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

Chapter 76 The Big Bird Soars Excitedly
Liu Qianqian saw a story.

A reporter went to a remote mountainous area for an interview, and met a mother who was cooking instant noodles for a few-year-old child.

The reporter said: "You can't eat too much instant noodles."

Mother nodded: "I won't eat too much. Today is her birthday, so I only give her food once. How can I be willing to do it?"

Wang Zihao's family is not that tight yet, but when they go out to eat, it costs 30 yuan a meal, and they seldom eat once.

Cooking a meal at home, with meat and vegetables, costs less than ten yuan per person.

The amount is not large, but it is enough to keep you full.

Mr. Rice in Lanxiu City costs 30 yuan for a meal.

Usually during festivals, Old Wang and Xu Yixin go there for a meal.

If the son is there, they are willing to take him to restaurants with higher consumption.

"Going to Mr. Rice to eat is the way my boyfriend's parents celebrate festivals." Liu Qianqian said to Zhang Ruolan: "Every year on their wedding anniversary, his parents would eat there."

Zhang Ruolan was stunned.

so shabby?

Wang Zihao and Liu Qianqian have had many conversations on the phone recently. It is impossible for the two of them to keep saying love words like I love you and you love me.

Most of what they talked about was nonsense.

For example, Wang Zihao would ask her what color of prohibited items she was wearing today, and she would ask him what time he got up today.

Wang Zihao also talked about his family's past, saying that he later found out that on the wedding anniversary, his parents would go out for a meal together.

Since moving to Jinhufu Community, the couple's annual wedding anniversary celebration location has become a Chinese fast food brand restaurant in Lanxiu City.

Liu Qianqian thinks that this Chinese fast food restaurant should be Mr. Rice.

"Then let's go to Mr. Rice for this meal." Zhang Ruolan originally wanted to take Wang Zihao to a better restaurant for lunch, but from what Liu Qianqian said, Mr. Rice is also good.

People at her age mostly eat to live, and their enthusiasm for food has long since declined to the bottom.

Eating, feeling is the most important thing.

Every time she went back to Junsha, Zhang Ruolan would go to the place where she used to eat and order a bowl of noodles, or a Roujiamo or something.

Although it doesn't taste like it used to, it can be remembered.

Like going to the grave on Qingming Festival, I can’t see my mother in the grave, but I still go every year.

After hanging up with Zhang Ruolan, Liu Qianqian checked the time.

Boyfriend should now be back in Whisper of the Wind.

Wang Zihao only went back to live with his parents on weekends, and he still lived outside from Monday to Friday, lying to his parents that the rented house hadn’t expired yet, so he couldn’t live for nothing.

He didn't say that he lived in the language of the wind, mainly because he didn't want to be troublesome.

Lest Xu Yixin break the casserole and ask the end, and even want to dig out Liu Qianqian's measurements with him in the end.

"Baby, I met Zhang Ruolan this morning, how was the chat?" Liu Qianqian sent Wang Zihao a message instead of calling.

She was worried that her boyfriend was having a good time, venting profusely.

One phone call passed, and the boyfriend was caught blind.

Songwriting is just like that sometimes, you can't be interrupted.

Wang Zihao has indeed started to "write songs", but it does not exist that his inspiration was interrupted.

At most, it will affect the speed at which he picks up the scores.

"We had a good chat. I didn't expect Chen Huixian to be so unlucky. It's a pity." Wang Zihao quickly replied to his girlfriend.

After receiving Wang Zihao's message, Liu Qianqian was surprised. What did Zhang Ruolan tell him?
Liu Qianqian didn't know about Chen Huixian's depression.

All she knew was that Chen Huixian's current life was not going well.

"Will calling now affect you?" Liu Qianqian asked.

After a while, Wang Zihao called: "Aren't you busy now?"

"Call me baby!" Liu Qianqian acted like a baby.

"Okay, baby, are you done?" Wang Zihao asked again.

"I'm not busy anymore, I miss my baby." Liu Qianqian was satisfied.

"I miss my baby too... Forget it, I can't talk about this, lest I feel anxious and miss you." Wang Zihao said.

"Yeah." Liu Qianqian agreed, and if the conversation continued, it was time for her boyfriend to ask her about her color.

Last time he said that there were two vines planted in the front yard of his hometown, one was purple and the other was also purple.

Then ask her: What color are the two grapes you planted.

Liu Qianqian said she didn't grow vines.

Wang Zihao could only ask her bluntly.

She blushed and said she hated it.

Wang Zihao also asked, she buried her head in the quilt, and said that when she returned to Junsha, he would see for himself.

Wang Zihao said he couldn't wait.

Finally, with reddened ears, she typed and told him the answer.

