Insatiable

Hongshu Restaurant specializes in Chinese food. It has been in Yuncheng for more than 20 years. The taste has always been very good. Its popularity has been established early, and it has never opened a branch. Therefore, it is necessary to book a seat in advance on weekends or other holidays. , otherwise you have to wait for two or three hours to eat.

"Have you been here before?" Liang Junsheng stood on the left hand side of He Jing, and he didn't wait for He Jing to answer, and began to show off again, "The boss's son is my friend, if you want to come here for dinner in the future, just say hello to me, I will Call him, no matter what, I can't make you wait with the big beauty, can I?"

He Jing couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows lightly.

She really doesn't like the title "He Damei", even if she thinks she can afford it, but Liang Junsheng's words like this only make her feel that her beauty is worthless at all.

There are even some price drops.

"Yeah." He Jing didn't show it on his face, but still nodded his head indifferently.

In the past, the relationship with Liang Junsheng was average, but now there is no need to pretend to be very warm, just do what you want.

The decoration of Hongshu Hotel is relatively retro, with carefully decorated walls and ceilings.

The lobby is noisy at the moment, every table is full of people, some have just clinked glasses and are reminiscing about the past, and some have just picked up food and chatted about the future.

He Jing glanced a few times, then looked away.

They also just arrived in front of the private room of the class reunion.

Liang Junsheng cleared his throat, turned to look at He Jing: "Big beauty He, shall we go in now?"

"That's not it?" He Jing made a puzzled look, "If you don't go in, then I'll go back now?"

Liang Junsheng was choked by her, his expression froze, and then returned to normal. He smiled and shook his head: "How is it possible, that's not what it means."

"I'm talking about this is your first time here, will you not get used to it? I'm concerned about my old classmates. Why do you think wrong?"

He Jing: "...No."

But she really wanted to go back.

Liang Junsheng's smile was still on his face. In the next second, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door forward.

The whole picture of the private room gradually came into He Jing's eyes.

A lot of people came to this class reunion, there were about [-] of them, and they sat at two round tables.

Most of the faces are unfamiliar to He Jing.

She blinked, and before she walked in, Liang Junsheng's voice and applause sounded next to him, he was like a band commander: "Let's warmly welcome you and the big beauty!"

He Jing: "?"

Are you right?Wasn't it really an award ceremony she attended?

All the college students in the private room applauded, and they all had bright smiles on their faces, exactly like Liang Junsheng's.

This made He Jing even more speechless.

There is no doubt that coming to this class reunion was the worst decision she made this year.

none of them.

The applause didn't last long before it stopped, and Liang Junsheng spoke again, his voice was louder than when he made announcements in the classroom before: "This is the first time she has attended our class reunion in three years, we should applaud welcome."

The corners of He Jing's lips tugged, knowing that he was explaining the confusing behavior of applauding, but in fact, according to her understanding, it is not uncommon to not attend class reunions for a lifetime.

But in the current situation, she still greeted everyone: "Long time no see."

"Mirror!" A girl at the round table on the left finally called out a name she could hear, "Sit over here!"

This girl is Chang Le, who used to be He Jing's roommate. The relationship between the two of them is not very good, but they can be ranked first in this group of classmates, not to mention that the other party took the initiative to call her, and He Jing had no intention of rejecting her at all. , went straight over and sat down beside Chang Le.

Chang Le had a round face and looked very cute. After He Jing sat down, she looked at He Jing and took off her glasses, and asked, "Short-sighted? I remember you didn't wear glasses before."

"I used to wear less." He Jing smiled slightly.

Chang Le patted his forehead, a little dumb: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, I have forgotten all this."

The relationship between the two is not enough for her to remember everything about He Jing.

"Yeah, He Jing." Another curly curly girl sitting on He Jing's right also spoke, "This is the third time for our class reunion, so you just came."

He Jing turned to look at her, and couldn't remember her name for a while, but she had already cultivated her face after so many shootings outside, so she didn't show it, and followed the girl's words: "Then I will punish myself A cup?"

"Okay."

He Jing took the orange juice in front of him: "Drink instead of wine." She asked Chang Le, "Lele, do you want it?"

