follow my heart

Ji Wan drove her and said on the way to the restaurant: "This restaurant is quite famous for its desserts, you can try them, the cold dishes are not very good, so you don't need to waste calories."

Meng Buqing was pondering over her words, her eyes curved, and she looked at Ji Wan meaningfully: "Does Teacher Ji still need to care about the calories in food?"

There was a few seconds of silence.

Ji Wan said slowly: "If you must interpret something, it is obvious that I think you need to pay attention to calories in this context."

Meng Buqing softly "cut": "Mr. Ji is very knowledgeable, I'm definitely not your match if you talk around the corners." She asked again, "Do you often eat there?"

"Not often," Ji Wan said in a light tone, "I used to have a lot of entertainment. The menus of the few Chinese restaurants and famous specialty stores in this city are almost memorized."

"Oh."

Meng Buqing was very curious about her work, but every time Ji Wan mentioned something related, she always had a sombre expression, and she was afraid of bringing it up to spoil the fun.

At the door of the hotel.

Ji Wan raised her hand to unbuckle her seat belt, and said gently, "If you think it's almost over, just send me a message. Eat enough and try not to drink."

Meng Buqing felt that the second half of the sentence was redundant, so she lowered her eyes and said obediently, "Okay Mommy."

Then he closed the car door without giving Ji Wan any time to react.

trot in.

"..."

The appearance of the hotel is decorated like a small palace, worthy of the name "Crown".As soon as she entered, she immediately saw Xiao Wei standing in the hall.After some distance, she turned behind Xiao Wei and walked into the box.

Two people arrived front and back.

In the box, grandpa and grandma have already taken their seats, while everyone else is still standing.The huge venue was very young and dreamy, with pink and purple balloons pasted on the walls, which should have been arranged by the hotel staff according to the order.

Meng Buqing saw her mother chatting with her uncle, and Song Wenyi was standing beside her.

It was a farewell party, and it was not surprising that she, who was walking with them, would show up.

Afraid of embarrassment, Meng Buqing deliberately pulled Xiao Wei to talk: "What brand are your shoes? They look pretty."

"Hey, do you think it looks good?" Xiao Wei's eyes lit up, and her tone was smug, "Don't you know the popular style of Louis's this year? The size of this pair is actually too big. I usually wear a 36, and a size 37 is a bit Can't keep up."

Meng Buqing asked: "Then why don't you buy 36?"

"Hey, it's said to be a popular model, and it's hard to get the size!" Xiao Wei stomped her feet, using this movement to highlight the shoes, "It's good to be able to wear them! And these shoes are a bit hard, size If it is tight, it may grind your feet."

The corners of Meng Buqing's lips twitched, staring at the ordinary pair of white sneakers with a brand logo: "Then why do you still buy it?"

"It's beautiful! Don't you say it's beautiful."

Song Wenyi came over and looked at Xiao Wei's shoes: "They are pretty."

Then he asked Meng Buqing, "Do you like it? I can help you order the most suitable size. Or do you like the joint name that Y's released this year? It's a bit like these shoes——"

Meng Buqing interrupted her feelingly: "I don't like it, you two look very topical, let's chat."

Xiao Wei couldn't understand the atmosphere, and really thought that Song Wenyi was here to exchange shoes in a friendly manner, so she hurriedly asked, "I know that joint name! But that one has been sold to five figures online, so maybe everyone can buy it, right?"

Song Wenyi's eyelashes drooped, and she said "Yes" flatly: "Sa said that the annual consumption of 200 million can be booked."

"I'll go!" Xiao Wei gasped, "Does the threshold for these shoes be so high?"

"..."

Meng Buqing took the opportunity to sit in the corner and turned on the phone to play games.

Xiao Wei stood at the door, dragging Song Wenyi to talk about clothes and shoes, she was still very satisfied, and wanted to ask her to go shopping, then suddenly remembered: "Oh, you are flying abroad tomorrow."

"Sit down," Meng Buqing's grandfather said, "Weiwei, why don't you just pull the guest to stand and talk?"

"oh oh."

Xiao Wei sat down at the nearest seat, next to Meng Buqing.On the other side of Meng Buqing, only the wall remained.

He also greeted Song Wenyi: "Will you sit next to me?"

Song Wenyi glanced at them, shook her head and said, "I'll sit with Auntie."

She turned around and sat beside Xiao Anqiao.

The waiter came in quickly and asked if food was to be served.

