Millennium 2000, the earth enters the age of gods and demons

Chapter 33 Premonition
Zhang Xiaoyu resumed his previous routine. After get off work and dinner, he rushed to the open-air square of the commercial center.

Some time ago, because of Inspector Wang's affairs, he left the venue early every day. Only after he left after the banquet yesterday did he have a little bit of fear.

How can I destroy other people's families?
Knowing that she has a family, Zhang Xiaoyu gradually let go of her in his heart. He felt that the age gap between himself and her was too big, and the two combined.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt even more inappropriate between him and Inspector Wang, he told himself in his heart.

"Don't think about love for the time being, let's just follow the beat of the music and enjoy the comfortable, wonderful feeling of ecstasy."

So, after get off work today, he couldn't wait to rush to the commercial plaza again.

When Zhang Xiaoyu arrived, the activities in the commercial center hadn't started yet, and there were only crowds of people in twos and threes waiting here.

He was not in a hurry, he put his arms around his chest, and watched everything around him calmly and calmly with no expression on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to have returned to the way he was pointing the country in Wei's yesterday. He was independent from the crowd with his arms folded, giving off a faint indifference that strangers should not get close to.

Live in the air, nourish the transplanted body.

As Zhang Xiaoyu became more and more proficient at work, his mentality gradually became different from that of ordinary workers.

And he has also advanced to the extraordinary, even he himself did not realize that at this moment, he has a taste of looking down on others.

Arms on chest.

This action is his subconscious way of protecting himself because he is sensitive, inferior and not good at words, and it is also his subtle way of refusing others to approach.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who folded his chest and looked around, saw a woman coming from a distance, and he recognized her immediately.

She is the woman who exudes the simplicity and tranquility of life and the beauty of time all over her body.

There are two sisters beside her, one of them is older, about 25 or [-] years old, with a protruding figure and a round buttocks swinging with the slender waist when walking, looking sexy.

The other woman had a beautiful face, about seventeen or eighty-nine, and had long black hair falling down her shoulders, but she was bouncing around when she walked around. She looked weird and cute.

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at them and then withdrew his gaze, although he wanted to see more of her who was as quiet as a virgin, as if she was independent from the world.

But he didn't dare, and didn't want to reveal his secrets, he pretended to be arrogant, and continued to maintain a cold attitude that strangers should not get close to.

After a while, the lead dance teacher invited by the commercial center came to the front, and the crowd began to gather.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The music that made Zhang Xiaoyu inexplicably excited sounded again, and the crowd began to move with the rhythm.

Zhang Xiaoyu also gradually let go of that appearance of not getting close to strangers.

He began to follow the music, stepping on the rhythm, and slowly entered the state of ecstasy and harmony between man and nature.

Time passed quietly, and the drumbeat ended.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood there blankly with blank eyes, muttering something softly.

He was reminiscing about everything just now, and he felt that he really went to a place.

His consciousness is starting to wander somewhere, forgetting everything about reality.

In the midst of joy, the drumbeat stopped again.

Zhang Xiaoyu's blank gaze gradually became focused, and he was attracted by the figure in front of him.

She was still so peaceful, completely unable to see that she had just gone through a strenuous exercise.

"In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, but I feel that there is only a blind date."

Looking at the figure in front of her, Zhang Xiaoyu felt her peaceful breath and sighed sincerely.

With the end of the business center activities, the crowd slowly dispersed.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't dare to stay for long.

He is now a person who is cold and unfriendly to strangers, so he can't reveal his desire to get acquainted with her.

On the way back to Wei's dormitory, Zhang Xiaoyu could only silently look forward to tomorrow's arrival in his heart.

Because tomorrow I can see her again...

Isn't Zhang Xiaoyu strange?

Yesterday, because of Inspector Wang's matter, he said that he would not consider love affairs for the time being.

But at this time, a ray of affection for another person quietly developed in his heart, without knowing it.

People never know what will happen in their future.

At that time, I firmly confirmed that nothing would happen to me for a certain period of time, but when it really happened, who could control it?
Reason and emotion are always in conflict, contradiction, and opposition.

Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to use power to change himself, but he didn't even find out who his current real enemy was!
How can he change himself?
Zhang Xiaoyu, who returned to the dormitory, just finished washing and lay down on the bed.

That figure appeared in his mind from time to time, and he shook his head hard, trying to drive it out, but he couldn't.

He could only let his thoughts and thoughts dance wildly in his mind. Looking at the flying figure, he looked forward to tomorrow again in his heart.

The long night is finally over.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who hadn't had a good rest all night, opened the door of her room with a slightly haggard face.

As soon as the door was opened, the cool morning breeze blew in.

Zhang Xiaoyu regained his energy, straightened his clothes a little bit, and walked towards the workshop in good spirits.

When Zhang Xiaoyu came to his position in the skill department a little earlier, the rookie Xiao Wei also arrived early, looking down at the information in the skill department.

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and was about to tidy up his desk, only to realize that someone had tidied it up neatly, so he nodded unconsciously.

He leaned towards Xiao Wei, and looked down to see Xiao Wei who was hard at work reading, writing and scratching on a document, and took a lot of notes around it.

"This newcomer is not bad! Take him with you when you are done with your work."

And Xiao Wei, who was buried in notes, felt his eyes darkened, and when he looked up, he realized that it was his master Zhang Xiaoyu, who quickly greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Xiaoyu, good morning!"

Zhang Xiaoyu felt that he was called brother, master, and it sounded very awkward.

He seemed to feel that he couldn't bear it, and asked the newcomer Xiao Wei not to call him that, but the other party insisted, so he couldn't say more.

Hearing Xiao Wei's greeting, Zhang Xiaoyu gave a mixed answer.

He smiled in his heart and said, "Well, good morning to you too!"

But what he said slowly in his mouth was: "Yeah."

He does this a lot, when he wants to respond warmly to others.

What he said was completely different from what he thought in his heart. After he finished speaking in his heart, he subconsciously thought that he had said the same thing in his mouth.

But when he reacts and realizes that his words are not expressive, he has already passed by others, and he will feel lost for a while.

It's the same now, when he realized that his way of responding to Xiao Wei was wrong, he didn't know how to make up for it, and he didn't want to force his respect, so he could only sit back in his seat again.

"Why am I always like this?"

"Except for the areas you are familiar with, you can cope with it freely. Why do you always fail to express your meaning in other occasions and can't be yourself?"

"What exactly is the problem?"

Zhang Xiaoyu thought again.

Somewhere, he had a premonition that he would find the answer in music.

(End of this chapter)