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Jiang Linyan's relationship has encountered Waterloo again.

She came to me to cry, and asked me halfway through tears, "A'Du, do you think I can meet perfect love before menopause?"

I think perfect love is unrealistic, and how to define this perfect?What is perfect?

But she is so sad now, I can only say along the way: "Of course, Jiang Jiang, don't be so negative."

She sniffed: "Really?"

I patted her on the back and added solemnly: "Think about it, you are only 23 years old now. According to the average age of women who go through menopause at 50, you still have 27 years left. If not, it is possible to go through menopause at the age of 55, then there are still 32 years to go, I don’t believe I can’t find it.”

Hearing what I said, Jiang Linyan cried even louder.

The paper towels on my coffee table were taken away one by one by her. She squeezed several papers and wiped her face indiscriminately, and then said to me, sobbing, in a very nasal voice: "I, I feel that my requirements for choosing a spouse are not high, 985, six-pack abs, [-] graduation, annual salary of one million, keeping male virtues..."

"Is it high? Is it too much?"

"...Well, it's really not high."

I haven't been interested in men since puberty, so I don't think about whether these requirements are high or not. What's more, at this juncture, of course I still have to practice the policy of "follow her".

And Jiang Linyan and I have been good friends since the first grade of elementary school. I have a friend filter for her, so I think she is not demanding even if she says that she has an annual salary of tens of millions.

After a while, maybe ten minutes, Jiang Linyan stopped.

She took a deep breath and let out a sigh of resignation: "Forget it, I don't expect perfection, I just hope that I won't meet picky men again."

She angrily picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate, and then explained to me the details of this untimely love: "I still think it's ridiculous when I think about it now. I treated him to so many meals before, and he didn't do it." Said that he would take the initiative to transfer money to me, and last night he ate a seafood buffet of several hundred yuan. On the way home, he hinted at me many times. What did he say?"

"How to say?" I looked at her with curious eyes and extremely cooperative.

Jiang Linyan immediately cleared his throat, put on a stern face, and imitated: "You haven't transferred the money for tonight's meal to me, although your cup of milk tea is 15, but forget it, who makes you little girls like it? With you, what else can I do?"

As she spoke, she laughed angrily again: "Forget about picking him up to death. Others pick up Sou only because they pick out themselves and not others. That's fine with him."

I thought about it, and then repeated the reading: "Just kill him."

It's not that I didn't listen attentively, but since the beginning of her relationship in junior high school, I have listened to no less than ten times of emotional complaints about her.

It was time that I became a master of deception.

And I think my attitude is pretty good, and I didn't fool too much.

Jiang Linyan stuffed another piece of watermelon into his mouth, which looked like a little squirrel: "Forget it, I'm not angry, it's not worth getting angry at boys like this."

Me: "Well."

It's not worth crying, but I know that Jiang Linyan's tears are only low, and she will cry first when she encounters anything.

If it were me, I have no expression.

As soon as she finished speaking, my phone vibrated twice when I put it aside.

It was a WeChat message from Cheng Yun.

Yunyun: [Xiaodu, we are almost there, there are still a few minutes. 】

【Okay, let's go now. 】

I replied to the message, turned my head and looked at Jiang Linyan again, and gave my own suggestion: "Do you want to wash your face? How can you see people in this state? What if there is something that suits your aesthetics in Yunyun's group this time?" Where's the handsome guy?"

Jiang Linyan took it for granted, and immediately jumped up, extremely fast: "You're right, A'Du."

Today, Sunday, we have nothing to do, Cheng Yun simply set up a wine bureau, the address is in a bar near our house, Jiang Linyan, besides coming to find me complaining about men, is also waiting for the wine bureau to start with me.

She quickly washed her face. Although her eyes were still a little red, she couldn't see it clearly under the light of the bar.

I took the parasol and went downstairs with her.

Qing Bar is very close, walk [-] meters to the right after leaving my community, and then turn a corner and you will be there.

"By the way." Jiang Linyan suddenly asked me on the road, "Where is Yu Wenshan? A'Du."

