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Ai Yige almost fell down from a beautiful stool without a beautiful stool.

Damn, isn't it wrong? When did I meet her? The two big words "time travel" suddenly appeared in my mind. Ai Yige couldn't help but sigh at the magic of the Creator. There may be many surprises waiting for him in the future.

"Uh... Hello, when did you come back?" Ai Yigesheng pushed the word "return" at the junction of the tip of the tongue and the lower jaw, passing by in a vague area.

"I have only been back in China for three or four days. I heard that this is the most American-style bar in Nanjing. I came to take a look. I didn't expect to meet you." The girl was named Meng Xiaodie. She and Ai Yige were classmates in junior high school and high school, but she was not in the same class. She was both a freshman in the first grade of Jinling Middle School back then. Ai Yige was in Class 1, and Meng Xiaodie was in Class 7. When she was in high school, Ai Yige became Class 7 again, while Meng Xiaodie arrived in Class 1. I have to say that luck made people.

"That's really a coincidence." Ai Yige can't be blamed for being clumsy, but in Ai Yige's memory, he spent almost entirely a secret love for Meng Xiaodie, and the two never knew each other. I won't talk about junior high school. It was just a vague goodwill. There were also some secret love among high school students. However, Ai Yige lacked the ability to chat with beautiful girls at that time, and he could only hide this secret love in his heart. He really couldn't understand how he and Meng Xiaodie met, and it seemed quite familiar. He had not seen each other for many years and was still not separated.

"Don't you plan to treat me to a drink?" Meng Xiaodie looked at her cleverly, and her voice was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, which was gentle and beautiful. In the bar, more than half of the male drinkers looked over, some envy, some jealousy, and some naked hatred. As for the women, well, they all pretended to be tilted.

"Oh, please sit down, please sit." Ai Yige seemed a little panicked, but found that there were no empty seats around the bar counter. He jumped down in panic and gave the bar stool to Meng Xiaodie.

"If you don't mind, sit there. I have a friend." Meng Xiaodie pointed to the deepest part of the bar near the window. There was a woman with a wide back and wide waist, with long hair draped behind her head, facing the window, watching the lights at Xinjiekou shining, and not looking back.

Holding a wine glass in one hand and the bottle of Lafite from 1982 in the other, Ai Yige followed Meng Xiaodie to the doorway by the window. When passing by Peng Lianqing and Liu Tianshun, they all looked up at Ai Yige, their eyes were incredible, and they were thinking in their hearts that this kid could catch a girl even when sitting on the bar? Moreover, it seemed that all the best people in the world leaned in front of him, which made people want to beat him.

Ai Yige was too lazy to bother with them. When Meng Xiaodie sat down opposite Meng Xiaodie, when Meng Xiaodie introduced her friend to Ai Yige, he suddenly realized that the man was not a woman, but a standard big man. The man had a big face and a hooked nose, about 35 or 36 years old, and his face was fair and fair, and he could tell that he was used to being pampered and had a little fat body. If time went back a few years, the man was a few years younger and had lost 40 or 50 kilograms, he would be roughly similar to Andy Lau, but he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which was slightly inconsistent with his overall style.

"This is my doctoral supervisor in the United States, Dai Xiaolou." Meng Xiaodie introduced, then looked at Dai Xiaolou and pointed at Ai Yige: "He is my high school classmate, Ai Yige. How about it? He is very handsome, right? I said that all my high school classmates are handsome men, you don't believe it." Such a young doctoral supervisor? And he is still a Chinese, it seems very not easy.

Dai Xiaolou narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at Ai Yige, and a few balls of meat were squeezed out from his face, making it difficult to tell whether he was laughing or a little dissatisfied: "It's really energetic."

In a trance, Ai Yige suddenly felt that Dai Xiaolou did not look like Andy Lau, but was a little like... Uh, this seemed a bit too big, but when the two balls of flesh on his cheekbones were squeezed out, it was really similar.

"Haha, you are also very energetic." Ai Yige thought to himself. This was probably Meng Xiaodie's boyfriend, and his heart tightened slightly for no reason. Although in Ai Yige's memory, he had never had a conversation with Meng Xiaodie in even one sentence, but he had just liked her silently for six years in junior high school and high school. Then he got Meng Xiaodie applied for a half-price at Yale and flew across the ocean to the other side of the ocean. From then on, there was no news, and only a seed of missing Meng Xiaodie was planted in Ai Yige's young heart. This also caused him not to even have another girlfriend during his entire college period. It was not until he accidentally returned to school and met Jin Kezhu after graduation, and then he opened his heart that was closed for Meng Xiaodie again.

"Xiaolou is our youngest doctoral supervisor at Yale. I don't know how many female students are fascinated by Yale!" Meng Xiaodie praised her boyfriend casually, but Ai Yige was muttering in her heart: Have you learned the habits of Americans after living in the United States for a few years? He praised people so explicitly?

"Haha, I can tell." Ai Yige really has nothing to say about this kind of thing.

"When I first met him, he looked very much like Andy Lau! Old Ai, do you think he looks like it?" Ai Yige had to nod, but unexpectedly, Meng Xiaodie said what he said in his heart: "But I have almost grown fat in the past two years, my face has become wider, and I am more and more like Liu Huan. Time, you are really too cruel. I turned Andy Lau into Liu Huan!"

"Puff..." Ai Yige couldn't help it. He sprayed out a sip of wine, mostly spraying on the table, but a few drops were also splashed on Dai Xiaolou's snow-white shirt, and a few red flowers bloomed.

"You..." Dai Xiaolou was very unhappy, but after looking at Meng Xiaodie, she finally said nothing. Instead, she made Ai Yige very embarrassed, and apologized desperately. She also took the tissue on the table and wanted to wipe it for him.

Unexpectedly, Dai Xiaolou was very unhappy. He snatched the tissue from Ai Yige's hand, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. When he walked, he said something intentionally or unintentionally, "No tutor", and his voice was extremely low. If Ai Yige hadn't just stepped over to help him wipe the hem of his clothes and had not yet retracted, he would have been unable to hear it. Looking at Dai Xiaolou's back, Ai Yige was a little embarrassed, but seeing Meng Xiaodie's as if nothing had happened, he seemed to have not noticed it. He had to smile apologetically to Meng Xiaodie and retreat to his position.

"Sorry, I've sprayed the wine on your boyfriend."

Meng Xiaodie looked up at Ai Yige, her expression obviously stagnated. She wanted to say something, but she just opened her mouth and finally said nothing, with a little sad look.
Chapter completed!