Qi Huan returned to Minxue’s private room.

Zhuang Mu was not angry: "I know how to run there all day long. Do I need to plant you in No. 1 Middle School to take root?"

Yan Shulong stood up and smoothed out: "Hi, young man, it's normal for him to be a little restless."

Qi Huan didn't say anything and sat on the sofa.

"What's the situation? Is it not good to go to the army?" Yan Shulong saw that she was not in high spirits and went over to gossip and ask, "Has Chen Rang shook you again?"

"Shake your face?" Qi Huan turned his head: "He didn't even look at me with his face."

Yan Shulong was speechless for a moment, "...You are so miserable, sister." He frowned and looked at her.

"What do you see?"

"No. I'll just see, no matter how you look at it, you shouldn't be silly. It shouldn't be-"

Zhuang Mu was unhappy and interrupted them: "Do you want me to open a private room to share your experience?"

"Oh, Brother Mu——"

Yan Shulong went over and hugged his shoulders, smiling and told him not to rush.

After a change of topic, I didn't talk about the first one.

Several people sat down to chat, and everyone else was drinking. Qi Huan reached out to hold the cup, and was immediately taken away by Zhuang Mu: "What are you drinking? If you go crazy, we will throw you here." He changed to a glass of alcohol-free soft drink and stuffed it to her.

Qi Huan took it and said nothing.

Soon, when it was time to cut the cake, a group of people gathered around the birthday boy to spray ribbons, pulled small salutes, and made a lot of noises.

The birthday boy stood in front of Limai, and started to speak on purpose. A group of people in the audience threw him with small things.

"Isn't it disgusting!"

"I vomited, can I still ask for the cake?"

"Damn! Where is Sister Huan? Sister Huan beat him up--"

Qi Huan, who was ordered to name, stood beside him and smiled with a huge piece of cake cut by the birthday boy.

Everyone in the private room started to play and talk and laugh. Qi Huan didn't go to the middle and walked towards the bathroom. She nestled in the corner, holding a cake that had not moved in her hand.

The lights are dim and the corners are darker than elsewhere.

Qi Huan took out his cell phone and took a picture of the cake on the paper tray in his hand, and sent a text message to Chen Rang.

Then edit the text:

【We left after eating the cake.】

After a pause, I added:

【Drink less wine.】

He wanted to say something, but was afraid that he would annoy him if he said too much. Qi Huan sighed and restrained himself from putting away his cell phone.

...

The dice came to an end, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves cried and howled again. Chen Rang smoked outside the toilet in the corner of the private room, stood lazy against the wall, and the dim light shone on his head, making a chaotic shadow on the ground.

The smoke tail was a little red and burning, and the smoke floated from his clear joints.

I took out my phone to browse the web page, and a new message prompt suddenly popped up.

Qi Huan sent him a picture. The boss had a piece of cake, and the cream looked greasy.

He had no expression. He was about to put away his phone, and new news came.

One said he wanted to leave, and the other asked him to drink less.

Just as she sat beside him, she drank two glasses of wine with water, and the smell of wine drifted to him after a few seconds.

His face is still red.

I don't know who it is.

Chen Rang curled the corner of his mouth. He pressed his phone to standby and put it back in his pocket.

.

Sing K in the afternoon and have dinner in the evening. The process is very simple.

The boy who celebrated his birthday was named Zhang Zhe. He went to a hotel he often went to book a private room with a large table. A group of people came out of Huangchao Bay and called him in several cars.

Qi Huan kept lowering her head to play with her mobile phone, and the cold dishes started to be served, but she didn't raise her head.

Zhuang Mu couldn't stand it, "What are you doing? You don't even eat?"

Qi Huan responded and then put away his cell phone. He just moved his chopsticks and looked down at his cell phone.

Chen Rang didn't reply to her. There was no word.

Slide your fingers on the screen and click the messages up and down several times.

Before Zhuang Mu was upset for the second time, she picked up the chopsticks and ate peacefully.

The dishes were served as well, and before the dessert arrived, a plate of cakes came, with green colors.

Yan Shulong said: "What's this?"

Before leaving, the waiter replied: "This is a green tea cake."

Yan Shulong's face twisted into a ball: "What's the green tea cake? I fuck Zhang Zhe, are you a little fascinated with your taste?"

Everyone started to complain after the conversation.

Qi Huan glanced at him and suddenly said, "Come to me."

They turned the glass disc as they said, and the green cake came to Qi Huan. She looked up and said, "No one eats it, right?" Seeing everyone waved their hands and brought it to them, "Then let me go."

Zhuang Mu turned his head and asked her: "Do you eat?"

Qi Huan nodded vaguely, but picked up his phone and took a photo of the cake on the plate.

While everyone else was eating, she sent the picture to Chen Rang and carefully considered the words for a while.

[Look, this cake tastes green tea, is it amazing?]

【I remember you seem to drink green tea often.】

[Let's eat together next time? I want to eat with you!]

Three were sent in one breath, Qi Huan poked the screen with his finger and clicked it, raising his lips and smiling unconsciously.

...

Zuo Junhao and his group were looking for a restaurant to have dinner, and they just chose a place to sit down.

We haven't served the food yet, we're chatting.

Chen Rang did not join them, and sat on the small sofa aside to play with his cell phone, without expression.

As several people talked about Chen Rang.

"I said, let me hold my cell phone all day, but when I was looking for him, I didn't see him answering the phone very quickly."

Ji Bing smiled: "You see he is playing with his mobile phone, but that's just him passing the time. He really thinks he likes playing with his mobile phone."

"Ah, I'm so boring to come out to play?"

"It's not just about playing, what does he think is interesting?"

When Zuo Junhao mentioned this, he said something very much, "He is a person. I will tell you - his call records are clear at regular intervals, and he deleted them on the spot after receiving the short message. Are you convinced? I asked him why he was so diligent in deleting it. What do you think he said? He just said one word - annoyed."

"You are all fine." Ji Bing curled his lips, "We bet you remember that time, how long did the text you sent him stay on his phone? In the morning, I was deleted in one fucking class!"

"Hahaha, I'll fuck! He--" Zuo Junhao clapped his hands and laughed, and told the others: "That's when Ji Bing lost to me for a week's breakfast."

"Get out!" Ji Bing kicked him.

Zuo Junhao shook his legs and showed off: "I'm afraid no one can break my record. One morning, tsk, all morning, comrades, in Chen Rang, rounding up this will be a lifetime!"

Everyone laughed.

After laughing for a while, someone asked, "Is it annoying to let my brother see us?"

"bother."

"Look at Brother Zuo is also annoying?"

Zuo Junhao showed a "you are naive" smile, curled his lips and took it ashamed, but rather proud, and snorted: "He sees that I am not annoyed, I am annoyed, I am dead!"

The group of people was hilarious again and they were overjoyed.

Chen Rang was playing with his cell phone, probably hearing the movement, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

A message suddenly popped up on the phone.

It’s still Qi Huan. One picture and three sentences are green and oily, and it looks very unpalatable.

Chen Rang scratched the screen, and habitually clicked on the editing, wanting to delete the content.

A pause in action.
To be continued...