"Yes, I don't have any... hobbies, and I didn't want to go to college anymore," Duan Feifan said, "My uncle won't let me."

"Your uncle is right," said Mr. Jiang, "You still have to go to school."

Duan Feifan admires Mr. Jiang’s double-standard behavior very much.

"You have to learn something else in management, if you are in my company..." Mr. Jiang looked regretful, "Then..."

"It's still...nothing." Duan Feifan said.

"Hmm?" Mr. Jiang was stunned, "So direct?"

"No, Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifan smiled, "I am still very clear about how much I weigh."

"Just say something casually," Mr. Jiang waved his hand, "But you are not good at this. If you want to change, people must first affirm themselves and accept themselves."

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded, hesitated for a moment, looked at Mr. Jiang's elbow again, and finally pointed, "Mr. Jiang, the table is not very clean."

Mr. Jiang quickly raised his arms and looked at his sleeves: "It's oily, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

"I didn't find any opportunity." Duan Feifan said.

Mr. Jiang laughed: "Are you a little afraid of me?"

"Yes." Duan Feifan answered sincerely.

Mr. Jiang sighed: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to give you two million."

Duan Feifan paused for two seconds, lowered his head and laughed, but couldn't stop.

"Don't tell Jiang Kuo about this," said Mr. Jiang. "I didn't plan to do anything at all, just talk about me more at ease. If he knows, it will easily cause family conflicts."

"I know," Duan Feifan said, "I won't tell him."

Duan Feifan basically didn't eat much for this meal. Because Mr. Jiang was controlling his diet, he didn't eat much. When he finally left, Mr. Jiang called the waiter to pack it.

"Don't waste it," he said, "You take it back."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

Jiang Kuo never left any vegetables when he eats. If he accidentally has leftovers, he will pack them up even though he doesn't eat them himself.

Carrying the leftovers back to the parking lot, Mr. Jiang looked at Jiang Kuo’s car inside: “Can his car be parked here now?”

"The school has been closed last semester," Duan Feifan said. "It's less open now. There is a ceiling here. The school's parking lot is open."

"Oh," Mr. Jiang nodded and opened the car door, "You go back, I'm leaving."

"Are you going home or..." Duan Feifan asked. If Mr. Jiang still wants to find Jiang Kuo when he turns around, he will be embarrassed to pick up Jiang Kuo immediately.

"I have something to do. The driver is still waiting for me in the hotel. I have to drive the night train," said Mr. Jiang. "I'm not here to find you."

"Thank you for your hard work by Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifan said.

"I think you have worked hard," Mr. Jiang waved his hand, "Go back quickly, don't watch it, go back and have some more time to have a hungry meal."

Duan Feifan still insisted on watching, but he didn't watch it for too long. After Mr. Jiang drove out of the parking lot, he couldn't see it.

He didn't take the leftovers back to the store. He was confused now and really didn't want to spend any time making up a story about leftovers for his uncle and the others.

He gave the leftovers to Mr. Huang and sat on the small stool at the door of the duty room for a while.

It was not until now that he slowly recovered. The scenes he had during the meal and the emotions he had in his second and every minute began to slowly return.

He began to recall every word from Mr. Jiang and every word from himself.

It took at least twenty minutes to relive the complex emotions of myself as if I was riding a roller coaster... No, I was flying squirrels in the forest and rushed up and down, left and right.

Then he rubbed his face and stood up slowly.

There is a positioning on my phone that Jiang Kuofa came over half an hour ago. The restaurant where Tang Li invited me is not too far away, but it is still a bit far away when I walk there.

He hesitated for a moment and drove over Jiang Kuo's car.

Actually, it’s okay to take a taxi or sweeping a car, but now he just wants to sit in Jiang Kuo’s car, as if he wants to find some kind of peace of mind.

He closed the car door and let out a long and gentle breath.

The little compass he gave to Jiang Kuo was still hung on the air outlet. He reached out and touched it, and then leaned over and smelled it. Jiang Kuo sprayed the perfume he gave when he bought clothes, but now he can't smell it.

