The charming girl who wears ancient times and wears the present

Chapter 73

Capital
Walking on the busy road, Yan Chenglang put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker. He was already handsome and handsome. He stood at the intersection of traffic lights and waited for the green lights. His handsome appearance attracted a group of passing girls to look at him frequently. .

Yan Chenglang hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent Bisi a text message: I heard you are in the capital, when will you be free, let's meet, is that okay?

Originally thought that he and Bisi would have no further entanglements since that rainy night confession, but what he didn't expect was that the courtyard house he was thinking of was actually in Bisi's hands. Yan Chenglang couldn't help sighing, knowing that the buyer was Bisi's queen , Yan Chenglang asked Xia Chengming to stop the public relations negotiations. He knew Bisi, and in a sense, he believed that the things that nine bulls could not pull back.

If he wanted to buy the courtyard house in Bisi's hands, he had to have a face-to-face conversation with Bisi.

When he was staring at his phone and thinking about Bisi, he didn't know who reminded him that he could cross the road.Yan Chenglang temporarily held the phone in his palm and crossed the road seriously.

After arriving safely at the intersection, Yan Chenglang's phone finally belatedly beeped, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Bisi: I'm in the SRT cafe now, if you're in a hurry, come and find me!

Yan Chenglang directly typed a good word. In fact, he was afraid that Bisi would feel awkward when he saw him. At the same time, he felt that he did a little too much on the rainy night that day, hurting a girl's heart like this, but he was contradictory. If he clearly Knowing that the other person likes you but allowing this kind of relationship to develop is not good for anyone because of emotion and reason.

SRT Café

Bisi arrived at the coffee shop very early and chose a seat by the window, so that she could easily see the passers-by and the figure she was looking for.

Today, she is wearing a white waist-cut suit with a small V-neck. The red tube top is faintly visible, revealing a touch of sexiness. She is paired with a pair of wide-leg pants of the same color, and she wears red high-heeled shoes with cut-off hair on her feet , full of strong urban femininity.

She was beautiful and western-looking, and when a few enthusiastic foreigners in the coffee shop saw her, their blue eyes lit up like light bulbs, and they all invited her for a drink.

Bisi has been in a bad mood recently, and seeing men with a radius of [-] miles with a look of deep hatred, some men around her are afraid to strike up a conversation, but there are also a few courageous men.

But today she was holding her mobile phone and laughing brightly. Several groups of men had already sent invitations to her, but Bisi refused without interest.

If it was some time ago, she was in a sad state, but she often went out to the bar for a drink with some strange men to vent her depression.

Several times when she woke up in the dead of night, when she thought of giving up her feelings for Yan Chenglang, she felt as if the sky was about to fall.

At the same time, she felt a severe heartache, as if her heart had been ripped out.

So, she can't give up.

Bess's red cardamom nails tapped on the photo on the table, an old photo.

The surface of the photo has been mottled with the passage of time, but the courtyard and the small tree in the courtyard can be seen clearly
Fortunately, when she had nothing to do, she would look through the properties left to her by her grandfather. Isn't this small courtyard house the best birthday present that her grandfather gave her.

Today is her 27th birthday.

On such a special day, will she have a special birthday gift?

Yan Chenglang pushed open the door of the SRT cafe, and saw a slender snow-white hand swaying at a certain window position, holding a golden mobile phone in the palm, which contrasted with the red cardamom nails, and directly brought There is a strong visual conflict, and you can know where the other party is at a glance.

"You're here." Bisi suppressed the trembling of her voice, and when she said it, she was relieved to find that her tone hadn't changed from usual. As soon as Yan Chenglang arrived at the door of the SRT cafe, she sent her a text message.

Bisi pressed the button, and the conscientious waiter quickly came over with an iapd to order.

"A cup of Blue Mountain coffee." Bisi didn't take the iapd from the waiter's hand, and directly ordered Yan Chenglang's favorite coffee. After getting along with him for several years, Bisi knew the man in front of him almost like the back of his hand, knowing that he likes to drink coffee and only likes coffee. Drinking Lanshan, eating vegetables I prefer to eat tomato scrambled eggs and cabbage tofu soup. I don’t like to wear a suit unless I have to wear it for a formal occasion. I like to do codewriting in the middle of the night. It’s a bit boring, but it’s easy to raise and practical good man.

She just didn't want to give up such a man to other women.

Therefore, she is neither reconciled nor give up.

It was obvious that the other party had rejected her so resolutely, and his words were so indifferent and hurtful, but her heart told her that she still had impure purposes for the man in front of her.

"Don't get me wrong, this is a habit I left behind when I was your editor." Biss stirred the cappuccino in front of her with a slender spoon, and then held the cup to hide the hot emotion in her eyes Take a sip.

Soon, the waiter put a cup of Blue Mountain coffee in front of Yan Chenglang.

