A life of financial freedom

Epiphyllum Community, Room 2004.

Quiet.

The tabby cat Lily looked at her owner, her eyes like two gems, bright and dazzling, and her voice was soft and sticky:

"Meow~~~"

He Yi and Yang Meina stared at Zhong Tingyue.

Ever since they told her all their guesses and calculations, she has been stunned, silent and motionless, her face sometimes red and sometimes shy, accompanied by expectation.

"I'm going to bed." Zhong Tingyue stood up, went straight to her room, and slammed the door.

"What's going on?" He Yi scratched the back of his head.

Yang Meina touched her chin and replied: "It's okay! She needs time to accept the news."

The two have been friends since childhood and know Zhong Tingyue very well.

He Yi nodded, picked up the tabby cat, and stroked it gently: "If it were me, I would also find it unbelievable."

After a pause, he looked at the ceiling, clasped his hands together, and made a praying gesture: "Ah, looking back suddenly, that person is in the dim light, and the two of them are running towards each other. What a beautiful love, I envy it so much."

"Hiss..." Yang Meina took a breath and slowly exhaled, "I only envy Chu Fang for being rich. A house worth five million yuan cost six million yuan. My God!"

Last night, the two of them had that weird idea in their minds, and then confirmed it.

When they returned to the Tanhua community and asked the community security guard, they got the reply that the owner of house No. 2003 had changed. A complainer named Chu Fang bought the original house at a premium, and the time of purchase was when Chu Fang just joined the company.

This has to make people suspicious.

Then the security guard explained that Chu Fang wanted that house specifically and didn't want any other houses.

Then, the two of them checked and thought about it from many aspects, and recalled the things they had been doing together.

Chu Fang's unintentional behavior now seemed somewhat deliberate, and the doubts in her heart were immediately resolved.

When Zhong Tingyue returned home, the two of them told each other.

While chatting, He Yi stood up as if she remembered something: "I ran away before I told her about Chu Fang's family conditions."

"Don't be in a hurry!" Yang Meina pulled He Yi and motioned her to sit down. After thinking for a while, she said: "It is inconvenient for us to tell Tingyue, and there is no need to continue to participate. Let them solve their affairs."

"I think it is best for Chu Fang to say it himself."

He Yi nodded in agreement.

Yang Meina's heart was filled with gloom, and she was worried about her childhood friend.

The family conditions of the two parties were extremely different, and there was a huge difference between them. Whether they could go to the end was still a question mark.

Even ordinary families would care about being well-matched, and would Chu Fang's parents accept their son marrying a girl from an ordinary family?

Even if the girl from an ordinary family was beautiful and excellent.

In an instant, the two thought a lot, looked at each other, and then sighed together.

... ...

After leaving the company, Chu Fang slowly went home and walked to the gate of the community. As usual, he handed a pack of 'Huazi' to the security guard. The security guard narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why is Xiao Chu so happy today?"

"I picked up money."

"Can you like the money you picked up?" The security guard looked at him: "You have narrow eyes, ruddy complexion, and crescent-shaped eyebrows. I think you are lucky in love."

"Hehe."

He smiled, did not respond, handed the whole pack of 'Huazi' to the security guard, and went straight to the community.

The security guard lit a 'Huazi' and tasted it carefully: "When I saw you, I knew you had ulterior motives. "

... ...

When he arrived at the door of his house, Chu Fang stopped and looked at No. 2004 next door. The door was closed.

He stood there and thought for a while. He did not disturb Zhong Tingyue's rest, opened the door and went home.

Walking to the living room, he threw himself on the sofa, rolled over and over on it, hugged the sofa pillow tightly, like a child hugging a favorite toy.

"Is it fake?"

"Really!"

"Zhong Tingyue is 100% interested in me."

"I am handsome, young and rich. Which boy in the world can compare to me! ”

“... ...”

Chu Fang was so excited that even his sleepiness disappeared.

At this moment, he wanted to knock on the door of Room 2004 and have a chat with Zhong Tingyue, but he resisted the impulse with great willpower, because Zhong Tingyue should be sleeping at this time.

He was so excited until noon that he could no longer resist his sleepiness and fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun was setting.

Chu Fang opened his eyes, and the whole room was stained with the orange sunset, as if time had become slow and quiet at this moment.

He stared blankly at the setting sun, feeling an inexplicable sense of loneliness in his heart, as if he had been forgotten in a corner by the world.

“Fuck!” Chu Fang jumped up and jumped up, “I’m almost at the peak of my life, where does emo come from?”

After time settles, the big dreamWhen he first woke up, Chu Fang's excitement did not decrease, but became stronger, but also calmer.

Unlike this morning, he was as happy as a monkey, laughing at whoever he caught, and was so happy that he couldn't find his way.

He sat up, touched his stomach, felt a little hungry, and walked slowly to the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator and took out the wontons he had made a few days ago.

The so-called wontons are a kind of pasta in the southwest region. It is simple and convenient. It is cooked in three to five minutes after the water boils. With red oil and chili, the taste is rich and delicate, and the freshness and spiciness are intertwined.

Perfect!

Holding the wontons that just came out of the pot, he whispered: "Wontons, dumplings, wontons, wontons, what is the difference between these four things?"

Anyway, he thinks there is no difference.

Today he was in a particularly good mood. Before eating, he let his phone eat first for the first time, took a few photos, and sent them to Moments.

As soon as he sent them out, messages followed.

Chu's mother is also a player who surfs the Internet for 25 hours at high intensity.

[A little fairy: Oh, I cooked it well. Mom wants to eat it too. Drool.JPG]

[Love Solo Player: I'll cook it for you when I get home. ]

[A little fairy: Good son. Hee hee.JPG]

He chatted with his mother for a few words and continued to reply to other people's messages. Suddenly, he saw a like and his mood suddenly tensed.

It was from 'Wangshu' Zhong Tingyue.

He thought about it and opened the WeChat box to type.

[Love Solo Player: Wake up. ]

[Wangshu: Yes. ]

[Love Solo Player: Have you eaten? ]

[Wangshu: No. ]

[Love Solo Player: Then I'll treat you. Smirk.JPG]

[Wangshu: How long will it take? ]

[Love Solo Player: How long do you want to treat? ]

The message was sent, but the other party never replied, as if the message disappeared in the black box. Just when Chu Fang frowned slightly, the other party came back with a message.

【Wangshu: Is it okay for a lifetime? 】

Chu Fang's heart twitched, and the excitement inexplicably calmed down. He had never been so calm in the past twenty years, even calmer than when he got the "hack".

He looked at the five words in the chat box and fell into a long contemplation. Then he wrote a lot of words, but deleted them, wrote a lot again, and deleted them again.

He wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote. He went back and forth three or four times.

Finally replied.

【Love Solo Player: OK! 】