Nonsense, it happened last semester.

He smiled.

【Instructions are as follows】I am in the underground parking lot next to the hotel

Jiang Kuo looked at the news on his phone and quickly clicked a few times.

【jk921】We are here soon, waiting for the checkout

There was no other reason for Tang Li to treat him today. He felt that other dormitories often went out to play together, and their dormitories could not be too loose, so he decided to take them out for a meal.

This reason made Jiang Kuo a little embarrassed. After all, he had a lot of things to do with 107 and sophomore seniors when he went out to eat, drink and have fun together.

"Thank you Tang Li today," Li Zirui touched her stomach, "I feel like I can't eat enough for at least two months after the New Year, especially the canteen is not well-behaved, so I feel good today."

"We can come out to have fun more in the future," Tang Li was also very happy. "Jiang Kuo, please participate in more activities in our dormitory."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.

As soon as he agreed to this, when everyone left the hotel and wanted to take a walk back to school together, Jiang Kuo immediately found an excuse to leave the dormitory and activities.

I was very sorry for Tang Li's painstaking efforts, but he had already seen his boyfriend standing under a telephone pole ten meters away. The motivation for such activities leaving the dormitory is too great.

After a few people in the dormitory crossed the street, Jiang Kuo turned around, Duan Feifan walked over slowly with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Xiao Duan." Jiang Kuo spread his arms.

Duan Feifan glanced at the direction where several people left, and came over and hugged him.

"Did you drive here?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well," Duan Feifan said, "Have you drunk?"

"No drink," Jiang Kuo let go of him, then reached out and touched his face, "Why, don't you open it?"

"I don't want to drive anymore," Duan Feifan said, "I just want to watch you drive."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "You've been very disgusting all day today."

Duan Feifan laughed: "Is it so stingy to be honest?"

"It's okay, I can tolerate it," said Jiang Kuo, "Are you a little tired?"

"Not tired," Duan Feifan touched his face, "Do you look like I'm very tired?"

"Like," Jiang Kuo pinched his chin and pulled his face towards the street light and looked again, "I looked a little tired."

It seems that Mr. Jiang is still very powerful.

"Maybe it's a bit?" Duan Feifan said, "I have been walking these two days."

"Then go back." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan immediately heard something else in his words: "Do you have any plans?"

"No." Jiang Kuo said.

"I don't want to go back yet," Duan Feifan said, "Do you have any arrangements?"

Jiang Kuo looked at him for a while and smiled: "Did you hear something?"

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"Do you know there is an open-air cinema here?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I don't know," Duan Feifan thought for a while, "Where?"

"I accidentally saw it today. Many couples checked in there and were romantic places for dating. When they saw the address, it seemed to be here, just like the bar street," Jiang Kuo took out his phone and clicked on it, "Don't you know?"

"You actually want to have a romantic... The bar street is not far from here," Duan Feifan looked, "But I really don't know about this open-air theater. There is a place I don't know about this? Let's go!"

According to the check-in address, Jiang Kuo drove over and soon arrived at the bar street. However, after walking around, he couldn't find the open-air cinema. The point he was positioned was always close and inaccessible.

As a local communication, Duan Feifan kept staring at him without saying a word.

Jiang Kuo parked his car on the side of the road and turned to look at him.

"Come?" Duan Feifan asked.

"If you stare at me for a while, we won't be there tomorrow morning," said Jiang Kuo.

Duan Feifan turned his head and looked out, and smiled: "Okay, let's see where this is... There is really no place for this movie theater...and wait."

Duan Feifan thought for a while: "I'll open it, I think of a place that might be there."

Bar Street is a semicircular street, with demolished buildings and some open spaces in the middle. There will be street stall markets on weekends. Although Duan Feifan couldn't believe it, there was only there.

He walked around the car halfway and drove into the open space from a small road.

A screen ahead appeared in front of them.

"...Damn," Jiang Kuo was stunned, lowered the car window and looked out, "This is really... a very standard open-air theater."

There is a screen, several barbecue stalls, and one sells fruit drinks.
To be continued...