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Text Chapter 400 Pink stars are blooming, this is our cozy banquet (4)

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    No one likes loneliness, but they don¡¯t like disappointment - Haruki Murakami It was about ten o'clock, and the third hand that I had been waiting for for a long time finally knocked on the door.  After greeting a few strangers at the entrance, he came to my place with the tall Song Zaixi.  Speaking of which, I haven¡¯t seen Song Zaixi for quite some time.  Now she was standing at the dining table, waving her hands at me with a familiar smile.  At that moment, many pictures from the past with unique labels kept flying in my mind.  Among these labels, there are loneliness, fear, fatigue, grievance, and too many negative emotions.  It was a difficult period when I was stuck in a foreign country, but it was precisely because of her and Zhang Bo that I came out of it, and now I have.  ¡°When I blinked my eyes many times and the flashback of the scene in my mind was over, I found that Song Jae Hee had been dragged to the living room by Jung Soo Jung.  As for Zhang Bo, my third hand was ready and stood beside me.  He asked me with a faint smile: "What should I do next?" I rubbed my nose with the back of my hand and watched him raise the corners of his lips: "Go and take the ribs over there and blanch them in water." The gold of the past  The group is back together again today. Before that, we were all inevitably entangled in our own work for a long time. This is a process that everyone will go through.  We are struggling in this world, and the longer we don't see each other, the more we can't help ourselves.  But Zhang Bo and I are pretty good, at least we are in the same city.  ¡° If I want to talk about my friends in China ¨C they are all very close playmates from childhood. Now we have not seen each other for almost a year, and I am still far, far away.  This time when I go back and see them again, I think it will be like what is sung in the Longjing rap song "Return": For tonight's mission, all the brothers will be drunk.  If you come back after vomiting, no one will fall asleep first.  ¡°When I cook alone, no matter how focused I am, I can¡¯t avoid being in a hurry.  ??You need to read??books?ww?w?¡¤1kanshu¡¤cc But with Zhang Bo joining, all the steps have become clear.  After blanching the ribs, he quickly got my next instruction.  I took advantage of the situation and started preparing the seasonings required for the tomato ribs.  Just as I was pouring a bottle of oyster sauce into a small glass bowl, Zhang Bo bumped into my shoulder while he was doing something.  I looked up at him in confusion, and found that he did not raise his head, but continued to do what he was doing.  He said to me in a casual tone: "Do you know what Xiujing said to me when she pulled Jaehee to the living room just now?" "What?" She slowly moved her stopped hand again.  I got up, poured the oyster sauce, and looked away from him, keeping my head bowed in the same way as him. ??????????????????????????????????????? Immediately afterwards.  I heard Zhang Bo next to me pause the kitchen knife in his hand: "She said that she would help take care of Zai Xi, so I don't have to worry." After Zhang Bo finished speaking, the kitchen knife hit the chopping board dullly.  The noise started again.  I couldn't help but smile when I heard this - this girl.  That¡¯s right, compared to others, she is probably the only one who is closer to Zaixi.  Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiujing, who was usually careless, would be so considerate of others. She was worried that Zai Xi would be cautious because of Tiffany and the others, so she said so-called caring words.  With Zhang Bo¡¯s words, the rough Zheng Xiujing had another impression in my eyes.  But think about me a little deeper.  And inexplicably, I felt something akin to sadness crawling between the two valves of my heart.  After so long, people around me are always making changes and catering to me.  The stunned state continued, so that I forgot what I was doing. It was not until Zhang Bo reminded me that I came back to my senses and raised the bottle in my hand. I looked for a rag in a panic to wipe the oyster sauce that spilled on the table.  As soon as I read the book, Zhang Bo took in all my expressions and movements without sighing. He asked me in an expressionless and emotionless voice that was very similar to mine:  "It's been a while since that time. Haven't you figured out what you're thinking?" This is a question that's a bit too abrupt for me, so I won't be caught off guard, but I really can't give an answer right away.  .  So the only thing I could do was to pretend to be indifferent and let him light the fire and pour oil into the hot pot.  Prepare to fry the ribs.  Seeing that I remained silent, Zhang Bo didn¡¯t say anything else for the time being. He just took two steps sideways and lit the fire.  