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Chapter 42
This is the right to eat out that Ji Xingling has finally applied to his mother. The official reason is that "I am too tired to study and want to go out to get some breath." In view of the fact that her son is really behaved recently, Hu Meimei agreed to let her go, but she had to decide where to eat.
In the end, I chose a French restaurant. The owner is Hu Meimei’s best friend, my own person... I know my own fox and know the bottom line, so I can ensure that the ingredients will not come out of moths, and the environment is relatively quiet.
Lin Jing searched on the app based on the location he said, and said puzzledly: "Am I wrong, the average per capita is 480, and the meal time is five hours?"
"No, we are not in the category of four thousand and eighty." Ji Xingling explained, "It is a good friend of my mother who opened the store. She has already reserved a small box for us. There will be no cumbersome procedures, so we just have a meal. , And there is no need to pay."
"...Can't it be replaced with a dry pot bullfrog?"
"can not."
Ji Xingling continued: "My mother thought that I was going out with Yu Yizhou at first, and I didn't choose this store. Later, when I heard that it was you, I changed it temporarily. Can I give her a little face and just use it as a supplementary tuition fee? "
Supplementary tuition is okay, but... Teacher Little Lin told the truth: "I think your 443 is far from worth 48,000 per capita."
The young master protested: "How can I say it, don't I even have ten dollars for a penny?"
"That's nothing. Your 443 can only be worth a Haidilao meal at most."
"Fine, I will try to charge 500 at the end of the term, and this meal will be used as an advance interest." Ji Xingling pushed his seat belt on, "Go, get out of the car."
Not far ahead, Yu Yizhou had just got out of the car and was walking toward the school gate sleepily.
"The meal is set." Ji Xingling may be afraid that Lin Jing would refuse again, and before he could reply, ran a few steps to catch up with Yu Yizhou, and went into the school together.
Li Moyuan stood in front of the convenience store. After a while, Wei Xue came out with two cups of milk tea. She was wearing red and green elk gloves. She was very Christmas and she smiled cutely.
Lin Jing thought to himself, this festival is really good.
...
On Christmas Eve, there was a little drizzle in the whole city. It was wet and cold, and it was romantic different from snow.
Hu Meimei said loudly in the living room: "It seems to be cooling down again at night, you and Xiao Jing remember to dress warmly."
Ji Xingling said casually, "Oh". Hu Meimei knew that he was not worried when he heard his lazy tone. When he went to the bedroom, it turned out to be a short-sleeved T-shirt and a sports jacket.
"Mom, the car and the restaurant are so hot."
"When have you eaten and stayed honestly in the restaurant?"
Hu Meimei took out a dark blue wool coat for him from the closet: "Wear this one and add a turtleneck sweater."
When Ji Xing Lingguang heard the words "turtleneck sweater", he felt that his neck was beginning to pierce, so in the end he only changed his coat and grabbed his hair with gel water: "Let's go."
The speed is so fast, for fear of being caught by his mother and put on a pair of long trousers.
It's too earthy, your brother star can't.
Lin Jing was leaning at the door and waiting. He wore a white down jacket, which looked fresh and clean. His side pockets were large, and a square edge was faintly revealed.
Ji Xingling asked: "Is it my Christmas gift?"
"You want to dismantle now?"
"No, wait a minute." Ji Xingling entered the elevator with him. In order to explain that he was empty-handed, he added a sentence, "Your gift is where you eat." I didn't forget.
Lin Jing smiled: "Yeah."
There is no one else in the elevator, probably because Ji Xingling rarely dresses so formally, so Lin Jing glanced twice more in the mirror. As a result, the young master lazily raised his hand and held the top of his head: "You can admire me openly, without being so sneaky."
"Who is watching you?" Lin Jing was very calm, "I see GUCCI."
"Is this dress GUCCI? I didn't pay attention." Ji Xingling touched the lead, "I didn't see it, you still have research on this aspect."
Lin Jing said "um" and didn't say anything more.
...
In the city center at Christmas, the traffic jam made Teacher Xiaolin feel dizzy.
Ji Xingling helped him open up the conversation while wondering: "Isn't it so exaggerated in previous years?"
"Tianfu Road just had two rear-end collisions." Old Feng said helplessly, "It's probably going to be a while."
