Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 165: There is no tall building that will not collapse!

"One is Langyuan Xianpa, and the other is flawless jade.

If you say there is no romance, I will meet him again in this life;

If you say there is romance, how can your mind become frustrated?

One is in vain, the other is careless..."

The open-air KTV is a particularly simple device compared to later generations. There are a lot of noise in the surround sound. A barbecue grill is erected in front of it.

Xu Fugui is roasting lamb, he is not particularly good at cooking, roasting whole lamb seems to be the only thing he can know.

The fat of mutton dripped out continuously, making a "sizzling" sound, and even the scent of mutton began to diffuse gradually.

There was a woman sitting beside Xu Fugui. The woman was dressed in a cheongsam. She was exquisitely graceful. She didn't use pink or white clothes, but she was pretty and moving. Her every move was youthful and charming.

Xu Fugui thinks she is very good-looking. Of course, this good-looking is only from the perspective of men's pure appreciation of women, because this woman is the target of his good friends, and Xu Fugui has a wife and even children. Go to elementary school.

A song of "Vaning Eyebrows" sings melodiously, without too many gorgeous singing skills, but the song carries the kind of thoughtful thinking in "Dream of Red Mansions". This song is for most people. It's not that good to say, but the key is actually whether the singer can integrate into that emotion and whether he can add his own perception of "A Dream of Red Mansions" into it.

Obviously, this is not a problem for Su Yuhang. The man's skills in this area are indeed beyond doubt. At this time, he was singing a song while secretly giving Qiubo to Liu Mengyu sitting over there.

Xu Fugui picked up the knife and stroked the mutton back and forth, sighing in his heart that it was a restless night, and his old friend who was so suspicious that he could hold a paper fan and vomit blood on it at any time almost changed. Become a gorilla in courtship and estrus.

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

At the end of the song, Xu Fugui was roasting the lamb, but Liu Mengyu remained motionless, no one applauded, no one cheered, a little embarrassed.

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

"Rich, is the lamb cooked?"

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

"Hmm."

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

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

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

A woman who can behave as charming as she eats is almost equal to the level of a beauty.

Xu Fugui smiled and continued to cut the lamb.

In the air,

The scent of heat and cumin permeates, which is a bit choking.

Su Yuhang leaned in front of Liu Mengyu like a little boy and asked for warmth, but Liu Mengyu remained unmoved.

Xu Fugui feels that he can't stand it anymore, he feels that he should do something to purify the atmosphere,

He put down the dinner plate,

I picked up the microphone,

Choose a song,

A short while,

Su Yuhang who was chatting with Liu Mengyu about Danqing was stunned.

The sonorous and passionate rhythm of "The March of the Volunteers" rushed all his preparations and efforts tonight into an exaggerated bubble...

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The simple party was over, and Liu Mengyu left. She remained indifferent from beginning to end. Even in the face of Su Yuhang's almost unconcealed pursuit, she was still indifferent.

Su Yuhang and Xu Fugui were both holding a bottle of Coke in their hands. They were drinking and walking along the street. Su Yuhang chattered about how well Liu Mengyu was and how he felt about it. Xu Fugui was there. Listening next to me, nodding from time to time.

Long time,

Su Yuhang became quiet,

Xu Fugui has always been quiet;

Walking again, Su Yuhang suddenly stopped and pointed to an apartment across the road, "Take you to meet someone."

"Who do you see?" Xu Fugui asked.

"One person."

"Ordinary people?"

"A...scientist."

Xu Fugui still nodded. When he was with this old friend, the thing he did most seemed to be nodding.

Pushing aside the railings and walking in, the other party lives on the first floor, but Xu Fugui noticed that this should be just a temporary foothold for the other party, or more like an inn.

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

Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" is playing in the room. An old butler is making coffee, and seems to have guessed the time of the visit.

A young man is sitting on a wicker chair, looking at it with a book in his hand. He is so fascinated that he doesn't even notice the guests coming in.

"Master, the guests are here." The old butler said as he brought the coffee.

"Oh."

