Happy Life [Rebirth]

I don’t have a driver’s license, but fortunately Zhang Yueyang has one. He asked his dad’s assistant to send him a suit and a rectangular box with a ribbon. The red roses in it are said to be one thousand and one, and it’s a brand called roseonly.

Zhang Yueyang changed his clothes and came out to show me. I saw that his suit was more formal than the three-piece suit in my closet. This suit usually looks handsome, but it looks like a peacock with a big tail. The opening screen is very high-profile and handsome.

Now Zhang Yueyang changed into a three-piece pure black suit with a small vest inside and a pocket watch pretending to be stuffed in his pocket. I looked at it carefully, and I really had the illusion of a little British gentleman.

Zhang Yueyang straightened his sleeves, and proudly showed me his cuffs: "I don't use diamonds, but I use tortoiseshell. Does it mean that I look particularly low-key and gorgeous?"

"You can still scare people if you don't speak." I sincerely suggested to Zhang Yueyang, "Don't open your mouth. Once you open your mouth, your temperament will be gone."

Zhang Yueyang glanced at me, opened his mouth, closed it again, sat on the sofa and ignored me.

I went into the bedroom to change clothes, the bedroom door was not closed, I was still wondering why it was not closed, because the fat cat and its cubs like to sneak into the bedroom, as soon as I went in, I saw the wardrobe door was wide open, a thick The colored cat's tail is wagging and wagging.

At this time, I felt that the big thing was not good. I took out the fat cat and its three cubs. The clothes in the closet had been ruined by them, and the suit hanging there was even worse. The cub was climbing up the suit, and I pulled it off. The suit jacket had already been scratched by the cat's paws.

The fat cat consciously made a mistake, and ran away with a kitten in its mouth without saying a word. The remaining two cubs were still around my heels. After a few glances, I couldn't bear to beat these two little bastards.

This is the formal attire. Fortunately, Gu Tingsheng went to pick up KK in the morning, and he left with his own, otherwise I was really afraid of ruining another set.

In the end, I picked it up and changed into a black shirt and jeans, which were better than short-sleeves. When I went out, I heard Zhang Yueyang wailing: "My pants!"

I saw Zhang Yueyang holding a kitten in his hand, one of his feet fell down his trouser leg, and with a stab, his expensive suit trousers were hooked three times.

When the two of us got in the car, Zhang Yueyang was still angry. He was wearing Gu Tingsheng’s black short sleeves and black jeans. He was all in black. Rui can only wear Gu Tingsheng's clothes.

When Zhang Yueyang was driving, he was giving me advice: "I should cook that kitty for hot pot, it's so annoying! If you sell your cat, you won't be able to pay for my pants!"

"How much?" I asked Zhang Yueyang, "Your pants."

"Hey... just kidding, how can I really make you pay for it."

Zhang Yueyang said resentfully again: "Besides, you have done me a great favor by taking me to the party."

"What are you going to do?" I asked Zhang Yueyang, and I said to him, "You are going to Xiang Linlin, but what are you and Xiang Linlin now, you are not even friends, you go, I I think Xiang Linlin will be angry."

As a result, Zhang Yueyang said to me: "Yang Lu, you really haven't chased after a girl. You have to let her know that you like a girl, especially driving a Ferrari, wearing a high-end suit, passing her a roseonly rose through the crowd, and then Hold the girl's hand—the most important thing is that I am handsome! So much gold, luxury cars, handsome guys, roses—”

At the red light, Zhang Yueyang turned his head and showed me his big white teeth: "Perfect!"

I looked at the black loose short sleeves on his body. Zhang Yueyang was thinner than Gu Tingsheng, and he didn't have the muscles of Gu Tingsheng. Wearing Gu Tingsheng's short sleeves looked like a hip-hop dancer, so I told him: "But you don't have a high-end suit, and neither is a sports car. You, wearing jeans and short sleeves like you to send roses, is more like the pony boy of the rich man running errands for the eldest brother—like running errands for a rich man to deliver flowers to a girl."

Zhang Yueyang: "You said... what? Say it again!"

"Like a courier." I said it again, feeling that the summary was more accurate this time.

"Shut up!" Zhang Yueyang said in a very sad and indignant tone, "Why can I only wear short sleeves? Why? You still have the nerve to say? Ah! Ah! Yang Lu! I'll just ask you!"