Ji Xingling turned on the mobile phone map, and the nearby roads were red and crimson.
Nothing, I had to ask the people around me: "Can I take the subway? It might be crowded."
"Okay." Lin Jing cheered up, "It's okay to walk over."
He was really dizzy, relying on the sour plum in his mouth to continue his life.
It is not practical to walk over, there is still some distance, but the subway station is nearby. After the car came, there were a lot of people, and it was impossible to have a seat. Ji Xingling pulled Lin Jing to the corner, and supported the wall with one hand, giving him a small quiet space: "It's okay, just four stops."
after awhile.
"There are three more stops."
After a while.
"There are two more stops."
Teacher Little Lin was dumbfounded: "Are you a part-time subway announcer?"
Ji Xing Ling plausibly said: "I'm not afraid that you are too crowded, so I will go back in a fit of anger."
"I won't go back."
"Why, because you want to eat with me?"
"No, I just checked and the road back is more blocked."
"...Damn, you actually thought about going back!"
Lin Jing turned his head and smiled. The eldest master didn't succeed this time, and he lost face. He was a little bit itchy. He raised his hand to mess his hair, but the subway arrived at the station for an instant.
The aunt next to him didn't pay attention and slammed into Ji Xingling, causing him to lean forward.
Lin Jing felt a little dampness coming from his side, with the warmth of breathing, soft and soft.
"..."
"Young man, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The aunt quickly apologized, pulling his arm back, trying to help him up.
Ji Xingling is actually quite dumbfounded, but even more dumbfounded is that my fucking doesn't seem to want to stand up straight. Auntie, can you push me back again?
Lin Jing glanced at the time: "It's the station."
"No, there is one more stop." Ji Xingling said, "And why are you looking at the watch, there is no arrival display on the watch."
Teacher Xiaolin didn't organize the language for a long time, so he stopped talking and stopped talking, and began to concentrate on opening up his heart to eliminate the joy.
Ji Xingling lifted his finger, rubbed his lower lip lightly, and pointed out if nothing had happened: "Hey, the horizontal line is green."
Lin Jing eliminated a row of purple, and the system instantly "Unbelievable": "Shut up."
"……Oh."
Five minutes later, the subway prompts to arrive at the station.
Both of them were quite awake when they were blown by the cold air outside. Ji Xingling checked the mobile phone navigation, and the walking time was only ten minutes. Lin Jing put his hands in his pockets and walked along the wet street. There are still more houses in this area. It is not as crowded as the commercial area, and there are no shopping malls that are drunk and gold. Rows of low-rise houses are covered by twilight. Quietly caged, shadows of trees whirling under the street lights, and occasionally a small coffee shop appears. The music that flows out is not cheerful tunes, but hoarse and low female voices.
Lin Jing stood at the door and listened for a while.
Ji Xingling stretched out his hand and covered his cold right ear with his palm: "Standing here and freezing to death, do you like this song? I'll buy you a CD, what's its name?"
"do not know."
Ji Xingling opened the song search software, and after recording a section, the lyrics translation that popped up in the APP was very nonsense. It was "I am just a cumbersome" and "It made you leave overwhelmed." What kind of unscrupulous shop is this? To play this kind of happy breakup song during the festival, is it "jingle bell" not good to hear or "Merry Christmas" will be charged.
Don't buy it! The young master repented on the spot and forcibly pulled Teacher Xiaolin away from the cafe: "Go, go eat!"
Lin Jing was dragged by him: "What are you running?"
"I'm hungry!"
Really hungry. Both of them didn't eat much at noon, and they were stuck for half an hour at night, and the subway was walking and they were already hungry. Fortunately, the owner of the restaurant is an acquaintance, and there is no such vain dining process. The dishes are arranged within ten minutes of sitting down, and the box door is closed, and the environment is perfect.
The per capita 480 is not entirely dependent on decoration, and the taste is still worth the price. Ji Xingling snatched a few pieces of lobster from his plate, and then returned a piece of beef short ribs. He had an unusually dishonest meal. If Hu Meimei saw it, he would be dizzy with anger.
But Teacher Little Lin was not angry. After he finished the beef short ribs, he asked the other party for a piece, and finally leaned back on the chair: "I'm full."
