The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 676, Lengthy silence (please subscribe!)

   watched him approach him step by step from the back door. At a certain moment, Wen Hui, who was standing at the front door, turned around to unlock the door.

   Intuition told her that it would be better to open the door or go outside.

  But the classroom was so long, and before the front door was opened, Zhang Xuan hurried over in three steps, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on hers.

   In an instant, Wen Hui felt the temperature of his palms, felt the pressure coming from his nostrils, and also felt his breathing close to Chi Chi.

   This feeling is all too familiar.

   In the last 5 minutes of being kissed forcibly, my mouth was filled with this kind of breath all the time.

  Wen Hui took a deep breath without a trace, knowing that she would most likely not be able to walk. But still tried the door lock.

   As soon as his right hand moved, it was pressed even tighter by that slap, making it even more solid.

  Wenhui's right hand shook upward with force, opened his right hand and retracted it, hooked the hair beside his ear, bowed his head and said in silence for a long time:

   "Do you know what I thought when I met you in the hallway just now?"

   Zhang Xuan said quietly: "You are thinking: He will definitely take me to the classroom, I'll just wait here."

  Wenhui turned sharply, raised her head and stared at him, her dexterous little mouth pouted tightly, and for the first time there was evil spirit in the clean black and white.

   Zhang Xuan blinked and took a step back to give her a safe space: "Don't get me wrong, the reason I closed the door was just to chat and not be disturbed."

   The pure and simple black and white reflected his shadow, Wen Hui obviously did not believe it.

   Looking at each other, Zhang Xuan said seriously: "I have an intuition that you will win the first prize in the piano competition; I also have an intuition that you will not be a graduate student at CUHK."

   Hearing the words, her eyes slowly softened from staring at him, and then Wen Hui made a move and found a clean seat to sit down.

   Zhang Xuan followed, and sat next to her.

   He asked, "How are your preparations?"

  Wenhui said, "It's almost there."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "When will you leave for the Netherlands?"

  Wenhui told him, "The morning after tomorrow."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Are you on leave?"

  Wenhui said: "Please."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Who went with you?"

  Wenhui said: "My mother, my aunt and my little aunt."

   Zhang Xuan nodded, "You read the book, I'll sit for a while, and I'll leave when the rain eases."

  Wenhui opened the book, held a pen in her right hand, and read it quietly.

   The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it was accompanied by the sun. The old man knew that although this kind of rain came fast and fell violently, it often did not last long.

  I was bored and didn't bring any books. After Zhang Xuan's attention stayed outside the window for a while, he unknowingly shifted to the woman beside him.

  Wen Hui did not respond, and continued to take notes and read books in her own way.

   After more than ten minutes, Zhang Xuan suddenly reached out and slowly pulled away the hair from her left ear.

   Aware of his strangeness, Wen Hui stopped, and the pen she was writing stopped, but she still lowered her head and looked at the words on the book.

   Zhang Xuan carefully looked at her diamond earrings and asked, "When did you wear earrings?"

  Wenhui said: "Last winter vacation, my aunt took me to play."

  Zhang Xuan's index finger lightly rubbed her earrings: "I didn't expect you to look good wearing earrings, it fits your temperament very well."

   Hearing this and feeling his movements, Wen Hui raised her head, and the two of them slowly looked at each other, quietly looking at each other, and the two suddenly fell into a long silence.

   "Boom! Anyone?"

   After an unknown amount of time, the silence of the two was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door outside, and the two of them looked towards the front door in unison.

   "There is someone in here, but if you don't open the door, you won't be doing something bad, right?" An irritable female voice like a boy.

   "Okay, don't knock, maybe it's a couple who don't want to be disturbed, let's find another classroom." Another gentle female voice.

   "My mother hates the **** who occupy seats in the library and lock the doors of the classrooms the most in her life. They occupy the pit without **** and waste public resources." Obviously, the irritable female voice must have been robbed of her seat in the library and came to the classroom in anger.

   left with two female voices

   Zhang Xuan slowly withdrew the hand that was lightly pinching her left earring, got up and planned to leave.

   After just two steps, the old man stopped again and said, "You will compete on the 27th, which is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I once said that I would go to the scene to cheer for you. If I have time, I will come."

  Wen Hui tilted her head and looked at him sideways.

   Zhang Xuan made up his mind and continued: "Before you leave CUHK, I want to hear you play the piano again."

  Wenhui didn't answer, didn't say yes, didn't say no.

   Zhang Xuan didn't stress the second time, he walked directly to the front of the classroom, opened the door, closed the door again, and left without looking back.

  Wen Hui's gaze followed his back, until the door opened and closed.

   His gaze stayed in the direction of the front door for a long time, then he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to continue reading. Half an hour later, she tangled her hair on her left hand and twisted her left earring hesitantly.

   Knowing that Wenhui will be leaving tomorrow, Zou Qingzhu cooks that night, and Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling serve as helpers to prepare a big meal.

  Wenhui stood at the door of the kitchen, smiling and watching the three of them busy, wanting to intervene several times.

  Du Shuangling refused: "Huihui, you are about to set off on the expedition, rest well."

  Zou Qingzhu, who cooks vegetables, said: "That's right, we Huihui are going to become national grand pianists, and we are not allowed to cook today."

   Zhang Xuan looked at Wen Hui silently and said, "Today you are the boss, you can enjoy it once in peace."

  Wenhui didn't leave, she just moved a small stool to the kitchen door, sat and chatted with the three of them.

   After chatting, we talked about cousin Wenhui going to Shanghai to open a piano shop.

  Wen Hui glanced at Zhang Xuan and asked Du Shuangling, "Shuangling, do you want to add a share?"

  Du Shuangling asked happily: "Can I do it?"

   Then she pouted again and said, "Huihui, I'm still a student, I have no money."

  Zou Qingzhu said: "Zhang Xuan is so rich, you still say you have no money, how many people are rich that day?"

After   , Zou Qingzhu stared at Zhang Xuan.

   Du Shuangling and Wen Hui also stared at him at the same time.

   Zhang Xuan waved his hand, "You guys come up with a plan, and I'll provide the money for Shuangling."

   This evening, several people ate happily, drank red wine, and didn't sleep until very late.

   The next afternoon, Zhou Rong came to CUHK.

   also came with Zhou Yi, Wen Yu, and Lin Yuansheng.

  Dinner Zhang Xuan specially invited everyone to have a meal off-campus. The off-campus restaurant was not that luxurious, but it was not shabby either.

   After dinner, everyone took a walk in the campus.

  Du Shuangling took Wenhui's arm and said, "Huihui, come on, I wish you success!"

  Wen Hui smiled and said yes.

   Lao Deng called.

   As soon as the phone was connected, Lao Deng grinned and shouted happily: "Zhang Xuan, do you know that Intime Capital earned more than 60 million this summer."

  The year 1996 was a big market. Zhang Xuan listened to it and said: "Isn't it because the company's capital has doubled, what's the point?"

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