Demolition Earth

Chapter 21 Many Times

In ancient times, when people got married, they met once at most before getting married, and they couldn't speak a word. Most of them didn't even meet each other, and they could only listen to the matchmaker (salesman).When it's time for the bridal chamber, take off the hijab and look at each other—in fact, it doesn't matter whether you are beautiful or not, or whether you like it or not, because everyone subconsciously longs for the next thing.As long as it is not too ugly, under the stimulation of hormones, there will always be a spring night.

This kind of marriage is of course sad, but according to Marx's theory, it is also consistent with the relationship of productivity at that time.The speed of information exchange in ancient times was slow, the level of productivity was low, and the cost of trial and error was relatively high. Even if you put aside ideology, like modern people, every couple first met, fell in love, broke up, and continued to fall in love... Then everyone He must be starving to death.

That is to say, now, everyone has free time, time has become worthless, and everyone has begun to pay attention to how to kill boredom. You like playing games and I like traveling. , this is not acceptable, different interests; you are fifty cents and I am cents, this is not acceptable, there is no common language; you like to take pictures and I am ugly, this is not acceptable... Like-minded, can understand each other, it will become important - if They are a couple who farmed in ancient times. They farmed and worked all day long. Who would care about each other's temperament and taste? Hurry up to work during the day and make people at night. These serious things can't be done.

In the eyes of Du Yan in the past, her act of grabbing a man for sex was obviously sad, but for her now, it had very important practical significance.Yes, at least before dying, it would be good to experience more about what it feels like to be a woman and do a few more AIs.As for who the object is and what the character is, it doesn't really matter.

Zhao Changqi came back with breakfast, buns and soy milk. Both of them were starving and exhausted. They ate deliciously. While eating, they looked at each other for a while, and then both laughed.

"Let's talk." Du Yan said.

"Okay." Zhao Changqi was also a little bored.

"I want to hear your gossip."

"Gossip?"

"You and Sun Qianqian," Du Yan said, "They say you are childhood sweethearts?"

Zhao Changqi didn't really want to talk about this, but when Du Yan asked, he also felt that he should be more frank about his current status: "No, it's her high school classmate, who I have a crush on."

"How long have you been in love?"

"Four years."

"Ah, what an infatuation," Du Yan joked, and recalled, "When I was in high school, some boys wrote me love letters... I wonder if they will last for four years?"

"I read an article that said that people's memories in high school are the most impressive. You are so beautiful, and the boys in your class will probably remember you for a lifetime."

"Oh, so it looks like you remember quite a few beautiful girls, don't you?"

"That's..." Zhao Changqi was a little embarrassed when he was told, "You should also remember the handsome guy you were at that time."

"I don't remember... I remember several handsome teachers... By the way, if you were given a time machine to go back in time, would you confess your love to Sun Qianqian earlier?"

"will not."

"why?"

"If she agrees, we talked for several years, and then found that she likes her current boyfriend better, wouldn't it be worse?"

"You are too negative," Du Yan said, "If she rejects you, you will save four years of time."

"My grades in high school were poor," Zhao Changqi said. "If it wasn't for my crush on her, I probably wouldn't have passed the college entrance examination. I also followed her to college. If it wasn't for my crush on her, I wouldn't have met you."

It was the first time for Du Yan to hear such nasty words, she immediately had goosebumps, her brain was uncontrollably happy, and then she laughed.He looked at Zhao Changqi: "Then when you see her in the future, remember to thank her for me."

"Why should I say it?" Zhao Changqi said, "You can go in person."

Du Yan took a serious look at Zhao Changqi and said, "Don't talk about that, okay?"

Zhao Changqi couldn't refuse.

Changing the subject, in fact, there is nothing to talk about in love, just talk about experience and find resonance.Zhao Changqi said that when he was in junior high school, it was common for boys to fight in the school. He pretended to be a gangster, bought stickers for tattoos, and frightened others into a daze.Du Yan recalled her high school, the student-teacher-teacher-student relationship, and then she got married after graduation, saying that if she was in the United States, she would go to jail and so on, but it was a good story for them.

Then I started talking about hobbies, reading books and watching movies are of course the general public, and there is no need to talk about some famous movies.Du Yan talked about a movie she watched recently. At the last moment of their lives, two old people made a list of things to do, and then completed them one by one.

"What about you, did you also make the form?"

"No." Du Yan said, "There is an old man in the movie who is very rich, so they can be self-willed, but I can't. I just want to indulge for a while, and be happy, which is better than anything else. Actually... I still have a wish, Don't be afraid if I tell you."