"Gift." Ji Xingling wiped his mouth with a napkin and consciously reached out.
Lin Jing took out the square box from the pocket of the down jacket.
When Ji Xingling glanced at the familiar wrapping paper, he felt that it was not very good.
"Why give me such an expensive thing?"
"In order to match the 480 per capita."
Lin Jing has no interest in luxury goods. The reason why he can recognize the young master's GUCCI coat in the afternoon is all because when he went to GUCCI to buy these gloves two days ago, he saw the same model on the model.
"Take it back."
"The first gift I gave you, please give me some face."
"No, the iPod is the first gift." Ji Xingling was serious, "and I like that better."
"Then when you treat guests to dinner in the future, can you discuss the location with me?" Lin Jing smiled, "But these gloves are pretty good-looking, so you can accept them. I don't need to save living expenses. , My parents’ reward."
Ji Xingling rubbed his head, feeling a bit complicated.
Anyway, I'm not very happy. I always feel that this gift is different from what I want.
"Where is mine?" Lin Jing asked.
Ji Xingling asked the waiter to bring in a small gift bag.
That is a collection of Shelley's poems, thick, bilingual hardcover.
Sure enough, more attentive than GUCCI.
Lin Jing was a little surprised, and looked up at him.
Ji Xingling was slightly uncomfortable with him: "Why, can't I buy books?"
"No." Lin Jing thought for a while, "I think... it doesn't look like your style."
"Then do you like it?"
"I love it."
Ji Xingling felt a little more comfortable, and then began to float again, beginning to talk a lot: "Tsk, I knew you would like it. In fact, when I first started, I planned to find a relationship and ask you for an autograph or something. I checked it online and found that the author died in 1822."
Teacher Xiaolin:?
The eldest master didn't think anything was wrong, he was still triumphant, super handsome, super awkward, so Lin Jing also followed him with a smile: "Now I have finished eating, do you want to go back?"
"It's early." Ji Xingling picked up his coat, "I will take you to the top floor."
"Why go to the top floor?"
"Look at the night scene."
The restaurant guide says that on the large balcony on the 19th floor, you can overlook the night view of the entire city.
Christmas is especially beautiful, because the lights are lit everywhere, and the spires, viaducts and ferris wheels are rolling up and down.
The quiet river passes through the city, wrapped in warm lights.
There are no other people on the balcony, because most of the diners here are not willing to brave the cold wind to see the scenery.
Except for high school students.
Because they are always a little stupid.
"Cold?"
"Just finished eating, it's not cold."
Or it can be said that the secret emotions are hidden in the heart, so that you can't feel cold.
Lin Jing kept looking at the Ferris wheel in the distance.
Ji Xingling asked him: "Want to go sit?"
"It's impossible to get the number tonight."
"That's right, then we will go next time."
Lin Jing turned his head: "When is next time?"
Ji Xingling thought without hesitation: "Tomorrow?"
"Forget it." Lin Jing turned his gaze back to the surface of the river, "I'll talk about it when you get to Beijing."
Ji Xingling choked: "Why is the Ferris wheel packaged and sold with Beijing?"
"Do you know what it means to go to Beijing?"
"..."
There was silence all around.
Lin Jing squeezed the railing with his fingers, revealing a little white joint. He regretted his impulse, and his heart was confused, so he turned and walked towards the stairs: "It's a bit cold, go back."
"Don't!" Ji Xingling grabbed him, blurting out instinctively before thinking, "I know."
"..."
"I'm just... I admit, I didn't think about it carefully." Ji Xingling looked at him, his short hair was slightly messed up by the wind, "I'm just a little bit, then what, a little nervous."
"The kind of brain disorder."
"But I didn't want to escape!"
"I'm not all started to study hard."
"I took the 443 exam last time."
"Although it is still not high, but I have worked very hard."
"why are you laughing."
"Hey, can you stop staring at the floor and see if I can do it."
"Let's go." Lin Jing smiled and punched him, "Go home."
"That..." Ji Xingling tilted his head and looked at him carefully.
"I'll talk until you get five hundred."
"Damn it."
"No swearing."
"Four hundred and five elements won't work?"
"no!"
The wind is very light.
The fingers touched lightly when blowing.