The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

  Chapter 634, Wen Hui said: I am the first to go

   Outside the window is the endless sunset, the summer monsoon blows into the car from the southern sea, and the whole person is cool.

   to the middle school.

   Zhang Xuan invited Ou Ming: "Old Ou, come to my house and sit?"

  Ou Ming touched his bald head and refused: "Brother Xuan, I won't go this time. I have to hurry up and collect scraps to earn money. Old Shen can't be busy alone."

   glanced outside, but Zhang Xuan did not forcibly hold back: "Well, go ahead and do your work first, and get together when you have time."

   Watching Ou Ming disappear across the road, Zhang Xuan also entered CUHK.

   It's summer vacation, and the campus is empty. Except for the wind, the deep tree-lined path is the sound of walking quietly.

  People have not yet arrived at the teacher's apartment, and they can hear the bright and bright sound of the piano from far away, lazy and melodious, as if it is like the sunset at dusk, flowing slowly along its ancient and elegant black and white keys.

   Zhang Xuan couldn't help thinking in his heart: Is this piano a few years old?

   Otherwise, why does it sound so good?

   He didn't know when, but he felt that the notes under Wen Hui's fingertips were getting more and more right.

   It is rare to be empty, and it is rare that no one disturbs him. He is not in a hurry to go upstairs.

   Zhao Lei had noticed him for a long time, but she didn't bother to bother.

  The doors of the rooms on the first floor were all closed, Wang Li was gone, Lao Deng was gone, and Director Rooney went home from vacation. The pair of turtles who used to love to be romantic behind the curtains are also a thing of the past.

   For several years, everyone came and went, and many people became each other's passers-by.

   Passing by!

   Suddenly thought of the word passing, Zhang Xuan slowly raised his head and looked at the window on the third floor.

   A year from now, will you and Wenhui also become passers-by?

Will    become a passer-by in life?

  Her neckline, the scenery inside the neckline, her comfortable and seductive temperament, her dexterous little mouth, and the smile of Sheng Xinghua.

   Who will be cheaper?

  The sound of the piano fluctuated far and near, and the cluttered heart lake suddenly became flat.

  I don't know how long it took before the sound of the piano stopped.

   After an unknown amount of time, a person appeared in the corridor on the third floor.

   As if he had a feeling in his heart, the drowsy old man opened his eyes and looked up at the third floor after being stunned for a few seconds.

   looking at each other

  Across three floors, you don’t need to shout to know that it’s time to eat, someone is calling you to eat.

   Raise your wrist to see the time 7:22

   It got dark after half an hour, and before I knew it, I fell asleep leaning against the plane tree for more than 90 minutes.

   retracted his gaze, Zhang Xuan got up and picked up his backpack and walked towards the entrance of the corridor.

   nodded to Zhao Lei, went up to the second floor, paused, then went up to the third floor.

   Seeing him appear at the entrance of the corridor on the third floor, Wen Hui turned around and entered the house, and started serving dishes.

   Zhang Xuan changed his shoes and went in, washed his hands, walked over and asked, "When did you know I came back?"

  Wen Hui sat down with a bowl of rice, "I didn't pay attention to the time."

  Zhang Xuan sat on her side and looked at her fixedly, meaning: Why do you only pack one bowl of rice? Only take one pair of chopsticks?

  Wen Hui lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, which meant: Do yourself a favor.

   Zhang Xuan blinked: You are a guest from afar.

  Wen Hui followed with a light wink: Are you a guest? Have a guest coming to your door empty-handed?

  After blinking, Wen Hui, who felt that she was being led astray by him, lowered her head and picked up chopsticks to start eating, obviously not used to his troubles.

   It was just that before her chopsticks touched the dish, she realized that the bowl of rice beside her had suddenly disappeared, and the chopsticks in her hand were also taken away before she could react.

After    Wen Hui was stunned, her eyes fell on him.

   Zhang Xuan has a thick skin and has already eaten it. The first piece to eat is pork belly with garlic sprouts.

   Not to mention, this kind of pork belly stir-fried with tempeh is very fragrant and not greasy in the mouth.

