(77) Greenhouse party
Now there were three men and four women in the room, seven in all. Seven people were sitting around a brown coffee table. There is an induction cooker placed in the center of the tea table, and there is a stainless steel pot on the top of the induction cooker.
Boiling water in the pot, hot pot bottom surging. Fat beef, shrimp balls, tripe, potato chips, white potato chips, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, lettuce in turn into the pot.
A greenhouse party means having a hot pot dinner. It’s not quite what I expected when I came here. In my opinion, the standard part of a party is restless music, dancing crowds and sexual encounters between strangers.
Right now, you’re surrounded by strangers, and no one’s singing or dancing, let alone having sex.
Pupil puts the light that gives roam around, have no place, always can’t help but go looking for wen Chan’s figure. Ashamed, I tried to suppress it.
During the dinner, Wang Xu first introduced me and Li Xiangyang to the girls, both of whom were called handsome boys. Wenchan then introduced her three colleagues, all crowned beauty.
There’s no shortage of hot guys these days. The five of us guests took turns nodding and smiling socially.
After that, the four girls gathered around and talked about their topics. Wang Xu, Li Xiangyang and I were immersed in talking about the fun in Langyun. We sat in a circle, but gradually formed two circles of conversation.
We can’t have a party if we don’t have a party. Social prince Li Xiangyang has struck. He unpacked the beer boxes and handed the cans to the table. Standing up, he held the wine up and said, “Hot pot goes with wine, the more you eat, the more you get. Let’s go around first and congratulate Wang Xu and Wen Chan on their housewarming.”
We tap our cans and stand up to clink glasses with our host. Wang Xu and Wen Chan mouth is repeatedly thank.
This couple is looking at each other in adoration. The flavors of candy and lemon repeated in my stomach. Perhaps because of a sip of beer, bitterness finally took over.
A basket of vegetables went into the pot and was soon swept away. A pot of meat in the water, three five except two was carved up. Everyone ate in high spirits, and several girls praised the delicious ingredients of the hot pot.
After three rounds of wine, Li Xiangyang became emboldened and, with the strength of the wine, twisted his big buttocks and dived into the girls’ group. “For the first time when we met, I proposed a toast to each of them.”
The girls smiled and clinked glasses in turn. Li xiangyang was so excited that he simply said, “My feelings are deep and my mouth is tight.” He swallowed four cans of beer in a row, which caused the girls to burst into cheers.
The more Li Xiangyang so sophisticated, I in the side of the more embarrassed unceasingly. The same guest, if I like a mysterious gourd general, just eat and drink, utter not a single word will not say the past.
I search suitable opportunity, open topic: “master you heel temperature chan high school together, calculate down all fast ten years, have what love preservation secret? Share it with everyone.”
A girl chimed in: “Wow, it’s been so long, I’ve survived the seven-year itch.”
The so-called seven-year itch, also do not know which affection expert casually said so, has become a watershed in love.
I have never been in love for such a long time, but I do not agree with the seven-year itch. I’ve always felt that love can survive time.
Another girl then said: “our high school forbid to engage in an object, catch a expel a.”
The last girl heckle way: “very want gossip once, you two who chase who ah?”
The public’s eyes exchanged on the two hosts, expecting one to confess.
Li Xiangyang leaned forward and said, “Do you still need to ask? Wang Xu must have made the first move.”
Wang Xu face dew satisfacedly: “can not be true, think that year I but our high school grass.”
Li Xiangyang said sarcastically, “With your sharp, monkey face, how can you still be a school grass? Was your school burned by a wildfire?”
Poison tongue Li Xiangyang has always been more amazing language, stabbed that, the room was filled with laughter.
And recall Tsinghua university
Wen Chan laugh straight cover stomach, slow for a long time, just calm down mood, slow voice whisper way: “high school that time, I was a big fat, waste the boss just chase to the school grass.”
There was an incredible look on everyone’s face. Wang Xu took his mobile phone out of his pocket, lit up the screen and shook it. “Don’t you believe me? I have here wenchan high school when the photo, you see not see?”
“Look,” they all said in unison.
Temperature Chan immediately huarong pale, across the crowd, rushed to Wang Xu, will press down on the sofa, the edge of the mobile phone edge scold way: “Wang Xu, you big ye, you don’t say early delete?”
Li Xiangyang quick eye and quick hand, grabbed wang Xu’s mobile phone. All instantly surrounded up. Li Xiangyang leaf through, we look slowly, did not find what wenchan high school photos, are all two show conjugally photo.
They fan out, Wenchan this just breathe a sigh of relief.
Is every fat person a potential stock? Is college really a plastic surgery shop? No picture, no truth. For Wen Chan’s words, we are skeptical, more willing to believe that she is born beautiful.
Xu is the effect of alcohol catalysis, we gradually put down the reserved, talk to each other more up.
Of course, more or Li Xiangyang with the girls road traffic. He is good at creating conversation pieces and the eyes are always on him.
The wine was gone, but the party was clearly not over. Seeing this, Wang Xu put on a down jacket and went downstairs to buy wine.
Without Wang Xu’s company and no newcomers, I sat in a corner and played with my phone. Careful Wenchan found my uncomfortable, she moved close to me, and I take the initiative to talk.
I am not too familiar with Wenchan, just chatting a few words, soon fell into a situation of nothing to say.
Fortunately, Wang Xu soon bought wine back. Points after drinking, he came to me, whispered to me: “I asked Chan, her three colleagues are still single?”
To tell the truth, I am not too interested in the three female colleagues wenchan has brought. Plus, it was obvious that I wasn’t even that interested.
But it wouldn’t have been right for me to say no. It would have made me look picky. I had to push li Xiangyang. “Xiangyang must be interested. Look at his hospitality.”
Wang Xu smiled and said, “That’s why I don’t like it.”
I fork: “noodles ready, let’s eat noodles.”
Wang Xu served me a bowl of hot pot noodles, interrupting the subject of my introduction.
Fragrance overflowing, Li Xiangyang like a pug, a nose to smell the pot. Holding the bowl, he picked up his chopsticks and fished half of it out of the pot. See us three old man to eat, the girls also come to appetite. I cooked the remaining hot pot noodles. The noodles were quickly divided up again.
Full of food and wine, considering tomorrow morning to go to work, also bad wave too late, so we waved goodbye. On the subway, Li xiangyang and the girls added wechat to each other and chatted all the way.
Well, I guess it was a failure. Why can’t I talk and laugh like Li Xiangyang? If it is thick-skinned, sister tease enough.
Back in my apartment, I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Big bosom elder sister and temperature chan in my head like running horse lantern circling.
Big bosom elder sister is beautiful thing, wenchan is white rabbit. In swordsman novels, beautiful women are mostly poisons, who touch who unlucky. Can covet teacher niang, is the great sin of deceiving teacher destroy ancestor.
I tried to correct my thoughts and warned myself not to miss swans but to be a toad. Suddenly, a few days ago dream of Wang Qinghua began to scurried in my head.
Back then, I was also high school classmate with her, or deskmate. If we could renew our partnership, we might also have a strong partnership like Wang xu and Wen Chan.
Think I tsinghua sister, on appearance, on figure, not inferior to Wenchan. Of course, I haven’t seen her for years. I don’t know what she looks like now. But the ground was there, and could not be worse.
Thus, a classic song occupies the heart instantly: I want to find you, shout out your name, open the box of happiness……
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