midsummer night

Chapter 34 Beef Tongue

There was the smell of meat and seasonings in the restaurant. The waiters were tall and tall, wearing white shirts and dark green vests, walking in the restaurant, pouring wine for guests with wine bottles wrapped in white napkins.

He Xiyuan and Lu Chengfeng sat by the window, and a plant half a person's height was placed between the dining table and the glass window.Pedestrians outside the window cannot easily see the scene inside the restaurant, while people in the restaurant can watch the scenery outside the window while eating when the daylight has not completely disappeared.

After the dance at the wedding, He Xiyuan was still cramped sitting opposite Lu Chengfeng. He couldn't imagine why a dance in broad daylight would make him so flustered.

Lu Chengfeng probably did it because life in the northern capital was too boring, and he wanted to find someone to have dinner with but not talk much.It's like observing an animal, burying its whole face in the plate when eating, its cheeks bulging as it chews the food, watching it to relieve boredom.

He Xiyuan thought that he did have a little flesh on his cheeks, and it was more obvious when he was eating, which made him feel that this idea was very reasonable.

So he was relieved, raised his eyes and asked Alpha with a smile: "Do seniors come to this restaurant often?"

Lu Chengfeng: "It's okay, I know the boss, and I come here occasionally when I pass by. If there are friends from Eastern Europe who come to Beijing, they will also bring them here. Although the shop is not big, the things they make are very authentic and have a rural flavor."

The tall waiter put a cup of grilled ox tongue with rich cheese and a small plate of pancakes in front of He Xiyuan.When he smelled the milk and was about to happily pick up a spoon to scoop up the soup, Lu Chengfeng signaled him: "Pancakes with cheese soup, eat slowly."

He Xiyuan tore a small piece of pancake, dipped it in cheese and took a bite.Lu Chengfeng looked at him, as if wondering if it suits his taste.

Holding the cake in one hand, He Xiyuan held the soup in the other arm, and said to Lu Chengfeng, "Senior, you have great taste in food."

Lu Chengfeng: "Like it?"

He Xiyuan: "Yes, I like it, the soup is very fragrant."

The expression on Lu Chengfeng's face seemed to be a smile, without the chill in the car just now.

He Xiyuan felt that Lu Chengfeng must be hungry, so he seemed to be in a bad mood, so he dug out another piece of beef tongue and chewed it carefully.His eating movements are very gentle, and he hardly makes a sound when eating. In contrast, the movements of his cheeks have a strong sense of imagery.

Chicken Kiev, borscht and caviar were added to the table later.

He Xiyuan vaguely remembered that Lu Chengfeng's grandmother was from Eastern Europe, probably a beauty, who inherited slightly loose black-brown hair, deep eye sockets and a cold complexion from his inheritance.

Maybe there are also light-colored lips, which always have cold lines when they don't speak, and look like they don't get close to strangers.

After He Xiyuan was half full, he looked at the waiter not far away, and at the glass of lemonade that Lu Chengfeng had in his hand, and called out, "Senior?"

Lu Chengfeng looked at him with raised eyebrows.

He Xiyuan: "Do you like vodka?"

Lu Chengfeng: "..."

As soon as He Xiyuan asked, he finished his thoughts. It was like asking a South Korean whether he likes spicy cabbage or a Japanese whether he likes sushi. He unconsciously made a slightly rude and stereotyped cultural error.

So he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, that... I just asked casually." Then he said "Sorry."

His expression was very anxious, his cheeks were a little red, and the pancake he was holding was put aside.

Lu Chengfeng smiled nonchalantly, and said, "It's not like I particularly like it. My grandmother liked it when she was young. After living in southern Europe for a long time, she changed her taste. Now she almost only drinks wine. I don't have any particular preference for wine. Who you drink with is more important than the wine itself."

Then he took a piece of Kiev chicken steak with a clean knife and fork, put it on He Xiyuan's plate, and said, "Leave it for a while before eating, the soup in the middle is a bit hot."

He Xiyuan was extremely guilty, Lu Chengfeng was very personable, in fact, he had always known this.Although his complexion often looks indifferent and his pheromones are like a fountain of ice, he is actually very good, so good that everyone he has seen will be overshadowed.

He thought of those Alphas who nested in the corridors, in the dark, and looked at him from behind the computer screen in the office during the day, like parasites in the gutter.

And he will most likely encounter all kinds of ugly and mediocre parasites all the time.Only Lu Chengfeng would always sit opposite his unreachable dining table, appear in the frightening night, and then slowly disappear in the blurred years.

He was painfully indulging in the never-reachable mirror image, not because he didn't think that there might be other explanations for Lu Chengfeng approaching him, but he never regarded that explanation as a valid hypothesis from the very beginning.

He couldn't look directly at the psychological hints and expectations brought about by that hypothesis, like the ecstasy and fantasy that spewed out of champagne bubbles when the bottle was opened, and then slowly calmed down in the goblet.

When he was young, Lu Chengfeng took He Xiyuan for a walk in the afternoon and sent him to the hospital. After that, He Xiyuan followed him for ten years.Now an adult Lu Chengfeng sits under the light and cuts a piece of crispy fried chicken for him, and dances with the crowd on his arm on the pasture after sunset. What will he do in the next ten years?

Does he want to wander around the corner of this alley before the arrival of winter every year, repeatedly looking at the invisible figures in the restaurant, recalling the picture of himself sitting with Lu Chengfeng.

