In fact, so what if we see it?

There was a time when Wang Zixu was crazy about seeing Chen Qingluo again, and that was before he got married. Whenever he heard the news that Chen Qingluo had returned to Xihe, he would walk all over the city, looking for fireworks in the alleys of Xihe.

He didn't meet anyone. What he gained was an average of 30,000 steps per day on WeChat and more than 50 likes. No one knew that he just wanted to "encounter" someone.

Fortunately, he didn't "encounter" Chen Qingluo by chance. He thought later.

She doesn't belong to Xihe, just like the East China Sea doesn't belong to him. Even if he chants "What can I do to keep you" to Chen Qingluo like Borges, it will overwhelm all the thin streets of Xihe, the despair of the sunset in the wilderness

The moon will only lose completely.

He had no reason to see her before, and he had no face to see her after getting married. He couldn't look at Chen Qingluo longingly, and then burst into tears because of the scene, crying like Lin Daiyu - he couldn't do such a strange behavior.

He could never reach out and say: "Hello, I am the married Wang Zixu. I am very happy to see you again. You have made a huge mark in my life."

He couldn't be so ashamed that he burst into extreme aggression and said to her: "I'm not famous yet, but I'm still married, so maybe I'm not as good as others."

The most likely scenario is that people don't remember him at all.

When Chen Qingluo looked at him, there was no difference in the way she looked at countless other fanatical fans, and she said to him cautiously:

"I'm sorry, you look familiar. What's your name? Oh, Wang Zixu, I do have an impression, very impressed...Ah, have we ever sat at the same table?"

Perhaps the moment the two of them set the factory settings, their lives were already destined. He did not have the talent of Chen Qingluo and could not keep up with her pace. He could only pant and watch her disappear at the end of the sea of ​​people. He

Stop and light a big harvest and beat your legs hard. It’s not about giving up, it’s about accepting the reality.

It's better not to see you.

Wang Zixu and Lin Feng walked out of the barbecue restaurant, each holding a bottle of beer and squatting on the roadside like two dogs.

"If I had known it would be like this, we wouldn't be on their table." Lin Feng said angrily, "I thought your classmate had a good relationship with you. I didn't expect that he was trying to bully you in every way. This is what happened.

"

Wang Zixu said in surprise: "Ah? Is there one?"

He has always had a strong sense of insensitivity, and he was vaguely aware of Xie Cong's malice, but he felt that he would not make others so indignant.

"Yes, he just said, 'Why are you so poor?'. Doesn't that mean he is always comparing himself to you? This kid can tell that he didn't do well in school as soon as he heard it."

Wang Zixu said: "Actually, I think it's okay. When old classmates meet, if they didn't have a very good relationship before, they would definitely be comparing each other's salary and income, or they would be breaking their shoes."

Lin Feng sneered: "That's right. Damn it, when you're in school, you compare your grades, and after you graduate, you compare your income. People, they always have to use a number as their footnote."

Wang Zixu said: "The adult world is so boring. You have to tell them that this is a house worth 100,000 francs, and they will think this house is beautiful."

"This is human nature. Go alone."

"Drink slowly, as you wish."

Beer bottles collided on the cold street, making a crisp sound.

"Now," Lin Feng pointed at him and said, "do you know what Gong Xi Fa Cai means? Gong Xi Fa Cai means, get rich quickly. When I meet Xie Cong next time, I will ridicule this boy. What kind of gentleman is poor?

?Hurry up and wish you good luck. This is simply the most wonderful blessing for us Chinese people."

"Then I also wish you good luck and prosperity."

"May you be happy and prosperous!"

While drinking, Wang Zixu thought that it was indeed time to congratulate him on getting rich. He planned to go to his father tomorrow and ask him to sign Wen Ai's contract, and then make a profit of more than 100,000 yuan a month. At that time, he would be temporarily out of the sea of ​​misery.

He no longer has time to look at the lonely moon sadly for a long time. He makes up words and sentences. He trades with dreams, and he works tirelessly for the 50 opportunities to win the Nobel Prize for Literature. But before that, he must immediately get rich to prove it.

