Plan carefully

Invite me to dinner?Of course there is time!

So, I postponed a certain blind date on Saturday afternoon, refused Wu Yue's invitation to drink, and postponed all miscellaneous things.I deliberately changed into my favorite clothes, and went to this dinner with a feeling of joy that I haven't felt in a long time.

The restaurant was chosen by Han Muyu, and it was decided to be in a bone restaurant.For so many years in L city, I have already known the restaurants in this place like the back of my hand.I have eaten at this restaurant before, and it is not bad, affordable and unique.

When I saw Han Muyu, I was even a little nervous.He greeted me from a distance in front of the hotel, "Anran! Here!"

Is it an illusion?I always feel that when he calls my name, it is different from others calling it. The two words come out of his mouth, soft and sweet, with a soft and rising ending sound, as if with thousands of aftertaste.

I smiled and ran over, feeling my heart beating very lightly.

This should be the cleanest Han Muyu I have seen so far.He was wearing a thick brown coat with a dark blue V-neck sweater inside, his shirt collar turned up, jeans, and sneakers.His hair was cut short, and the contours of his face that were usually covered were exposed. His facial features were tough and delicate, and there was a rare gentle smile between his brows. Such a warm smile faded a lot.

I tried my best to let myself pat him on the shoulder naturally and familiarly, my sincere admiration turned into a three-point joke: "Hey, Han Muyu, this hairstyle is really handsome!"

He scratched his hair in embarrassment, "I cut it yesterday, it's alright!"

"What do you mean it's okay? It's really good. Hey, whoever cut it, I'll go later."

"Just in the alley behind our construction site, five yuan."

"...Damn, it's better than the fifty cuts I spent..."

Just as I was talking, there seemed to be some kind of vibration coming from the ground. Before I could turn my head, a huge palm force hit my back.I couldn't stand still, and in the familiar and hoarse "Brother An Ran", I rushed straight to Han Muyu.

I just ran into his arms without defense, just as he hugged me without defense.

This is the first time I've been so close to him.I rubbed my forehead against his chin, and put a palm near his neck. There was smooth skin under my thumb, and hard bones under the skin. The tempting heat radiated from the surface of the skin. Take it away.I felt the strength of his holding my back, felt the stretching and deformation of his muscles when he turned his head, felt his breath gently falling next to my ear, felt his chest vibrate slightly when his chaotic voice sounded, He said, "Anran... are you okay?"

I feel a little dizzy, I don’t know if it’s because of the internal injury caused by the palm just now, or because of the refreshing and clean soapy smell of Han Muyu who surrounds me, or because of the sudden, rootless and direct rush A sense of joy that enters the brain.

At first I rushed over because of inertia. Later, for a few seconds, I refused to get up. I think it was because of my nature.

But in the end I was picked off by Yang Xiaofei from Han Muyu, who kept apologizing, "Brother An Ran, I'm sorry, I didn't get my head around this time, are you okay? I'll let you go smoothly? Look at you Your face is flushed?" He was about to greet my back with a hand like a cattail leaf fan, and I quickly avoided, "No, it's okay, it's okay!"

Han Muyu didn't say a word, just stared at Yang Xiaofei so much that Yang Xiaofei wanted to shrink into a ball and didn't dare to lift his head.He tugged at my sleeves with his fat hands, I understood, and quickly dragged the two of them into the restaurant, "It's okay, Xiaofei didn't do it on purpose, let's go, hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death .”

I didn't know that Yang Xiaofei was also brought to the dinner this time, but whoever treats depends on whom.

Just now Yang Xiaofei went to buy beer, the wine in the restaurant was too expensive.Yang Xiaofei said he was big, so he occupied one side of the table for four, and Han Muyu and I sat on the other side.It was very hot in the room, we all took off our coats and put them on the backs of the chairs. Yang Xiaofei's round belly was wrapped in the sweater, which looked particularly 'pregnant'.

After the food was ordered, the beer was full, and when we started chatting, I realized that bringing Yang Xiaofei here was definitely a very wise choice.

Maybe Han Muyu also knew that he didn't like to talk, so he called Yang Xiaofei.He drank quietly, and the fat man and I chattered about. Yang Xiaofei showed 12 envy for my work, and described his current life in dire straits, bitter and bitter, wishing he could not even eat .

Of course I didn't believe they were so miserable, but when a pot full of big bones was served, I could see Yang Xiaofei's eyes brighten.

Wearing plastic gloves, Han Muyu picked the one with the most meat and put it on my plate.

In fact, I don't usually eat so boldly, but I'm afraid that if I eat politely, Han Muyu will think I'm cowardly.

Sure enough, seeing me chewing so happily, he smiled with satisfaction.

He doesn't smile often, so his smile looks very precious, like a lotus blooming occasionally on the ice thousands of miles away.It's a pity that he smiled very shallowly, and it disappeared before he could see it clearly.

I used the strength of wine to tell them about all the embarrassing things I encountered at work. With my extraordinary expressive ability, Yang Xiaofei was so happy that he almost got under the table. I am very satisfied with this effect.

He clinked the glass with me from time to time, and while I was drinking, I would peek at him, watching the golden liquid shake between his slender fingers and wet his light-colored lips.With the rolling up and down of the Adam's apple, he will slightly purse his mouth, blink his eyes, and then look up at me.

Alcohol is a confusing thing.I have seen so many strange creatures on the wine table, it is hard to recall anyone like Han Muyu, every movement makes me feel calm and even seductive.

Yang Xiaofei filled the wine for me again, I waved my hand, I can't drink any more, Yang Xiaofei pushed it to me vigorously, but was stopped by Han Muyu, "Okay, don't let him drink if he doesn't drink."

Yang Xiaofei retracted his hand obediently, and complained in a low voice: "Brother Han, how can you be such a companion for drinking?"

I saw that he was daring to speak out, so I glanced at Han Muyu, and asked a question that I had been wondering all along, "Hey, Xiaofei, do you seem to listen to your brother Han?"

When I asked, Yang Xiaofei got excited, "It must. That's my brother Han, I have to listen to him if I don't listen to anyone!"

"How?" I asked.

Yang Xiaofei put down the big bone in his hand, and made a pose for a long chat.