The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 801, Sharing a bed with Wen Hui (please subscribe!)

  Wen Hui looked ahead and couldn't help but smile, almost dazed by his logic.

   Seeing the smile on her face, Zhang Xuan understood that after this gag, the gap between the two just now has become a thing of the past and disappeared.

   In fact, facing this situation, the two of them are no strangers to each other, they are already familiar with each other, and they both know what to do. One takes the initiative to speak for them, and the other tacitly picks up the words, and the relationship naturally recovers as before.

   Having come and gone, Zhang Xuan asked her, "Have you been born so beautiful since you were a child?"

   "Hmm." Wen Hui hummed.

   "Are there any photos from your childhood?" Zhang Xuan continued to ask.

"Have."

   After saying "yes", she was afraid that the answer would be too simple, so she added: "At home."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Whenever you show it to me, you can go to your house to see it."

  Wen Hui stared at the tree-lined path ahead, but did not respond.

The    test failed, Zhang Xuan had to justify himself, "You are too petty. With my current status and the relationship between the two of us, I will be a guest at your house. Your family must be very happy."

  Wenhui glanced at him sideways, and suddenly asked, "What is our relationship?"

   Zhang Xuan opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything, so he could only be speechless.

   Damn, do you hate it so much!

   If you don't export it, you will KO the old man as soon as you export it?

what relationship? Everything is right, or everything is wrong.

   Said it was a relationship of friends, which was exactly what this girl wanted. The phrase "if there is fate in the next life" that she wanted to say to herself tonight is the best interpretation.

And if it is a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, then if Wenhui asks "Where is Shuang Ling?", "Where is Mi Jian?", "How many girlfriends do you have?", "When will you marry me" and so on , then his face would have to be swollen.

   Seeing that he was choked up by herself, Wen Hui smiled knowingly, brushed her ears with her right hand, and said, "Our grandfather has a great voice, and it is his intention to let me go back to Shanghai for graduate school."

   Zhang Xuan frowned upon hearing this, Grandpa Wenhui? The old man who wanted to bury himself alive in his dream?

   Could this old man have the ability to predict the future? Do you have insight into your own thoughts across most of China?

   He asked: "Is the right to speak? Your whole family is afraid of him?"

  Wen Hui shook her head: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that my grandfather is old, respect him."

   Zhang Xuan muttered: "It's right to do filial piety and respect him, but you can't have such a strong desire to control, right? How old are you, and you still force your granddaughter to go back to Shanghai for graduate school?"

  Wen Hui smiled and followed his words: "Yeah, no matter the age, the literati have never changed."

   Zhang Xuan: "."

   Hearing this, the old man was speechless.

  What does it mean that the literati have not changed?

   You can directly say that the literati has not changed since ancient times, or simply say that I am interested.

   Zhang Xuan grinned and retorted: "You know Darwin's theory of evolution, right? From ancient times to the present for thousands of years, the literati have not changed, and that is because of the choice and needs of evolution.

   Looking at it objectively from the perspective of evolution, literati need the support point of "love" and different emotions to stimulate the source of creation.

   So even thousands of years have passed, when it comes to "pursuing the woman he likes", God helped him make a choice, thinking that "if you like it" is an excellent tradition, so he helped him keep it.

   This is the result of natural selection, and good things must be passed on. "

   Listening to his serious heresy, Wen Hui smiled and said, "You should go to the debate competition."

   Zhang Xuan shook his head with a ding-dong: "No, my identity, my knowledge reserve, and my appearance are just crushing, it's meaningless."

  's dexterous little mouth pouted, Wen Hui asked, "What does this have to do with your appearance?"

   Zhang Xuan said cheerfully: "That's a big relationship. There are usually female debaters on the debate team, right? I was dizzy when I came out, how can the other party tell?"

  Wen Hui: "."

   Just as the two were talking and walking, they met Mr. Yao Wei head-on.

   I saw Teacher Yao Wei carrying a bag on his shoulders and dragging a trolley case with his right hand, as if he was going to travel far. There was also a male teacher beside her who was trying her best to comfort her, watching her expression very reluctantly.

  Thinking of something, Zhang Xuan greeted him from afar: "Teacher, where are you going?"

   "Go to Singapore." Seeing him, Yao Wei, who had lost his privacy, said bluntly.

   Sure enough, he went to Singapore to find Lao Deng, Zhang Xuan sighed in his heart.

   When the two were far away, Wen Hui asked, "Are you looking for Teacher Deng?"

   He was not surprised by Wen Hui's question, after all, Lao Deng once said when he was drinking that he had an emotional connection with the two Yao Wei sisters.

