Ten stars
Seeing Chen Zheng holding a glass of wine and standing in front of the two of them in a daze, Feng Chibai felt a headache.
The next second, this "variable" said in shock: "Fuck, you're in love? When did it happen?"
Lin Tang heard it and quickly explained: "No, we are just friends."
Hearing this, Feng Chibai hummed a sound and said in a neither light nor heavy tone, "Your sincerity is not enough. She hasn't been impressed yet."
Lin Tang: “…”
Chen Zheng: “!!!”
This is the first time I've seen him chasing a girl. Strange, so strange.
He shook his head in disbelief, and for a moment he even wondered if Feng Chibai had been possessed by another spirit.
He admitted that the girl in front of him was pretty, but her appearance was somewhat aggressive and she looked arrogant. He never thought Feng Chibai would like this type of girl.
Besides, beautiful women are common in their circle, and he began to wonder what extraordinary qualities she had that could attract him.
So he went around to the other side, walked up to Lin Tang, and clinked glasses with her in a familiar manner.
Lin Tang half-supported his head, exchanged glances with Feng Chibai, then turned to look at Chen Zheng, raising his eyebrows.
Chen Zheng used his usual flirtatious manner, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, lowering his head slightly, raising his eyelids to meet her gaze, and then slowly said, "Hello, my name is Chen Zheng. May I know the name of this beautiful lady in front of me?"
After getting used to Feng Chibai's roundabout tactics, Lin Tang obviously felt that this kind of rhetoric was a bit low-brow. However, he still replied generously, "Lin Tang."
As if he had found a treasure, Chen Zheng said with satisfaction, "Oh!" and then asked, "Where is Miss Lin currently working?"
"Not really." Lin Tang took a sip of his wine. "Just a small worker at the Astronomical Research Institute."
"No wonder, they're researchers."
He does have some outstanding qualities.
Wait.
She said where it came from.
Astronomy Research Institute? Isn't that where Fengchi Bailao has been going recently?
This reversal came a bit suddenly. Damn, a career-brained person suddenly turned into a love-brained person.
No wonder I couldn’t make any appointments these days. It turns out I really had something important to deal with.
He gritted his teeth, swallowed his breath, and continued talking with Lin Tang.
As it turned out, Lin Tang only looked difficult to get along with, but he was actually quite pleasant to chat with.
When the conversation became more emotional, the two would even bump fists. However, Feng Chibai stopped them. He grabbed Lin Tang's wrist, glanced at Chen Zheng, and warned, "Take it easy."
I was used to picking up girls before, but after hearing this, I realized that I couldn't treat the girl in front of me so frivolously. I replied angrily, "Okay, brother."
Lin Tang tilted his head and looked at Feng Chibai in confusion, somewhat confused, but just took it as a small episode.
Time passed by unknowingly.
Suddenly remembering something, Chen Zheng glanced at the time and said, "Oh my god, it's almost half past ten. Aren't you going home yet? Aren't you afraid that the old man will call you again tomorrow morning?"
Lin Tang was much more sensitive in this regard. She quickly extracted the key information from the words and asked, "Does your house have access control?"
Feng Chibai did not answer Lin Tang immediately, but glanced at Chen Zheng coldly.
Realizing that this was a topic that could not be discussed, Chen Zheng immediately made a gesture to keep quiet.
In fact, even if he didn't explain, Lin Tang had already accepted this statement in her heart. She checked the time. It was almost ten o'clock.
She wasn't such a naive person. Since the other person was in trouble, she definitely couldn't make things difficult for him. So she urged him, "Go back quickly. You'll be scolded if you're late."
Feng Chibai was not in a hurry and said calmly, "I'll take you back first."
"That won't work. What if I really pass the access control point?" Lin Tang University also has access control. When the time is up, the aunt locks the door. She doesn't know if his family does the same, so she asks, "Can I still go home after the time is up?"
"No." Feng Chibai was honest.
Lin Tang was just about to tell him to go play somewhere else, asking why he was still fooling around when he couldn't get home. But the next second, he heard him say, "But I don't have to go home tonight."
Lin Tang looked puzzled but said nothing.
