Chapter 507 What Night Has No Moon (please, monthly ticket!)
“Get in the car, I will take you back.”
A large group of people walked out of Taolixia and came to the parking lot.
As a practitioner in the legal industry, I naturally understand the dangers of drunk driving, and all the chauffeurs called in advance have arrived.
Ding He thoughtfully extended the invitation. His car was a magnificent BMW X5.
Fang Qing grabbed Tong Dan's arm and spoke first: "Lawyer Ding, don't bother, we're not on the way, we can just take the subway."
Ding He didn't take it seriously, "It doesn't matter. , I’m not in a hurry anyway.”
“No need, Tong Dan and I want to continue walking around.”
Fang Qing declined again.
“Okay then.”
Ding He was very personable and did not force himself. Before getting in the car, he politely said goodbye to Tong Dan, "Miss Tong, see you next time."
"Thank you, Lawyer Ding, for your hospitality tonight."< br>
Tong Dan smiled politely.
A car leaves the parking lot.
People from Tianhe Law Firm left one after another.
"Fang Qing, I found out that your 'leader' seems to be interested in you."
After everyone left, Tong Dan bumped the good sister's arm.
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
“I’m not talking nonsense. You are not the only female employee in our law firm. Why didn’t he mention sending it to anyone else, but only said he wanted to send it to you? Just because You are his assistant, so this reason may not be sufficient, right?"
Tong Dan said eloquently, and he had to admit that his analysis seemed to make some sense.
Fang Qing turned a deaf ear and didn't take it seriously. She turned around and said, "You seem to be a little too enthusiastic towards others tonight. Don't tell me, you have a crush on Lawyer Ding?"
Tong Dan laughed dumbly.
"What does it have to do with me? Isn't it because of you that I have a good relationship with him?"
Then, she sighed quietly as if she was looking at herself in pity.
"Alas... I am self-aware. If someone is so outstanding, has a successful career, and is a native of Kyoto, how could he fancy me."
Fang Qing was too lazy to speak.
"Why didn't you let someone send you off just now?"
"I told you, it's not going smoothly."
Tong Dan sneered, "You think it's not going smoothly, but I don’t necessarily think that anyone who wants to see you off will come to you from all over the world.”
Fang Qing couldn’t help but hesitate to speak, and finally shook her head and said nothing.
"Let's go, stay at my place tonight?"
"Forget it, I just happened to fly to Kyoto, so I took the time to come see you. I have to leave tomorrow."
Said, Tong Dan started to look around again.
“What are you looking at?”
Fang Qing asked doubtfully.
This is not the first time. When this girl was in the restaurant, she looked around from time to time, inexplicably.
"It's nothing."
Tong Dan pretended to be natural and took her arm, "Let's go and walk with me."
The two went to their own lives, The good sisters who grew up from girls to women crossed the street and strolled leisurely through the streets of Kyoto.
Just like the song I sang under Tao Li not long ago, it is not limited to love. On the road of life, there are many people who are scattered in the sea of people without knowing it.
"There is no moon on any night, no bamboo or cypress anywhere, but there are few idle people like me and my ears."
Tong Dan held Fang Qing in his arms and sighed in an old-fashioned way.
Fang Qing smiled and subconsciously looked up at the night sky.
There are no bamboos and cypresses here.
It is rare to see the moon clearly in Kyoto.
"Dandan, are you still single?"
Hearing this strange but familiar title, Tong Dan felt warm in his heart, and then tightened his arm.
Since graduating from high school, Fang Qing rarely called her that.
“Yes, I am still a poor single dog now.”
“No one you like?”
Fang Qing continued to ask.
"Hey."
Tong Dan sighed, "What's the use? It's not in vain that people look down on me."
Fang Qing disagreed.
Tong Dan's personality is different from hers, which can be seen from how quickly she got along with her colleagues in the law firm. Coupled with her outstanding appearance, this girl is definitely liked by many men.
"Qing Gege, this is also your fault. You know such excellent people around you, but you never want to introduce them to me. The good news does not go to outsiders. Do you understand?"
Fang Qing seemed unable to hear her best friend's complaints.
She does know a lot of outstanding people. Among the alumni of the University of Political Science and Law alone, many of them are arrogant.
Not introducing Tong Dan is certainly not out of the narrow mentality of the Plastic Sisters.
I don’t know if it’s right or not, but she has always insisted on not interfering in anyone’s emotional life.
She does not have the power and cannot bear the responsibility.
"You must know more men than me, do you still need me to introduce you?"
Tong Dan glanced at him, "Why do you sound weird?"
