Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

The third floor of the teachers' apartment.

After helping to put things and dishes in the kitchen, the three of them chatted for a while, Zhang Xuan went downstairs.

When the door closed, Zou Qingzhu looked at Wen Hui and sighed secretly, got up and went to the bathroom.

Wen Hui sat safely on the sofa, turned on the VCD, and continued watching the unfinished Journey to the West.

Back in the study on the second floor, Zhang Xuan first sent a text message to Mi Jian.

Q: Have you had dinner?

A minute later, Mi Jian replied: I just came back from the courtyard and had dinner at Wen Yu's house.

Zhang Xuan asked: How is Liu Xin's condition? are you better?

Mi Jian replied: She has recovered and returned to her boyfriend's place, taking the two dogs with her.

Then another text message came in from Mi Jian: How are you doing lately?

Zhang Xuan replied: I am still the same as before, writing and writing about the world.

Mi Jian asked: When will it be finalized?

Zhang Xuan thought about his reply: If it is early, it will be August, if it is late, it will be September. My plan must be finalized before the National Day.

Mi Jian was silent for a long time, typing: You must have stayed up late again, right? Don’t stay up late all the time. Even if it’s because of me, you should take good care of yourself. I hope to see a happy you in this life.

Zhang Xuan was a little excited as he held the phone. A very ordinary sentence instantly penetrated the softness of the old man's heart.

He replied: From now on, I will definitely go to bed before two o'clock in the morning.

Mi Jian didn't push him anymore, knowing that this was his limit, so he talked about another important thing: after graduation, I want to reunite with the small group in high school.

After reading this text message, Zhang Xuan felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. His intuition told him that Mi Jian was a little different today, but he still directly agreed: Okay, I will organize it then.

After reading the text message, Mi Jian put down the phone and came to the window to look at the sky. What he was thinking about was Shuang Ling and Lilith.

After staring at the phone for a while, Zhang Xuan took the alarm clock on the coffee table in the living room into the study and set the ringer to two in the morning.

According to the historical trajectory, Mi Jian and Shuang Ling are both very old and have lived past 80. If I fail to keep up because of staying up too late in this life, what will happen to me?

Although the old Zhang family is a bit poor, it can be seen from the genealogy that the ancestral genes are very good. The men from the grandfather's generation basically lived past 83, but his father passed away the inheritance and left in his early 40s.

The inheritance was broken, so he had to take it easy. If he stayed up late and suddenly died suddenly, Ling and Mi would cry to death.

The right way is to earn money and spend it with life. When a person lives his whole life, money can only be his own, and women can only be his own. Everything else is in vain.

After thinking about this, his obsession with writing "Human World" was no longer so deep.

After 5 minutes of waiting for no further reply from Mi Jian, he knew that Mi Jian would not contact him again today, so he simply turned off his phone and closed his eyes to rest.

About 10 minutes later, the sound of a piano came from upstairs. The sound was low, lingering, and very contagious. After listening for a while, the chaotic thoughts in Zhang Xuan's mind were completely discarded by the sound of the piano, and his heart became clear.

After finding the pen, unscrewing the cap of the ink bottle, and laying out the notebook, Zhang Xuan took this opportunity to immerse himself in writing.

As expected, he was not disappointed. He was still bursting with inspiration. The tip of the pen was like a water valve. When it touched the white paper, the water valve opened instantly, and the overflowing thoughts rushed to the gate like a flood, endlessly.

third floor.

Zou Qingzhu looked at the time, 10:43 pm

She peeked out of the window, then turned to Wen Hui and said, "Zhang Xuan's study window is still open, and there is light inside. He should still be writing. Do you want to wait?"

Wen Hui stood up and came to the dining table, "No wait, he hasn't come up at this point. He must be in very good condition and won't come up. Let's have a midnight snack."

Zou Qingzhu came over by the window: "Is it really delicious?"

"Eat." As she said that, Wen Hui had already picked up the bowl and spoon and started serving the seafood porridge.

Zou Qingzhu also filled a bowl and started eating the boiled meat and vegetables.

After taking three bites in a row, Zou Qingzhu suddenly said: "When we go back this time, we met the parents on both sides."

Wen Hui was not surprised and just asked: "Are you sure?"

Zou Qingzhu: "I don't marry for love, I marry for marriage. Once it's confirmed, it's him. He has always been very good to me before, and I believe he will be very good to me in the future."

At this point, Zou Qingzhu paused and said: "In order to strengthen my own determination, this time, this time..."

Wen Hui looked up at her.

Zou Qingzhu said in one breath: "In order to prevent myself from being half-hearted in the future, I gave myself to him this time."

Wen Hui stopped her chopsticks, stood up and said, "This is a happy event. Let's have some wine tonight."

Zou Qingzhu blushed and asked, "There is still wine at home? Why didn't I know?"

Wen Hui walked into the kitchen, found half a bottle of Romanee-Conti, and said, "This is the wine that Zhang Xuan and I didn't finish. We'll drink it tonight."

Zou Qingzhu even leaned forward: "You didn't finish the drink during the 51st holiday?"

Wen Hui didn't shy away from it and said yes.

The two of them each poured a glass, touched it together and drank.

Halfway through the drink, seeing Wen Hui drinking dullly, Zou Qingzhu asked tentatively: "Hui Hui, are you worried?"

Wen Hui slowly shook her head: "No."

Then Wen Hui asked: "You gave yourself to him, will you regret it later?"

Zou Qingzhu recalled it and said very frankly: "Actually, I regretted it and was shaken when I rented a room with him. I even wanted to run away, but I still gritted my teeth and cut off my own escape."

Wen Hui was startled: "Why do you have to force yourself so much?"

Zou Qingzhu said: "He is already 24 and will be 25 soon. If I don't give him a reassurance, his family may rush him or even find him another partner."

Wen Hui asked: "Then when will you get married?"

Zou Qingzhu replied: "Let's wait until I graduate, or Yansan can secretly marry him."

As he talked, Zou Qingzhu couldn't hold it back: "Zhang Xuan promised to marry the couple three years after graduating from graduate school at the latest, that is, before 28. Are you really so willing?"

Wen Hui drooped her eyelids and lowered her head to pick vegetables for herself.

Zou Qingzhu also gave her a chopstick: "I know he likes you very much, so do you like him?"

Wenhui finished a piece of cabbage in small sips, but still didn't answer.

Zou Qingzhu was discouraged, "Do you know, in fact, I have lived in trepidation in the past two years. It is very difficult for me to stand among you. I am afraid that you and the two actors will quarrel. Although I know that it won't happen according to your temperament, but Zhang Xuan is too good, love It's easy to get carried away.

Especially that time, when you went to the Netherlands to participate in the international piano competition, even I guessed that Zhang Xuan might have come to find you. The two actors should know better than me.

That time I was so afraid that you would come back and that the two of you would fall apart. "

Thinking of the scene that happened in the Netherlands, Wen Hui closed her eyes and drank the wine in the glass.

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(The transition chapter is not easy to write, it’s stuck)