I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 347 Eating hot pot

It was Friday night, the wind was cold and there were fewer pedestrians on the streets, but many more customers in the square.

The Haidilao that Xia Qingdai ordered was located in a square three kilometers away from Jiangda University.

It would be a waste to take a taxi, and it would be too much trouble to walk. It would be inconvenient for her to ride a balance bike to go home after dinner, so Xia Qingdai decisively chose to swipe a shared electric bike outside the east gate.

There is a saying that goes "There is no coincidence in the world." Just when Xia Qingdai walked to the shared electric vehicle parking space and was about to scan the code, a low voice sounded beside her.

"Hello."

When Xia Qingdai heard the voice, she looked up and saw Du Zhong, who was as handsome as a jade tree standing in the wind.

"Hello, what a coincidence." Xia Qingdai smiled.

Du Zhong nodded, still as casual as ever. He wore a black down jacket with a black cashmere sweater underneath and dark jeans. The only thing that made him look a little fashionable was the earplugs in his ears and the pair of British-style leather boots on his feet.

His hairstyle was also casual and messy, with soft bangs on his forehead, which softened his cold temperament.

The whole person gives people the feeling of being independent and solitary pine, neither unkempt nor dressed up, just naturally handsome.

A line of poetry suddenly popped up in Xia Qingdai's mind: The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

In her aesthetic, Du Zhong's appearance is unique and belongs to the cool type. Only her villain Owen can compete with him, and their eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar.

Of course, no matter how handsome Du Zhong is, Xia Qingdai will not be fascinated by him. There are few ugly people around her, and she is almost immune to handsome guys.

Compared with his appearance, she appreciates Du Zhong's professional level more.

The two rode a shared bicycle together, without saying a word along the way, and arrived at the commercial plaza one after the other.

Since we made an appointment in advance, we can eat in without queuing.

"Brother Du, can you eat spicy food?"

"No."

There are many people in Chaoge Village who eat mountain products, but very few people can eat spicy food.

"Then let's order the four-square grid. None of them should be spicy, and we can add mushrooms." Xia Qingdai made the decision immediately, took out her mobile phone to scan the code and asked Du Zhong to place the order.

Du Zhong didn't hesitate and started clicking.

The pot base arrived and the dishes came up too.

The two of them occasionally chatted about food and some topics about medical school. Most of the time, they were busy eating and were not keen on chatting.

"Do you look like your father or your mother?" Du Zhong suddenly asked a strange question while eating.

Xia Qingdai was a little confused because Du Zhong didn't seem like the type of person who would chat about such topics.

But since he asked, Xia Qingdai answered anyway: "I don't know, maybe they are a little bit alike."

As a courtesy, she immediately asked back, "Brother Du, what about you?"

Du Zhong said casually: "I don't know, I have never met my parents."

"Ah!" The octopus ball that Xia Qingdai had just stuffed into her mouth almost fell out.

Did Du Zhong lose his parents like herself? But at least she knew what her parents looked like because there were many photos of them at home. Her brother kept them all.

After she swallowed the food in her mouth, she asked again, "You haven't even seen photos?" "No." Du Zhong lowered his eyes and said, "My father died a long time ago, and my mother abandoned me and remarried. I lived in a mountain village with my grandparents since I was a child. It was relatively backward and there were few electronic devices. I have never seen photos of my parents."

After hearing this, Xia Qingdai felt a little sympathy for the other person. How could this person be more miserable than herself? At least she still had a brother!

As for grandparents…it’s better not to have them.

She raised her Coke and said, "Alas, we are both wanderers in this world, so why should we know each other when we meet? Senior Brother Du, I toast to you!"

"Are we both wanderers in this world? How come you haven't seen your parents either?" Du Zhong looked up at Xia Qingdai, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

Xia Qingdai took a breath and said in a relaxed tone: "I have never seen my mother. Maybe I saw her when I was very young, but I don't remember. And my father also passed away very early, so my memories of him are also very vague."

"Sorry." Du Zhong clinked glasses with Xia Qingdai, took a sip and said apologetically, "I shouldn't have brought up this topic."

"It's okay, you are the same."

Xia Qingdai usually doesn't talk about her family situation with classmates or friends. The reason she told Du Zhong was because the other party was very frank.

Tian Zhenxia didn’t know that Du Zhong had only said half of the words.

The so-called parents he frankly revealed were just his adoptive parents, and he himself didn't know who his real biological parents were. And he would probably never tell anyone about his background.

The reason why he took a roundabout way and used his own family situation to bring up the issue of Xia Qingdai's parents was simply because he wanted to know the news about the woman he saw in the mirage when he was a child.

Based on Xia Qingdai's age, Du Zhong reasonably speculated that the person he saw in the fantasy when he was a child might be her mother.

But Xia Qingdai said that she had never seen her mother. Her pitiful look made it impossible for him to suggest seeing her family photo.

Never mind, there will always be a more suitable opportunity.

After the two talked about their parents, it was as if they had shared a secret with each other. Although they still didn't talk much as at the beginning, their relationship seemed to have suddenly become closer.

"Senior Brother Du, have you always been so quiet? Are we friends now?" After eating and drinking, Xia Qingdai asked with emotion.

Du Zhong was very puzzled by the girl's train of thought. How could they go out to eat together if they were not friends?

It’s not like he has no place to eat.

Although he complained a few words in his heart, Du Zhong still answered her question politely: "Of course it counts."

After a pause, he explained, "My hearing is too developed, and there are too many sounds in my ears, so I don't like to talk."

"Oh, I can understand." Xia Qingdai nodded. She could really understand a little bit because her hearing was better than that of ordinary people.

When she sleeps in the dormitory at night, she can hear not only the breathing of her roommates, but also the grinding of teeth in the next dormitory.

Fortunately, she has always fallen asleep quickly and has developed an automatic immunity to noise, so even though her hearing has improved after evolution, she doesn't feel any pain.

"You have dark circles under your eyes. Is it because you couldn't sleep because of all the noises at night?"

Du Zhong smiled bitterly: "Yeah."

Although Xia Qingdai understood, she really didn't have any good suggestions to offer. Falling asleep in seconds is also a natural skill, which is difficult for ordinary people to possess.

Apart from persuading him to be patient, it seems that the only thing we can do is to be patient.

After finishing the hotpot, both parties took off their coats, but the amazing thing was that neither of them was sweating, as they both had the same physique that did not sweat easily.