The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Gently turn the doorknob, the door opens, the yellow light inside the room fills the whole room, and the two women sit quietly facing each other.

  Hearing the movement at the door and seeing the figure approaching, Du Shuangling and Mi Jian all looked at Zhang Xuan at the same time.

  The old man's gaze stayed on Shuangling's face for a moment, then half turned his head to look at Mijian, then looked at Shuangling again, and finally looked at Mijian.

   It’s okay, it’s okay, it seems that my intuition is right, it’s just the right time, the old man secretly rejoiced in his heart.

   Putting two clean cups on the table, Zhang Xuan lifted the kettle with his left hand, pulled out the cork with his right hand, and said to himself while pouring water:

   "Seeing that you didn't bring water in, I thought you'd be dry, so I brought it over for you."

   The two women automatically filtered his excuse-filled words, but looked at the two cups on the table together.

  Both women want to know, at this moment, who will he subconsciously pass the cup to first?

  Even if he was indifferent, he was dazzled by the previous confrontation, and he has not yet withdrawn from that state.

   Seeing the two of them staring at the cup in the middle of the table without speaking, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt a lot of pressure. For a moment, he was a little confused about life?

  Should we mess with this situation?

  But he knows that the banquet is not a good banquet, and the game is not a good game, but if he wants to be their man at the same time, he must come!

  Zhang Xuan is not a god. I don't know that the two had a confrontation about "left atrium and right atrium". But he is not stupid, he knows that every move he comes in will be magnified invisibly at this critical moment, so he has to be careful everywhere.

  In order to find out, to find out the truth, he gently picked up the cup with his right hand and slowly raised it.

   Sure enough, the eyes of the two women follow the movement of the cup naturally.

   Noticing this move, the old man can tell that the two daughters-in-law have already fought each other once. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt bitter in his heart, this muddy water is really **** difficult.

  Under the silent gaze of Shuang Ling and Mi Jian, Zhang Xuan was not in a hurry to pass the cup in his hand to anyone, but put it to his mouth, took a sip, and then put it down. Then he picked up another cup and put it to his mouth, took a sip and put it down again.

   Immediately, both hands bowed at the same time, took a cup of boiled water with the left hand and put it in front of Shuang Ling, and held another cup of rice with the right hand in front of Shuangling.

  Some words cannot be blurted out in front of two people, but you can convey your true inner thoughts through behavior.

  Zhang Xuan’s meaning is very simple: I’ve drank both glasses of water, which means that you are all my women: I’m giving you both in no particular order, which means that you are the most important in my heart, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

  But he knows that this is a bit wronged for the two actors, after all, he and her first confirmed the relationship.

   But he understands better that once some things are done, she can't cover everything. She has been with him for so long, and she has already guessed what should be guessed, and she has already known it well, but now she has torn the window paper.

  If it wasn't for Mi Jian, if it wasn't for Mi Jian, he would never treat Shuang Ling like this.

   Seeing the two women staring at him quietly, Zhang Xuan said the first sentence: "Talk first, I'm going down to play cards, call me if you need anything."

   After finishing speaking, Zhang Xuan got up and left, but before he left, he naturally reached out to help Shuang Ling side the fine strands of hair by his right ear, looked at Shuang Ling silently for two seconds, and left.

   This action of his is to make up for the duo, but he is not afraid of being jealous.

  Because he believed in Mi Jian.

  Zhang Xuan came and left again, and as the door closed, calm returned to the bedroom.

  Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually going away, at a certain moment, the two women looked up at each other tacitly, with the determination and sharpness hidden just now in their eyes, leaving only sympathy and relief.

   Yes, it is sympathy and relief.

  My man is ambitious, and his intentions are already obvious: he wants both, regardless of high or low.

  Since this is the case, and since he expressed his thoughts strongly in front of the two women for the first time, unless the two of them want to leave him, otherwise the entanglement will not be worth the loss.

  Looked at each other for a long time, Du

  Shuangling suddenly asked: "During the first year of high school, did you ever think that we would fall in love with the same man?"

   Mi Jian quietly looked at the teacup on the table. After a long time, he picked up the tea with his right hand and put it to his mouth, took a sip, and said: "Yes."

  Du Shuangling asked again: "Have you ever thought that we will get to where we are today?"

  Mi Jian continued to drink tea, silent.

  Du Shuangling had a panoramic view of her drinking tea, and she was relieved immediately. She understood: Mi Jian was showing weakness this time, making a concession, trying to save the friendship between the two, and giving herself a step down.

   But in the same way, Mi Jian also told himself again through the act of drinking tea: I don't dislike what he drank, and I already know his thoughts.

   They are all smart women. Du Shuangling knew that when her man came in to stir up trouble, she had already lost the chance to completely kick Mi Jian out.

