Chapter 907: The warmth he gave (seven)

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Lu Bancheng did not return to China for more than a year. After returning, he could not finish his entertainment.
Today, one day, he did not know whether he had participated in several bureaus. After he finally left the "Golden Splendor" and wanted to drive home, he was called to the "Beijing Club" to make a table and play mahjong.
Lu Bancheng has always been talkative. Although he has been socializing for a day, he is already very tired. He can sit at the mahjong table and he can still transfer the atmosphere very harmoniously.
I don't know if it really should be a sentence of "frustration in the love of the game, the casino is proud", tonight's Luchengcheng luck is good to explode, what brand is coming to what card, all the way to win.
"He always has mercy, and then wins. Tonight, our brothers have to go bankrupt..." Zhang, who is sitting across from Lucheng, made a joke.
Lu Bancheng smiled and didn't speak. The winning money won as usual. It was until the end of the game. The new game started. When it was his turn to throw the dice, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly sounded a ringing tone. Next to the casual one, and said "sorry", I immediately took out my mobile phone from my pocket, clicked on the game, waited for about 30 seconds, the time at the top of the screen became three o'clock, and then prepared myself in advance. Good joke, send it out.
"In the middle of the night, how did Lu always order an alarm?" Yi Zong on the left hand, asked curiously.
Lu Bancheng’s face was calm and drooping, and there was no noise. The phone was put away, pick up the dice and throw a little.
Everyone saw the meaning of Lu Bancheng did not return, and did not ask, only when he was in foreign countries, and then continued to play cards.
The atmosphere on the mahjong table quickly returned to normal. Everyone played cards, and once again, they were just like the ones that were in the air.
It may be that I have been talking for too long, no topic, and finally around, several big men have actually circumvented emotional emotional topics.
The one who first came out was the one opposite Luchengcheng: "I saw my first love a while ago. It has been more than 20 years. I actually recognized her in the crowd."
"How? Still heartbeat?" The man on the right side of Lu Bancheng opened his mouth.
"The heart is moving, but I can’t say it, it’s a bit of emotion. I used to chase her in school."
"Oh, these years, the business is getting bigger and bigger, the days are getting better, but love is getting farther and farther." The one who was on the right side of Lu Bancheng was a poet, but in the end he became a businessman, but he spoke. Or, it’s still a literary art. In the end, I still don’t forget the sentence:
I sometimes think, what is love?

The other two people, along with him, talked about the topic of "love".
Several people talked very excitedly. Some people talked about their own history of love. Some people talked about their regrets. Lu Bancheng never interrupted, and he could touch the cards and play cards from time to time.
What is love, he does not know, but he knows, really loves a person, when talking about love, the first time in my mind will be her figure.
Thinking of her, and her and his story, Lu Bancheng suddenly became somewhat stunned. He absent-mindedly finished the game and found an excuse to leave early.
From the "Beijing Club", standing on the side of the road, Luchengcheng did not rush to get on the bus, but first ordered a cigarette.
It may be influenced by the topic just now. When he smoked, he also pulled out his mobile phone.