   Under her gaze, the old man ate the first piece of meat, which was delicious, followed by the second fastest piece of meat, and then took a bite of rice.

   Eat the third piece of meat, the meaty one is still delicious, then put two more pieces of meat in your mouth, and grab a bite of rice.

  Wenhui looked at him quietly, her small mouth pouting slightly.

   Seeing this, Zhang Xuan, who had food in his mouth, said vaguely, "If you don't dislike it, then take it and eat it."

   stared at his eyes for two more seconds, after confirming that this was a genuine rogue, Wen Hui silently got up and went to the kitchen silently.

   After a while, she came back from the kitchen with rice and half a bowl of rice in her left hand and chopsticks in her right.

  Wen Hui's first chopstick was also pork belly, and she didn't eat it, so she put down three chopsticks in a row. These three chopsticks went down, and the pork belly of a butterfly was directly reduced by half.

   Zhang Xuanmeng was overwhelmed, and it took a long time to ask: "No wonder you only pack half a bowl of rice, but you don't want me to eat alone?"

  Wenhui ignored him, bowed her head and ate to herself, but she couldn't help but chuckle as she ate.

   His eyes stayed on her slightly open red lips for 5 seconds, and Zhang Xuan, who was a little hungry, pulled his chopsticks and continued to eat.

   seemed to sense the look in his eyes just now, Wen Hui withdrew her smile and remained silent after that.

   After eating, Zhang Xuan rubbed his stomach and said, "It's getting dark and there's night wind outside. Let's go for a walk together?"

  Wenhui looked at the swaying treetops outside the window, and wanted to eat and drink, but did not refuse.

   Seeing her promise, Zhang Xuan got up and said, "I've been running around for a day, I'll take a shower first, and you can take the opportunity to clean up the dishes."

   After saying that, he felt so refreshed that he went out and went downstairs.

  Wen Hui watched his back leave, looked at the door, and looked at the tableware and chopsticks on the table. After staying for two seconds, she reached out and began to pick up.

   He should take more baths in the summer. After bathing, he felt that he was not the same self he used to be, and that he was full of energy and came back to life again.

   Waited under the plane tree for nearly half an hour before Wen Hui came downstairs.

   Zhang Xuan's eyes circled around her: "Did you take a shower?"

  Wen Hui hummed.

   Zhang Xuan then asked: "A revenge bath?"

  Wen Huiqiao laughed out loud. Although the sound was not loud, it was very slight, but he heard it firmly.

   Walking side by side for a while, Zhang Xuan asked, "I feel it's too quiet. Are we the only ones left in the whole building?"

  Wenhui said, "No, there is a pair of old professors with their granddaughter on the fourth floor, but it's on the back."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "How old is the granddaughter?"

  Wen Hui estimated her age, "About 10 years old."

   guessed the doubts in his heart, and she helped to explain: "This building is filled with elderly teachers. Usually, they either go home or go to their children's during the holidays. Very few people stay here."

   Zhang Xuan understands in seconds that this building is the first batch of teachers for welfare housing. Those who are eligible to receive housing are basically old.

   Decades have passed, and the children who once grew up here have basically made a difference. Some have gone abroad, and some are scattered all over the country, but there are more in Beijing and Shanghai.

  No way, who said that in the past few years, the capital and Shanghai stock market have been the political and economic centers of the country?

   The policies and conditions are indeed better than that of Yangcheng.

   Every time we take a walk, I have to go to Xingting. How can I put it, if I don’t come here, I feel empty, as if this walk is incomplete.

   Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "How is your piano preparation going?"

  Wenhui said: "It's okay."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Are you confident to get the first place this time?"

   Meeting his eyes, Wen Hui thought about it and said, "I'm going first."

   felt her confidence: "Come on, I wish you success!"

  Wenhui said gently: "Thank you."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "When is the final in September?"

   Wenhui said: "September 27th."

  Zhang Xuan counted the days: "That's quite a coincidence, that day happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was held in Utrecht, the Netherlands, right?"

  Wenhui said yes.

   Zhang Xuan said: "If there is a chance, I will go to the scene to help you cheer at that time."

  Wenhui said yes.

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