Because of sudden emotional troubles, Wuyou changed his planned weekend plans.
He was supposed to return to Turin the next day, but he felt really aggrieved and had no one to talk to. After much deliberation, he had no choice but to go find An An.
Fortunately, An An did not go out to attend any meetings this time and was in Paris, so he only took a flight of less than two hours, and then took a taxi to where An An lived.
An An has been in Paris for many years and has already bought a house, a single apartment of moderate size. The decoration is low-key but tasteful. The living room, bedroom, study room, and even the kitchen are all neatly organized.
Compared to his residence in Turin, this place can be called a model apartment.
What made him feel even more admired was that An An felt that this was very good and he never felt lonely. He didn't even raise a fish!
How can An An's life be so comfortable for someone who doesn't have a girlfriend? But he has made such a mess for himself?
Not only is the room in chaos, but also the mind is in chaos!
Why!
Wuyou felt depressed, so he lay down on the sofa, climbed up on his long legs, and threw his slippers far away.
An Anjun raised his eyebrows, knowing that this guy had another problem.
"Would you like some water?"
"No, I want beer!"
"No."
"No beer?" Wuyou had to get up from the sofa and asked curiously, "An'an, tell me the truth, are you an ancient person who traveled through time?"
"..."
"How else did you do it? Look at you, from head to toe, from the inside out, from spring to autumn, you always look like this. Don't you think it's monotonous and boring? You really have a feeling of boredom.
It feels like eating the fireworks of the world!"
"Really?" An An expressed doubt. He didn't think so. "In fact, I eat, sleep, go to work, and rest every day... no different from other people."
"Why is there no difference? Just like this weekend, what did you do?"
"Eat, sleep, exercise, bask in the sun, go to the supermarket to buy daily necessities... and entertain you."
Wuyou was dumbfounded, "Is this considered a thing?"
"Isn't it? If not, can you or someone else do these things for me?"
"..." Wuyou was convinced!
Sure enough, they are not the same kind!
"What about you? What have you done to be so troubled?" An An asked in a rare tone.
"Uh..." Wuyou scratched his hair and couldn't answer.
In fact, he didn't do anything, he just had a meal with her, watched a game, and that was it.
Seeing Wuyou's distressed expression, and then thinking about the fact that he was flying from Milan to Paris this time, An'an probably knew better.
"Have you visited Madoka recently? I saw some reports about the graduation show in the newspaper before. How is she doing now? You two grew up together, you should pay more attention to her."
Mentioning the things they grew up with, Wuyou felt a little uncomfortable.
"Who grew up with her? You and I grew up together, right?"
"I've known her for more than ten years. It's not easy for her to be a girl in a foreign country, and she doesn't have a boyfriend to take care of her... Oh, by the way, she doesn't have a boyfriend, right? I've read about the prince of Qatar in the newspaper...
"
An'an simply doesn't open the pot and pick up the pot.
Wuyou felt another jealousy in his heart and said sourly, "How can I figure it out clearly? That's someone else's business! Why am I being mixed in with someone else!"
The corners of An An's mouth twitched slightly, and his teeth were about to be sore!
"Stop being so modest. How can you be an outsider? Do outsiders go to other people's places for food every now and then?"
Wuyou quibbled, "I don't eat and drink for free! I also brought her a lot of things, chocolates and the like!"
"Do you think that a box of chocolates can buy you a sumptuous dinner comparable to that of a five-star hotel chef? And delicious after-dinner juice? And a nutritious breakfast the next morning? Or even a whole
Every meal on the weekend?”
Wuyou felt a little guilty, it sounded like he was taking advantage of her!
"So what? We have known each other for so many years, is it possible that I still have to pay her for her services?"
"We have known each other for a longer time, but even if you pay me labor fees, I will not do it." An An said straightforwardly.
so what?
"No one will be so nice to you for no reason!" An An said in an enlightening tone.
"You mean...she still likes me?" This guess made him a little excited. Really? Really?
"Really?" An An grasped the key point, "Sure enough, you knew it a long time ago!"
Looking away without worry or guilt.
Yes, he knew, but he kept pretending not to know.
However, he continued to enjoy her admiring eyes and chasing eyes very immorally.
Okay, he admits that he has vanity, but every man has it, right? Who doesn’t want to be liked?
On the contrary, if a person who once liked himself so much, or even was obsessed with him, suddenly treats him as the same as everyone else, then that person will feel a little disappointed, right?
And he is in this situation now.
What's even more tragic is that he has to admit that he also liked her before!
This feeling was so bad that it reminded him of a popular joke on the Internet.
--roll!
--All right.
--return!
——Sorry, get away.
He now feels that this joke is not funny at all, it is simply a tragedy!
An An made a summary, two sentences and eight words: If I had known what would happen today, why bother in the first place?
***
Wuyou started making ostrich, which lasted three weeks.
During these three weeks, he did not go to Milan again or even make a phone call to her.
He was secretly looking forward to seeing if she would take the initiative to find him.
The result is tragic, absolutely nothing!
Does she really not like him at all? So she can ignore him for so long?
It's over, it seems that she really has no interest in him anymore.
But the problem is, he is interested in her!
He struggled desperately, but in the end he couldn't escape.
No matter what, he has to find her!
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2013-11-10: The red envelope given by 18166034920 is 188/the gift given by Haoran is 1000/the gift given by slwol123 is 500