Zhuang Mengdie pursed his lips and smiled: "I have a fate with this bar."

　　 "Fate?"

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "The name Mengdie was changed after the bar changed hands last year. It used to be called the Firefly Bar. At that time, I...and my friends hadn’t opened a bar yet, and I often went to the Firefly Bar for drinks. If you open a bar well, it will be very profitable, and then there will be the Dynasty Bar."

"Later, the firefly bar was badly managed and changed hands. The current owner changed his name to Mengdie Bar, but he was surprised to have the same name as me. This surprised me. At the same time, I felt more and more connected with this bar, and it was a light music bar. So I will come and sit here from time to time, just to relive the time."

　　 Qin Yang smiled slightly: "When you were at the Firefly Bar, did you always sit at table 35?"

　　 Zhuang Mengdie picked up the wine glass and touched Qin Yang: "You are such a careful person, you can guess that."

　　 Having said that, Qin Yang casually talked about the guess in his heart: "The friend you are talking about should be the brother Ming in your mouth, should it be your lover?"

　　 Zhuang Mengdie blinked, and chuckled, "I can't hide anything from you."

　　 Qin Yang smiled: "It's easy to guess, presumably this is also where you often come for supper."

"Yes."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie looked a little confused, turned his head to look at the surface of the river, sighed softly, and said nothing.

　　 Although Qin Yang is not the kind of gossip who loves to spy on the secrets of others, he still has a question, but he still cannot help asking: "Are you not together now?"

"Ok."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie stared at Da Jiang and did not answer. He replied with a soft nasal voice. After two seconds of silence, he said, "He died in a car accident."

　　 Qin Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then apologized: "I'm sorry."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie blinked, turned his head, smiled and said: "You don't need to apologize, you are so smart, maybe you have already guessed it in your heart."

　　 Qin Yang touched his nose: "I originally thought you were breaking up, and you are on separate sides..."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie's eyes showed two points of sorrow: "Yes, he is still very young. Breaking up is more acceptable than death."

　　 Qin Yang didn't know how to comfort her for a while, only raised his glass to touch her.

　　 Perhaps, drinking is the best comfort at this time.

　　 Zhuang Mengdie drank it and showed a two-point smile on his face: "Don't talk about the past, don't spoil the atmosphere of drinking."

　　 Qin Yang smiled, picked up the bottle and poured her beer.

Many speculations in 　　 have now been confirmed, although there are still some doubts, such as moonlight, such as Mojito, but those are not important.

　　 "Here, Miss Zhuang, spicy snails."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie's eyes lit up, and her expression was a little cheerful: "It's been a long time since I had eaten the spicy snails that the boss is good at."

　　 "Hehe, Miss Zhuang, do you have any regression in my craft."

　　 "Okay."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie didn't wear plastic gloves, so he directly clamped the screws into the bowl with chopsticks, and then easily picked and folded the toothpick in his left hand, and picked out the snail meat, but the internal organs were left in the shell.

　　 put the snail meat into his mouth with a toothpick, Zhuang Mengdie took two bites: "Well, it still tastes that way, delicious!"

　　 The boss was also very happy when he heard Zhuang Mengdie's praise: "That's good, you eat slowly, and I will cook other dishes."

After the boss left, Zhuang Mengdie once again clamped a screw, then picked out the meat inside, and put it in the bowl in front of Qin Yang. His eyes were bright, and he seemed to have a little expectation: "Try it, really It's delicious."

　　 Qin Yang glanced at the toothpick and smiled slightly: "Okay."

　　 Qin Yang picked up the chopsticks, put the snail meat into his mouth, and took two bites: "Well, it's hot and spicy, it's delicious, it's really delicious!"

　　 Zhuang Mengdie’s eyes suddenly bend two points: "I didn't lie to you, I said this is delicious."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's really delicious, no wonder you came so far..."

Zhuang Mengdie watched Qin Yang reach for the toothpick and smiled: "I'll pick it for you. You don't need dirty hands. I'm very proficient in picking screws. I can pick a large plate of screws in just a few minutes. After eating, um, treat it as my reward for saving me."

　　 Qin Yang heard her say this, retracted his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, there are ready-made food, then I will be lazy."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie smiled and picked up the snail meat, constantly putting it in Qin Yang's bowl, occasionally drinking two glasses of beer with Qin Yang.

Zhuang Mengdie’s drink volume is not bad, and every toast is a full glass. During the boss’s period, he served three more dishes, cold crucian carp, green pepper corn and spicy sausage. The taste is very good, spicy and spicy, and beer is also very good. Quickly be wiped out.

Zhuang Mengdie put the last piece of snail meat into his mouth, and sucked on the toothpick with some meaning, and found that Qin Yang was staring at the toothpick in her hand. He suddenly realized that he kept picking Qin Yang for snail meat, but occasionally Isn’t it a bit of contact in disguise?

Zhuang Mengdie's face was flushed for a moment. She returned to the old place, and many movements were subconscious. She and Brother Ming used to be here before, and it was the same way. Brother Ming never picked snail meat, she fed him while eating. .

　　 It is naturally inappropriate to feed Qin Yang, so she always puts it in his bowl, but ignores that it is a shared toothpick...

She remembered Qin Yang’s gaze before, and she was a little bit shy. I’m afraid Qin Yang discovered this problem before, but it’s not easy to mention it, so she pretends to be ignorant~lightnovelpub.net~ Fortunately, it was just put in the Qinyang bowl. Here, it's not too much...

　　 Naturally, this matter cannot be said clearly, otherwise everyone will be embarrassed. Zhuang Mengdie put down his toothpick and whispered: "It's so spicy, so spicy, drink."

　　 After a glass of wine, the slightly embarrassing atmosphere was masked, and Zhuang Mengdie moved away from the subject.

　　 You have one bottle and I have one bottle, and I drank a box of beer. Several dishes were wiped out by the two, and both of them ate very comfortably.

　　 Zhuang Mengdie picked up the tissue and wiped his mouth, with a satisfied expression: "It's been a long time since I have eaten so happy, Qin Yang, thank you for coming with me for supper."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's you who invited me to dinner. If you want to thank you, I should also thank you."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie said seriously: "The help you gave me the night before is very important to me. It cannot be made up for by a meal..."

　　 Qin Yang blinked his eyes and smiled: "There is nothing in this world that can't be solved by one meal. If there is, then two meals!"

Zhuang Mengdie was amused by Qin Yang's words, and said with a smile: "Okay, one meal is not enough, then come again, leave a phone call, I can find you for supper in the future, I am not good to come in the middle of the night. Here."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and exchanged phone numbers with Zhuang Mengdie.

　　 Qin Yang raised his wrist, looked at the time, smiled and said, "It's getting late, let's go back."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie gave a hum, checked out, stood up and walked a few steps, reached out and pressed his temple: "I seem to be a little dizzy, or if the car is lost here, let's take a taxi and go."

　　 Qin Yang smiled: "I'm fine, let me drive."

　　PS:

　　Drinking and driving is something in the novel. I hope that in real life, all my friends will "don’t drive after drinking, drive without drinking" and cherish life!