I am not a wimp.

…

When Ning Chunyan met Chen Qingluo, she was wearing a sunhat, sunglasses and a mask each covering half of her face. She was tightly wrapped in a thin windbreaker, and she was wearing sneakers. Only her ankles were exposed.

You can get a glimpse of the condition of her skin.

But Ning Chunyan herself wasn't much better. Apart from not wearing a windbreaker, the rest of her body was also covered tightly.

"Aren't you hot in this?" Ning Chunyan asked in a sullen voice.

Chen Qingluo's tone was a little excited: "The two of us seem to be exhibitionists, the kind who go out on the street late at night and stop someone and just take off our clothes without wearing anything underneath."

"That's what you look like, not me."

The two hid in a 24-hour convenience store where the lights were still on. Ning Chunyan took out Wang Zixu's manuscript and patted it on the table, saying, "That's it. Please help me palm it."

Chen Qingluo picked it up, glanced at it, and said within ten seconds: "This won't work."

"What's not working?"

"I couldn't get into "Get"." Chen Qingluo said, "I didn't choose the subject well. This kind of short-sighted show has lost popularity a long time ago."

Ning Chunyan was speechless: "I didn't ask you this."

Chen Qingluo analyzed: "This author must have considered it when choosing the subject. There are indeed few people writing about this subject now, but there were many in the past! It is neither cheating nor having an affair, so who will read it? But to put it another way, this

The author's ability to capture attention by just describing the transformation of the characters without writing about cheating and adultery is quite impressive."

Ning Chunyan said: "Then do you think he and the little prince are the same person?"

Chen Qingluo looked at it again and said: "It's hard to say, the writing style is indeed similar, but not particularly similar. And this novel does not have the interest of The Little Prince."

Ning Chunyan's eyes lit up: "You also think the little prince is very interesting, right?"

"No, no, I haven't had speech therapy. What I'm talking about is not the kind of fun you think."

"How do you know what kind of interest I have in mind?"

Chen Qingluo opened the first page of the manuscript: "Who wrote this?...Zixu?"

She was stunned for a long time, and Ning Chunyan asked: "Do you know him?"

"Is this Wang Zixu the stupid one with thick eyebrows and big eyes?"

Ning Chunyan couldn't help but smile: "The description of thick eyebrows and big eyes is too abstract, but it is indeed stupid."

"Is he that Wang Zixu who has always been in a daze, who doesn't understand anything about emotional intelligence, is stubborn and stubborn, and keeps rushing forward like a wild boar and only accepts death?"

Ning Chunyan was surprised: "Do you really know him?"

Chen Qingluo threw down the manuscript: "Even if we knew each other before, we don't know each other now. People from two worlds."

She stood up and walked out the door. Ning Chunyan put away the manuscript and followed behind: "Are you leaving now? You haven't told me whether he is a little prince yet?"

"I don't know. I can't tell."

Ning Chunyan felt a little better. If she couldn't tell, it meant she wasn't. He followed her and said, "So, the married Wang Zixu is indeed the same age as you. You don't really know him, do you?"

Chen Qingluo looked at her: "Why do you emphasize being married? Are you mocking me for being single?"

Ning Chunyan was sweating and thought, sister, you are a bit sensitive: "The first time I met him I wanted to add him on WeChat, but he refused and said he was married. This is the nickname I gave him."

Chen Qingluo laughed sarcastically, and after she finished laughing, she said: "I don't care, I don't care. People from two worlds."

She walked forward quickly. She was wearing sneakers, while Ning Chunyan was wearing sandals, so she couldn't keep up.

"Then where are you going now?"

"running."

"Running so late?" Ning Chunyan asked in surprise, "Are you falling out of love?"

She said a line from "Chungking Express", and Chen Qingluo just glanced at her lightly: "Nervous."

Only then did she remember that Chen Qingluo didn't like watching movies.

In the middle of the night, Ning Chunyan was woken up by a phone call. It was Chen Qingluo's mother. She asked them what they were doing and why Chen Qingluo hadn't come home yet.
Chapter completed!