Chapter 91: Like an Old Friend Returning (XI) Like a dream, like dew, like a dream bubble...
This is so magical! Zhang Deng really felt the so-called butterfly effect.
But the problem is that Zhang Deng, who was at the center of the storm, had no recollection of this.
Hu Ningning thought he just had a bad memory and kept giving him hints: "You said that person had a scar on his wrist, and then Tong Ying said that a few years ago there was indeed a crazy person in his unit who attempted suicide."
Zhang Deng pretended that he remembered and looked for Dong Yu.
Dong Yu was standing behind the counter grinding coffee. He had long hair, a thin build, and was wearing a work uniform. He actually looked quite impressive, like a down-and-out artist.
The boss just now said: "He's quite handsome, right? Many girls like him."
Zhang Deng: "How is he?"
"I don't know," the boss was also confused. "He rarely speaks. He's very aloof."
Zhang Deng thought for a moment and walked over. Dong Yu saw him coming and said, "The coffee will have to wait a while."
Zhang Deng didn't drink that stuff at all. He asked, "Do you know me?"
"No," Dong Yu narrowed his eyes, but then said, "Looks familiar."
Zhang Deng: "Me too."
"Can you add me in touch?" Zhang Deng asked. "It seems like we're destined to meet."
But Dong Yu looked embarrassed. He took out his cell phone, which turned out to be an old BlackBerry.
If Zhang Deng hadn't lived for so long, he would definitely not have seen this thing. It's pure tears of the times.
Dong Yu said: "I don't have an account, you can leave me a phone number."
Zhang Deng said, "Using this now is so unique."
"I don't know how to use a smartphone," said Dong Yu.
The two exchanged contact information. Wei Yuanye came over from behind and greeted Dong Yu. Zhang Deng asked, "Do you know this person?"
Dong Yu still shook his head.
Okay, Zhang Deng gave up.
"The beneficiary is Hu Ningning," Wei Yuanye whispered in Zhang Deng's ear, "She's very close."
Zhang Deng also whispered, "What a coincidence."
Not only this incident, but everything seems like a strange coincidence.
Wei Yuanye said: "I don't know either."
Zhang Deng said, "Ah, that's ok, forget it, it's convenient this way anyway."
Zhang Deng is the type of person who can lie down wherever he falls and sleep very comfortably. He is the type of person who will just eat the pie that falls in front of him if the sky falls, there is an earthquake, or it is the end of the world.
Zhang Deng sat back down and heard a few girls discussing which boys to invite to go drinking together in the evening.
A girl asked Zhang Deng: "Do you have any handsome friends?"
Zhang Deng said, "No."
The girl said, "Oh my God, I don't believe it. Don't you have any friends?"
Hu Ningning: "Don't embarrass him, I'll call a few for you."
"I don't want you," they said in unison, "You have terrible taste in men."
Hu Ningning was unconvinced: "My ex-boyfriend is very handsome, okay?"
"But what you find now is so disgusting," said a girl. "I think you seem crazy and too picky about food."
Several beautiful girls who are as pretty as flowers and financially independent are sitting in a coffee shop, but they can't even get a man to date them.
Zhang Deng was silent for a moment and picked up his phone.
He turned on the screen and said, "Is it okay if it's handsome?"
"That's right." Everyone said in unison.
Zhang Deng typed a few words and sent them out, saying, "I'll give it a try."
After a moment, the phone lit up and He Xiaoqiu asked him, "Are you sick?"
Zhang Deng looked up and said, "He asked where to go for a drink."
Hu Ningning had a bad feeling: "Who did you find?"
"He's very handsome," Zhang Deng said, "but he probably doesn't like girls."
Hu Ningning was convinced: "You called He Xiaoqiu?"
Zhang Deng: "He knows a lot of handsome guys. I asked him to bring a few over."
Hu Ningning collapsed: "He knows me."
"It's a good opportunity to put aside all grudges with a smile," Zhang Deng said. "Besides, he has better taste in men than you do, and the quality of the men he finds is better than what you can find yourself."
Hu Ningning was silent for a moment, then uttered, "He's not that strong either."
Zhang Deng said: "If he hooked his finger, Liu Yan would kneel down and ask him to get back together."
Hu Ningning was defeated: "Okay, call him."
Feelings are so complicated anyway. Zhang Deng never doubted that Liu Yan liked He Xiaoqiu. Although his love was very complicated and very indecent, he just liked He Xiaoqiu's style.
I don’t know how Liu Yan felt when she learned that He Xiaoqiu was married.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, they arrived at the bar to set up shop. The girls were obviously regulars here. When the marketing staff came over, they greeted everyone familiarly. Zhang Deng picked up the drink list and was so scared when he saw the prices of the cocktails that he didn't dare to speak.
If a cocktail costs 300 yuan, wouldn’t we spend tens of thousands of yuan on drinks tonight?
Hu Ningning waved her hand and said, "It's my treat."
"It's AA," a girl immediately said to Zhang Deng, "Ah, don't worry, you don't have to."
Zhang Deng: “…”
"Okay," Zhang Deng agreed readily. "I'm unemployed and can't afford A."
Everyone laughed. No one found it awkward. It seemed that Zhang Deng's frankness was more endearing. One girl said, "If you were straight, I would definitely love you."
"Really?" Zhang Deng said, "I thought you would like Wei Yuanye more."
Wei Yuanye was playing a game and raised his head when he was called out. The girl shook her head and said, "He's too sharp. He's not my type."