"Where's your conscience!"

I leaned on the seat, the night had already set, and after eleven days it began to get colder, the summer in the north was completely over, I pointed to the traffic light that changed color: "Brother Yang, you can cross the road now." Then Tell him: "Hey... I have no conscience."

Zhang Yueyang said to me: "You are not allowed to talk to me until you fucking arrive at the place!"

But before arriving at the location, the two of us shivered and huddled together at every red light.What Yuan Mengyu gave was a limited edition Ferrari—a convertible sports car. Originally, the ambient air quality in Jincheng in recent years was not suitable for driving a convertible. Apart from being cool on the road, it would eat exhaust fumes and smog.

It’s mid-October now, and it’s okay to wear a short-sleeved singlet during the day, but it’s a little cold at night. Driving a convertible and speeding on the road at night—that’s very cold.

Before going out, I was completely indifferent, just as if I was taking a walk with Zhang Yueyang, and Zhang Yueyang was like a majestic peacock courting a mate.It’s all right now, the two of us have runny noses from the cold, and we have to hug each other to keep warm every time we park, thanks to the blessing of this huge and incomparably expensive open-top Ferrari, we have become two shivering shrinks in the autumn night. Quail with a big head.

When we got to the place, the two of us were already dying. We didn’t bring any paper, so we had to take out the wrapping paper under the roses from the box of valuable roses to wipe our noses. I felt that I would spend two lifetimes I've never been so embarrassed before, I really have to thank Zhang Yueyang!

The wrapping paper still smelled of roses. After calculating the price, it was dozens of times more expensive than the napkin. When Zhang Yueyang got off the car, he had already wilted into an eggplant.

He said: "My flower..."

I look at him now, sorry to hit him too hard, he looks more like a courier delivering flowers now.

We stopped the car and drove here three or four minutes ago. What we saw was the wrought-iron fence with flower vines, and security personnel in black suits with headsets on their ears every ten meters along the way.

When I got to the main entrance, people dressed in the same clothes guided Zhang Yueyang to park. I looked around and saw that this Ferrari was still very eye-catching. It was red, open-top, high-profile and scary, but it was much better to see a Maybach and a Rolls-Royce. up.

When Zhang Yueyang and I came down, someone led the two of us in. I was about to call Su Fan, but the man politely let us in without asking anything.

The two of us entered the door in a daze, and Zhang Yueyang said, "It's so easy to get in?"

But behind us, we still saw the people who came in behind were taking invitations.

Su Fan called, and he said to me, "Yang Lu, have you and your friend arrived yet?"

"Here we are." Zhang Yueyang and I walked inside, and Su Fan said, "Hi! There's a traffic jam on my side, you and your friend wait for me at the door—"

"We're already in." I interrupted Su Fan.

Su Fan's tone was surprised: "Huh? Have you gone in already?"

"Well." I asked Su Fan, "When are you coming?"

"About 10 minutes." Su Fan said over there, "I'll call you when I get there. You and your friends will play first."

I hung up the phone, Zhang Yueyang put his hands in his pockets, looking like a ruffian, the two of us had already walked into the atrium, and there was a small swimming pool in sight, many girls in bikinis were having fun in or sitting by the water.

The voices in the ears were very noisy. In stark contrast to the girls in bikinis in the water, many of the men walking on the ground were in formal clothes, and the women were also in dresses or skirts.

Zhang Yueyang shook his head, then walked towards the long table covered with white tablecloth, I followed, the two of them took a plate with a lot of meat, Zhang Yueyang took a glass of golden wine to drink, I asked the waiter to help me pour it A glass of cool water.

The two of us leaned against the dining table and ate, Zhang Yueyang chewed something and said, "Hey, that woman sitting by the pool surrounded by three men, why do I look like Bian Yali? "

"Who is Bian Yali?" I took a sip of boiled water and looked around. This party looked informal but also quite formal. It was a bit semi-business in nature. I saw several middle-aged men walking through the atrium and entering. Villa, I can name those people, they are all famous businessmen in Jincheng.

"It's a female star." Zhang Yueyang said, and he suddenly said, "That, that is definitely Zhang Meilin, I won't admit it wrong."

