Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Wen Hui looked forward and couldn't help but smile. She was almost confused by his logic.

Seeing the smile on her face, Zhang Xuan understood that after this gag, the estrangement between the two was a thing of the past and disappeared.

In fact, when faced with this situation, the two of them are no longer strangers, they are already familiar with each other, and both know what to do. One takes the initiative to take the initiative, and the other takes over the conversation with a tacit understanding, and the relationship naturally returns to its original state.

As they were going back and forth, Zhang Xuan asked her: "Have you been so good-looking since you were a child?"

"Yeah." Wen Hui hummed.

"Do you have any photos of your childhood?" Zhang Xuan continued to ask.

"have."

After saying the word "yes", she was afraid that the answer would be too simple, so she added: "At home."

Zhang Xuan asked: "When will you bring it to me? I can go to your home to see it."

Wen Hui stared at the tree-lined path ahead and did not respond.

The temptation failed, so Zhang Xuan had no choice but to explain himself, "You are too petty. With my current status and our relationship, your family will definitely be very happy if I go to your house as a guest."

Wen Hui glanced at him sideways and asked abruptly: "What is our relationship?"

Zhang Xuan opened his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he found that he could not speak out and could only be speechless.

Damn it, do you have to hate it so much?

If you don't speak out, then you will KO me as soon as you speak out?

what relationship? Everything is right, or everything is wrong.

To say they are friends is exactly what this girl wants. What she wants to say to herself tonight, "If there is fate in the next life," is the best explanation.

And if it is a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, then if Wenhui asks again, "Where are the two actors?", "Where is Mi Jian?", "How many girlfriends do you have?", "When will you marry me" and the like , then your face will be swollen.

Seeing that he was choked by herself and couldn't make a sound, Wen Hui smiled knowingly, rubbed his hair with his right hand and said: "Our grandfather has a great say, and it is his wish to let me go back to Shanghai to study for graduate school."

Zhang Xuan frowned when he heard this, Grandpa Wenhui? The old man who wanted to bury himself alive in his dream?

Does this old man have the ability to predict the future? Have you gained insight into your own thoughts from across half of China?

He asked: "Does he have a strong say? Are your whole family afraid of him?"

Wen Hui shook her head: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that grandpa is old and I respect him."

Zhang Xuan muttered: "You should respect him as a filial piety, but you can't have such a strong desire to control, right? What age are you in, and you force your granddaughter to go back to Shanghai to study for graduate school?"

Wen Hui smiled slightly and followed his words: "Yes, no matter how old it is, literati have never changed."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Hearing this, the old man was speechless.

What does it mean that a scholar has not changed?

You can just say that the style of literati has not changed since ancient times, or you can just say that I am a philanderer.

Zhang Xuan grinned and argued: "You know Darwin's theory of evolution, right? From ancient times to the present, literati have not changed for thousands of years. That is because of evolutionary choices and needs.

Viewed objectively from an evolutionary perspective, literati need the support point of "romance" and different emotions to stimulate the source of creation.

So even though thousands of years have passed, God helped him make a choice when it came to "pursuing the woman he loved." He believed that "having sex when you like it" was an excellent tradition, so he helped him preserve it.

This is the result of natural selection, and good things must be passed down. "

Listening to his serious nonsense, Wen Hui smiled and said, "You should participate in the debate competition."

Zhang Xuan shook his head loudly: "No, my identity, my knowledge base, and my appearance will just crush you, which is not interesting."

The clever little mouth pouted slightly, and Wen Hui asked: "What does this have to do with your appearance?"

Zhang Xuanle said cheerfully: "That's a big deal. Debate teams usually have female debaters, right? I was so fascinated as soon as I appeared on the stage. How can the other party distinguish?"

Wen Hui: "."

Just as the two were talking and walking, they met Teacher Yao Wei head-on.

I saw Teacher Yao Wei carrying a bag on his shoulder and dragging a trolley suitcase in his right hand, as if he was going for a long trip. There was a male teacher next to her who was trying his best to comfort her, and her expression was very reluctant.

Thinking of something, Zhang Xuan greeted him from afar: "Teacher, where are you going?"