When I handed him the ribs and asked him to fry them, he spoke again.  "Although we haven't gotten together much recently, I was there the whole time, and I saw the state between you and Kim Taeyeon the whole time.So I'm wondering if you already have the answer in mind.  It's just that I have other concerns, so I haven't made a legal decision yet.  " The hand holding the ribs paused in the air for a second while passing it forward. Then I took a small breath, put the bowl in his hand, and then turned around and took a bag on the table.  He took out a cigarette and lit it. Zhang Bo at the other end took the ribs and poured them into the pot with an expression, and stir-fried them with an expression, but there were no splashes of oil.  People hide. Hot oil is different from love. The oil only hurts for a second. Even if it is serious, the wound will heal within a few days. But love is different. It lasts for a long time and has no place.  There was no way to escape. For a moment, two kinds of smoke filled the large kitchen. The oil smoke was sucked into the air duct, and the wisp of smoke between my fingers was floating in front of me clearly.  Zhang Bo, after smelling my cigarette for a while, spoke again, "Are you afraid that there will be a second Yin Eunjing.  " Today, Zhang Bo's tone was a bit scary. When he said the name "Yin Eunjing", he didn't hesitate at all. He guessed that I was relieved. Yes, I was indeed relieved and had forgotten it, but this does not mean that  , I have the courage to let that scene happen again. I feel that I have to say something, because the cigarette in my hand is about to burn out, and the white ash has fallen to the ground. However, just when I am about to say something.  At the time, Zhang Bo, who had many opinions to express, took the lead again. This time he turned off the fire and turned to face me. "Neither Jung Soo Jung nor Kim Taeyeon are Yoon Eun Jung. You just have to remember this."  You can't just not make a choice just because you're afraid that someone will leave. You can only fall in love with one person, and you can only marry one person.  But, in another sense, there can be many lovers.  " "Just because you choose one person doesn't mean you have to stop contacting the other person.  No one pretends to only have one person in their heart. If she is willing, she is also willing, you can still eat together, watch movies together you can still take care of her, you can still like her.  " It was a long speech, which sounded a bit convoluted, but I put out the cigarette butt in the sink and knew what Zhang Bo wanted to express. " What he meant was nothing more than that I chose a person, maybe someone else  One will not leave. But, this is just his guess from beginning to end, it is a proposition. No matter what, I feel his mood and know that he is worried for me.  Thinking about it. In fact, I already had my own idea in my mind. ¡°Okay, I understand, let¡¯s take the time to cook.  " With a plain word, I cut off this long-standing topic. After Zhang Bo glanced at me, he rekindled the fire on the stove. The pointer was approaching ten thirty on the dial. When  While I was putting a pot of soup on the induction cooker, the last wave of guests of the day rang the doorbell. To be more prepared, they were not guests, but the real owners of this room.  Of those, Jiang Xijun who broke into the house at this point was considered a heavyweight. It was nothing more than the fact that he was panting and brought a large bag of unidentified food.  The electric baking pan, which is quite large, is folded up in the box and held in your arms. In addition, there are various board games. I don¡¯t know where this guy found them, such as the German board game Catan and the American strong hand.  Chess, war-like Hearthstone, etc Except for Hearthstone and Monopoly, I have heard about all the others. In short, I have played a lot today.  Jiang Xijun, who was at the door, first said hello to the girls very grandly, then walked into the kitchen with his long legs shaking, and placed the box with the electric grill on the dining table for me.  He said, "I'll leave it to you" and turned around without a care, shamelessly preparing to blend in with the group in the living room. Of course, I had to roar at this outrageous behavior.  Calling this guy over, wouldn't it be easier for us to do things like cooking if we have more work to do? But, just when I was about to call, Tiffany's voice came from the living room.  These guys worked hard for a long time and arranged the light strips, but it was not easy to solve the problem of plugging in the electricity. It happened that Jiang Xijun was angry, and he was able to help check the electricity at that time.  I even heard Tiffany seriously telling Taeyeon and the others to stay away from him, saying that Jiang would wait for a while.If Xijun is electrocuted, don't save him, just run away.  When I heard this, I almost burst out laughing.  (To be continued.)?¡­
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