Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

I stared at the note for a long time, then folded it and put it in my pocket, then picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and returned to the bedroom.

Sitting on the bedside, Zhang Xuan lit a cigarette for himself and began to reminisce about the pleasant time last night.

Dong Ziyu on the bed was a little shy but also a little enthusiastic. The old man felt that she had completely opened her heart to him.

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Zhang Xuan finally went to the shower room, took a shower, washed his hair, cleaned up before putting his clothes back on.

After standing in the middle of the bedroom for a long time, he packed up the sheets with roses printed on them and took them outside.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao Lei, who had been waiting at the other end of the aisle, cast her gaze over in time.

The rain last night had stopped at some point, leaving a gentle breeze. In addition to the coldness of bone building, the wind was also mixed with the fragrance of earth.

Zhang Xuan walked over and asked, "When did she leave?"

Zhao Lei glanced at the sheets very quickly, and she had a guess in her mind, and answered: "Around 6:10 in the morning."

Zhang Xuan frowned, "So early?"

Zhao Lei nodded.

Afraid that he would be worried, Zhao Lei said: "Miss Dong looked as usual. It was Liu Yafei who took the initiative to drive her back to Tianhe."

Hearing this, he felt relieved, and then asked: "She didn't refuse at that time, right?"

Zhao Lei replied: "No, I got on the car very politely."

Zhang Xuan paused, then changed the subject and asked, "Why did Liu Yafei come back from Shao City?"

Zhao Lei replied: "Last night, it was about 8 o'clock."

Zhang Xuan thought for a moment, glanced at the sheets in his hand, and ordered: "Do something for me, and it must be the same as this."

Zhao Lei looked at the sheets again, memorizing its color and print in her mind.

The bed sheet in his hand was very new. Zhang Xuan was thinking: If I change it to a new one, Xiao Shiyi shouldn't be able to recognize it, right?

Being drunk last night was really bold and ridiculous. He was afraid that Xiao Shiyi would make fun of him.

Seeing that he was about to go downstairs, Zhao Lei hurriedly reminded him: "Boss, two of your classmates are downstairs."

Zhang Xuan walked forward and held his ground, "Liu Siming and Fang Meijuan?"

"Yes, they have been here for half an hour, but they have been wandering downstairs and have not come up." Zhao Lei told him the information collected.

Zhang Xuan fainted. Everyone knew what good things these two people did last night, but they were so blind that they came to block the door so early in the morning?

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xuan went back into the house and put the sheets on the ground: "You should take a trip to Tianhe and put this in that room."

He didn't say how to deal with it, but Zhao Lei should know how to deal with it, otherwise what would happen if it gets moldy? What should you do if you are bitten by a mouse?

So fucking embarrassing.

Zhao Lei found a big bag from the house and kept everything in mind.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Xuan threw the unfinished cigarette and lighter into the trash can. These things really caused trouble.

After walking out of the house and coming downstairs, Zhang Xuan saw Liu Siming and Fang Meijuan at a glance.

With a distance of more than ten meters, the three of them looked at each other for a while. Finally, Liu Siming couldn't hold it back and walked closer and asked softly: "Where is Zi Yu?"

Zhang Xuan yawned: "She went back last night."

Liu Siming didn't believe it: "Then why didn't you go back last night?"

Zhang Xuan said: "I'm drunk and don't want to move."

Hearing this, Liu Siming turned around and walked upstairs without asking any more questions.

Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand to stop the two of them: "You guys, please go up in the afternoon."

Fang Meijuan reacted and asked, "Did you bring harm to Zi Yu?"

Zhang Xuan: "."

Liu Siming took a step back, observed his expression, then suddenly smiled, took Fang Meijuan's arm and said, "Come on, let's go have breakfast."

After they were far away, Fang Meijuan returned to her hometown and asked, "Are the two of them together?"

Liu Siming sighed and said, "As long as you know, Ziyu is thin-skinned, so keep it a secret for her."

Fang Meijuan asked: "You were the one who caused this, why are you still sighing?"

Liu Siming said what was in her heart: "Actually, I would rather Zi Yu leave Zhang Xuan. Looking at the current situation, it's obvious that I'm overthinking it."

Fang Meijuan said: "If Du Shuangling knew you were stabbing her in the back like this, she would be furious."

Liu Siming said with sadness in her heart: "Heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know, who would be stupid enough to tell Du Shuangling?"

Fang Meijuan thought it was reasonable and asked: "Then how will they deal with it in the future?"

Liu Siming shook his head: "We don't understand the world of rich people, let's take a look."

Back at CUHK, Zhang Xuan first changed his clothes, then went to the study room, found a brush and rice paper, unscrewed the ink bottle, and began to practice calligraphy and meditate.

As for Dong Ziyu, now that it has happened, he no longer has to worry about whether he should or should not? No longer care about right or wrong?

Now there is only one undecided idea in his mind. Should he abide by Dong Ziyu's message: There is no need to go to her?

Objectively speaking, he is relatively chauvinistic. But he knows his own situation and can't make too many promises to others, so he will leave room and space for many things until they figure it out.

This is true for Seagate, and it is still the same for Dong Ziyu.

However, there is a difference between Xijie and Dong Ziyu. The sinister girl is very determined to leave, so he has to get involved in her life from time to time.

Dong Ziyu, on the other hand, knew what she was like and still had a relationship with him without hesitation. There was no big obstacle in his mind, so now he just needed to give her enough space and time.

After writing and writing, I finally waved my brush and wrote the three characters "Dong Ziyu" on the rice paper.

Putting down his brush, Zhang Xuanli looked at it quietly for a while before making a decision.

Dong Ziyu tiptoed out of the rental house in the morning. The first thing Dong Ziyu did after returning home was to take a shower.

They were too tired last night and worked hard until late at night. In addition, there was no change of clothes there, so the two of them fell asleep exhausted afterwards.

If she hadn't kept giving herself mental hints before going to bed, she might not have woken up this morning.

Dong Ziyu couldn't help but blush when he walked into the shower room and looked down at his surroundings. His smell was all over his body now, and strawberries were planted in many places.

Ever since she was a child, she has had good plans for her life and study, and is relatively self-disciplined. This good habit has made her at work like a fish in water.

But last night was not part of her plan, it was an accident.

Dong Ziyu can naturally make a guess about Siming's motives, but she doesn't blame Liu Siming. She doesn't clearly care about right and wrong. After all, without this intrusion, she might not dare to confide in him in this life. .

Now that she had sex with him unexpectedly, she had no regrets.

But every time she thought about how she took the initiative to lure him into the situation after drinking too much last night, Dong Ziyu still felt flustered and palpitated when she thought about it. This made her still worry about whether Zhang Xuan would look down on her when she was taking a shower?

After dawdling for half an hour, Dong Ziyu came out of the shower room. She lay down on her bed, intending to catch up on her sleep, but found that she couldn't fall asleep even after squinting for a long time.

She was a little confused. She didn't know how to face him in the future.

She has read in books and heard from some people that once a confidante loses control and breaks through the relationship, she is likely to regress into a stranger.

Thinking of strangers, her mind suddenly became stuck and went blank.

Didi didi.

Suddenly, the BB player on the bedside table rang, and Dong Ziyu quickly grabbed it. When she saw that the person was trying to summon her, her anxious heart suddenly calmed down.

She looked at BB for a moment and then put it on the bedside table. She didn't call back, squinted her eyes again, and soon fell asleep.

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The previous chapter was written so conservatively that more than 300 words were deleted. Urban writing is so difficult to write.