"Go to Singapore." Seeing him, Yao Wei, who had lost all privacy, said bluntly.

As expected, he was going to Singapore to find Lao Deng. Zhang Xuan sighed inwardly.

When the two of them walked away, Wen Hui asked, "Are you looking for Teacher Deng?"

He was not surprised that Wen Hui asked this. After all, Lao Deng once said when drinking: the emotional relationship between the two sisters Yao Wei and him.

Zhang Xuan said: "She asked me where Lao Deng was at noon, and I told her she was in Singapore. I didn't expect her to act so quickly and leave at night."

Wen Hui looked at the retreating figure: "I heard from others that Teacher Qin has been pursuing Teacher Yao."

Teacher Qin is this male teacher, Zhang Xuan shook his head secretly: "I am indeed chasing him, but this is destined to be an empty effort.

Teacher Yao Wei's heart is with Lao Deng. If her courtship fails this time, she said she will leave the country and go to the United States. It is estimated that if she goes now, it will be difficult to return to this sad place like CUHK. "

After hearing "CUHK is a sad place", Wen Hui fell into silence and walked forward for a long time before asking again: "Do you know that Teacher Yao's sister is married now?"

Zhang Xuan recalled: "I don't know the specifics, but I heard Xu Zhiyou mention that Lao Deng's ex-wife, er, ex-fiancée, currently has a company in Japan, with more than 1,000 people under her management, and she has a lot of money.

As for whether he is married or not, Xu Zhiyou doesn't know. "

Cao Cao was about to arrive, and Xu Zhiyou called at that time.

Xu Zhiyou asked: "Is it convenient for you now?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at Wen Hui: "What's the matter? Tell me."

Hearing this, Xu Zhiyou immediately transformed into another person and said humbly: "When will you come to Xiangjiang? I will introduce you to some female celebrities."

Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not interested in this."

"Don't, don't!"

Xu Zhiyou quickly explained: "There are several big-name female celebrities who want to get to know you through us. They have a good reputation here in Xiangjiang. You can meet them first. If you don't like them, you can make friends."

Zhang Xuanxiao asked: "Tell me, how much benefit did you receive from others?"

Xu Zhiyou refused to admit it: "Nothing. I just saw her beauty and curiosity about you, so I wanted to be a good person. You can build a nest here in Xiangjiang without affecting your real girlfriend."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Why don't you build a nest yourself?"

Xu Zhiyou was over there hehehe: "I can't get along even if I want to. You know I've never been in good health. My wife and I often have to resort to "seeing, hearing, asking, and communicating" to satisfy her."

Zhang Xuanhao wanted to ask, "What's the point of hearing, asking, and understanding?" But due to the wrong situation, he held back, and finally said, "Okay, I'm not interested in this kind of stuff, so there's no need to mention it again in the future."

At the end of the call, Xu Zhiyou shrugged to his wife: "I told you earlier, it's useless. He even rejected the likes of Little Jude and Sophie Marceau. How can he still like other female stars?"

Xu Zhiyou's wife regretted: "Actually, Xiao Jew has always had a good impression of him. At that time, Zhang Xuan asked for her phone number. People in the circle were saying that Xiao Jew might be lucky. Unexpectedly, nothing happened."

Xu Zhiyou touched his chin: "Maybe I just ran out of money."

Xu Zhiyou's wife looked confused: "What do you mean, money is running out?"

Xu Zhiyou hugged his wife and walked to the bedroom: "It's okay. I bought something from Japan this time. Let's go and use it now."

"what?"

"Hey, you'll know after you try it."

"Hey, you have so many physical problems at such a young age, what should I do in the future?"

"I'm not young anymore. I'm almost 40."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan joked to himself with an innocent face: "That's why people are so good. Beautiful women are chasing after them. Fortunately, I'm not interested in using vulgar powder."

Wen Hui glanced at him strangely and believed his last words somewhat.

After walking around a corner, the two met Dong Ziyu, Luo Xue and Liu Lin.

Ouch, the forest is really small and there are too many birds. You can encounter them wherever you go.

Smelling the smell of alcohol from the three of them, and seeing Luo Xue and Liu Lin supporting each other and seeming to be 70% drunk, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask: "How much wine have you drunk? You won't drink all the wine in the store." Alright?"