The young man closed the book and did not apologize for neglecting the guests. He still went his own way. Xu Fugui noticed that Su Yuhang was familiar with this young man but he sat on the sofa and served coffee. Xu Fugui also noticed that the young man was holding a novel about a murder case in a secret room, which was recently published by a British detective novelist. The other party read the original English version. After all, this has not been translated in China.

"Please sit down."

The youth said to Xu Fugui.

Xu Fugui nodded and sat down.

Everyone picked up their own coffee. The young people drank it in a hurry. Su Yuhang was drinking it too. Suddenly Xu Fugui felt that he had no appetite.

This cup of coffee was too greasy, reminding him of the fat that came out of the sheep when he had just roasted the sheep, and also of the corpses of a group of listeners in a certain story world after they were killed by the group. Corpse oil that flows out slowly under special circumstances.

"I heard that Su Yuhang often mentioned you, Xu Fugui, I am very happy to meet you here."

The young man opened the chatterbox, but he still had his coffee, and he didn't mean to stand up and be polite.

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

"Do I need some sugar?" the master asked.

Xu Fugui shook his head, this cup of coffee, even the sugar in a room can't cover the taste.

"His surname is Zhao." Su Yuhang introduced, "A folk scientist has his own laboratory. The medicine I used last time in the story world was made by him."

Xu Fugui nodded again.

"Have you eaten?" Zhao Gongzi asked.

"I have eaten it." Xu Fugui.

"No." Su Yuhang.

Xu Fugui and Su Yuhang looked at each other.

"Hehe." Young Master Zhao directly ordered his housekeeper to prepare, and then said to Xu Fugui, "My friend, if I have the opportunity, I will invite you to visit my laboratory."

"I'm an old man. Even after returning to the city, I have been doing administrative work. I don't really understand science." Xu Fugui refused in disguise.

"My laboratory, I won’t invite ordinary people in, rich and honorable. Although this is our first official meeting, I’m very curious about you. I really hope you can give me a chance to I will satisfy this curiosity.

You know, curiosity can kill a cat. "

"Sorry." Xu Fugui refused again.

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

This was a cold friendship between the host and the guest. Xu Fugui got up to say goodbye before the steak came up. Su Yuhang, who wanted to stay and eat more, could only get up and leave with Xu Fugui.

Night streets,

The dim street light,

Two figures walking side by side are elongated,

And start to stretch longer and longer.

Su Yuhang stretched out, looked at Xu Fugui, who was a little depressed, smiled, and said, "What's the matter? Blame me for wasting your time?"

"My time is not precious." Xu Fugui shook his head. He was a little sad, "How long have you known him?"

"It's almost half a year." Su Yuhang settled, "I will provide him with some research materials, and he will give me feedback on the research results."

Xu Fugui nodded again~IndoMTL.com~ and stopped talking.

Su Yuhang stopped, and Xu Fugui took a few 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, what good things I have, I also hope to share with you, you know, a person always feels lonely on a night road, so I hope you can walk with me.

At least, in this world, besides you, I can't find a second person who walks that path with me. "

Su Yuhang spoke very sincerely.

Xu Fugui raised his head in a daze, as if hesitating or thinking, and finally said helplessly: "Hehe, I can't go, you know, I'm afraid of the dark."

After hearing this, Su Yuhang's face showed a lonely color. This kind of low mood rarely appears in this man who has always been motivated.

"Will we continue to be good friends in the future?"

"Yes, didn't I say before, when you chase Liu Mengyu and give birth to a child, I will be a godfather for him."

"Young Master Zhao is actually very optimistic about you." Su Yuhang pursed his lips, this is the most implied he can say.

"Life and death have fate and wealth in the sky, didn't Emperor Shi and Alexander also collapsed, then, what can't collapse?" Xu Fugui knelt down on the ground, poking his fingers on the asphalt road:" There is no banquet that never stays, no tall building that never collapses."

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

There is no eternal friendship.

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This plot will be written in a combination of flashbacks and normal narratives. At the end, it will be merged into a "one". Incidentally, it can be regarded as filling a hole for the old wealthy and Su Yuhang.