here, there's no need to look for them anymore."
The girl couldn't help being surprised and said quickly: "Handsome brother, you don't need so much, I only sell this bouquet of flowers for thirty yuan."
In 2005, prices were not very high, and flowers were not expensive either. This bunch cost less than fifty, unlike in later generations where it often cost hundreds or even thousands.
Su Zelin smiled and said: "Haha, take it, the rest is an extra reward for you to convince this sister to eat skewers for me!"
"Thank you brother, thank you beautiful sister!"
The girl couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"By the way, wait a minute!" Su Zelin asked the waiter to bring a bag and put all the kebabs on the table into it: "Since you like kebabs so much, let me treat you and your family to some."<
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The girl's eyes are moist.
For a wealthy person like Hunzi, two hundred yuan and a meal of kebabs are nothing, but this thing can warm a child
Even after she grows up, she may always remember it.
She bowed deeply to Su Zelin, expressed her most sincere gratitude, and then left happily.
"For many people, skewers are not only delicious, but also represent good memories!"
Su Zelin is very meaningful.
Yan Qiuwen started to understand a little bit this time.
Some things cannot be measured and judged solely by whether they are healthy or hygienic.
The bastard asked the waiter to order more kebabs.
Yan Qiuwen's eyes fell on the bouquet of flowers in her hand.
It was just to help the little sister just now. He probably had no other intentions. I am not sorry for Shi Qing.