Lao Liu almost spit out his coffee with a sip, but he couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly raised his head and took a closer look at this year-end friend whom he had known for eight or nine years. From his face, which was between 168 centimeters and 190 centimeters above the ground, he noticed something for the first time.
Something called "innocence".
Old Liu was shocked. How could this smile belong to him?
"What's wrong? Are you going? Aren't you going back to China only next week?"
"No, that's how you make me feel now." Old Liu shook his head and stood up: "I can't explain it, it doesn't suit your identity."
"Why doesn't it fit my identity? What is my identity?" Wang Ai mumbled nonchalantly, turned around and shouted to the kitchen: "Kangsi, are you going to buy a cat?"
Hearing a messy noise in the kitchen, Kang Si rushed out without wiping his hands, shouting "Wait for me", Pili plopped upstairs to change clothes. Wang Ai took the clothes from the clothes rack in the corner of the living room.
I took off a thick coat and put it on in two or two. It didn’t matter whether the hurdle vest inside matched it or not. Others couldn’t see it anyway. Would I tell others that I didn’t wear socks today?
Five minutes later, Kangsi came down wrapped in a down coat and carrying a pair of her high heels. Wang Ai changed the family's attitude towards fitness, but he failed to destroy the women's aesthetics, even if his aesthetics was like a mudslide.
The roughness and majesty could not drown out the blooming of the lonely little flower.
Of course, it would be difficult for them to change Wang Ai. He basically wears two sets of clothes: youth clothes for formal occasions; sportswear for informal occasions; there is no third kind of occasion!
Women used to imitate Victoria and prepare to treat Wang Ai as a doll. After Wang Ai referred to Beckham and the amazing changes in Rodman's head, she refused to obey: I rely on my strength!
After experiencing countless debates (quarrels), the women's fists were finally too soft to break Wang Ai's granite head, so they thought of a workaround, which was to fill Wang Ai's wardrobe with all kinds of fashionable clothes.
Wang Ai's sight. For example, in the wardrobe in his bedroom, youth clothes are always at the bottom, sportswear is always at the corner, and the wardrobe is full of stylish and even fashionable men's styles.
Because they discovered two secrets: one is that he doesn't wear other clothes because they subconsciously think it's a waste of money, but as long as they buy them secretly, the nature changes, and not wearing them is a waste of money! The other is that he should be
He is so arrogant that he can look stylish no matter what he wears! So when he needs to wear something, he will often open the wardrobe and pick something out and put it on.
Therefore, women often hang the clothes they want him to pass on today where he can easily reach them, and then cover their mouths and watch him absentmindedly open the wardrobe and complete the transformation according to their ideas.
Wang Ai struggled, unconsciously, but couldn't resist the women plotting against him. In the end, he unknowingly turned into a doll that could be dressed up and a walking clothes rack.
It’s just that women don’t dare to go too far. If it’s popular clothing, it’s okay, but if it’s a prank on him, such as something anti-traditional or non-mainstream, it will immediately trigger his vigilance and make him faint.
He wakes up from a daze, and the consequence of this is that he will give some ugly clothes to the instigator to wear. If he dares not to wear them, just wait until he feels a bug in his pocket the next day.
Putting on a baseball cap that was always given away, and putting on a pair of casual shoes that appeared at some point, Wang Ai pulled Lao Liu out of the room. When he passed by a chair, he suddenly sat down and sighed again.
Reluctantly, he stood up, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked a few steps along the hillside.
"Although winter is a bit bleak, it will be fine in another month." Wang Ai pulled Lao Liu and pointed forward: "I feel like I jumped into an oil painting. I really want to live here forever."
Before Lao Liu could respond, Wang Ai turned back and pointed to his house: "Look at my home. It is located on the edge of the forest. There are several scattered neighbors nearby. They are all high-end villas with full functions. I'm free.
You can come to say hello to them, and you can celebrate together during the holidays. I am in the suburbs, hidden in the mountains, but I have all the tools of modern life, including computers and the Internet, so I can truly know the world without leaving home.
Looking at this small town now, there are only a few factories without any pollution, so the air here is fresher than ever and the life is more leisurely than ever. Lao Liu, you just asked me what it would be like in Serie A. I think I have already told you the answer.
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Lao Liu walked for a few words on the grass on the hillside with his hands behind his back. Looking at the silent hillside under the warm sunshine, he suddenly sighed: "I understand, it is indeed a good place. If you really love it here, you will definitely work hard to show it, right?"
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Wang Ai smiled, glanced back at Kang Si, who happily opened the garage and was about to pick up the car, and turned around and said: "The results should be similar, but the motivation is completely different. I have never been so relaxed as I am now, and there may have been such a day in the past
, an hour, or even a moment. But immediately there are all kinds of things pressing up, but here, I can’t say why, those things are also considered, but I just feel very relaxed, and those tight things in my heart
The string is loose for some reason, maybe because of the warm weather in Milan?”
Old Liu also looked back at a brand new Fiat MPV in the garage. It was not big, had three rows of seats, and had a yellow-green body. The shape was very cute. This was Kang Si’s choice. She had been in London for a year and had nothing but
Occasionally, I would eat and drink outside of work, and also do some serious things, such as getting my driver's license.
When the two people walked to the car and were about to laugh at Kang Si, Lao Liu suddenly asked: "Xiao Wang, have you ever taken a vacation? I think you are very busy every summer?"
Wang Ai laughed and said: "Two months ago, Xiao Xu and I discussed plans to go to the Maldives. As a result, I calculated that it would be until the end of this year, and we might still be free. I spend all my vacations at home, and London itself is a tourist destination.
Isn’t it a city? Ah!”
Wang Ai suddenly sighed: "Tell me, do I live in a tourist area now? Every day is a vacation, right? Is it because of this that I suddenly changed my mood?"
A group of people got into the car. Kangsi drove the car down the gentle mountain road. Wang Ai was sitting in the passenger seat dishonestly, pointing at the roadside, ignoring the little girl's nervous look. Anyway,
The slope is not very high. According to Wang Ai's current mood, if the car really overturned, he would be so happy that his nose would be filled with snot.
Old Liu, who was sitting in the back, raised his shoulders and frowned: Xiao Wang is in this state, it is very dangerous!
Even Yan Zhu opened his eyes and looked at the dancing Wang Ai's back. It seemed that he was now showing Kang Si's state in the past year: he was much repressed when he was a child, so he found opportunities to have fun!
With such a huge change in mentality, can Serie A really be played well?
This chapter has been completed!