  Besides, there was little hope for this opportunity. Du Shuangling just had a feeling of anger that had been held in her heart for so many years, and she felt very uncomfortable, so she wanted to try hard.

   Now the attempt failed, so he walked down the steps given by Mi Jian. Du Shuangling also took a sip from the teacup in front of him and asked, "Before the college entrance examination, how did you feel when you saw me confess my love to him?"

   Mi Jian turned his head to look at the teacup in the opponent's hand, and said very frankly: "I was nervous, there was an accident, and I was a little disappointed."

  Du Shuangling leaned forward slightly, "Lost? Is it because he accepted my confession?"

  Mi Jian didn't evade any more, "Yes."

  Du Shuangling slowly turned the teacup in her hand, and asked: "If we switch places and he stalks me hard, will you stop him?"

  Mi Jian thought for a while, then smiled suddenly: "There should be such thoughts of blocking, but I know it's useless, after all, the object is you."

   This is a signal of goodwill released by Mi Jian, and it is also Mi Jian's true feelings.

  Since the first year of high school, Mi Jian had a vague feeling that Zhang Xuan had almost fallen in love with him at first sight, but after three years of high school under such circumstances, Zhang Xuan never refused the intimacy of the two actors.

  At first, Mi Jian thought that he was promiscuous, but after careful observation, he came to a conclusion: he was only special to Shuang Ling, and he still somewhat rejected the courtship of her opposite sex.

  At that time, Mi Jian knew that Shuangling held a special place in his heart, different from other women of the opposite sex.

  Receiving this signal, Du Shuangling was completely relieved. Yes, if it was Mi's preconceived ideas, then the man she fell in love with would definitely be entangled with her. She had no doubts about this.

  Because for some things, one look is enough, one look is enough to confirm everything. That is the most original reflection of the soul, and no one can fake it.

  Du Shuangling is very sad and helpless now, but also feels relaxed like never before.

  Mi Jian's personal conditions are there, and he has a lot of capital. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is difficult to find one among thousands of people, but he has the same status in his heart as Mi Jian. It is a blessing to comfort himself from another angle.

  Du Shuangling looked at the half cup of tea in her hand, and said to Mi Jian: "Do you know why I confessed my love to him before the college entrance examination in high school?"

  Mi Jian looked at each other calmly, without making a sound.

  Du Shuangling drank the tea in the cup in one breath, put down the cup and said leisurely: "My sister once told me that everyone likes good things, if you don't grasp it firmly in your hand, don't touch it.

   At the time I was skeptical of that, when I thought I was in control.

   But I don’t know if it’s luck or misfortune, but my picky eye is really good.

  On the first day of junior high school, a boy with outstanding looks has transformed into a man with outstanding talent in just 11 years. He is unparalleled in charm. The girlfriends around me have fallen one by one, and he is not soft on each of the good girlfriends around me. "

   At this point, Du Shuangling paused before slowly continuing: "You know, at first I was often depressed by myself, and I was a little afraid of you, afraid that you would **** him away.

   But then I gradually stopped being angry. Think about it differently. I am Shaowan from junior high school, and you are me from junior high school. When I met such a man with good taste and extremely tough appearance, my heart was moved, and I guess you are also inevitable.

  Don't be moved, just like what my sister said, good things, everyone likes them, I can understand..."

   Facing the inner confession of his best friend, Mi Jian sighed lightly: "I know this is wrong, but if you are tempted, you are tempted, and you can't control it."

  Du Shuangling smiled wryly: "Yeah, once you're tempted, you're tempted. I couldn't control it back then, you couldn't control it, and maybe he couldn't control it either."

   I said three times in a row that I couldn't control it, and the room fell into silence again.

  Du Shuangling sat still in her seat, quietly looking at Mi Jian across the table.

  Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, Mi Jian didn't have any restraint, with a demeanor like Landi, holding the teacup in his hand, drinking the tea in small sips until he finished the tea in the cup.

  When Mi Jian put down the cup, Du Shuangling moved. She reached out and took the orange and yellow orange between the two of them, peeled off the orange peel very patiently, and then counted, there were 11 petals.

  Whether it is divided by quantity or divided by half size, it cannot be evenly distributed.

   After thinking for a long time, Du Shuangling split the orange in two with both hands.

   One side has 5 petals, the other side has 6 petals, and then put the oranges on both sides back to the original position of the oranges.

  ps: According to someone’s introduction, I went to the old Chinese doctor today, and I didn’t fool you. I feel like my body is like a funnel, and I’m getting discouraged everywhere.

  Xiao Shaowan's character has fulfilled her historical mission, but unfortunately, I have the opportunity to meet her again in future books.

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