When the name "Yu Wenshan" came out, I was taken aback.

"She has something to do at home." I paused slightly, and replied, "I haven't seen each other recently."

Jiang Linyan let out an "ah": "I said I never saw you go out to meet her."

I:"……"

In fact, it is not easy to say.

Yu Wenshan is my ambiguous partner, but I haven't seen each other for a week, not only the offline meeting, but also the news on WeChat, she hasn't replied to me for a week.

The sun hangs high in the sky, even with a parasol, I feel like I'm going to melt, and I don't have much time to think about Yu Wenshan.

In just three or four minutes, we arrived at the entrance of Qing Bar.

The staff at the door stopped me and Jiang Linyan: "Please show me your ID card."

It is now mid-June, and the senior high school students across the country have just finished their college entrance examinations. As an Internet celebrity city, Yuncheng has always been a check-in point for graduates to choose to visit, so there are staff guarding the entrances of every bar. , to check the identity card of the suspected minor.

I took my ID card out of my bag and asked with a smile, "Uncle, do we look like we're underage?"

The staff looked at my ID and then at me: "After 00, not too old."

"...after 00, the maximum is 23." Jiang Linyan muttered to the side.

The staff handed us the ID card: "Okay, let's go in."

After passing through the quiet corridor, we arrived at the lobby.

This clean bar is decorated in an ancient style, which is very distinctive. The division of each functional area is very clear and not messy.

And it was relatively clean and quiet. It was only around three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were no singers with guitars on stage, only slow-paced love songs slowly flowing out of the speakers.

We haven't been here for two weeks, but compared to before, we can see many immature faces in the lobby at a glance.

No wonder the staff checks the ID card so strictly.

I raised my eyes to a corner on the second floor, and saw Cheng Yun standing in front of the fence slightly bent over, beckoning to us: "Here, Xiaodu."

My eyelids twitched.

In fact, I would rather people call me by my first name.

The pronunciation of "Adu" is the same as the singer who sang "I should be under the car". Many times when Jiang Linyan called it like this, I would substitute that song in my mind, imagining the scene where I was huddled under the car, just... some strange.

As for the name "Xiaodu", I used to like it, but since Baidu released a smart speaker called "Xiaodu" a few years ago, and advertised on TV every day, I was inevitably affected by some influence, which made me feel that every time I When called "Xiaodu", it looks like an AI.

But it doesn't matter, as long as they are happy.

When Jiang Linyan went upstairs, he tugged at the hem of my clothes and quietly asked me again: "I don't look embarrassed, do I?"

"No, don't worry, no one can tell that you just lost love." I comforted her.

Jiang Linyan felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief: "That's good, I haven't posted to Moments yet."

When we got to the second floor, Cheng Yun was still standing there. When we passed by, she tilted her head: "There are still 2 minutes, even if you are late, you will have to punish yourself with three cups."

"Are we still afraid of these three glasses of wine?" I asked back.

"You drink well, you are not afraid, but Yanyan drinks so much that it is hard to say."

Jiang Linyan argued for herself: "I'm not bad at drinking, second only to A'Du!"

"Yeah." Cheng Yun nodded, still smiling, "Not bad not bad."

I pointed to the door: "We went in first."

"Okay." Cheng Yun said, "I'll come in in 2 minutes."

The second floor is the private room area.

The door of the private room is two wooden doors, Jiang Linyan pushed open the door, and walked in one after the other with me.

I met Cheng Yun in high school. She likes to make friends, so although we are not in the same class, we still know each other, and we went to college later, so our relationship has always been good. She likes to form games when she has nothing to do .

Because she likes to be lively.

And this time is the Cheng Yun group I participated in. I don’t know how many rounds.

There were already ten people in the private room, and some of them started to play dice and fist punches, and the sounds were noisy, one after another, pouring into my ears together.

There are four or five faces that are familiar to me, and the rest are all Cheng Yun's other friends that I have never met.

She has too many friends.

