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Chapter 1432

It was already getting dark when Lin Yu left my room. She told me that she had one more thing to do in the evening and would not have dinner with me.

I was very tired, so I didn't say much. She asked me not to get up to see her off, and then she dressed up and left.

It gets dark earlier in Beijing this season. After she left, I looked at the time and found that it was not yet six o'clock. I had no appetite at all, so I started to fall asleep with my head covered.

Later, the ringing of the phone woke me up. When I woke up, I found that it was Xia Lan's call, so I hurriedly answered it.

"Director Feng, are you free now?" Her sweet voice came from the phone, but I felt that her voice was a little unclear, and it sounded like she had just finished drinking.

, and it seems to be slightly excessive.

I replied: "I'm a little tired today. I'm still sleeping."

She then asked me: "So, you haven't had dinner yet?"

I answered her truthfully: "Yes. I'm going to go out to eat later."

She said: "Great. I went out to drink tonight, and now I feel a little hungry. Let's go eat together, okay?"

I suddenly felt excited, "Okay. But if you go out with me, aren't you worried about being discovered by others? You are a big star, you must pay attention to such things, right?"

She said: "We went to a small mutton-shabu restaurant. I have been there several times. Haha! Let me tell you, when I went to eat there, someone did come and ask me if I was Xia Lan. At that time, I

She smiled and said to the man: Xia Lan? Many people said that I look like her, but would Xia Lan come to a place like this to eat? The man immediately said: That's true, but you look too much like her.

Okay. Director Feng, do you know how I answered that person at that time?"

I smiled and asked her: "How did you answer?"

She laughed and answered me: "I said at that time that Gu Yue still looked like Chairman Mao #, could he really be him?"

I also burst out laughing.

She immediately told me the place, and I said I would come out of the hotel right away. To be honest, I was really hungry now.

After leaving the hotel, I immediately felt a gust of cold wind coming towards me. The cold wind in Beijing does not contain a trace of moisture, but its penetrating power is particularly strong. It can reach people's bones directly, making people feel a deep chill.

cold.

I immediately regretted it because I didn’t wear a down jacket to go out today. At this moment, I was wearing a suit with a black cashmere coat. Because deep in my heart, I had an idea: I hope to show my best performance in front of her.

Perfect self.

I don’t know why I was like this, but this thought stubbornly occupied my heart. At this moment, I hesitated a little, and wanted to turn around and go back to change into that bloated down jacket, but in the end I walked forward resolutely.

It went away. I felt like I was possessed by a demon.

Fortunately, when I just walked to the road outside the hotel, there happened to be an empty taxi passing by.

The mutton-shabu restaurant that Xia Lan told me is really small, with only five or six rectangular tables inside, and the shop is located in an alley.

It is now close to eleven o'clock in the evening, and there is almost no business in the store. Xia Lan just arrived when I arrived, or she was waiting for me somewhere outside the store.

She was dressed very casually tonight. She was wearing an extra-long down jacket that reached down to her calf. I immediately smiled when I saw her, "What a coincidence, we arrived at the same time."

She smiled and said, "Yes. Let's go in."

I glanced at her and then smiled and said, "Your clothes are very special."

She also laughed, "Haha! Do you feel like I'm wearing a duvet?"

I laughed, "Yes, it feels like that."

There was still a ambiguity in her voice. It was obvious that she had drunk a lot of wine before. We have had drinks together twice. I know her drinking capacity. The least amount of alcohol that can make her reach such a state is drinking.

More than half a catty of liquor. But she was not very drunk, I could tell from her gait.

When we entered the small shop, there was still a table of people drinking, but they left shortly after we sat down. So now there were only two of us left. I asked Xia Lan: "What time is it here?"

Is the clock closing?"

She smiled and answered me: "Don't worry, this store closes very late. Don't think there are many people here now, but after midnight there will be a lot of people coming to eat, especially the taxi drivers."

.The weather is too cold, and the business here is so good that they are reluctant to close."

I felt relieved immediately, and then I asked her with a smile: "It's incredible that a big star like you often comes to a place like this to eat."

She hurriedly put her finger on her lips, "Shh... keep your voice down. If the boss here hears it, how can I dare to come here in the future?"

I hurriedly whispered: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention and let something slip."

The waiter brought a charcoal-fired copper pot to our table. This copper pot was exactly the same as the one Mujiao and I saw in Donglaishun last night. However, I found that the copper pot was filled with water, while the one in Donglaishun seemed to be mutton soup.

There was a small plate on the table. There were a few slices of ginger and a few bright red wolfberries in the small plate. In addition, there was a small piece of black stuff. I looked at it and found that it was seaweed.

The charcoal fire in the copper pot was very strong, and the water quickly boiled. Xia Lan poured everything in the small dish into it, and she said to me: "This is the real way to eat in old Beijing. This pot

There are only these few things in it, but it can taste the deliciousness of mutton. Therefore, it is better to be simple in everything. But how many people can understand this truth? We live in this world, always

I wanted to taste all the flavors, but ended up complicating things."

I smiled and said, "What you said seems to be spoken by a philosopher. But I think it makes sense."

She looked at me and smiled, "That's how it is. By the way, Director Feng, let's drink some white wine? Okay?"

I looked at her and said worriedly: "You drank tonight, right? Can you still drink?"

She smiled at me and said, "No problem! Director Feng, I noticed that you have never called me, right? Do you not know how to call me?"

To be honest, what she said was true. I really never called her in front of her. I ignored the subject of every sentence because I felt it was not good to call her by her first name. Calling her Miss Xia felt a bit disgusting.

So I simply ignored it. I smiled and said: "Haha! Then what do you think I should call you?"

She said: "Just call me by my name. But don't call me when the waiter is here. Well, I won't call you Director Feng anymore, and I will just call you by your name. Is that okay?"

I smiled and said: "Of course." (To be continued)


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