Chapter 985 There Is No Tall Building that Cannot Collapse!

"One is the Immortal Flower of Langyuan, and the other is the Immaculate Jade.

If there is no chance of romance, I will meet him again in this life;

If there is a romance, how can the mind end up emptying out?

One is complaining in vain, the other is worrying in vain..."

The open-air KTV was a very simple facility compared to later generations. There was a lot of noise in the surround sound system. In front of it, a barbecue grill was erected.

Xu Fugui is roasting sheep. He is not particularly good at cooking. Roasting whole sheep seems to be the only thing he can do well.

The fat of the mutton kept dripping out, making a "sizzling" sound, and the aroma of mutton gradually began to permeate the air.

Sitting next to Xu Fugui was a woman. The woman was dressed in a cheongsam. She was extremely elegant. She did not wear makeup, but she was pretty and charming. Every move she made carried an aura of youth and charm.

Xu Fugui thinks she is very good-looking. Of course, this good-lookingness only comes from the perspective of a man's pure appreciation of women, because this woman is the target of his good friend, and Xu Fugui himself has a wife, and even his children are already in elementary school. .

The song "Wu Ning Mei" is sung melodiously, without too many gorgeous singing skills, but the singing has the kind of endless thoughts in "A Dream of Red Mansions". For most people, this song is a talkative song. It may not sound very good, but the key lies in whether the singer can integrate into that emotion and whether he can add his own perception of "Dream of Red Mansions" to it.

Obviously, this is not a problem for Su Yuhang. There is no doubt about this man's skills in this area. At this time, he was singing and making secret glances at Liu Mengyu who was sitting over there.

Xu Fugui picked up the knife and scratched the mutton back and forth, sighing in his heart that it was a restless night. His old friend, who was originally so suave and wanted to take a paper fan and vomit blood on it at any time, almost turned into a Courting a gorilla in heat.

Love can make people blind, especially in this environment and background of identity. Perhaps this is what Su Yuhang is pursuing. What he wants is not only love, but also belongs to the literati. That kind of literary youth.

At the end of the song, Xu Fugui was roasting the sheep, but Liu Mengyu remained motionless. No one applauded or cheered, which was a bit embarrassing.

But Su Yuhang was still very narcissistic, applauded himself, and then walked down.

"Fugui, is the mutton roasted?"

"It's almost ready, ready to eat."

"Um."

Su Yuhang cut a piece of meat himself, put it on a plate and handed it to Liu Mengyu.

"Mengyu, this is the tenderest and most delicious part of the lamb. Try it quickly. Fugui can't cook other dishes, but this roasted whole lamb is what I have to admire."

Liu Mengyu nodded, took the plate, opened her red lips lightly, and chewed slowly.

A woman who can act very charming when eating is almost equal to the level of beauty and disaster.

Xu Fugui just smiled and continued cutting the mutton.

in the air,

It is filled with the scent of estrus and cumin, which is a bit choking.

Su Yuhang leaned in front of Liu Mengyu like a little boy to ask for help, but Liu Mengyu remained unmoved.

Xu Fugui felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He felt that he should do something to purify the atmosphere.

He put down his plate,

Picked up the microphone,

I chose a song,

A few moments,

Su Yuhang, who was chatting with Liu Mengyu about painting, was stunned.

The sonorous and passionate rhythm of "March of the Volunteers" washed away all his preparation and efforts tonight into an exaggerated bubble...

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After the simple gathering ended, Liu Mengyu left. She remained indifferent from the beginning to the end. Even in the face of Su Yuhang's almost unabashed pursuit, she remained indifferent.

Su Yuhang and Xu Fugui each held a bottle of Coke in their hands, drinking and walking along the street. Su Yuhang kept talking about how good Liu Mengyu was and how he felt. Xu Fugui was listening next to him. , nodding from time to time.

a long time,

Su Yuhang calmed down,

Xu Fugui has always been quiet;

As they continued walking, Su Yuhang suddenly stopped, pointed to an apartment across the street and said, "I'll take you to meet someone."

"Who are you meeting?" Xu Fugui asked.

"one person."

"Ordinary people?"

"A...scientist."

Xu Fugui still nodded. When he was with this old friend, the most he seemed to do was nod.

Pushing open the railing and walking in, the other party lived on the first floor, but Xu Fugui noticed that this was probably just a temporary place for the other party to stay, or more like an inn.

The door is unlocked, open the door and go straight in.

Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" was playing in the room, and an old butler was making coffee, as if he had guessed the time of the guest's arrival.

A young man was sitting on a wicker chair, holding a book in his hand and reading. He was so fascinated that he didn't seem to even notice the guests coming in.