"what?"

"well."

Zhao Changqi was indeed taken aback, but when he thought about it carefully, it was nothing. Is it strange for a terminally ill person to have such thoughts?

"It's said that the pleasure of that kind of thing surpasses everything. When I really want to die, I just take a sip, a big sip, and then I die. How beautiful, how good. Unfortunately, I can't find it for sale. By the way, Zhao Changqi, you will Do you smoke?"

"will not."

"Hey... I wanted to learn to smoke."

"Shall I buy it for you?"

"No," Du Yan said, "Actually, I really hate the smell of cigarettes. I tried drinking alcohol yesterday, and it was terrible. And I don't feel comfortable at all when I'm drunk."

"I hate it too...you can't kiss if you smoke..."

"Who said that a man who smokes is particularly handsome and sexy. A woman who smokes is also very attractive."

"Really," Zhao Changqi nodded, "Looks like I have to learn."

"You don't need to learn."

"why?"

"You can play the guitar, and the bonus is higher than smoking," Du Yan said. "I saw the video of you smashing the guitar. It's very handsome. It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that your guitar is broken, otherwise, now you are playing in front of me, what a feeling... Ah, maybe I can learn it."

"I can play the air guitar, come and listen," Zhao Changqi put on a crazy rock posture, with his legs spread apart, his hands up and down, his head bobbing up and down rhythmically, and his right hand followed the movement of his head violently. Sweeping strings, "What is good or bad? How can I adapt to this era? I don't understand too many questions..."

Du Yan interrupted his performance with a smile: "Change the song, "Sad Dream" is unlucky!"

"There is a girl named Xiaoyan in the village, she is good-looking and kind..."

"It's all brave
The wound on your forehead, your differences, the mistakes you made
don't have to hide

your battered doll your mask your ego
They say tame every monster with light
They say sew your wounds up no one loves clowns

Why is it not honorable to be alone
People are only imperfect and worthy of praise
Who says a man covered in mud is not a hero?

......"

The air guitar concert lasted for more than half an hour. When the excitement of the two subsided, it ended with the last song "The Lonely Brave". No one spoke while lying on the floor tiles.

"I heard that in places like Dali and Lijiang, many boys like you can find many one-night stands with just a guitar..."

"Then it seems that I must go in the future."

"Aren't you afraid of AIDS?"

"Don't be afraid, I have already learned how to use the BY set."

Du Yan kicked him.

"She took a needle and made a hole."

"Thank you for the reminder, I must check it before using it."

"How to check?"

"Blow up a balloon."

"While warming the fragrant nephrite, you are blowing up balloons?"

Zhao Changqi put his mouth close to Du Yan's ear and said, "Do you know how many times I blew up balloons by your side last night?"

Du Yan didn't care, and snorted: "I don't believe it."

Zhao Changqi threatened: "Believe it or not, I'll blow one right now."

Du Yan gritted her teeth, but she relented: "Come with me for a walk outside."

In fact, there is nothing better in this small village. The whole scenery is two bridges and a street in between.Du Yan got on the bridge and wanted to recite another poem: "24 Bridges with a moonlit night, where is the beauty..." She stopped immediately when she felt something was wrong.

Zhao Changqi suppressed a smile.

Du Yan glared at him: "Don't even think about it!"

"God testifies, I didn't think about anything."

The two of them were planning to go back for dinner, but they didn't expect there to be a small restaurant on the street where they could order food.So I ate a full meal. Although the taste was not very good, it was still very commendable compared to the poisonous cooking skills of the two of them.

The owner of the restaurant is an aunt in her 50s. When paying the bill, she asked, "Are you still students?"

"No," Zhao Changqi denied, and gave Du Yan a hug, "We are all married, and we are going to come here to have a baby."

"What do you do? Long-distance running?" Think about a few people who have rented houses in the village, basically just some drivers.

"For business," Zhao Changqi said without restraint, "We're here to inspect the project."

"I really can't see it, the young people nowadays are amazing. What kind of business are you doing?"

"Still watching," Zhao Changqi said, "I think you can do some tourism here."

Anyway, it’s just a nonsense, Zhao Changqi made up a set of lies, from the construction of agriculture, rural areas, and Maozi’s situation, to the overall development of cultural tourism and real estate, and the reform of rural homesteads...I really want to fool my aunt. Tens of thousands of dollars came to vote.But Zhao Changqi was very aggressive. In the end, their project was not short of money at all, so they did not accept investment.

Then the two drifted away, laughing constantly on the way back.

...

The romance drama is finally finished

(End of this chapter)