This is indeed a fair evaluation. Wei Yuanye can indeed be described as sharp in both appearance and personality.
It does take mental preparation to get along with this kind of person. Zhang Deng and Wei Yuanye were also worried about this when they were together.
But when they really started dating, Zhang Deng felt that Wei Yuanye was actually quite okay. He was not as unattainable as he seemed, and he had a gentle nature.
There is no need to mention these to others.
The coffee shop owner said, "You two are a good match."
"Zhang Deng is exactly Wei Yuanye's ideal type," Hu Ningning commented. "Don't you think so?"
Zhang Deng said, "He's clearly my ideal type."
"Bullshit." Hu Ningning said rudely.
"Is this your ideal type?" Hu Ningning asked Zhang Deng. "When you were a child and dreamed of being a princess, you didn't want a prince, but a butcher who was a prince?"
Wei Yuanye frowned slightly, and just as he was about to open his mouth, Zhang Deng said, "Oh, that's right."
Wei Yuanye: “?”
Hu Ningning pointed at Wei Yuanye and said, "But your ideal type must be someone like Zhang Deng."
Wei Yuanye didn't say anything, but he might be thinking.
Hu Ningning seemed very experienced: "A rough man like you must like gentle, quiet and cultured women. Don't refute me, it must be you."
Wei Yuanye raised his eyebrows and went back to playing games.
It was obvious that he had lost his temper. It must be that what Hu Ningning said was right.
It was the first time that Zhang Deng heard this kind of idea. Could it be that he was Wei Yuanye’s ideal type?
Hu Ningning asked: "Do you know why you two can be together?"
Zhang Deng humbly accepted the advice: "Why?"
"Because you have a good temper," Hu Ningning said, "and you're not picky. You love whoever treats you well. In other words, you can be happy with anyone, but Wei Yuanye can't. He's picky. He can only be with you."
Zhang Deng didn't want to admit it, but he didn't know how to refute it.
The reason why he fell in love with Wei Yuanye was indeed not innocent. At that time, Wei Yuanye broke into his life and treated him so well. Zhang Deng had always been unwilling to admit that he fell in love because of the so-called gaslight effect, but now thinking about it, it was inevitable that he fell in love with Wei Yuanye.
Zhang Deng said, "Actually, I picked it too."
Although it looks a bit pale.
Hu Ningning said, "Yes, you are picky too, but you are not that picky. Your husband must be very, very picky."
"He definitely seduced you." Hu Ningning finally concluded.
Zhang Deng laughed, and Wei Yuanye asked, "Isn't it over yet?"
Hu Ningning: "Someone's defense has been breached."
Wei Yuanye said, "Find a boyfriend first."
Hu Ningning's defense also broke down: "Why are you talking about this?"
The marketing manager came over and said, "Is this your friend?"
Under the colorful lights of the nightclub, a boy wearing a tailored white windbreaker came. His hairstyle was obviously carefully designed, with each strand of hair in the right place, looking lazy and casual. His skin was very white, without any trace of makeup, but his mouth had a natural rosy color. He was so handsome that even with the lights on, one could hear everyone gasping for air over the loud music.
He Xiaoqiu walked in, glanced at everyone, smiled, and said, "Hello."
Three or four men followed him, each of them so handsome that it stunned everyone.
He Xiaoqiu said, "I'm Zhang Deng's friend, you can just call me Xiaoqiu. Zhang Deng said you guys are short of people, and it just so happens that I haven't seen my friends for a long time, so I'd like to borrow everyone's help and let's get together."
It was so appropriate that Zhang Deng felt the familiar feeling again.
It was indeed He Xiaoqiu.
Everyone quickly asked them to sit down. He Xiaoqiu glanced at them indifferently and sat next to Zhang Deng, but ignored Zhang Deng.
Zhang Deng ignored him.
He Xiaoqiu was very talkative and quickly got along well with everyone. The friends he brought with him were not unreliable wild models. Each of them had a background. Some were designers, some were painters, and they were all doing quite well.
He was not surprised to see Hu Ningning. He recognized Hu Ningning and greeted her generously. However, Hu Ningning seemed a little embarrassed.
Zhang Deng asked, "How did you get to know these people?"
"What do you think?" He Xiaoqiu was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Zhang Deng: "I'm asking you because I don't know."
He Xiaoqiu said: "Do you think all my old friends were my backups? They were all straight men."
Zhang Deng said "Oh".
"You think I'm the same as you? Others are asking boys to hang out, but you're asking a bunch of gays."
Zhang Deng said, "Who knows where you knew him?"
A boy laughed and said, "I met him when I was working on a book. I drew illustrations for him."
"I always say that with a shameless face," He Xiaoqiu said, "Do you think I know a lot of men?"
Zhang Deng was a little surprised. He took a sip of wine and said nothing.
He really thought that He Xiaoqiu knew a lot of men and had a lot of backups.
After everyone introduced themselves, Zhang Deng could feel that many girls started to pay attention to their image and spoke in a more formal manner. He guessed that some of them really liked him.
The love between urban men and women is so rapid. Sitting there with the lights on and smelling the hormones emitted by everyone, I feel like I am almost dizzy.
Influenced by this environment, Zhang Deng couldn't help but hold Wei Yuanye's hand and criticized him, "Stop playing."
Wei Yuanye looked up blankly and said, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Deng saw that some people were about to sit together, and then he looked at Wei Yuanye's upright eyes like a wild man, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart, but he had no one to tell.
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