After vomiting twice, Tong Lele felt less uncomfortable than before.

Although she had just drank beer, she felt a burning sensation in her stomach for some reason, as if a red-hot briquette had fallen into her abdomen, making her miserable.

She buried her face in the empty sink and fumbled with trembling hands to turn on the faucet of the sink. The faucet's handle immediately shook and made a squeaking metallic sound. Within two seconds, a jet of rushing water began to flow.

Knocked out of the faucet.

After washing her face with several handfuls of water, Tong Lele felt a little more awake.

While washing her face, she could vaguely feel someone standing behind and watching her from the corner of her eye. She vaguely remembered that it was Dong Qiangqiang who helped her over. While she continued washing her face, she asked in a low voice: "What he just said is true.

Really? Do you still harass girls?"

"I knew this kid had a lot of tricks up his sleeve." Someone suddenly said something behind her, but it was not Dong Qiangqiang's voice, "What you say is not true."

Hearing Lei Lanting's words, Tong Lele was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw Lei Lanting walking forward quickly, with a look of concern on his face, and said affectionately: "Don't be anxious, spit out the wine so that you won't feel uncomfortable."

Tong Lele did not expect that the people around her would change in such a short period of time. She was surprised and said: "You? Where is he?"

Lei Lanting didn't expect Tong Lele to ask such a direct question. He grabbed Tong Lele's hand like a reflex and asked, "Do you care about him so much?"

Realizing that she had made a mistake, Tong Lele shyly turned her head, pulled her hand away from Lei Lanting's palm, and then lowered her head and pretended to retching a few times, thus avoiding his questions.

Lei Lanting's face changed color, and he said sadly: "I know you like him."

Tong Lele deliberately turned the faucet wider, trying to make the sound of water drown out Lei Lanting's voice.

"But we have known each other longer, don't you know how I treat you?" Lei Lanting never thought that he would confess to Tong Lele before eating, let alone that he would talk to the girl he liked outside the bathroom of the restaurant.

He confessed his love, but he said it in a hurry by mistake, and he really couldn't care too much.

Tong Lele turned off the faucet, looked at Lei Lanting who looked depressed in the mirror in front of him, and said slowly: "You should know that this matter cannot be forced."

"But how do you know that we are not suitable for each other even if you haven't tried it before?" Lei Lanting thought to himself, now that everything has been said, he might as well say it clearly to avoid regrets in the future.

"Feeling." Tong Lele turned around, faced Lei Lanting's longing eyes, and said weakly but firmly, "I don't have any feelings (for you)."

"Do you have feelings for him?" Lei Lanting asked in confusion, pointing in the direction outside the bathroom.

It happened that a German boy walked into the bathroom at this time. Lei Lanting almost poked his shoulder with his finger, which startled him. He looked at Lei Lanting as if he were a monster, and then looked at Tong Lele diagonally opposite him suspiciously.

, muttered a few words, bypassed the two people, and walked into the male guard.

Tong Lele shook her head: "Although we are friends, it has nothing to do with who I feel about. I don't need to explain anything to you." After saying that, he pulled off a piece of environmentally friendly toilet paper and gently wiped the water on his face and hands.

stains.

Lei Lanting shook his head in disbelief and asked unwillingly: "So, it was Zhang Ziqian before, and now it is Dong Qiangqiang. Then when will it be my turn? Why do you never care about me? It's because I'm chasing you.

Is it? Or is it because I’m poor?”

Tong Lele threw the paper into the trash can, turned her head and said seriously: "Don't mention that name next time, I don't want to hear about this person."

Lei Lanting swallowed and before he had time to say what he wanted to say, Tong Lele had already swayed away from him.

Looking at her graceful and staggering back, Lei Lanting felt like a lump in his throat.

Zhang Shuo walked out of the restaurant, and as soon as he lit up a cigarette, he was pushed from the side, and the cigarette case and lighter almost fell out of his hands.

"Fuck..." Zhang Shuo staggered to one side and fell a few steps. At the same time, he turned his head and looked angrily, trying to see who had pushed him, but he saw an even more angry face.

"What nonsense were you talking about in there just now?" Dong Qiang asked with a livid face.

A celebration dinner that was originally a harmonious and joyful atmosphere was first inexplicably disrupted by Hua Ling, who met unexpectedly, and then Tong Lele was drunk, Lei Lanting was jealous, and Zhang Shuo spread rumors. No one enjoyed the meal, and Dong Qiangqiang seemed to eat it.

If you catch a fly, you will inevitably get angry.

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang smelling of alcohol and staring at him maliciously, with some suspicious vomit on the hem of his shirt, Zhang Shuo did not dare to curse anymore, but took a step back and stood still: "Who is talking nonsense?"

"Did you just say that I harassed Dong Yiqing?" Dong Qiangqiang stepped forward and said.

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang constantly approaching him, Zhang Shuo immediately retreated simultaneously and kept a certain distance from Dong Qiangqiang: "Yes, that's right, isn't it? Dong Yiqing told me that you always make harassing phone calls to her when you have nothing to do.

You often invite her to dinner, is this how you chase girls? This is too old-fashioned."

"Let go..." Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but want to curse, but when he saw people entering and leaving the restaurant, he held back, "Which grandson spread this gossip? You call her now, and we ask her face to face.

Ask Dong Yiqing to see if I am what you said. If not, let's talk about it again." He rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, as if he was about to take action.

Seeing that his mood was unstable, Zhang Shuo rolled his eyes and said as an excuse: "My mobile phone is out of battery. If I want to make a call, use your mobile phone." He was afraid that Dong Qiangqiang would not call, so he added, "If you don't feel guilty.

"

"I feel guilty? What a joke!" Dong Qiangqiang took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed Dong Yiqing's number. When Dong Yiqing's voice came over the phone, Dong Qiangqiang looked up again and saw that Zhang Shuo had disappeared.

"I..." Dong Qiangqiang took his cell phone and walked around the area angrily several times, but could not find Zhang Shuo at all. Dong Yiqing's question also came over the phone: "Is it Dong Qiangqiang?"

"Oh, yes, it's me." Dong Qiangqiang wiped his sweat, "What, I'm sorry, I wanted to call another person, but accidentally... I dialed you. Well... you should go to bed early.

,Good night."

Dong Yiqing was about to say something, but Dong Qiangqiang hung up the phone without explanation.

When he walked back to the dining table, he only saw Lei Lanting and Tong Lele sitting there. One of them returned to the original state, drinking glass after glass of sparkling water. The other one was cutting the food on the plate angrily.

Steak, I want to cut the steak into fine pieces.

ps1: Special thanks for this chapter: Lord Fengyun, Golden Wanliang 2019 for their recommendation votes.
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