Dong Ziyu, who was in the best condition, said: "Linlin wanted to drink, so we stayed with her for a while."

Zhang Xuan was dissatisfied: "There are so many people and it's such a fun thing to do, why don't you call us?"

Dong Ziyu said hello to Wenhui and said, "I actually called you, but it said to turn off the phone. I thought you should be writing, so I didn't go to the classroom apartment to call you."

"Nah, I forgive you this time. Remember to call me next time. You won't have to drink once in college."

"good."

When the two of them walked away, Liu Lin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly bit her tongue and said, "Looking from a distance, these two look good together."

Luo Xue answered: "It looks good even from a distance. Don't believe it when I tell you. Every time I see them walking, I always have an illusion."

Liu Lin asked urgently: "What illusion?"

Luo Xue thought for a while and described it: "I thought of a word, the sound of the piano, the harp, and the sound."

Hearing the conversation between the two, hearing the "harp and music", and thinking of Zhang Xuan's tireless devotion to Wen Hui, Dong Ziyu felt a little sad.

Seeing her silence, Liu Lin Bagua asked: "Zi Yu, you are close to Wen Hui and Zhang Xuan. Do you think the relationship between these two people is normal?"

Dong Ziyu hooked his index fingers on his abdomen and walked slowly: "It's normal. They have always been very good friends."

Liu Lin looked back at the end of the road: "That's a pity. If I were Zhang Xuan, I would definitely pursue Wen Hui as his girlfriend."

Luo Xue pinched the most fleshy part of Liu Lin: "What are you thinking, you coquettish hooves? Zhang Xuan has a girlfriend, and Du Shuangling is not bad."

Liu Lin patted Luo Xue's butt: "So what? If I had to choose, I would still choose Wenhui. With Wenhui's beauty, legendary family background and status as a pianist, wouldn't you feel more conquered in bed?"

Dong Ziyu interrupted: "If Zhang Xuan was the kind of person you thought, Du Shuangling wouldn't be so affectionate."

Liu Lin tilted her head: "It seems so. If he abandons Du Shuangling, his first wife, then Wenhui will definitely not dare to be with him."

Luo Xue glanced at Dong Ziyu: "I agree with you. If Zhang Xuan is a playboy, those who have a crush on him will definitely be disappointed."

Liu Lin asked: "Shouldn't we be happy?"

Luo Xue asked back: "We have a secret love, do you think the conditions must be better than Du Shuangling? Besides, if you only dare to have a secret love but don't dare to reveal it, you must be a conservative and reserved person. If this kind of person finds out that he has been in love with Chen Shimei for so many years, Are you mostly happy? Or are you mostly regretful?"

Liu Lin raised her head and said, "Luo Xue, you are so full of theories that I am almost convinced by you. As an admirer of Zhang Xuan, are you satisfied with how Zhang Xuan is now?"

Luo Xuejiu was so timid that she dared to say anything at this moment: "Me? I hope he becomes Chen Shimei, so that I can have a chance to be his lover."

Liu Lin looked disdainful: "You are so shameless."

Luo Xue snorted: "Don't you like men with money and power? Zhang Xuan wants you to be his lover, are you willing?"

Liu Lin weighed it carefully and said dazedly: "If you don't want to, as long as the benefits are sufficient, you can consider sleeping with an unattainable person like him. There is no need to be a lover."

Luo Xue was confused: "What's the difference?"

Liu Linwei pointed her finger and replied: "Of course there is a difference. When sleeping, everyone gets what they need, and there is only an exchange of interests without any affection. Lovers must have some feelings, right? Things that require emotional investment are not in line with me, Liu Lin."

Luo Xue asked: "Do you have enough benefits to consider any man?"

Liu Lin hit her: "What are you thinking? If this were the case, I would not have rejected the leader. There are two reasons why I considered Zhang Xuan.

First, he is the dream lover of our girl in charge of the hospital. If I sleep with him, then... well..."

Liu Lin let out a big belch and continued: "It can be regarded as fulfilling a dream for many girls in the management school.

