I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The pork belly was steamed on the baking tray until it sizzled and dripped with oil.

There was a 1.25-liter bottle of Coca-Cola on the table.

That's right.

It's not beer, not rice wine, not red wine, and certainly not baijiu (Chinese white liquor).

Although he kept saying that after dinner he would go to a hotel to continue chatting about life, literature and ideals, it was precisely because of this frankness that Mr. Jiang proved his honesty.

To book a room, it has to be consensual.

He would never use alcohol to cheat or swindle someone.

"The portion of meat is quite generous. The owner is very honest. No wonder the business is so good."

He had just asked the waiter if the restaurant was newly opened, but the waiter told him no, it had been open for two years.

Ok.

I feel quite disoriented.

It's not that the store is too new, but that they've been gone for too long.

"You ordered too much."

Even though they didn't promise to go to a hotel after the meal, Boss Jiang wasn't stingy. He ordered meat skewers in groups of ten, and the basket next to him was piled high with vegetables. Given the substantial weight of each skewer, the two of them definitely couldn't finish it.

With the help of the Taoist nun, she might be able to handle it.

After all, the ability to eat is one of the most outstanding talents of this beautiful Daoist nun.

"We can take the leftovers home as a late-night snack for Liuli," Boss Jiang said casually.

"Aren't we going to book a hotel room?"

Li Shurui held her chopsticks and looked up at him.

Mr. Jiang chuckled and picked up the whole skewer of meat, tearing it apart with his mouth. "I doubt you can book a hotel nearby now."

"That's a problem."

Hotels near schools are usually in high demand. Li Shurui elegantly picked up a slice of potato and put it in her mouth. "Why don't you put your mind to it?"

"Teasing a man can be quite dangerous."

Li Shurui remained unmoved, lowering her head to eat. "Let me think about it."

Mr. Jiang still fell for the trap. After a moment's thought, he quickly came up with a plan: "There's a small park nearby where parking is free."

As expected of an outstanding alumnus of Tunghai University, he has an excellent understanding of the terrain and environment surrounding his alma mater.

What if the traffic police pull us over?

Mr. Jiang scoffed, "What time is it? The traffic police have already gone off duty."

He saw through the other person's flirting and abandoned his illusions, saying, "Fine, you can transfer the money to me when you pay the bill later."

"Can't you be less materialistic? Can't you have even a little bit of manners?"

"I'll round it down for you, is that alright?"

Mr. Jiang is indeed very classy.

Li Shurui put down her chopsticks and sighed softly, "How about this, we won't go to the park, let's go to the music room at the art academy, I'll play the piano for you, is that alright?"

Tsk.

This is called paying off debts by performing arts.

elegant.

It is really elegant.

Mr. Jiang pondered for a moment, then frowned slightly. "It's so late, is it still possible to get into the art academy?"

“I know a gap that I can squeeze through. It’s safer than the small park, and I won’t get caught.”

Mr. Jiang seemed somewhat tempted, hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly, "We have to dance again."

"No."

Li Shurui's expression immediately turned serious. "Then it will cost more."

Boss Jiang couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing again. He shook his head, sighed, and picked up the bell pepper and beef skewers. "You win."

"Are you going or not?"

Mr. Jiang continued to shake his head, "I dare not. If I get caught, I will be too ashamed to face anyone."

"Don't worry, it's very safe."

"I do not believe."

"How boring."

Boss Jiang remained unmoved and unswayed. As a gay man, one must always understand that words can be dangerous, and safety is always the top priority!

"Hi~" A greeting suddenly came from outside.

And it was a very clear female voice.

Li Shurui turned her head and saw a girl standing at their table.

A light apricot turtleneck sweater fits snugly, layered under a short, loose-fitting oatmeal-colored wool coat, the cuffs slightly rolled up to reveal slender wrists. The outfit is completed with dark brown corduroy straight-leg trousers, the cuffs casually bunched up on off-white fleece-lined Birkenstocks. A plaid wool scarf draped around the neck, the plaid pattern subtly incorporating caramel and light gray lines…

correct.

He was still holding a condiment dish in his hand.

This is more in line with the feeling of winter.

She's much more normal than the girls in black stockings and bodycon skirts at that table.

only.

Who is she greeting?
Li Shurui was certain that she did not know the other person, so the answer was obvious.

There is no third person at this table.

"Who then?"

It was indeed aimed at Boss Jiang, and Boss Jiang remembered the other party, but seemed to have forgotten their name, looking as if he were deep in thought, "The theory of clouds..."

The girl, sporting a fringe that's rarely seen these days, smiled slightly and understandingly replied, "Enel."

Setting down the can of soda he was holding, Jiang Chen nodded as if waking from a dream, a broad smile on his face. "Yes, Enel. What a coincidence?"

"Yes, it startled me."

Despite saying that, the bookish girl showed no signs of surprise or shock, just like when they unexpectedly met on the library rooftop.

Some people are born with a calm and accepting attitude, able to calmly accept all the arrangements of fate.

"Want to have some barbecue?"

"Yes, with my classmates."

Jiang Chen followed her gaze and saw several male and female students sitting at a table more than 20 meters away.

He nodded and looked at his girlfriend. "Let me introduce you. This is... Enel."

"Enel from One Piece?"

Li Shurui asked.

"Yeah, you watch One Piece too, senior?"

The girl was very talkative. Although it was only our second meeting tonight, she was as cheerful and lively as the first time we met.

"you know me?"

Li Shurui gave a half-smile.

"I know her, Senior Li Shurui, she was the most beautiful girl in the School of Arts back then."

"Wow, you're quite the know-it-all."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"No, that's not it. Since I'm studying at the University of Tokyo, I definitely need to learn about the people in the Hall of Fame."

Li Shurui's smile widened. She put down her chopsticks, stood up, and solemnly extended her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Enel."

"Your senior is really pretty."

The two hands clasped together in a friendly gesture.

"I won't bother you any longer, I'm going to prepare the seasoning."

Enel shook the dish in his hand.

"Ah."

Mr. Jiang nodded with a smile.

The brief encounter was quickly followed by a parting. Enel walked past and headed towards the condiment area. Even though she should have been well aware of the social status of these two senior students, she showed no intention of currying favor with them.

Li Shurui sat down again.

"A very interesting girl, right?"

"How did we meet?"

“Once when I went back to Dongda University, the same time that President Lu caught me and made me pay up, I ran into her. I was even wearing a mask, thinking no one would recognize me. At the time, she was holding a book called ‘The Theory of Clouds’ that probably no literature major would read, so I chatted with her for a bit. And when I left, do you know what she said to me?”

"what?"

Jiang Chen smiled unconsciously. "She said: Goodbye, Senior Jiang."

Li Shurui turned her gaze to the seasoning area.

"Enel, a nice name." (End of Chapter)