There are historic alleys on both sides, and trees are planted in the courtyards of every house. The branches cross the walls, and the feeling of midsummer is coming. There is a man wearing a dark gray long-sleeved coat and black casual pants walking on the road.
He is very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and looks a bit thin. His hair is red, but such a dazzling color on his head does not seem to be out of place at all. Instead, it makes him look clear and handsome.
Such a handsome guy will naturally get a lot of attention when walking on the road, but when those people see his eyes, they can't help but feel a sense of fear, as if they have seen a beast in the mountains, and they dare not look more.
Behind him, there was a man named Wang Zao, a rich second generation man.
Wang Zao himself didn't know why he followed him so excitedly. It was just that he had a casual personality and would do it whenever he thought of it. He didn't care that it might just be a useless effort.
The red-haired young man he was following was walking aimlessly on the street, as if he was looking for something, but his actions clearly showed that he didn't care about anything else. Wang Zao wanted to explore the strange feeling he had out of thin air.
Why did I come, and I followed closely until I reached a milk bar at the end of the street.
The red-haired young man looked through the window at the various beautiful dairy products and models displayed in the house. He just glanced at them for a while, and then a man's voice appeared next to him. Wang Zao opened the dairy store.
He opened the glass door of the bar, smiled at him, and asked him what he wanted to drink.
The red-haired young man looked at it indifferently, and after a moment, he looked away and was about to leave. Wang Zao almost without thinking reached out and grabbed the young man's arm, and said in a familiar voice, he's here, don't be embarrassed.
The young man's indifference did not dampen Wang Zao's excitement. Although this kind of thing of soliciting people on the street was extremely inconsistent with his status as a rich second generation, he did not seem to feel embarrassed and did it anyway. Wang Zao looked very sunny, and most people looked at him
It is rare for him to look angry, but this ordinary person should not include the red-haired young man.
Wang Zao stood at the door and ordered at the clerk. He ordered one of the special delicacies in the milk bar, scanned the QR code at the door, and settled the bill.
The owner of the milk bar was stunned. It seemed that he had never seen such a strange scene, but he still hurried in to prepare so as not to keep the big customers waiting. Wang Zao laughed and joked, but the hand of the red-haired young man he grabbed was pushed away.
, the young man's big, well-jointed hands were so irresistibly strong that Wang Zao's wrist was pulled so painfully that he shouted, "Brother, brother, please stop squeezing, it hurts! I'm not a bad person, I just want to
Be friends with you."
Time passed slowly. In the end, the red-haired young man did not continue to increase his strength, and he did not know who he was. His hand was like an iron hoop, and it hurt when he squeezed it. Wang Zao breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the situation had improved.
, he made the invitation seriously and wanted the other party to consider it.
Soon, the owner of the milk bar packed the things and put them in paper bags and handed them to Wang Zao. It was a big bag full. Wang Zao didn’t know what he liked to eat, so he simply ordered everything. The red-haired young man
He didn't speak, but put down his hand. Wang Zao followed beside him, wanting to hand the thing over to the other party, but the other party had no intention of accepting it.
Wang Zao sent a message to his friend not to wait for him. He had something to do and could not go to the party. As an apology, he would pay for everything at the next party. Although his friend felt a little pity, he laughed when he heard that Wang Zao would cover all the expenses at the next party.
After complimenting him a few times, such as Mr. Wang's arrogant words, he let him go.
Compared to the party, the strange feeling this red-haired young man brought to him affected his mind more.
"Brother, where do you want to go? Do you need me to take you there?"
"Brother, what's your phone number? How about we leave a phone number? I'll make an appointment with you next time there's something delicious and fun to do. I'll make sure you eat the most authentic delicacies we have here."
If other people saw the young master of the Wang family being so hot-tempered and cold-hearted, begging for nothing, they would probably doubt his life.
"Brother, are you going home or staying in a hotel?"
Wang Zaoke didn't care whether the other party ignored him or not. Instead, he introduced the delicious restaurants and fun places nearby more enthusiastically, fulfilling his duties as a "tour guide" with all his heart. At the same time, he was also trying to find a way to get the other party's contact.
method, but after following Wang for more than an hour, he had never seen the other party take out his mobile phone.
Wang Zao suddenly had an idea. He looked at where he was and sent a message. When he was passing by a shopping mall, someone gave him a mobile phone and a card. The phone had been activated, and some apps were even connected.
Everything was done, saving time and effort as much as possible. The man left after delivering the things. Before leaving, he looked at his young master and the red-haired young man, his face full of shock.
Young Master Wang was operating the mobile phone for the red-haired young man with a look of shamelessness.
Wang Zao's hard work may not be in vain. Although the red-haired young man did not say anything, he still accepted the phone. Wang Zao was satisfied. His number had been stored in this phone in advance, and he was the only one. This knowledge made him feel that he
We seem to be familiar with each other.
"Brother, what's your name? Even if you're just trying to fool me, you're still fooling me."
Wang Zao didn't have high hopes, it was more like a business-like inquiry, but this time, a slightly hoarse voice appeared.
"Pulin."
Wang Zao said oh, not taking it seriously, and immediately realized that this was what the red-haired young man said. Even his eyebrows were filled with joy, "It turns out to be Brother Lin. I have admired you for a long time. I heard your name, Brother Lin."
It looks very unusual, no wonder the two of us hit it off immediately, it turns out there is a reason for this."
He boasted about it in a confused way, and didn't care about anything else anyway, but he did feel familiar with the name, as if his brain had heard and remembered the name subconsciously.
The red-haired young man was Pulin. He was not dead. Zhao Changfeng just locked most of his abilities that day, and then sent him away through the secret exit route he had left in Tanhua City. Pulin left just like that.
Tanhua City has truly seen the earth in the 21st century.
The development situation on the earth is almost understood in the thinking and memory of the exploration team, but the infusion of knowledge and information is certainly not as real as seeing it with one's own eyes. Most of his abilities are locked, which is better than losing the chip.
Zhao Changfeng, who has a little ability left, is not much better. He doesn't like the earth, and once wanted to invade the planet. His mentality has always maintained the perception that he is not the same kind of person, so he is not interested in using his little ability to make himself look like
A normal person would blend into this era without any embarrassment.
He changed his clothes and walked to many places. He walked all over the deep mountains and old forests and uninhabited areas. Finally he arrived here and met Wang Zao by chance. Needless to say, his memory was good.
There is still an impression of Wang Zao in the exploration team. It seems that Zhao Changfeng modified Wang Zao's memory.
This is not a rare thing, it is also something Zhao Changfeng would do.
Wang didn't remember all this, but he was very interested in Pulin. After receiving the response, he was busy with things and became more enthusiastic. Not to mention arranging food and accommodation, they were all according to the highest quality. However, even if
In this case, Pulin rarely talked to him. Only when he was bored would he reply in a timely manner to dissuade the other party from continuing to ask questions.
In the evening, he waited for the news at home.
There were many people guarding the door of the hotel room. Although this was a bit unethical, there was nothing he could do. He didn't want Pu Lin to leave without saying goodbye. The people in the hotel had been passing on the news. Inside the door, Pu Lin
Lin stood in front of the window, looking at the bustling world below.