Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 42 Today is a Good Day
If in normal times or other places, Liu Qianqian was designated to blush when she heard such a voice coming from the door.

Don't be ashamed!
It's not dark yet.

But this is the apartment where Wang Zihao lives, and Liu Qianqian felt struck by lightning when she heard it.

His ex-girlfriend came back to look for him, and the two rekindled their old relationship and reconciled?

Liu Qianqian didn't think the woman inside was Wang Zihao's new girlfriend.

The only one who can defeat her is Wang Zihao's ex-girlfriend, not a newcomer.

Liu Qianqian was completely hopeless, no wonder he kept rejecting her.

It turned out that he was waiting for his ex-girlfriend.

All of a sudden, Liu Qianqian thought about it, why did she have to wait for a good day last Saturday, and just drive with Wang Zihao, wouldn't it be over?
With Wang Zihao's character, as long as she is fired, he will definitely be responsible to the end.

Liu Qianqian wiped her tears, it was too late.

He happily went out to make money, and wanted to surprise his "boyfriend" when he came back, but he ran into his "boyfriend" having fun with another woman.

As expected, first loves are all young and fragile, and they will die if they are not careful, and die without any cause.

Liu Qianqian walked back in a daze. She didn't knock on the door, and she didn't even have the right to question her.

So be it.

Love can be met but not sought, and you may not be able to meet it if you go all out, let alone catch it.

Confused, she walked to the door of the elevator and was about to press the elevator when Liu Qianqian looked up at the wall and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, she wiped away her tears and carefully looked at the numbers on the wall again.

After confirming the number she saw, her gloomy eyes suddenly regained their luster.

Looking back at the corridor, Liu Qianqian smiled through tears.

After that, she didn't even wait for the elevator, and went downstairs through the fire escape.

Walking to the next floor, she hurriedly walked deep into the corridor.

After a while, she stopped in front of the door of an apartment.

"it's dark
lonely and slowly cutting
Someone's heart starts to ache again

love is far away
long time no see

……

Who said people have to be happy
As if happiness is chosen by others
Will the one who can't be found come?

who will i be who will be mine

......"

Inside the door, one of the nine poems on the arch bridge can be heard clearly. Wang Zihao is playing and singing by himself. He doesn't need an audience and has nothing to do with the world.

Listening to it, Liu Qianqian cried again.

Then, she knocked on the door.

"Huh?" Seeing Liu Qianqian outside the door, Wang Zihao who was holding a guitar in his hand was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he pulled Liu Qianqian into the room: "Why are you wronged?"

Liu Qianqian did not speak, and hugged the person in front of her, regardless of whether he agreed or not.

Wang Zihao moved the guitar to the side, afraid of knocking on Liu Qianqian, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay."

Although he was a little baffled and didn't know what was going on.

After a long time, Liu Qianqian raised her head, her nose was red: "You sing really well!"

Wang Zihao laughed: "Have you been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time?"

I can make others cry, I am really amazing!

Liu Qianqian didn't pierce Wang Zihao's self-confidence, and didn't tell Wang Zihao why she was crying. Like a little girl, she nodded in Wang Zihao's arms: "It's been a while."

"Have you eaten yet?" Wang Zihao let go of his hand, not caring about the beauty.

The main reason is that it is not easy to do it, and it is boring to stick it.

If it was his ex-girlfriend, he would hug the computer desk and start researching.

"No, come here as soon as we get home." As if returning from hell to heaven, no matter what Wang Zihao did, he couldn't make Liu Qianqian feel too much.

"Then wait for me. Let's go out to buy pork belly. Tonight, we will fulfill our promise and make braised pork for you." Wang Zihao still remembered what he said.

Looking at my ex-girlfriend like that, I don't know if I will pay back the 2 yuan.

Anyway, Wang Zihao didn't plan to return it to Liu Qianqian, talking about money would hurt his feelings.

Afterwards, the two went out to buy vegetables at a nearby vegetable market.

Before going out, Wang Zihao cooked the rice first.

"There was no urban planning here in the early years. It was too crowded. Hexi is better, right?" Wang Zihao said to Liu Qianqian, looking at the tight road and the sides.

"Not at all, it depends on your mood." Liu Qianqian said, "I think the house is too spacious and it's not very comfortable to live in."

Do you want me to increase your popularity?
Wang Zihao glanced at Liu Qianqian, who was wearing a beige short-sleeved T-shirt and skinny jeans, looking fresh and natural.

It's just that the small round buttocks somewhat spoil the beauty of pure desire, making it a little more sexy.

Perhaps it was because the person watching was not decent enough, so I can't blame her.

You can't blame yourself, it's already a very sad thing for yourself to become bad, and it's not easy.

"When I have money, I'll move in." Wang Zihao is still looking forward to it, and daring to move in shows that even if he doesn't rely on others, he still has a foothold in this world.

As for wanting to surpass Liu Qianqian and build a wealthy family, he never thought about it, it was self-righteous and whimsical.

Several generations of people, dozens of hundreds of talents, hard work and hard work, can one person catch up in a lifetime?

"When did you get rich?" Liu Qianqian asked, if she could, she was willing to work hard to make money so that Wang Zihao could have money to marry her earlier.

This is the excellent quality of a girl who has never met what people call sad. If she is like Liu Piaopiao, let me help you make money to marry me, what a fart!