"No." Chang Le shook his head, "I drink beer, Sheng Rushan, what do you drink?"

He Jing just remembered.

The girl sitting on my right was an unremarkable classmate in the class at the beginning, so she really didn't have much impression, but I have to say that the difference between Sheng Rushan is even bigger than Liang Junsheng.

She thought about it carefully, and only remembered Sheng Rushan's thick bangs on her forehead and perennial vertical hair when she was in college, and her outfits that had basically remained unchanged for four years.

But now Sheng Rushan, who was sitting next to her, looked much more fashionable and confident.

"I drink wine." Sheng Rushan replied, "I'm used to it."

Chang Le smiled, and said very naturally: "Forget that you work in a company related to red wine, you must not be used to drinking other wines." She poured herself a glass of beer, and then asked He Jing, "Mirror ,What are you doing right now?"

"That's right, I don't have any news about you." Sheng Rushan joked, "I don't even know where to start if I want to sell you red wine."

After He Jing graduated, the news seemed to be cut off, and she didn't join the group. Sometimes someone in the group asked her, and everyone said they didn't know.

"Freelance for a while." He Jing felt that there was nothing wrong with his answer, "That's it."

What is that like?Good or not?

Fortunately, everyone is just asking superficially, and there is no idea of ​​asking in depth.

Just finished talking about this topic, the door of the private room opened again, and He Jing thought it was the waiter who came in to refill the dishes, but he didn't expect to see a more familiar face than these people.

It's He Xiuwen.

It was also the boy she told Duan Jinwei today that she wanted to see if he had become ugly.

Looking at it now, those "heard" are really rumors. He Xiuwen looks a little more handsome than when he was in college, and I don't know if it's because of three years of hard work, his temperament has calmed down a lot.

"Repair."

"You were the last one to arrive. Don't you have to punish yourself with three cups?"

Liang Junsheng's voice was still loud.

Other students began to follow suit: "Yes."

"I think three cups is too little."

"One bottle!"

The corners of He Xiuwen's lips were raised, and he looked apologetic: "I can't drink tonight, I want to stay sober." He glanced at He Jing intentionally or unintentionally, and added, "Because I drove here."

He Jing looked at him very unfortunately, she frowned, she didn't care, she picked up the chopsticks and started to pick up the vegetables.

Honestly, I'm really hungry.

A lot of dishes have been served on the table, almost filling the table, and every dish looks appetizing.

He Jing doesn't eat too much in a week. After all, he is a faceless fashion blogger, and the most important thing is his figure.

What she wants to be is a clothes hanger in the world.

Today is the day she can eat freely.

This class reunion officially started because of He Xiuwen's arrival. Liang Junsheng stood up again and delivered a speech for this reunion. He has become much more confident than before in the past three years. , followed by applause again.

He Jing also joined hands together.

Forget it, looking at the delicious food, she didn't care about the strangeness of this class reunion.

During the dinner, everyone chatted enthusiastically, and some students recalled the old school days and expressed their nostalgia.

"Mirror, do you miss it?" Chang Le asked He Jing after the other party finished speaking.

He Jing gave the answer: "I don't miss it." She said the reason, "I hate exams, and I am not free now."

I don't even have money now.

However, He Jing would not say this.

It is enough for the people of Versailles to have Liang Junsheng.

Sheng Rushan agreed after hearing this answer: "I don't miss it either." She smiled, "No one liked me back then, but now those who like me can take pictures of Chengnan from here."

Chang Le's heart of gossip ignited: "Then have you fallen in love?"

"Not yet, I'm struggling with which one to choose." Sheng Rushan raised her head and drank her red wine.

Chang Le: "Oh!"

The two exchanged glances quietly, and Chang Le asked He Jing pretending to be natural: "Mirror, what about you? I remember that there were many people chasing you when I was in college, and they must be in Liucheng now."

"I..." He Jing opened his mouth, but before answering, the mobile phone beside him lit up.

"Sorry, I'm going to answer the phone." He Jing picked up the phone and stood up, walked towards the door, and soon reached the end of the corridor outside the private room, where it was quieter.

The caller was Cong Wangshu, her best friend in college, but now she is working in the capital and not in Yuncheng, so the number of times the two meet is very small, but fortunately, the daily chat will continue That's why the relationship didn't cool down.

