"Just be bad!" After a brief panic, Cheng Hao finally adapted and said bitterly, holding on to the handlebars tightly.
"Haha! Hey, don't hold on too tightly, the faucet will no longer be flexible." This guy said proudly.
"I'm afraid of falling!"
"That's not possible! Even if you fall, it will definitely be me who falls to the ground. With me as your cushion, you will be fine."
"Hey, I really didn't realize when did you become so glib."
"you……"
He Xin originally wanted to say, have you tried it? But he still didn't have the nerve to say it. However, the relationship between men and women is sometimes like a layer of window paper. At this time, the two of them were riding the same bicycle closely next to each other, fighting constantly.
Talking, they are just a couple!
"What am I? I'm hungry, tell me, where can I have breakfast?" Cheng Hao snorted.
When He Xin heard this, he immediately became energetic and said hurriedly: "A new Shanxi noodle restaurant has opened in Nanluogu Lane. It will open on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. Their shaved noodles and plain mutton are excellent. I have already investigated it."
"
Ever since New Year's Eve, this guy seemed to have been stimulated. He couldn't read any books and couldn't eat well when he stayed in the rental house. He simply rode his bicycle around. The past two days, he specifically walked around the area around the China Theater.
Just for this breakfast after picking up Cheng Hao today.
After sitting on the train all night, Cheng Hao was not only weak and sluggish, but also felt extremely cold. A steaming bowl of lamb soup noodles was placed in front of her, mixed with some coriander, oil chili, and shredded lamb.
Tripe, sliced white mutton, served with the store's own sauce.
Cheng Hao instantly felt that his whole person suddenly became alive.
"Cool!"
After enjoying this sumptuous breakfast, Cheng Hao looked satisfied. But when he saw He Xin's half-smiling eyes across from him, his face suddenly felt hot. He seemed to have eaten a little too much just now, and his eating appearance was not very good-looking. He couldn't help but feel ashamed.
She glared at him angrily.
He Xin was very happy, because such a good Cheng made him feel real.
"Let's go, let's walk over with the cart, just in time to eat." He said with a smile.
Because school hasn't started yet, the dormitory area is quiet. Even if there are people who haven't gone home during the winter vacation, they are probably still asleep at the moment.
It was the first time for He Xin to come to the girls' dormitory. Everyone in Cheng Hao's dormitory had gone home. He opened the door and saw that the smell in the room where no one lived was not very good. He Xin helped open the window for ventilation and looked around.
There is a canopy bed, six bunks, a large cabinet next to the door, and a long table in the middle. The condition is not bad, but it is a bit dusty and needs to be cleaned.
Seeing that Cheng Hao was about to clean up, He Xin said: "Don't do it yet. It's better to wash up first. It's best to take a bath. Leave this place to me."
"Forget it, you got up early today. Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest. I can do it alone." Cheng Hao said.
"Why are you so polite to me?"
The guy was so confident that he found a mop and a bucket from the door. He turned back to Cheng Hao and said, "Where is the water room? Oh, you'd better find two rags for me."
Cheng Hao saw that he didn't treat her as an outsider, so he laughed and said: "Well, turn right when you go out and you will find the water room at the end. Hey, pay attention, the women's toilet is right next to it, be careful not to bump into anyone.
Treat you like a pervert."
"If you're not afraid of bumping into someone, I'll just say I'm your family member."
The word family is relatively implicit. It can be called boyfriend or husband, or it can also be understood as family members.
"Tsk, what a beautiful thought!"
Cheng Hao rolled his eyes at him, twisted his neck lazily, and said, "I don't care anyway, I just want to take a bath and then sleep."
He Xin just tried it out, but he didn't expect the effect to be good. He immediately said happily: "Go ahead, leave everything here to me."
When Cheng Hao came back after taking a shower, the dormitory had already changed. The windows were bright and clean, and all the beds in the dormitory had been wiped. The sheets and quilts on his bunk by the window were all laid out.
"I just took out your quilt and mattress to let some air out. I'll make do with it for now. If the sun is still good when you get up, you'd better bask in it again."