Second, looking at the whole world, his legend cannot be replicated. There will never be another person like him. He has unique attributes and charm. I, an ordinary girl, can sleep with this kind of person without losing my dignity. The benefits I gained afterwards must be beyond imagination. "

Dong Ziyu couldn't listen anymore and said with a smile: "Spring has just arrived, and you two drunkards can't wait to compete for beauty. Can you worry about the feelings of passers-by?"

Luo Xue held her arm and asked along the topic: "Zi Yu, if Zhang Xuan wants you to sleep with her, would you be willing?"

Dong Ziyu stretched out his hand to support her: "You two shouldn't be allowed to drink so much and talk nonsense."

Luo Xue persisted: "I'm just giving you an example. If Zhang Xuan pursues you, will you agree?"

Dong Ziyu cited the same reason that has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "I just want to find a civil servant."

Liu Lin tilted her head: "Zi Yu, you will have no friends if you are so stubborn. We are talking nonsense, and you should also talk nonsense."

Walking slowly along the campus, the night gradually fell.

When he returned to the corner platform on the second floor, Zhang Xuan said to Wen Hui who was walking in front: "I plan to write tonight."

Wen Hui in front didn't react at all and continued walking. After reaching the second floor, she paused for two seconds and then walked to the right.

Zhang Xuan asked thoughtfully: "Would you like to go up and get something?"

Wen Hui made room for him to open the door: "No need."

Then she stared into his eyes and asked, "Is your new book easy to read?"

Zhang Xuan took out the key and opened the door: "Of course, I just haven't finished writing yet."

Wen Hui said: "I'll read your old version first. Last time I only saw 300,000 words, and I haven't finished it yet."

Zhang Xuan nodded: "Okay."

Open the door, change your shoes, and enter the house.

After closing the door, Zhang Xuan said to her: "You go to the study first. I will come in after washing up."

After that, he opened the study door.

However, Wen Hui did not go in alone, but turned on the TV and sat on the sofa.

The old man knew what she meant and it was to avoid suspicion.

After all, the study is an important place for him. In the past, only the couple could enter and exit freely.

And even if she is a Shuangling, apart from daily cleaning, she will not go in casually if nothing happens, just for fear of messing up the layout inside and causing unnecessary trouble to him.

Many literati painters have a hobby, that is, they like to pile things up in a mess.

This situation that looks messy to outsiders actually looks messy to people themselves, but it is very easy to find things.

If outsiders suddenly organize other people's things, it will be a disservice.

Although Zhang Xuan doesn't have this habit yet, he already has a habitual memory of the placement of each book. If someone disrupts the layout, he will be so angry that he will curse.

It took me 10 minutes to take a shower, wash my hair, and another 10 minutes to wash my clothes.

Originally, according to his previous temperament, he would definitely wash clothes with his feet, but now as the clothes become better and more expensive, this has helped him change this bad habit in disguise.

What's more, Wenhui is outside in the living room. It's really out of style to step on her with your feet.

Damn it, washing clothes is such a troublesome job. In his mind, the fear ranks only after ghosts and snakes.

After 20 minutes, Zhang Xuan, who had everything done, said to Wen Hui: "Are you going to watch TV? Or...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Hui stood up, turned off the TV, and followed him into the study.

This scene was no longer unfamiliar. As always, Zhang Xuan took out the manuscript and put it in front of her, then ignored her.

Go about your business.

After unscrewing the pen cap, placing the ink, and spreading out the notebook, he first sat quietly on the chair for a while, and then began to check the 6,000 words written in the morning.

He planned to check what he had not checked after writing in the morning, which would help him find his writing status as soon as possible.

Paragraph by paragraph, sentence by sentence, word by word, Zhang Xuan revised and revised it, and it took more than an hour to check it carefully.

Maybe it was because he was about to leave, maybe because he revealed what was on his mind, or maybe because the relationship between the two of them on the sofa in the evening had a further breakthrough...

Tonight, Wenhui did not read as quickly as before, but spent a long time looking through the study that she had been curious about for a long time but had never had the chance to explore.

There were three walls of books and one shelf of wine. Wen Hui reached out and touched each one, and her eyes finally fell on his profile.

People have thousands of faces, but Zhang Xuantong, who focuses on writing, is usually two people.