Jiang Linyan and I smiled and nodded at everyone, as if we were saying hello, and then found a seat in the corner and sat down.

Jiang Linyan just broke up in love and is not in a good mood.

Because Jiang Linyan mentioned Yu Wenshan, I was not in a good mood.

There is already a lot of wine on the small table in front of us. We can choose from various flavors. I took a glass of peach blossom wine and took a sip first.

This wine is brewed by Qing Bar itself. It tastes sweet and has low alcohol content. It is suitable for drinking and playing.

Jiang Linyan was playing with his mobile phone next to me: "Damn it, I forgot to delete the wechat of this picky guy last night, bad luck."

"Then delete it." I said lightly.

The next second I also took out my phone and clicked on WeChat.

There are a few people on the top, besides my family, is Yu Wenshan.

The note I gave Yu Wenshan was "33", but she requested it herself, saying that it would look cuter and closer to me.

Thinking of this, I pursed my lower lip and clicked on the chat dialog with Yu Wenshan.

The pure white background makes my one-sided green chat box so eye-catching.

I swipe up the screen.

For a whole week, it was all messages from me.

The "good morning" after waking up and the "good night" before going to bed lasted until last night.

I scrolled up again, and finally stopped at the last message Yu Wenshan sent me: [Chi Du, something happened at my house, I can't contact you these days. 】

Without even saying goodbye, he just disappeared.

I blinked, feeling a little complicated. After a few seconds, I clicked on Yu Wenshan's profile picture, and then clicked on the upper right corner, staring at the word "delete", feeling a little hesitant.

It's been hanging out for me for a whole week, and I don't think I need to continue.

It just so happened that the door opened at this time, Cheng Yun was chatting and laughing with others, and I raised my head.

Following Cheng Yun came in was Yu Wenshan.

Yu Wenshan obviously didn't expect me to be there, she looked a little surprised, and then she didn't look at me again, but the smile on her face was somewhat stiff.

I saw that she also brought a glass, which contained a drink I didn't know what it was.

When Jiang Linyan saw her, she gave me a wink, and her eyes were full of interest. If you analyze this wink from our 17-year friendship, she is asking me if I am happy.

After all, on the way here, I was still saying that I couldn’t see Yu Wenshan recently, but now Yu Wenshan appeared in my sight.

"Is it a surprise prepared for you?" Jiang Linyan approached me gossipingly and asked, "It doesn't matter if I'm broken in love, but my sister's love is too sweet."

Isn't this the romance that often appears in idol plots?

The person I like doesn't inform me in advance, but suddenly appears in front of me.

I shook my head and gave the answer softly: "No."

Yu Wenshan's performance also confirmed this answer even more.

My eyes fell on her face from the moment she entered the door, but she didn't dare to look at me, and she didn't dare to sit next to me as naturally as before, but there were four people between me.

Even the moment she first saw me, apart from being surprised, she was also a little flustered, holding the glass tightly.

She said that if she was nervous, she would hold on to something firmly so that she would feel safe, and even asked me after this sentence if I could hold my hand next time, so that she would feel relaxed Some.

I said: good.

It's just that she disappeared before the next meeting.

I pulled the corner of my lower lip, took another glass of peach blossom wine, and stuffed it into my mouth.

Jiang Linyan sensed something was wrong, and came to confirm with me: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel?"

"No." I shook my head, "Down."

Jiang Linyan frowned, a little puzzled: "Why? Isn't it good?"

I squinted at her, without emotion: "She didn't reply to my message for a week, but now she appears here, how do you think Yunyun contacted her?"

"..." Jiang Linyan was silent.

Cheng Yun's voice sounded in the private room, she stood up, held a glass of wine, and imitated the lines in "Little Times": "The reason why we all gather here today is to celebrate our good friend Shanshan Met my true love."

Someone coaxed: "Who is it?"

"Speak out and we'll listen."

Cheng Yun smiled and answered for Yu Wenshan: "It's a pretty sister who works in a milk tea shop."

Ah oh.

I think I can actually sing "I Should Be Under the Car".

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