He is indeed a diligent and capable little prince, and Cheng Hao is very satisfied.
"Well, let me take a nap first. Why are you going?"
"I'm shopping around, and I'll go to the bank to see if I can exchange some marks. Oh, my trip is scheduled, and I'll fly on the 5th," said He Xin.
"Okay, I'll call you when I wake up."
After a busy morning, it was almost nine o'clock when He Xin came out of Cheng Hao's dormitory. He guessed that the bank was already open, so he went to a Chinese bank and asked about it, only to find out that individuals cannot exchange foreign exchange casually. They need to
It is very troublesome to provide a visa and valid passport to apply.
He called and asked the person in charge who was helping with the visa procedures. The result was very simple. He could help with how much money needed to be exchanged. The exchange rate was 1:4, which is four yuan for one mark, which was 1:3.75 compared to the 1:3.75 he asked at the bank before.
A little more expensive.
He Xin thought about it and decided to exchange it for two thousand marks. It was rare for him to go out of the country, so he had to buy something and bring some gifts back.
After leaving the bank, he returned to Nanluogu Alley. He remembered that there seemed to be a bookstore opened at the entrance of the alley. It was quite trendy. Not only could you read books, but it also provided tea.
He found the bookstore, and only after entering did he realize that he had to pay for tea. Fortunately, it was not more than ten yuan a cup. The heating in the store was very strong, maybe because it was the New Year and it was still early morning. There was no one in the store except sitting at the counter with his head propped up.
The boss taking a nap in the back is the only customer.
He Xin wandered among the rows of bookshelves. His education level was not high. In junior high school, he was crazy about martial arts novels, which directly led to him becoming a scumbag. Later at the construction site, he saw some extremely popular covers that were widely circulated among the workers.
There are a lot of typos in it, similar to the kind of murder and erotic novels written by Shimei Li.
But since he has interacted more with intellectuals such as Wang Xiaoshuai, Guan Jinpeng, Hao Rong, etc., he feels that his quality is also rising.
So he ignored the popular fiction category and turned to the bookshelf of foreign novels. Except for a few classics, the titles of the books here were all by unfamiliar authors.
Hey, "The Garden of Forking Paths", he seemed to have vaguely heard of this title. He opened it and looked at it. It was a collection of short stories. There were seven stories, and "The Garden of Forking Paths" was the last one.
He took the book, made a cup of tea, and sat at a table by the window. The sun was good at this time, and it shone through the glass window, making it warm and comfortable.
He squinted his eyes, took a sip of tea, and turned directly to the last article.
The beginning of the novel is about a Chinese doctor named Yu Zhun who acted as a spy for the Germans in World War I. He discovered the British artillery position in Albert, but he was too late to inform the spy chief in Berlin because of British counterintelligence.
Captain Madden has been following us...
The protagonist was actually a Chinese, and it was also a spy novel. He Xin's eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't wait to read on.
But after reading it, he was dumbfounded. He didn't understand what the novel was about at all. But he found it interesting for no reason. He was a little unconvinced, so he took out the script and read it from beginning to end again.
"Am I stupid?"
The voice rang in his ears again.
The method of killing people and sending information in the novel was quite creative, but the words inside were like a maze, making him fall into it. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on?
He rubbed his raw eyes, picked up the cup and took a sip of water. Before he could finish thinking about it, the phone in his pocket started to vibrate.
"What are you doing? I got up."
"I'm at the bookstore next to you. I'll be there soon."
He quickly stood up and took the book to the front desk.
"Twenty-six dollars."
"Give you money."
Normally he would have hesitated, after all, the book was a bit expensive, but now he paid without saying a word.
Get on the bike and rush over in a hurry.
Cheng Hao was already waiting at the door. When he saw him riding a bicycle with a book in his hand, he smiled and said: "Oh, you are really diligent and studious! Stop the car and let's go shopping."
"good!"
He Xin smiled and handed the book over and said, "Hold it for me, I'll park the car."
Cheng Hao took the book and glanced at the cover, silently reading the words on it: "The Garden of Forking Paths, author: Borges. A foreign novel!"