Chapter 10 Chapter 10

Song Ran lowered her head and wiped her fingers with a towel, very seriously and forcefully, as if there was something dirty on her hands that she urgently needed to wipe off.

Chen Bei handed Li Zan the flat menu: "Do you want to add some food? See what else you want to eat?"

He glanced at it and was a little careless and said, "Let's do it first, if it's not enough, add it."

"All right."

Song Ran drooped her eyelids from beginning to end, and wiped her hands over and over again.

The colleagues at the table are very interested in Li Zan, both men and women. It is difficult for a soldier like him not to become the focus.

Xiaochun took the lead in asking: "I heard from Chen Bei, are you a soldier?"

"Um."

"When did you start joining the army?" Xiaoqiu asked.

Li Zan said: "Eighteen."

"How long have you been in the army?" asked a male colleague.

"Early five years."

Xiao Xia asked: "Is there anyone like you in your team who wants to be single..."

"Oh!" Chen Bei interrupted with a smile, "What are you doing one by one? Those who know you are having an occupational disease, and those who don't know think they are checking their household registration."

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, we swear together: "Tsk tsk tsk, protect me so hard."

Li Zan did not answer for a moment, turned his head to look at Chen Bei with a silence, his expression not very clear.

Chen Bei just smiled at him.

Song Ran's heart was cold as she heard the table's cheers and laughter, and the hot towel in her hand was already cold. She thought that she must be sitting too close to the air conditioner, so she always felt the cold wind in her heart.

Li Zan didn't say anything, and the table was quiet for a few seconds. Then he got up and said he would go to the bathroom.

After he left, Chen Bei looked at everyone and said angrily: "Don't gossip so much!"

Having said that, the table became lively again, Xiaoxia asked, "Hey, how did you meet?"

Chen Bei smiled twice and said, "My father went to a meeting once, and there was a very high-level meeting. He happened to be responsible for explosion-proof inspections. My father's secretary was a little arrogant at the time and refused to check the box for him. He even used my father's official title to suppress him. Anyway, he was a little arrogant."

"What?" Everyone was very curious.

"He said, 'The one who can suppress me is military law, you are not qualified yet.' The secretary was so angry that he wanted to touch him, but he 'accidentally' twisted the secretary's hand and dislocated it. My father was very impressed by him. He took a look at him at first sight and wanted to introduce it to me. After asking for a long time, he finally asked his instructor to arrange it. Isn't it cool?"

"So romantic." Xiaochun said, "Your dad can like it, he must be very good."

"Yes. I heard from their instructor that he had made several contributions. At that time, my father's secretary wanted to go to the team to sue him, but he was disappointed. He was very respected."

A male colleague interrupted: "It is difficult to cultivate bomb disposal talents. Those who need talent must be protected by treasures. Besides, military and political affairs are two systems. If the secretary relies on his power to put pressure on him, he will hit the wrong door."

"But I feel your boyfriend is so quiet and doesn't talk much."

"It's not you, a bunch of questions. He looks gentle and is actually very arrogant. He doesn't like others to make trouble with him. You guys will ask less questions later, I'll ask."

"Tsk tsk tsk," everyone was sorry for her, "You can protect yourself like this, and you will be today."

Chen Bei giggled.

Song Ran was a little unfamiliar with the person she mentioned, as if she had never seen him before.

Song Ran's nose was so sour that she could hardly hold on. She twisted her head and got up to get the sauce outside.

She quickly walked through the corridor and around the corner. She looked up and saw Li Zan, which scared the mist in her eyes evaporated instantly.

Li Zan leaned against the wall of the corridor and sent a text message, frowned slightly, and his expression was not very good; her sudden appearance also surprised him, his face relaxed a little, and his dark and bright eyes looked at her quietly, but he had no intention of talking to her.

Song Ran had nothing to say to him, and lowered his head and walked past him.

She walked to the small table and was stunned for a while before taking the plate and mixing dipping sauce.

She added fermented bean curd garlic paste and chili pepper and sesame oil, and wanted to add some vinegar, but the brand of vinegar and soy sauce was not posted. Just as she was distinguishing, a low voice came from beside her: "This is vinegar, this is soy sauce."

His hand reached out and pointed twice.

"Oh, thank you." She only dared to look up quickly at him, but didn't even see his face clearly.

He walked around her, and she was like a ray of light on her back, unable to stay for a moment, and was about to leave, thinking of something, and looked at the direction of the private room like a thief, then looked back at him, and said, "The rope is returned to you."

Li Zan was putting peppers into the plate and turned his head over unexpectedly.

The hall was dimly lit, and the lights on the cooking table reflected on his face, giving people a soft illusion.