The voice was a little familiar, Meng Buqing raised his eyes from the phone screen, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Second sister?"

"..."

The waiter was stunned, then looked at her, "Bubu, is this from your family?"

Meng Buqing nodded quickly.

The second sister smiled at her.Holding the ordering machine in her hand, she started to operate the food, and then left the box to continue working.

At the dinner table, my grandfather asked curiously, "Is that little girl someone you know?"

Her name is Second Sister, I don't know her surname, but I only know that she is Huang Mao's brother - Zuo Zhuohui's girlfriend.Meng Buqing went out to play with them several times.

Meng Buqing put it simply: "My friend."

"You Songjiang University is really interesting. The students who work and study part-time come to the restaurant to serve dishes." Xiao Wei lowered her face, staring at the long hair wrapped around her fingertips, and said casually, "Isn't it more profitable to be a tutor or something?"

"..."

Meng Buqing didn't want to talk to her.

Xiao Wei added: "The waiters are tired and dirty, even if the wages of a big restaurant are high, it's not enough."

He didn't even look up his eyes.

It made Meng Buqing want to step on her white shoes.

Usually, whether the waiter in charge of serving the food has a round or square face is not noticed by the guests.Because she was an acquaintance of Meng Buqing, when the second sister came in to serve the dishes, she was obviously looked at a few more times.

She just closed the door and left.

Xiao Wei muttered: "Is she a student? Why doesn't she look like that? The accent is like someone who came to work from other places."

Grandpa said displeased: "It's normal for a person from a small place to be unable to change his accent all at once. Besides the people in school, where else can he meet people step by step?"

I didn't intend to speak.

But Meng Buqing couldn't stand his tone as if he knew him very well.

"Of course she's not a student. She came out to work with her boyfriend when she was 16, and the sons raised in her hometown are five or six years old. When I met her, she was only 16 years old. We watched late-night movies together, and they were fare evasion."

"..."

The air froze.

Uncle quickly changed the topic, and picked up a cold dish with chopsticks: "This cucumber is quite delicious, juicy and tasty."

Meng Buqing followed with a chopstick, tasted it and frowned: "You are lying, I have never eaten such an unpalatable cucumber in my life."

"Bah, Tongyan Wuji," the uncle chuckled, "Little girl, you still have a long life to live."

After the words fell, normal communication began at the dinner table.

Xiao Anqiao told Xiao Wei to help her receive a few couriers, and then they will be delivered by post.

There are two waiters serving food in each box, and the hot dishes are being served one after another.

After a while.

The second sister came in with a chocolate cake, put it on the table and said, "This is for delivery." She winked at Meng Buqing and whispered, "Just don't tell the manager that it's for delivery."

These words showed that she, the waiter, brought the cake for her own sake.It is estimated that it is a gift for customers of other levels.

Meng Buqing nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Second Sister!"

Wait for her to leave.

Xiao Wei looked at her amusedly, and asked in a joking and relaxed tone: "Didn't she take advantage of the restaurant? If I ate it, wouldn't it be a bit immoral?"

"No," Meng Buqing said with a smile on his lips, staring at her seriously, "it's immoral whether you eat or not. There's nothing to worry about. It's better to worry about eating too much and run a few kilometers to lose weight."

"you……"

Xiao Wei's expression changed.

Meng Buqing propped his face with his hands, with an innocent expression, and said in a coquettish tone: "Just kidding, are you kidding? Don't be angry. You're 30 years old and you still like to be angry so much. A Remaji worth [-] to [-] yuan is nothing. I did."

She raised her hand and took a piece of chocolate cake: "I don't need to lose weight, so don't eat it."

"Yeah, Weiwei, eat less, isn't your circle of friends losing weight recently?" Xiao Anqiao added appropriately, "Eating at night is the easiest way to gain weight, and only people like Bubu who haven't gained weight since childhood can mess up." eat."

Meng Buqing raised his hand and smoothed his hair behind his ears, blinked artificially, and said while lowering his head to eat the cake, "Thank you mother for giving birth to me. I am tall, thin, white and beautiful. It saved me a lot of money."

She boasted like this, not only did not sound offensive, but also made the elders think that she was frank and cute.

After all, it's all true.

Only Xiao Wei pursed her lips, looking at Meng Buqing coldly.Of course, she could hear that every sentence was deliberately aimed at herself.

After a long while, she snorted softly and lowered her head to play with her mobile phone.

There is no way to be upset.