"My money requirements are not high, tens of thousands a month...Maybe it will be achieved in two months." Wang Zihao entered the vegetable market, familiar with the road, and only bought the ingredients for tonight's cooking.

There is no refrigerator in the apartment, so don't buy more.

"Zihao, what are you doing now?" Liu Qianqian asked curiously.

Glancing at the sky, the snapshot of the dream came into reality, Wang Zihao no longer concealed it, and said: "Writing a book, I am going to be a writer."

"Writer?" Liu Qianqian was surprised. It is said that in this profession, nine points depend on talent and one point depends on hard work.

"Yes, many people are spiritually deficient, and they need a kind of popular culture to fill the meaning of existence." Wang Zihao said.

"When you were in high school, were you good at Chinese?" Liu Qianqian thought hard, but in high school, she paid too little attention to Wang Zihao.

"It's enough to tell a good story. You don't need a good writing style, so don't expect too much from me. I'm an ordinary person." Wang Zihao said as he walked towards the pork stall.

Not long after, the two walked out of the vegetable market and walked back.

"Zihao, as a writer, don't you need to go to work, and just stay at home to create every day?" Back at the Kuaixuan apartment, Liu Qianqian asked enthusiastically.

"It's true that you don't need to go to work, but every day is like going to jail. You either read or write books. Even if you have entertainment time, it's fragmented." Wang Zihao walked out of the elevator carrying shopping bags.

"Then you don't need to live here, why not go home and live?" Liu Qianqian followed Wang Zihao.

"Young people don't go out to work, and the adults in the family will think that you are not doing your job properly and are not reliable." Wang Zihao said.

Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes: "You can live with me, so you don't have to spend money to rent a house."

"No, I just paid the rent." Wang Zihao didn't agree, and it wasn't time to accept his fate.

After dinner, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Wang Zihao wanted to send Liu Qianqian downstairs, but Liu Qianqian sat still: "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Wang Zihao returned with a pot of water, ready to boil some scented tea.

"Tomorrow a music director will come over to help Bai Ya and Piao Piao record songs, do you want to go and see?" Liu Qianqian asked.

"What am I looking at? Don't go!" Wang Zihao refused.

"Professionals, just watch and learn. I still hope that all songs will be produced by you in the future, and I can pay you according to the market price." Liu Qianqian said.

"There is a specialization in the art industry, and I don't care about it. If I insist on learning, I will not succeed in the future, and I will achieve nothing." Wang Zihao said.

Liu Qianqian felt a little pity, the little man was too assertive.

"Aunt Wu said that her daughter-in-law is pregnant, and when the child is born, she will quit her job and go back to take care of her grandson." Liu Qianqian said suddenly.

"Why did you tell me this?" Wang Zihao asked strangely.

"If Aunt Wu quits her job, I don't plan to spend any more money to hire someone." Liu Qianqian said.

"You don't want me to pay for someone, do you?" Wang Zihao said nervously, the house is also his, he deserves it, he got it by selling songs.

Since it is also his house, he should pay part of the expenses.

"If Aunt Wu leaves, you can't stay in, and I can't live in. The house is too big, and I dare not live alone." Liu Qianqian said.

Wang Zihao looked at Liu Qianqian: "I didn't know you were so big and so timid."

Liu Qianqian blushed, do you want to say that her breasts are too big to squeeze her courage?
"Isn't it normal for girls to be afraid of the dark?" Liu Qianqian said confidently, "My uncle's brother lived in a house by himself before he got married, and he ran back to live with uncle and the others after a short time, saying that he was afraid to live alone."

"It's hard to imagine." Wang Zihao shook his head, hypocritically.

Afterwards, he pulled Liu Qianqian up from the small stool: "Go back, you're exhausted, go to bed early tonight. I'm a very principled person, and I'll do it when I say I'll move in after I earn money."

Seeing that she was not very happy and wanted to sit on her butt, Wang Zihao couldn't help but slap her butt.

Immediately.

Liu Qianqian's pretty face flushed, she agreed on the principle, why did she spank the girl's ass?

Is this the work of a man of principle?
However, it is really comfortable!
"Why don't you come back to Hexi with me?" Liu Qianqian summoned up her courage as she came downstairs and stood beside the Red Princess.

Today is a good day.

"Don't return!" Wang Zihao didn't know what Liu Qianqian meant, he only knew that "the yellow sand wears the golden armor in all battles, and if you don't break Loulan, you will never return it."

Before he got his grades, he wouldn't flee back to Hexi in embarrassment to eat the old man.

"I..." Liu Qianqian still refused to get in the car, wanting to clarify.

But her innate reserve still didn't allow her to be as unrestrained as her best friend Xu Siqian.

"I see that the screen of your mobile phone is cracked, and I am reluctant to change it. This mobile phone is for you." In the end, Liu Qianqian took out a new mobile phone from the car.

"Hey, what's so embarrassing? You know me, and you don't know how to reject people." Wang Zihao didn't want it at first, but seeing that it was the latest mobile phone with super high pixels, it would be very suitable for taking videos in the future, so he couldn't help but pick it up .

Back then, if I had such a mobile phone, the viewing effect would definitely be doubled if I took a video with my ex-girlfriend.

While admiring the new phone happily, Liu Qianqian told Wang Zihao to return the phone to her immediately: "I think my phone can still be used..."

(End of this chapter)