"I'm just discussing the matter, don't think too much about it."
Tong Dan smiled knowingly.
Maybe she is not as good at reading as Fang Qing, but in other aspects, she is not necessarily stupider than Fang Qing. At least when it comes to treating men, she has confidence and is definitely better than Fang Qing.
"It's okay if you don't introduce me. I have a lot of people, so I won't argue with you. But how about I introduce you? Don't tell me, I do know a few people who are like you. It's quite appropriate."
"Do you think I have the energy to manage relationships now?"
Fang Qing said with a smile.
"Why not? There is no conflict between love and career. According to what you said, don't women in the workplace fall in love anymore? How to solve the country's population crisis? You are a country that has made great efforts The top talents we have trained should share the country’s worries.”
Tong Dan was serious, she was worthy of being a stewardess, and she was really eloquent. This kind of talk made Fang Qing speechless for a while.
"Which hotel are you staying in?"
"You are still the same as before. When you can't speak up, you start to escape."
Tong Dan chuckled.
"Yes, I can never say anything about you, okay?"
"Fang Qing, if only you were a boy, I would definitely marry you. If I were a boy No matter what, I have to marry you."
Fang Qing sighed, "What a pity, I missed it."
Both women laughed indifferently.
Passers-by looked at the two beauties in surprise.
“Okay, I’ll leave first and I’ll see you next time.”
Arriving at a subway station, Tong Dan stopped.
"It's still early, no more shopping?"
Although they are still young, life is a subtraction. Fang Qing understands that many people meet once and miss each other.
"You still have something to do, I'm afraid I'll delay you."
Fang Qing looked confused.
Tong Dan, who was feeling complicated, pretended that nothing happened. After struggling all the way, he still smiled and said, "Just now, I met Jiang Chen in the restaurant."
Fang Qing was stunned.
"I scolded him again. Don't blame me. I'm really angry. This guy is so hateful."
Fang Qing said nothing.
"Okay, I'm leaving. Tell that guy that it's best not to be touched by me again, otherwise I will still have to scold him."
"I'll send you off."
Fang Qing said.
"No need, go ahead. It must be the first time that guy comes to Kyoto to see you, right? He probably won't be able to catch the flight now, and he will definitely not be able to escape."
Tong Danman doesn't care. He waved his hand.
Fang Qing stood there without moving.
“Let’s go.”
Tong Dan urged.
Fang Qing pursed her lips, "Then send me a message when you get to the hotel."
"Okay, okay, I'm not a child."
< br>Tong Dan smiled. Fang Qing turned around and walked in the direction she came from, her pace gradually speeding up.
Tong Dan stood at the subway entrance and had a panoramic view of everything.
“Huh.”
She took a deep breath, then turned around. Instead of taking the elevator, she skipped down the steps and hummed: “As people come and go, On the street, thinking of him..."
Red light.
Fang Qing stood at one end of the zebra crossing, looking at the neon-lit peaches and plums opposite, picked up her phone and dialed the number that she rarely bothered with.
"Where is it."
There was the sound of traffic over there, which was very suitable for her environment at this time, and there was also the faint sound of music.
“Eat.”
“Alone?”
"Yes."
"Are you lonely? Do you need someone to accompany you?"
"It's a ride, but no food or drinks are included."
The corner of Fang Qing's mouth Shangyang asked, "Are you still at Pilot Plaza?"
"Well, I'm sitting right at the door of Taolixia."
Fang Qing smiled, not surprised, "I'll be right over."
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
The red light turns green.
She crossed the road, returned to the gate of Taolixia, looked around, and saw someone sitting alone under the eaves of another house, holding chopsticks, and some peanuts and other things on the small table. Snacks and two bottles of beer.
Because he is sitting on the side of the main entrance of Taolixia, it is difficult to see him without looking for him deliberately.
No wonder I didn't notice it when I came out just now.
“I’m so excited.”
Fang Qing approached.
Jiang Chen raised his head, "Where is Tong Dan?"
"Leave."
Fang Qing sat down, "I know how to enjoy it."
< br>“That’s not true.”
Jiang Chen sighed, “I originally wanted to come here for a meal, but ended up being kicked out. I had no choice but to deal with it by myself.”
The two of them were extremely natural, and no one showed any surprise or surprise.
“Tsk, tsk, that’s so pitiful, how about I add two more dishes to you?”
"That's not necessary, I'm full."
Fang Qing picked up the wine bottle.
“What are you doing?”
“Let’s have a drink with you.”
“Didn’t you have a drink?”