As soon as I heard this name, I thought this name was a bit familiar. When I remembered it, I looked up and saw Zhang Meilin walking over with a man on his arm.

At the same time, next to the man on Zhang Meilin's arm, there was another pair of men and women walking side by side. The two pairs of men and women walked towards us. Before I thought about it, Zhang Yueyang said, "Why do I think those four people are walking towards us? "

I took a sip of boiled water, and the four of them had already walked in front of us. Zhang Meilin said to me, "Isn't this Yang Lu?"

After she finished speaking, the man she was holding and the man next to her man looked up and down at me and Zhang Yueyang calmly. The man Zhang Meilin was holding smiled at me and said to Zhang Yueyang and me : "The two faces are very familiar."

"We are Su Fan's classmates." Zhang Yueyang smiled without changing his face, "Su Fan invited us to play."

"Oh, Su Fan's classmate." The man on Zhang Meilin's arm now had such an expression.

The man next to him has been staring at me, 25 six centimeters shorter than me, and the woman next to him is wearing high heels, half a head taller than him.

I used to be very familiar with this man's gaze, the kind of lustful gaze common to rich people. I held a goblet and didn't look at him, avoiding his gaze, but this man asked directly, he asked me : "Little friend, your name is Yang Lu, you are a screenwriter, do you want to make a movie?"

When I heard this, I knew that Zhang Meilin should have said everything she knew about me. I wondered how it could be such a coincidence. People who haven't met in three or four years shouldn't meet again—— Zhang Meilin, why did I meet here?

Seeing that I ignored him, the man smiled and asked again: "Why don't you talk?"

The man Zhang Meilin was holding suddenly said, "Are you Su Fan's classmate and Jincheng University's students?"

"He and I are in the same dormitory." I raised my head and said to the man.

Sure enough, after finishing speaking, the man turned sideways to leave, grabbed the man beside him, and said, "He is Su Fan's classmate, they are all children, they can't play together, let's go."

The man didn't move. He had a struggling look on his face. He handed over a business card and said to me: "My family is in the business of film and television. If you are interested, you can contact me, my little classmate."

I took the business card, and he laughed. I just thought that if I don’t accept it, I’m not sure what will happen to this person. I just throw it away after I accept it. At this time, this person’s female partner complained and said: “Go Well, I want to play over there."

I glanced at this woman, and this woman also glanced at me. I thought she looked familiar. At this moment, my heart was beating quickly, and I felt a very trembling sense of panic. I couldn't hold it back. The second time I went to see her, I knew who she was.

This woman, so many years have passed, nine years since my death, I dreamed of her in the first two years, hated her countless times, and even pitied her, until I never dreamed again After seeing her, I have gradually lost my memory of this woman's face.

But when I really met her, I realized how could I forget it. Even if I didn't recognize her at first sight, my body reacted very quickly.

The glass in my hand fell to the ground without me even noticing it, making a crisp "click" sound, and the broken glass and the remaining water in it splashed my trousers.

The four Zhang Yueyang and Zhang Meilin all looked at me, I quickly lowered my head, I looked at my hand, it was shaking uncontrollably, Zhang Yueyang was startled, he complained and said: "Slippy hand? Scared Let me jump, Yang Lu."

That woman was actually very careful, she took a step forward stepping on her high heels, the woman hesitated and asked me: "You are shaking... are you okay?"

I shook my head and opened my mouth, but my throat was constricted. There was a very difficult feeling, as if my throat was rusted. I also felt myself trembling. It was a feeling mixed with anger and panic. In the end I couldn't say anything.

Because I'm so angry.

It's a woman, I think, but I'd love to grab her right now, put her in a stranglehold, and ask her hard—why did you do that?Your mother's life is life, isn't my life a living life?

The man on the woman's arm, the short man, also pretended to be caring and asked me: "Student, are you alright?"

Zhang Meilin and the man she was holding walked out a few steps, and found that her companion was missing, Zhang Meilin turned around and called them: "Mr. Li, Yingying, why don't you leave?"

The author has something to say: Yingying is Zhao Yingying, who appeared in Chapter 1, the girl who killed Yang Lu.

I was coding yesterday... I fell asleep on the keyboard for the first time _(:зゝ∠)_

There will be an update tomorrow, rest tomorrow (*╯3╰)