His serious and selfless writing state is more flavorful than his usual casualness, and it is the most attractive to Wen Hui.

The scene of him writing in the classroom last time left a deep impression on her, and she would inevitably look at it a few more times tonight.

After checking, Zhang Xuan raised his head and looked at Wen Hui, smiled, then lowered his head and started writing.

He is a relatively persistent person and has a plan for his life.

The daily task set is no less than 10,000 words. If this task is not completed, he will not sleep or be distracted from doing other things. Even if Wen Hui is right in front of him, he will not forget about business because of beauty.

Having lived in two lives, he knew very well that writing was his foundation and the foundation for his foothold in this world.

Its importance is far greater than other causes.

Or to put it another way, he treats other businesses as side jobs and can abandon them at any time. Only writing is not enough, this is the lifeblood.

Time is often the easiest to pass by doing things you enjoy. As the pages were filled with pen words, and as thousands and thousands of words were completed, the hour hand unknowingly passed through the early morning and came to the middle of the night.

If the rooster hadn't started crowing outside, the old man wouldn't have realized that he had been writing for so long.

After some estimation, I actually wrote more than 7,000 words later.

Completely unexpected. This is a direct manifestation of overwhelming inspiration. Talented people are so energetic.

Pleasure yourself, raise your left wrist, 3:43

Yes, it will be bright outside in another hour.

Putting down his pen, he subconsciously looked at Wen Hui next to him.

Uh-huh..., I really didn't let myself down. Every time I read a book, this girl could fall asleep watching herself.

There is no one left.

Is it because the sofa is too soft? Can you sleep next to each other?

After a brief tidying up, Zhang Xuan stood up and came to the woman, stood still, his eyes slowly roamed around her body, and he felt an inexplicable tranquility in his heart.

To be honest, every time I watch Wen Hui, I feel a sense of amazement.

After watching it for four years, he never gets tired of its comfortable, lazy and mellow temperament.

But Zhang Xuan likes her eyes the most, they are black and white, translucent, pure and simple, and clean without a trace of impurities. It's a pity that the girl is asleep and can't be seen now.

After staying in front of the sofa for about two minutes, the old man finally felt sleepy and bent down to pick her up and go to the second bedroom next door.

Opening the doorknob lock with his elbow, Zhang Xuan carefully put her on the bed, then took off her cotton shoes and pulled the thin quilt to cover her abdomen.

But I don’t know why?

When he straightened up and was about to leave, the old man looked at the person on the bed and suddenly felt a strong sense of reluctance.

Standing on the bedside and watching her quietly, at this moment, the past of the two and those intimate scenes were playing in his mind frame by frame like a slideshow.

At a certain moment, he closed the door, and then by accident, he lifted the quilt and got into bed.

First, he half-sat on the head of the bed, staring at her hair and delicate face in ecstasy. When he couldn't help himself, he stretched out his right hand and gently stroked her black hair.

I don't know how long it took, but when the second rooster crow sounded, Zhang Xuan couldn't stand it anymore because of the fatigue. He lay down gently, closed his eyes and started to sleep.

He has a good thing: when he is really sleepy, he will fall asleep within three minutes of lying down. This is the legendary good sleep.

A few minutes later, Wen Hui's long eyelashes twitched and then opened quietly.

After looking at the ceiling and listening to the even breathing next to her to make sure that he was really asleep, Wen Hui slowly turned her head and looked at him.

Use the faint moonlight outside the window to silently look at his eyes, eyelashes, nose, and lips.

Especially if it stays on the lips for a long time.

In my life of more than 20 years, the most profound and unforgettable memories were given by this mouth.

The mouth left many marks on her body even today. The sling was almost chewed off by him.

In fact, when he got up and came to him in the study just now, Wen Hui, who was always keen, had already woken up.

She knew that the man in front of her liked to peek at her, so she chose to pretend to be asleep.

Because past experience told her that if he didn't pretend to be asleep, he would often be unable to control his emotions in such a closed environment, and she would probably be forced to have close contact with him again.

And if the intimacy gets out of control, you may lose even more.

only…

But she never expected that he would be so bold tonight, and the consequence of pretending to be asleep would be that he would sleep directly on her bed.

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