“That was all just now Tong Dan is drinking. What's the matter? Are you reluctant to drink? "
"It seems that you are the host, right?"
Jiang Chen asked.
Fang Qing rolled her eyes at him, and without arguing with him, she directly called the waiter, added a few more bottles of beer, and asked for a cup.
“Really not adding a la carte?”
Belated enthusiasm from the hosts.
Jiang Chen smiled bitterly: "Can you do it? Don't get drunk."
"It's not like you don't know my drinking capacity."
Fang Qing said disapprovingly .
Of course Jiang Chen knew how much she drank, even if she wasn't very strong, she would say it, but Fang Qing insisted on drinking, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Why are you here in Kyoto? Is there something wrong?"
"Yes."
Jiang Chen did not shy away from it, "An elder is hospitalized in Kyoto, come and take a look."
Fang Qing, who heard that the other party was just looking at her, or had expected it, didn't feel anything strange, poured the wine into the glass, "Are you okay?"
Jiang Chen shook his head.
"It's okay."
"How long?"
Fang Qing picked up the cup and asked while drinking.
"It depends on the situation."
Jiang Chen picked up a peanut and said, "I saw a lot of people coming out just now..."
"They are all colleagues from my law firm. Company dinner."
Fang Qing smiled and asked, "Since you saw it, why didn't you call me?"
Jiang Chen shook his head and said helplessly: "I didn't want to be in front of so many people. How embarrassing is it to be scolded by Tong Dan?”
“Why is she scolding you?”
Fang Qing pretended to be confused.
Jiang Chen glanced at her, "Who knows, maybe relatives are here and you are in a bad mood."
Fang Qing chuckled and glared at him angrily.
“Let’s go.”
Jiang Chen picked up the cup and said worriedly again: “Don’t get drunk.”
“Mind your own business.”
"Okay, then you will get drunk later, I will not care about you, just leave you here, and I will not be responsible for who picks you up."
"Who asked you to Responsible?"
Every time in front of Jiang Chen, Fang Qing would seem to be a different person, always tit-for-tat, "Drinking, mother-in-law, is this the same with you and Li Shurui?"
Jiang Chen smiled and was too lazy to say any more.
“Haven’t you eaten it before? Are you still eating it?”
Fang Qing snatched his chopsticks.
"Look at how stingy you are, didn't you say you had enough to eat? Did you know that there is a food crisis in the world now? Waste is shameful."
Fang Qing suddenly became eloquent again.
Jiang Chen couldn’t laugh or cry.
As expected.
In the end, Fang Qing was still drunk. Although she was not unconscious, her cheeks were red and she was walking a little unsteadily.
Jiang Chen tried to help her, but was pushed away, still muttering: "I'm fine."
Seeing that she tripped over Lu Dun and almost fell, Jiang Chen reluctantly Unable to hold on any longer, he grabbed her arm.
"Where do you live? I'll take you back."
Fang Qing raised her hand and pointed towards the street.
"Specific location."
Jiang Chen really doesn't know where she lives now.
Fang Qing was vague and didn't know what she was talking about.
They must have drank when they had dinner together, otherwise they wouldn't be like this.
Jiang Chen had no choice but to squat down and carry Fang Qing on his back.
Although it had been a long time since he had done this, he still felt no unfamiliarity when doing it now.
Carrying the woman who was already much heavier than before, Jiang Chen could only walk in the direction she just indicated for the time being.
The soft black hair fell on his shoulders, caressing his face, causing a slight itch, and warm breath came from time to time in his ears.
Even though the people passing by kept giving them strange looks, Jiang Chen turned a blind eye and had no distracting thoughts in his mind. As he walked, he muttered: "You can't just change someone else's torment..."
I don’t know if I heard it in a daze, but Fang Qing hit his head with her head.
Jiang Chen immediately fell silent.
When he was a child, Fang Qing liked to pretend to be sprained and deceive his sympathy. Although it was a trick every time, he would fall for it every time.
After the success, this good girl in everyone's eyes showed a ferocious smile, lay on his back triumphantly, grabbed his two ears, and used him as a mount.
It would be really embarrassing if this girl subconsciously acted like that while drunk.
Compared to the past, Fang Qing, who is no longer a girl, is indeed a lot heavier, but Jiang Chen has also become stronger than before.
He carried Fang Qing on his back and shuttled among the people, his pace steadier than before.
Perhaps because there were no bumps, Fang Qing, who was unconscious, adjusted to a more comfortable position. The arms across his neck tightened, almost hugging him, and her cheek was close to his face.
(End of this chapter)