The barrages have always been the masters of watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.
But Chen knew best that they were just talking and had no bad intentions. On the contrary, if he really knocked on the door at 703, they would immediately tell him the three obediences and four virtues, spurn him, despise him, and despise him.
So of course he wouldn't give the barrages such a chance.
The note with Su Muting's phone number was balled up and thrown together with the toilet paper for wiping her hands.
Chen Zui was admiring the night view of the magical city while eating a sumptuous dinner, but he was not rich in his heart and actually felt a little lonely.
It is said that outstanding people should learn to live with loneliness, so he decided to chat with loneliness tonight.
So after paying the bill, he returned to the hotel room, turned off the barrage, and after being alone for three hours, he realized that he was not good enough and did not understand Lonely Lao.
So boring
unfamiliar city.
No familiar friends.
There is no familiar family.
The only familiar person can't get over it yet.
He was alone in the hotel and had no idea what to do.
The most important thing is that because his expectations were too high and his expectations were not met, the strong contrast made him even more depressed.
So, having no choice but to find a bottle of red wine on the table in the suite, Chen Zui found a goblet and poured himself a glass.
Then he came to the floor-to-ceiling window very bourgeoisly, looked at the high-rise buildings outside, shook the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Unpalatable.
belch
After rinsing his mouth, Chen Zui decided to sleep.
Even lying on the empty big bed, my heart began to feel empty.
So I stopped pretending to be strong and took out my cell phone to send a text message to my sister.
"have you slept?"
"Nope."
"What are you doing."
"Miss you."
"hey-hey."
"whee."
"SMS messages are only a dime, why don't you consider sending a few more words?"
"Then do you miss me?"
"I almost miss you!"
…
That night, Chen Zui and Zhao Wanrou exchanged text messages until one o'clock in the morning. It felt like they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
The content cannot be said to be unpalatable. In short, diabetic patients need to take two more injections of insulin before watching it. It is both sweet and greasy.
In Songcheng before, Chen Zui lived in the dormitory at school and Zhao Wanrou lived at home. The situation was actually the same as now. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case.
But maybe it was their resentment that they couldn't live together even though they had booked a room in the hotel, which led to their current situation.
But it feels pretty good.
Especially when they fell asleep in anticipation and woke up the next day, and the two of them continued chatting about last night's topic.
The two pictures of Chen Zai in the hotel with a chicken coop but a smile on his face, and Zhao Wanrou at her uncle's house brushing her teeth and looking at her phone with bright eyes seemed quite aesthetic.
So this seems to confirm the truth that among couples who are truly in love, small resistance is always the mediator.
It will not produce any real blocking effect, but will make lovers become sweeter.
After Chen Zui figured out this truth, he felt that he should thank his aunt and give her a big mouth if he had the chance.
Then he tidied himself up and looked smooth. Because he was afraid of meeting Su Moting again in the restaurant, he called room service for a sumptuous breakfast. After eating, he began to wait with peace of mind.
Not long after, the call came.
Chen Zui took the elevator down and saw his sister, whom he had not seen all night, at the main entrance of the hotel.
Today, Zhao Wanrou wore a long black dress with a neither high nor low neckline, exposing a pair of collarbones to the air.
There was no makeup on her pretty face, probably because she didn't have time to pick up the cosmetics in the hotel, but it still couldn't hide her natural beauty.
The originally cold face melted the moment she saw Chen Zui, replaced by a flowery smile. Then she walked up quickly, and gave Chen Zui a hug that could comfort Chen Zui's soul as if no one else was around.
Zhao Yong, who was driving, rolled his eyes and whistled.
The melody of the whistle seems easy to match with lyrics
Then the woman in the passenger seat hummed tunelessly: "Let us be companions in the world of mortals, live a carefree life, ride horses galloping, and share the prosperity of the world."
Zhao Yong stopped whistling.
Sitting next to her, Mrs. Yong, the woman she met in Songcheng before and who is now pregnant with Liujia, frowned: "Why don't you stop playing? My singing is ugly?"
"No, it sounded so good that it made me forget to whistle."
"You lied to me. No one has ever said that my singing is good. They all say that my singing is terrible."
"They are them and I am me."
Zhao Yong's eyes were soft and he looked at his future wife: "To me, your words are as beautiful as your singing."
Sister-in-law Yong: “…”
Then he glanced at Zhao Yong's sister, who was holding her young brother, and couldn't help but say: "You Zhao family members are so good at it."
…
I don’t know if the Zhao family knows Chen.
But what he knew next was that he and his sister would finally have some alone time.
Zhao Yong has been working in investment banks for many years and has more connections than others. Coupled with his status as an investor, he has many friends from all over the world.
Due to the tight time schedule, sudden pregnancy and sudden engagement, most of the friends who can come will come in these two days, so today they will divide their forces into two groups and go to the train station and the airport to pick up the guests.
.
Zhao Yong got Zhao Wanrou a BMW with a decent brand name.
Of course Chen Zui sat down in the passenger seat.
He didn't care who he picked up, anyway, just sitting with his sister felt wonderful.
Talking and laughing along the way, the two came to the train station and found a place to park. Then Zhao Wanrou took out her mobile phone and contacted the guests who were about to pick up the car in a single line.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang, yes, I am Zhao Yong's sister."
"Okay, okay, call me when you get there and I'll tell you how to get there."
After putting down the phone, Chen was most curious and asked: "Are you familiar with it?"
Zhao Wanrou was delighted: "I've been to Shanghai a few times and I'm familiar with the airport and train station..."
【Hey, sister, sister, my sister.】
[Rourou, do you want to make a date tonight? If you don’t want to make a date, I’ll tell you, there is someone waiting in 703.]
[703 is expected to be a one-character horse]
After chatting for a while, my sister's phone rang and the guests had arrived.
After putting down the phone, the two got out of the car and arrived at the agreed upon location with a clear sign.
Soon after, a short, thin man wearing a plaid shirt and jeans found them: "Hello, are you Zhao Yong?"
"Yes."
Zhao Wanrou answered softly, then stretched out her hand: "Hello, I am Zhao Wanrou, Zhao Yong's sister."
"Hello, Zhang Yiming."
Chen Zui's pupils dilated instantly when he heard the name.
At the same time, the barrages are refreshing like crazy.
[Mr. Zhang is the best at kneeling.]
[Whether to kneel or not is another matter. It should be said or not. Only Byte has broken through the blockade of BitTorrent. 】
[Chen Zui, it’s him, it’s him who makes me unable to do anything every day, so I just play Douyin. 】
[Tell Mr. Zhang that there is trouble in this world, please remove the evil beauty function]