Seeing this, Meng Buqing pulled her lips in disdain, still waiting for her to continue to say something.

She's actually a bit hotter.

Even knowing that Xiao Wei has always been like this, her head is empty, and although her conscience is so-so, her words don't have a lot of malice.

Still angry.

A Michong who was born in a big city just because of luck, how can he look down on a girl who earns a living by her own labor with such a contemptuous attitude.

These migrant workers, whoever works there, always bring extra plates of fruit and two extra pieces of meat with their meals when others go.People who work in movie theaters invite friends to watch a free movie.

For these small, cheap moves that wander between reasonable and unreasonable.

Meng Buqing was not ashamed, and she accepted it very warmly.

The lights in big cities are too dazzling. Some people happen to live under the light, and the most thoughtful things in their life should be what brand of clothes to wear and what brand of bags to carry.Some people are hardworking and busy in the dark, clearly existing but not seen.

Meng Buqing was born in the former, but his heart belongs to the latter.

Always mix in the latter.

She stood up, went downstairs with her mobile phone, and went shopping in the nearby imported supermarket.Finally, I bought a large bunch of strawberry bouquets wrapped in transparent paper. The big and big strawberries are so delicate and beautiful that they look sweet.

After buying, store it in the storage cabinet of the supermarket.

Meng Buqing returned to the hotel with the password paper for picking up the things.

I saw that everyone had almost eaten their meals.

She packed the remaining pieces of chocolate cake and prepared to take them home to eat with Ji Wan.

"..."

Going out, I saw the second sister who had just come out of another box.

Meng Buqing came forward to greet her, and told her with a smile that the cake was very delicious, thank her.Then put the note in her pocket into her pocket, and said mysteriously: "I have a small gift for you, remember to get it after get off work."

The second sister didn't know what it was, but she still said with a smile on her face, "Little sister, you are so good, I will come back next time, and I will bring you another cake."

Meng Buqing nodded obediently.

After saying goodbye, she looked down at her phone and walked out.

A voice suddenly appeared next to her: "I just went out to buy something for her?"

"..."

Meng Buqing turned his face away and nodded.

"Why don't you buy me something?" Song Wenyi puffed up her cheeks, her tone full of grievances, "I'm leaving."

"Sorry, I was negligent." Meng Buqing apologized to her.

Song Wenyi stared at her without saying a word.

"Next time, when you fall in love, tell me, how about some souvenirs for you?" Meng Buqing glanced at the message from Ji Wan, and said with a smile, "The kind that will be carefully prepared."

Song Wenyi paused.

Meng Buqing was still walking forward.

Soon, just a few steps away.

Song Wenyi suddenly said loudly: "You don't like me at all?"

"..."

Meng Buqing paused, wondering if he should leave directly, hesitating what to say.Eyes see people approaching in the night.

She couldn't help but turned her head and said in a hurry: "You study hard abroad and have fun. We will get together again if we have a destiny." She waved her hands, and then ran into the night.

It was indeed Ji Wan at the door.

"Didn't I tell you to wait in the car?" Meng Buqing took her arm and hurriedly led her to the parking place, "Come and pick her up."

"The parking lot here is a bit out of the way, I'm afraid you can't find it."

After Ji Wan finished speaking, she looked back with a sense of feeling, "Walk so fast, who are you hiding from?"

Shocked by her sixth sense, Meng Buqing immediately held the plastic bag in his hand and said in a natural tone: "I packed a chocolate cake, put it in the refrigerator quickly, or it might break."

"Okay," Ji Wan smiled, "Then let's go home quickly."

—

From a very young age, she grew up freely and undisciplined.

Night streets, empty alleys, you can play until there is silence in the deep darkness.No one is waiting for her to come home, no one cares whether she has eaten or not.

"It is said in the book that parents are a person's origin, concern and destination." Meng Buqing looked at the night scene swaying outside the window, and said with a little sigh, "But I am not very close to my parents, and I seldom feel that this sounds beautiful. Feelings."

Stopped at the traffic light, waiting in the traffic flow for a countdown of tens of seconds.

Soft pure music echoed in the car.

Ji Wan turned her face away and watched her quietly.

Looking at each other, Meng Buqing bent his lips and smiled, and slowly leaned his hand over, "Thank you for coming to pick me up."

Thank you for being there to fill the void in my life.

At the age of 20, I touched a source, concern and destination that can be embraced.

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It's not far from the end, let me feel your enthusiasm at the end, okay? (Lie flat)