"Master, the guests have arrived." The old butler said as he brought the coffee.

"oh."

The young man closed the book without any apology for neglecting the guests. He still went his own way. Xu Fugui noticed that Su Yuhang sat directly on the sofa and picked up the coffee as if he was familiar with this young man. Xu Fugui also I noticed that what the young man was holding was a novel about a secret room murder case, which was recently published by a British detective novelist. The other person was reading the original English version, after all, it had not been translated in China.

"Please take a seat."

The young man said to Xu Fugui.

Xu Fugui nodded and sat down.

Everyone picked up their own coffee. The young man drank it leisurely. Su Yuhang was also drinking it, but Xu Fugui suddenly felt a little unappetite.

This cup of coffee was a little too greasy, reminding him of the fat that came out of the lamb when he had just roasted it. At the same time, it also reminded him of the special environment in which a bunch of listeners were killed together in a story world. The corpse oil slowly flowed out from under it.

"I heard Su Yuhang mentioned you often, Xu Fugui. I'm glad to meet you here."

The young man started talking, but he still held the coffee and had no intention of getting up and being polite.

Xu Fugui put down his coffee and rubbed his hands on his legs unnaturally, looking a little embarrassed.

"Do you need some sugar?" the young master asked.

Xu Fugui shook his head. Even if he put a room full of sugar in this cup of coffee, he couldn't cover up the taste.

"His surname is Zhao." Su Yuhang introduced, "a civilian scientist with his own laboratory. He made me the potion I used in the story world last time."

Xu Fugui nodded again.

"Have you eaten yet?" Mr. Zhao asked.

"I've eaten." Xu Fugui.

"No." Su Yuhang.

Xu Fugui and Su Yuhang looked at each other.

"Haha." Mr. Zhao directly ordered his butler to prepare, and then said to Xu Fugui, "My friend, if you have the chance, I will invite you to visit my laboratory."

"I'm just a rough guy. Even after returning to the city, I've been doing administrative work. I really don't know much about science." Xu Fugui refused in disguise.

"My laboratory does not invite ordinary people in. Fugui, although this is our first official meeting, I am very curious about you. I really hope you can give me a chance to satisfy me." Such curiosity.

You know, curiosity can kill the cat. "

"Sorry." Xu Fugui refused again.

Su Yuhang was sitting next to him, still drinking his coffee. Xu Fugui's attitude made him slightly dissatisfied, but at this time, he couldn't say anything.

It was a cold guest-host interaction. Xu Fugui stood up and left before the steak was served. Su Yuhang, who wanted to stay and eat some more, could only get up and leave with Xu Fugui.

dark streets,

dim street lights,

The two figures walking side by side lengthened,

And it started to get longer and longer.

Su Yuhang stretched, looked at Xu Fugui, who was in a low mood, smiled, and said, "What's wrong? Do you blame me for wasting your time?"

"My time is not precious." Xu Fugui shook his head and said melancholy, "How long have you known him?"

"It's been almost half a year." Su Yuhang calculated, "I provided him with some research materials, and he fed back to me the research results."

Xu Fugui nodded again and stopped talking.

Su Yuhang stopped, and Xu Fugui took a few more steps forward before realizing that he also stopped.

Su Yuhang put his hand on Xu Fugui's shoulder and said seriously: "I have always regarded you as my best friend."

"Me too." Xu Fugui said.

"So, if I have any good things, I hope to share them with you. You know, walking alone at night always makes you feel lonely, so I hope you can accompany me.

At least, apart from you, I can't find anyone else in this world who would walk that road with me. "

Su Yuhang said it very sincerely.

Xu Fugui raised his head sadly, as if hesitating or thinking, and finally said helplessly: "Haha, I can't leave. You know, I'm afraid of the dark."

Hearing this, a look of loneliness appeared on Su Yuhang's face. This man who had always been high-spirited rarely showed such a low mood.

"Then will we remain good friends in the future?"

"Yes, didn't I say before that when you catch Liu Mengyu and give birth to a child, I will be his godfather."

"Mr. Zhao is actually very optimistic about you." Su Yuhang pursed his lips. This was the best hint he could give.

"Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Didn't the First Emperor and Alexander also collapse? Then, what can't collapse?" Xu Fugui squatted down on the ground and poked the ground of the asphalt road with his finger: "Nothing will fall apart. For a banquet, there is no tall building that will not collapse.”

There is one more thing Xu Fugui didn’t say,

There is no eternal friendship.

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This plot will be written using a combination of flashbacks and normal narration. In the end, it will be merged into one "one". By the way, it can also be regarded as filling a hole for Lao Fugui and Su Yuhang.