The black coffee reflected his handsome appearance.

"I know." Yan Chenglang lowered his eyes and said flatly.

In fact, when he faced Bisi, he felt more or less guilty. After all, the two had known each other for so many years, and they could almost be said to be good partners. Maybe he could have resolved it in a more tactful way. The emotional entanglement between them, but they chose a direct and rude way.

"I'm here because of the courtyard." Yan Chenglang clearly saw the mottled photo on the table, and simply explained why he came, "I hope Miss Bisi can sell me the courtyard in your hand." , This is my mother's relic, which contains many beautiful memories of her, so..."

However, Bisi interrupted Yan Chenglang's words bluntly, with a fierce tone that she had never had before in front of him, her voice was high-pitched, thin, and merciless at the same time, "So, you great writer deliberately You took the time to come to see me because of the matter of the courtyard house, I thought you just wanted to see me after so many days, I’m really sorry, I don’t sell it!!”

Bisi stood up suddenly. She was tall and beautiful, but when she stood up, people in the store turned their heads to look at each other.

"Yan Chenglang, I have been your editor for 4 years, not 4 days. Is it because I have developed a relationship with you that you have to treat me so indifferently? Now you can't even be a friend, can you? I, Chen Bisi, are you? Can afford someone who can't let go!" Biss was so angry that he actually called her Miss Biss, after all, they had been together for 4 years, and she could come and go in and out of his apartment intimately for 4 years, and now he actually called her Miss Biss!
Ningshi
On the path of Mingrui Middle School, tall trees are lush and lush, and their branches intertwine with each other, blocking a small piece of sky. The sunlight penetrates through the branches to the ground, causing sparse and mottled light.

In the green path, several cars were driving.

However, there was a black BMW that was moving very slowly, like a turtle crawling.

Gu Mingda looked ahead, wondering why the cars beside him always passed one after another.She looked at Pei Que who was in the driving seat, and found that he was driving seriously, with sweat dripping from his forehead, which you couldn't tell unless you looked carefully.

Maybe Pei Que just learned to drive, so he drove very slowly.Gu Mingda thought secretly, and then pretended not to know the scenery in the rearview mirror.

"Want to listen to music?" Pei Que asked.

"Okay, is there any classical music, I want to listen to this." Gu Mingda didn't hesitate, and directly said the music he wanted to listen to.

Pei Que hummed.

Suddenly, beautiful music came from the small space.

The clear overtones and lively rhythm are like "the gurgling and clanging, the cold current in the secluded space, the clearness and coldness, the trickle of pine roots." Isn't it the most famous "High Mountain and Flowing Water" in ancient times?

"Do you also like to listen to this kind of music?" Gu Mingda was a little excited. On his small face like suet jade, there were a pair of cute and round eyes blinking, with a little bit of light shining. A sense of relief and an inexplicable excitement.

Even her gentlest big brother doesn’t play such quaint music in the car. Hearing brothers say that playing such music will make them drowsy. In order to ensure the safety of their lives, they choose some backstreet boys and the like song.

Pei Que raised a smile, "Calm down and listen, the feeling of joy will arise spontaneously."

"Yeah, I feel the same way. The more I listen to it, the more comfortable I feel. Anyway, I think it sounds good, but no one at home will accompany me to listen to it. Last time my father said he would take me to a classical music concert. He fell asleep within an hour, and so did his elder brother. They don’t seem to like listening to classical music, and my third elder brother said it was slow music.” Gu Mingda propped his white and beautiful chin, as if he had found a confidant, After nagging and talking a lot, when she realized that she seemed to have said something that shouldn't be said, her little face flushed and she turned her head to the car window, pretending to be looking at some beautiful scenery.

"I happen to have two tickets for classical music in my hand, and I'm worried that no one will watch it with me, Xiao Da, why don't we two like-minded people go to listen together." Pei Que followed her topic and sent a message invitation.

But Gu Mingda didn't seem to hear what he was saying, and focused on the people and things in the rearview mirror.

How is this going?

Why are Aunt Wang and Yang Qianqian arguing?

It was a banyan tree with thick branches, and its annual rings must be more than 100 years old.

Under the luxuriant banyan tree, Aunt Wang with graying hair was pulling Yang Qianqian to prevent her from going to a clinic in front of her. It was only September, and Yang Qianqian wrapped herself tightly in long sleeves and trousers. , with layers of silk scarves around her neck, and big sunglasses on her pale face.

"Son, listen to mom, let's go find the baby's father, please don't have an abortion, you're almost 4 months old, it's not good for your health!" Aunt Wang persuaded Yang Qianqian earnestly.

Yang Qianqian pushed Aunt Wang away impatiently, "Mom, what age is it? Do you think it's like the age before you? If you don't have an abortion, don't you tell me to have a child out of wedlock? My own body knows it. Anyway, don't worry about it!"

(End of this chapter)