He smiled suddenly, took the rope and stuffed it into his jeans pocket, and said, "I was in urgent attendance that day and the note was lost."

Song Ran said: "I lost your paper, so I haven't called me. Sorry."

"It's okay." He said, and continued to add some materials.

He wore a white T-shirt and jeans today, and took off his toughness when he was in a military uniform, looking clean and close.

But that was probably her self-hypnotic fantasy. It has always been like this.

Song Ran didn't look much, and when she walked back to the box, the corners of her mouth almost collapsed. She wanted to go home, but she couldn't stay for a second.

She ate that meal very seriously and ate hot pot throughout the whole process, as if she had never eaten it before.

Shen Bei did not mention Li Zan anymore, and everyone was no longer gossiping. However, the chat on the table would occasionally fall on him unconsciously. The male colleague Xiao Zhao was very curious about his profession and asked: "Is it difficult to learn to dispose of bombs?"

Li Zan said: "It is easy to get started, but it is difficult to get deeper."

Xiaochun: "But I feel that there are very few explosions in real life. What do you mainly do in your daily work?"

Xiao Zhao interrupted and said, "You don't know this. There are still things in life, but most of them are kept secret and not announced."

Song Ran did not participate in the chat, so she lowered her head and grabbed a piece of raw bitter melon and stuffed it into her mouth.

Shen Bei asked: "Huh? Who owns this abalone? Who hasn't eaten it yet?"

The abalone was ordered by number of people. At this moment, there were only one left on the large plate of abalone. Everyone had eaten it.

Xiaoqiu said: "Ranran, you didn't eat it?"

"Ah?" Song Ran raised her head and glanced, "Oh."

Shen Bei turned the big abalone to her: "Ran Ran."

Song Ran picked it up and threw it into her small pot: "Thank you." She smiled at Shen Bei, and saw Li Zan sitting next to her, eating the dishes quietly. Maybe it was so spicy that his face was a little red.

She didn't look at him more than a second, as if it was a sin.

She had never eaten such a big and fresh abalone, but it was tasteless to put it in her mouth. After all, it was not something she bought by herself.

The dishes on the turntable soon came to an end. Shen Bei picked up the menu again and handed them to Li Zan, asking, "Do you want to add some more?"

Li Zan said: "No need."

"Don't be polite, I'll treat you today."

"Is that true?"

"Yes, I was the outstanding reporter of Liangcheng Satellite TV in the first half of the year. I gave a bonus. Am I awesome?" Chen Bei's voice was sweet, and she tilted her head to ask for praise.

He said "yes".

Song Ran pinched the chopsticks and her nails turned white. She never thought that the four words "excellent reporter" would hurt her like this at this moment, and she almost burst into tears.

Fortunately, no one added food in the end, and the meal was finally finished and the couple broke up.

Everyone gathered at the door to say goodbye. Li Zan saw Song Ran through the figure. The two of them met accidentally. He looked at her quietly for a second and smiled at her.

Song Ran returned him a standard smile. Her eyes were shining, with gentleness, kindness, and happiness in her eyes. She was very happy to know you. She smiled, and a bitter feeling fell from her throat into her heart.

Ah Zan...

Stop laughing at me, really.

She turned her head and her eyes were red.

The colleagues took three cars to leave according to the route.

Those who walked with Song Ran were Xiaoqiu and Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao was a military fan. After talking several times, he didn't expect: "I actually saw the living bomb disposal elite. Alas, why didn't I join the army at the beginning?"

Xiaoqiu said, "Come on, it's just your tinkling short hand. You didn't see how his hand was like, it was like playing the piano."

Song Ran didn't respond. He remembered the moment when he stood beside her and pointed at jealousy, his fingers were slender, well-proportioned, and his joints were clear.

After sending Xiao Zhao home, there were only two people left in the car. Xiao Qiu couldn't help but sigh and said, "Life is really unfair. Some people... everything belongs to her."

She didn't say it clearly. Song Ran's heart was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe. She opened the window to breathe. The night wind in at the end of July was still stuffy.

When she returned to Qingzhi Lane, she was exhausted. She was so tired that she was so tired that she had no strength.

When I pushed the door open and walked into the yard, the moonlight spread all over the floor. Honeysuckle radiated a light fragrance in the night.

There was no trace of wind. The moonlight was mottled on the cobbled path, and a dazzling white reflected over it. It turned out to be the note she had been looking for for a long time.

Li Zan's phone number is written on it.

She was sad and painful, and she stomped her feet and crushed the paper into the soil. She put in a harsh effort, and the note was quickly crushed and merged into the mud.
To be continued...