"What's the matter? Wang Shu." He Jing just took advantage of the phone call to get some air.

Cong Wangshu's tone was a bit dignified: "Jingjing, are you attending a class reunion now?"

"Ang, yes."

"Do you like He Xiuwen?" Cong Wangshu asked again.

He Jing said in a positive tone, "I don't like it."

"Okay." Cong Wangshu calmed down, "It seems that it hasn't happened yet, you should find a chance to slip away first."

He Jing frowned slightly: "What happened?" Her lips opened and closed, "He Xiuwen couldn't be doing something to me, right?"

"Bingo, Miss He, congratulations on your guess, but there is no prize."

He Jing: "...Then hang up first, I'll go back and get my bag."

Cong Wangshu urged: "Go quickly."

After hanging up the phone, He Jing's brows still did not relax, she turned around and prepared to go back to the private room.

However, after she adjusted her breathing and opened the door, the first thing that caught her eyes was not those unfamiliar old classmates, but a bunch of bright red roses.

A wall separated her from the people inside, and she had a headache standing there.

A large bouquet of roses pierced her eyes under the light.

Grass.

One step late.

The design of Hongshu Hotel is a rectangle, with the lobby in the middle and private rooms on all sides, which is very regular.

Therefore, the movement in their private room was clearly seen, and some diners even stopped chatting with their friends and cast their gazes here.

"He Jing." He Xiuwen, who was holding flowers, looked at her with a sincere expression, "I think you should understand what I mean when you see this bouquet of flowers."

He Jing replied immediately: "I don't understand."

He Xiuwen said in a very affectionate tone: "I know you like me, He Jing, and I like you too."

"You used to secretly look at me in class, and you pretended it didn't happen when I noticed it. Later, I confessed to you that you rejected me. At that time, I couldn't figure it out, and I didn't talk to you again in a fit of anger. But thinking about it now, what if I just insisted on chasing you back then, you must have been mad at me for picking up the water that other girls gave me after playing basketball, I..."

Rao Shihejing is now used to the camera and gaze, so he has to admire He Xiuwen's face.

I can really think about it.

He Jing's brows were still frowning, she interrupted He Xiuwen's speech, and her reply was still very straightforward: "I'm sorry, I don't like you."

She felt that this matter could come to an end, so she found an excuse: "I have a partner, come and pick me up later, please let me go in and get my bag and glasses."

He Xiuwen shook his head: "Impossible."

His eyes were sincere and warm, and his attitude was firm: "I know you have no match, He Jing, give me a chance, okay?"

The students behind He Xiuwen also echoed and booed, especially Liang Junsheng, who yelled "promise him" louder than anyone else.

What the hell is the trumpet, He Jing thought a little irritably.

Then she lifted her eyelids and looked towards the entrance of the hotel. She squinted her eyes and tried her best to see the customers who just came in. She casually pointed to a beautiful woman: "Sorry, my partner is here."

After she finished speaking, she took a step and walked towards the beautiful woman.

This was an idea that came to her on the spur of the moment, and based on her ability to "strike up a conversation" in the past, as long as there were no accidents, it would definitely succeed.

Lin Yixu was about to go to the private room reserved by her friend, but after walking a short distance, a pretty girl stopped in front of her.

The girl looked a little pitiful, and looked straight at her: "Can I help you? Just say you are here to pick me up."

The girl said again: "I was stalked by someone."

Lin Yi pursed her thin lips, and was about to answer the girl's request when she suddenly heard a male voice: "Auntie...?"

He Jing:? ? ?

He Jing's back froze, and she recognized He Xiuwen's voice.

She looked at the beautiful woman in front of her and fell into deep doubts.

isn't it...

Just now I was thinking that as long as there is no accident, the accident happened like this.

Lin Yisu's gaze followed the man's reputation, and he saw his nephew and the rose in his hand at a glance.

You don't even need to think about it to know what happened.

There was no emotion on Lin Yisu's face, she said in a cold voice, "He Xiuwen."

"One must be self-aware."

When she said this, she glanced at He Jing, her expression relaxed a little, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips: "I'll let him roll over and apologize to you."