Last time, when we were chatting and chatting, when the love was strong, he made an inch of it, and asked her an even more embarrassing question - the abyss of two realms.

"By the way, what happened to Chen Huixian, how do you say she is unlucky?" Liu Qianqian asked her boyfriend curiously.

"Didn't Sister Lan tell you about Chen Huixian?" After hesitating for a moment, Wang Zihao asked without answering.

Although Zhang Ruolan didn't tell him not to reveal Chen Huixian's illness, he didn't want to reveal other people's privacy casually.

"Chen Huixian got married and had a baby, is that the case?" Liu Qianqian was puzzled.

Many people in the circle don't know that Chen Huixian retired because she got married and had children, they are just guessing.

The outside world is even more unknown.

"It's not just that." Wang Zihao said, "Chen Huixian is sick."

"Ah?" Liu Qianqian was surprised: "What's wrong?"

When his girlfriend asked this question, Wang Zihao immediately understood that she didn't know about Chen Huixian's depression.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Zihao said, "Depression."

If Chen Huixian came back in the future and signed a contract with Qianqian Culture, this secret would no longer be a secret to Liu Qianqian.

If Chen Huixian insists on not coming back, then it doesn't matter if Liu Qianqian knows this secret, it's just an outsider.

Zhang Ruolan also knew that he and Liu Qianqian were boyfriend and girlfriend, so she didn't specifically ask him to keep it a secret, and presumably she didn't plan to hide Chen Huixian's depression from Liu Qianqian.

"Depression?" Hearing her boyfriend's words, Liu Qianqian's face turned pale: "Is it serious?"

"It should be quite serious." Wang Zihao said.

The first love who had known each other for 20 years, finally broke up with Chen Huixian, got married and started a family. One can imagine the blow she received.

And her married life should not be happy, otherwise she would not suffer from this disease.

Even if ordinary people have love, they will suffer from this disease, but most of them are caused by the pressure of survival.

Chen Huixian has everything in material things and lacks nothing.

This kind of disease, [-]% is because of unsatisfactory marriage.

In the past, Wang Zihao often saw a loving young couple in the community. He noticed after the woman's belly began to show that the mother-to-be was as happy as a little girl every day.

It is said that a few days before the due date, the mother-to-be was playing disco with her girlfriends at home, and then her stomach hurt, thinking she was about to give birth, she was sent to the hospital immediately.

After arriving at the hospital, it was found that the amniotic fluid had not broken and the expected date of delivery was not yet reached.

The mother-to-be started to make noise again, asking her husband to buy spicy crayfish every day, plate after plate.

In the end, the child was so hot that he couldn't stand it and refused to stay in the mother's stomach any longer.

"Unexpectedly, everyone thought that if a woman like Chen Huixian was unhappy, no one would be happy." Liu Qianqian regretted, heartbroken, and lost.

"My parents like Chen Huixian very much. If they know, they will be very disappointed, and it will be a big blow." Wang Zihao sighed.

At noon, Wang Zihao and Zhang Ruolan had a meal.

Didn't go to Mr. Rice.

"I think you should take Qianqian there first." Zhang Ruolan refused to let Wang Zihao treat him for this reason, and instead invited him to a restaurant for dinner.

"I was negligent." Wang Zihao blamed himself a little: "I didn't expect Qianqian to be so smart, and he obtained or guessed a lot of things from chatting with me."

"It's good for a girl to be so smart. In the future, there will be less unnecessary friction and trouble in your life. Life is not poetry and distant places, but many people think that way. If the people around you are too stupid, they will worry about it. As time goes by, most of them will I think it's troublesome." Zhang Ruolan laughed.

"Sister Lan is someone who has experienced it, so she said it well." Wang Zihao was taught.

After dinner, the two said goodbye. Zhang Ruolan didn't mention Chen Huixian to Wang Zihao, nor urged him to write a song.

Everything that should be said has been said, and what should not be said seems to have been said.

As for songwriting, it is better to let nature take its course, pressure is not necessarily motivation.

in the afternoon.

After returning to the words of the wind, Wang Zihao continued to pick up the score.

In less than an hour, the song was all done.

Zhang Ruolan was no longer in the company, and was driving back to his parents' house in Hedong, although his father was the only one left at home.

"Sister Lan, the song is finished." Before the car got on the Juzizhou Bridge, Zhang Ruolan received a call from Wang Zihao.

"So fast?" Zhang Ruolan was surprised.

"Not fast, a geek with a burst of inspiration can finish a song in ten minutes, and after it is released, it is popular all over the country." Wang Zihao said.

"Haha, that kind of thing is rare." Zhang Ruolan smiled and said, "Then send me the score, and I'll send it to Chen Huixian."

"Okay." Wang Zihao hung up the phone.