Was he going to take a pine-scented depressant to keep his teeth from chattering when his glands were pulling nerve pains.When tidying up the closet, he thought of being close to Lu Chengfeng's dancing body. He put his hand on the other's shoulder, and his fingertips touched the soft fine wool fabric.

He Xiyuan sat at the dining table, the redness on his cheeks from shame faded away, replaced by slightly white and trembling lips, and red nose and corners of eyes.

He accepted Lu Chengfeng's kindness towards him, because he couldn't be too greedy.Just like the candy or a toy that parents rewarded him when he was young, he can only choose the same one at a time.

As for the reason behind Lu Chengfeng's kindness, he didn't think too deeply about it.

When his parents threw away the novels he bought back with his pocket money, he looked at the old toys and occasionally remembered how kind his parents were to him.Later, the kindness and warmth in the remaining memories were exhausted after all, and he could only be forced to admit that his parents never loved him if he showed the appearance behind his good intentions.

But Lu Chengfeng's kindness is different. His kindness has never had a chance to be consumed. Years and months will only describe every detail in his memory more deeply, and even go deep into his bone marrow. His sanity was swamped.

The emotions of the past ten years have been given to Lu Chengfeng in his memory. He planned to focus on himself for the next ten years, but he didn't expect to meet Lu Chengfeng again.

Every time they meet in a crowd, meeting room or restaurant, He Xiyuan repeatedly rehearses the destined parting.

He felt something deeper and more intense than when a limb was pinned down.Physical injuries will only make him angry, and facing the unavailable loved one, there is only a kind of powerless waiting left.

Lu Chengfeng held a clean white cotton cloth in his hand and stuck it to his cheek, his upper body leaned towards him from the other side of the table.He wiped the corners of He Xiyuan's eyes with the cotton cloth in his hand, and said, "You are in a bad mood."

He Xiyuan realized his gaffe, looked up at him, his eyes were still a little red, and said, "Sorry, there are a lot of trivial things in life recently."

Lu Chengfeng: "I brought you out for dinner without asking you in advance, and I didn't ask you if you were in the mood. I will send you back after eating."

Then he put the cotton cloth next to his dinner plate and withdrew his hand.

When sitting in the car, He Xiyuan had already calmed down.

A partition has been raised between the rear seat and the cab.He felt sorry for the emotions he showed, so he could only try his best to be calm, and asked Lu Chengfeng in a very normal voice: "Senior, have you been busy with work recently?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "Fly to Europe the day after tomorrow, then go to North America, and come back next month."

He Xiyuan nodded: "Yes."

The car was parked in a residential area near the embassy area. The environment was very quiet, and the exterior walls of the building were ivory white.The lawn seemed to have just been sprayed with water, and the water droplets on the tip of the grass flickered under the lamp.

He Xiyuan followed Lu Chengfeng through a garden and entered the spacious golden lobby, and he still didn't know what happened in the elevator.He guessed there might be parties in private apartments, or a secret members' club in the complex.

The corridor between the hall and the elevator is paved with marble, and warm yellow lights are lit up around the elevator.Lu Chengfeng was very tall, standing beside him made people feel oppressed.

There were mirrors on all sides of the elevator, and He Xiyuan glanced at his shirt quietly in the mirror. The fabric was a little wrinkled, but luckily it wasn't stained with sauce.

After getting out of the elevator, Lu Chengfeng walked in front, and he fell one step behind, watching Lu Chengfeng press his fingerprint to open the door.

Looking from the door, it is an elegant and comfortable suite. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the night view outside the window. The interior of the room is covered with milky white wallpaper and carpets, and the light gray sofa is covered with dark blue and white striped pillows.There was an old-fashioned fireplace in the drawing room, and an upright piano by the window, covered with linen lace.There are two photo frames on the piano cover, a little dated, and the photos seem to be two young women.

After Lu Chengfeng entered the door, the living room automatically turned on the lights. He went to the living room and turned on the floor lamp, and then pressed the button on the wall to close a layer of white linen lace curtains.

He Xiyuan stood at the entrance of the entrance, and did not follow Lu Chengfeng into the door.

This is neither a club nor a party, it appears to be his residence.

Lu Chengfeng turned to look at him, and said, "What are you doing standing at the door, come in and sit." Then he rolled up his shirt cuffs, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water for He Xiyuan.

He Xiyuan chose the sofa on the side and sat halfway there, with his back straight and his feet flat on the carpet, even though there was a pillow with a blue and white pattern on the back that looked very comfortable.

Lu Chengfeng put the water in front of him, and said, "I heard from Lin Xin that you are looking for a new place to live."

He Xiyuan froze for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said, "Yes."

Lu Chengfeng: "You can live here. The house was bought by the family in the early years, but almost no one lives there. Occasionally, when friends come to live here for a while, most of the time it is empty."

He Xiyuan: "How can I trouble you—"

Lu Chengfeng raised a hand, as if he had anticipated what he wanted to say. "You can live here first, and then move after finding a suitable place. The security measures here are very good. No one will hide in the stairwell and knock on the door in the middle of the night, and there is no intermediary harassment."

He Xiyuan was speechless.Lu Chengfeng stood up and said, "Come on, I'll show you the room."

I have something to say: Wo also wants to have a thigh like Mr. Lu, and Lin Xin is also fine (provided that she has no previous or current one who came to visit)