"I have another suite here in Huaizhou. At least, I don't have to worry about where to sleep."
Looking at Feng Chibai's calm demeanor, she was a little speechless: "So what's the point of this rule?"
Feng Chibai drank the wine in the glass, pursed his lips, and said methodically: "Maybe it's to keep track of our movements, at least to know if we're out fooling around."
"But if it's because of you, I think the old man can understand." He added.
Lin Tang frowned slightly and asked in surprise, "Do I really work that well with your grandfather?"
"Of course." Feng Chibai said confidently, "Well, how should I put it? You are now equivalent to a...golden medal of immunity from death?"
Lin Tang snorted twice and casually pushed his hair back over his shoulders: "Then how about sending this death-proof gold medal home?"
Feng Chibai: "I'm very happy."
*
On a weekend evening, when Lin Tang came back from Jingluo, he hadn't had dinner yet, so he decided to have dinner at a McDonald's outside the community.
After ordering, she randomly chose a seat by the side.
But after sitting down for a while, she suddenly felt that she had chosen a bad seat.
At this time, there were quite a few customers in the store, and the sound of talking could be heard from time to time, but the noise in front of him was particularly obvious.
She let out a depressed breath and glanced over calmly, wondering what could have made those people so excited.
The more she looked, the more familiar one of the figures seemed to her. The man had his back to her and a guitar bag was piled around him, as if he had just finished a performance.
If I listen to the sound now, I can probably guess what it is.
She silently withdrew her gaze and ignored him.
After a moment, the noise in front of him died down. The next second, the phone screen lit up, showing an unread message.
She opened it and looked.
Maimai Crispy Chicken: [Just discovered that Huaizhou’s Maimai Crispy Chicken is not as delicious as Jingluo’s]
There is also a photo of McMillen's Crispy Chicken attached below.
Lin Tang didn't reply.
Three minutes later.
Mai Mai Crispy Chicken: [Alas, I was ignored by someone again]
Mai Mai Crispy Chicken: [It’s okay, you might be busy, so I won’t bother you.]
Mai Mai Crispy Chicken: [After thinking about it, I still feel a little sad. Don’t you want to comfort me?]
Lin Tang felt that if she didn't reply, he would continue to entertain himself with her for a long time, so she simply sent him a message: Come back.
Feng Yunjing was obviously stunned when he received this message, but he still did it half-believingly.
The moment he saw Lin Tang, his eyes lit up instantly. After saying a few words to his friend beside him, he took his plate and sat down opposite Lin Tang.
He held his chin up, looked at her with a smile and said, "What a coincidence, I actually ran into you here, Lin Tang."
Is it a coincidence?
Lin Tang didn't think it was a coincidence, after all, this place was very close to their community.
She said helplessly: "It was a mistake not to stop you that day."
I let him follow me all the way, so he knew where I lived. I don’t know how many times he will come here in the future.
Feng Yunjing pretended to be heartbroken: "Why do you want to avoid me so much?"
But I didn't feel disliked. The man in front of me had calmed down, slowly eating his burger with no expression on his face.
But he could vaguely sense that she seemed very tired. Today was her day off, so it couldn't be because of work. So he asked, "Where did you go today?"
Lin Tang didn't hide it: "Jingluo."
Feng Yunjing asked again: "Are you going to see your grandma? Is your grandma sick?"
On New Year's Eve, the old man next to her did not look well.
Before she could answer, he continued, "But your grandmother is blessed with good fortune. She will surely get better soon."
Lin Tang paused, a rare smile on his face, and said softly, "Thank you for your good wishes."
But his thoughts suddenly drifted to the deal Feng Chibai mentioned.
He was indeed patient with her. After all, more than half a month had passed since that day, but he did not seem to be in a hurry at all.
But dragging it out like this is not a solution.
He had offered so much that it seemed she should be prepared to give an answer.
Seeing her suddenly stunned, Feng Yunjing looked at her in confusion. Noticing a speck of dust on her face, he said nothing and picked up a tissue to wipe it off for her.
By the time Lin Tang realized what was happening, he had already wiped it off for her. She subconsciously touched the area he had wiped, but the man in front of her didn't seem to think this was an overstep, with a pure smile still on his face.