When the car was on the Juzizhou Bridge, Zhang Ruolan paid attention to the information on her mobile phone from time to time.

She didn't receive the score until the car was almost home.

While he was wondering, Wang Zihao called again.

"Zihao, why didn't I see you post the sheet music?" Zhang Ruolan asked.

"Sister Lan." After a moment of silence, Wang Zihao wondered, "I've thought about it carefully, this song should not be left to Sister Chen."

"Ah?" Zhang Ruolan was surprised: "Why? Isn't it all written? It's nothing to look at."

At the same time, she was a little disappointed.

Probably, Wang Zihao himself felt that the writing was not good enough to impress Chen Huixian.

"I can't give this song to Sister Chen. If I give it, there may be two results." Wang Zihao said.

Zhang Ruolan was curious: "What do you mean?"

"Sister Chen may collapse after seeing it." Wang Zihao said.

Zhang Ruolan stepped on the brakes quickly, and then parked the car on the side of the road.

"Is it that serious?" She asked in shock.

"That's just one possibility." Wang Zihao said, "The other possibility is to die and live."

Zhang Ruolan wiped off her sweat, and either died or broke and stood up.

Too much risk!

If only the song had this kind of killing power.

"Send it to me first." Zhang Ruolan said, "It would be best if you can record a demo. I'm not good at music theory. I can't compare with people like you, Qianqian, and Chen Huixian."

"No!" Wang Zihao refused.

"You can't just show me?" Zhang Ruolan was stunned.

"It may not be lethal to you, but to Sister Chen, it may be at the level of destruction." Wang Zihao said: "After I send it to you, you may not feel it at all. You thought it was nothing more than that, so you sent it to Sister Chen."

Zhang Ruolan became even more curious, what kind of song did Wang Zihao write?

"Then I'll go to your side now, I just look at it, don't take it away, okay?" Zhang Ruolan continued to drive on the road and turned around at the intersection ahead.

"Alright." Wang Zihao did not refuse Zhang Ruolan's coming.

After half an hour.

Wang Zihao sat on a bench by the lake. The sky was still clear in the morning, but it was getting darker in the afternoon.

As the wind blows across the lake, a big bird of unknown species soars excitedly and alone over Peach Blossom Lake.

"Zihao." He was staring at the lake in a daze when Zhang Ruolan finally found him.

Wang Zihao didn't meet Zhang Ruolan at Whisper of the Wind, and he didn't go to Jinhu Square again.

"Sister Lan, sit down!" Wang Zihao moved to the edge of the bench.

Zhang Ruolan was not pretentious, she didn't blow on the bench or wipe it with a tissue, she just sat down.

"Let me look at the score first." After sitting down, Zhang Ruolan asked impatiently.

"Wait." Wang Zihao took out two A4 papers from his backpack and handed them to Zhang Ruolan.

Then, he handed over the earphones that had already been plugged into the phone.

Zhang Ruolan put the earphones in her ears and picked up the score.

"I pressed start." Wang Zihao reminded.

Zhang Ruolan nodded.

In the distance, a child was throwing a temper tantrum, seeming to blame his parents for not buying anything, crying hoarsely.

Listening to the demo, Zhang Ruolan stared blankly at the score.

After only half listening, Wang Zihao was surprised to find that this golden manager who seemed to be in control of everything had tears in his eyes.

Not long after, two lines of tears rolled down.

As if startled by the tears rolling down, Zhang Ruolan hastily took off her earphones and took out a tissue from her bag.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions for a while." Zhang Ruolan, who wiped her tears and then her nose, said, tears came down again.

Wang Zihao didn't make a sound.

It turned out that Zhang Ruolan was also a person with a story.

Before, he couldn't see it at all.

"This song..." Zhang Ruolan turned the sheet music to the back and put it on the bench, with a disappointed expression on her face: "I really can't give it to Chen Huixian, I can't take this risk."

On the way back to Hexi, Zhang Ruolan planned to grab the song if it was good, or was secretly afraid of the score.

In short, you must take the score back first, and then decide whether to give it to Chen Huixian after studying it.

Now, she is decisive.

Not for Chen Huixian!

She even planned not to tell Chen Huixian about the existence of this song.

"This song may not be widely circulated, and it will only have a huge lethal effect on a small number of people, but these people like it very much." Wang Zihao said.

Zhang Ruolan nodded: "The lyrics hit people's hearts directly, sister Hui is in this situation, I can't watch it!"

She regretted it a little.

Originally, there was a wall in front of her, and she just wanted to ask Wang Zihao to send some explosives.

As a result, he sent over a nuclear bomb.

It really exploded, the wall was blown up, but the people were also gone.

Zhang Ruolan was feeling sorry for it, when Wang Zihao spoke out, she opened her mouth wide with one sentence.

(End of this chapter)