She looked away and said calmly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Feng Yunjing lowered his eyes to glance at what the two had ordered, and then another idea came to his mind, "Can I try your fries?"
He pointed at the French fries on Lin Tang's plate, where there was still a lot of them left. He didn't order them, so he wanted to try them. He thought this explanation was quite reasonable.
Lin Tang didn't care about that and replied casually, "Whatever."
After getting the consent, he naturally became impolite.
Just as he picked up a French fry, his phone suddenly rang. He looked at the "Mom" note on the caller ID, his eyes darkened, but he still chose to pick up the phone.
As soon as the call was connected, the voice on the other end immediately came into my ears: "Are you coming back today? You haven't been back to the old house for so many days, the old man is about to lose his temper."
The other party's tone was a little urgent, which also lowered his mood: "No, I have something to do today."
Although the house was elegant and luxurious, and exuded an extraordinary atmosphere everywhere, it was like a crow trapped in a golden cage, inevitably being looked down upon. The harsh environment made him feel uncomfortable everywhere.
"Why do I have problems every day? How can I explain it to the old man when he asks me about it?"
"Then I won't explain." His tone was cold. "If you're calling just for this, then I'll hang up first."
The moment he put the phone on the table again, Lin Tang pushed a glass of ice cola in front of him.
He was startled and looked at her blankly. Suddenly, he heard someone say, "Drink some carbonated drinks, and you'll feel better."
As if she was afraid that he might misunderstand, she added, "Don't worry, I haven't drunk it yet."
His mood improved a little, and he began to speak nonchalantly again: "Lin Tang, you care about me? Does that mean that you have changed your mind about me?"
Lin Tang glanced at him and said, "Don't try to convince yourself. There's no chance of anything happening between us."
She pronounced the last sentence very sternly, as if she was deliberately emphasizing it to him.
But Feng Yunjing wasn't the least bit frustrated. He replied, "You know, they say online that the more you say something, the faster it will turn around."
Lin Tang had never heard of this and simply thought it was difficult to communicate with him. She tried to snatch the iced cola back, but he dodged her and deliberately took a sip before smiling at her, "You gave it to me, so it's mine."
A voice suddenly came from behind: "Maizi, you are not going home tonight again?"
The person who asked the question replied, "Well, leave the key to the studio for me later."
When he turned around, Lin Tang asked in confusion: "Why don't you go back?"
He joked but also mixed some seriousness in his tone: "Because I think it's more fun to be with you."
Lin Tang snorted and ignored him.
It was dark outside and night was falling. In a roadside parking space not far away, a warm light was on in the car.
Feng Chibai tilted his eyes and took in the situation inside clearly through the transparent glass wall.
His expression remained unchanged, his deep eyes shimmering with emotion. After a long pause, he slowly asked, "Will this move please girls more?"
The driver in the front seat knew what he was referring to, and he answered seriously, "Your brother is young, so naturally he has more tricks."
"But don't worry." He changed the subject, "Miss Lin will definitely choose you."
Feng Chibai said nothing, his eyes still fixed on the window.
Of course he knew that Lin Tang would definitely choose him.
After all, his sincerity is tempting enough.
The leaves were shaking, mottled black shadows were scattered all over the ground, and the people in the store finally got up and walked out.
The weather in early spring has not yet started to warm up, and she is still wearing a coat. The clothes are wrapped tightly around her, outlining her waistline.
The thin figure walked alone on the quiet path facing the street lights, with his head half raised, his shadow stretched out long by the moonlight.
She was getting further and further away from him.
Until one moment, it finally disappeared from his sight.
He calmly withdrew his gaze, remained silent for a long time, and then asked again for no reason: "So, do you think she is happier with me or with him?"
The driver didn't reply immediately. After a moment's thought, he said, "Ms. Lin seems more relaxed when she's with you."
"Yeah?"
When he asked this question, he already had the answer in his heart.
When two people who share the same suffering reveal everything to each other honestly, they will naturally show their most original selves without any worries.
There was a moment of silence in the car.
He lowered his eyes to glance at his watch. It was still in time, so he said, "Drive back to the old house."
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