   Zhang Xuan said: "She asked me at noon, "Where is Lao Deng", and I told her that she was in Singapore. I didn't expect her to move so quickly and left at night."

  Wen Hui looked at the receding back: "I heard from others that Mr. Qin has been pursuing Mr. Yao."

   Teacher Qin is the male teacher, Zhang Xuan shook his head secretly: "I'm really chasing, but it's destined to be an empty bamboo basket.

  Mr. Yao Wei's heart is in Lao Dengna. If the courtship fails this time, she said that she will leave the country and go to the United States. It is estimated that if she goes, it will be difficult to return to the sad place of CUHK. "

   Hearing "Zhongda is a sad place", Wen Hui fell into silence and walked forward for a long time before asking again, "Do you know that Teacher Yao's sister is married now?"

   Zhang Xuan recalled: "I don't know the specifics, but I heard Xu Zhiyou mentioned that Lao Deng's ex-wife, er, his ex-fiancee is currently running a company in Japan, and there are more than 1,000 people under it, and they are rich.

   As for whether he is married or not, Xu Zhiyou does not know. "

   said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao were coming, and Xu Zhiyou happened to call in at this time.

   Xu Zhiyou asked: "Is it convenient for you now?"

   Zhang Xuan glanced at Wen Hui: "What's the matter? You said."

   Hearing this, Xu Zhiyou immediately changed into another person, and said cheaply: "When will you come to Hong Kong? I will introduce a few female stars to you."

   Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not interested in this."

   "Don't, don't!"

  Xu Zhiyou quickly explained: "There are several big-name female stars who want to know you through us. The tone of people in Xiangjiang is still good. You can meet first, but if you really don't like it, you can make friends."

   Zhang Xuan asked with a smile: "Tell me, how much benefit did you receive from others?"

  Xu Zhiyou didn't admit it: "Nothing, I just saw how beautiful people were and how curious they were about you, so I thought about being a good person. You can set up a nest here in Xiangjiang without affecting your real girlfriend."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Why don't you build a nest yourself?"

  Xu Zhiyou was there hehehe: "I want to get together, but I can't get it together. You know my health has never been very good. My wife and I often have to borrow "Looking, Hearing, Asking, and Knowing" to satisfy her."

   Zhang Xuan wanted to ask the "how to see, hear, ask, and cut" method, but because of the wrong occasion, he held back and said, "Okay, I don't have a cold for this kind of thing, so I don't need to mention it in the future."

   After the call, Xu Zhiyou shrugged his shoulders to his wife: "I told you earlier, it's useless. He even rejected Judeo and Sophie Marceau. How could he still like other female stars?"

   Xu Zhiyou's wife regretted: "Actually, the little Jew has always had a good impression of him. At that time, Zhang Xuan asked for her phone number, and everyone in the circle was saying that the little Jew might be lucky. I didn't expect it.

   Xu Zhiyou rubbed his chin: "Maybe it's because of the lack of money."

   Xu Zhiyou's wife was stunned: "What does it mean to have less money?"

  Xu Zhiyou hugged his wife and walked to the bedroom: "It's nothing, I bought something from Japan this time, we will use it now."

"what?"

   "Hey, just try it and you'll know."

   "Hey, you have so many problems with your body at a young age, what should I do in the future?"

   "I'm not young anymore, I'm almost 40."

   Hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan mocked himself innocently: "People are so good, that's all, beautiful women are chasing after them. Fortunately, I'm not interested in using vulgar powder in general."

  Wenhui glanced at him oddly, and believed his last sentence a little bit.

   Walking around a corner, the two met Dong Ziyu, Luo Xue and Liu Lin.

  Oh, the forest is really small and there are too many birds, you can come across it wherever you go.

Smelling the smell of alcohol all over the three of them, seeing Luo Xue and Liu Lin supporting each other seemed to be seven points of drunkenness, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask: "How much alcohol did you drink? You won't drink up the wine in the store. right?"

   Dong Ziyu, who was in the best condition, said: "Linlin wants to drink, so we will accompany you for a while."

   Zhang Xuan was dissatisfied: "There are so many people, why don't you call us for such a good thing as drinking?"

   Dong Ziyu greeted Wenhui and said, "I actually called you, but the prompt was turned off. Thinking that you should be writing, I didn't go to the classroom apartment to call you."

   "That's it, I'll forgive you this time, remember to call me next time, it's less than one drink in college."

"it is good."

   When the two were far away, Liu Lin, who had not spoken, suddenly bit her big tongue and said, "Look from a distance, these two are a good match."

  Luo Xue answered: "It's good to see it up close. Don't believe it when you say it, every time I see them walking, I always have an illusion."

   Liu Lin asked tightly, "What illusion?"

  Luo Xue thought about it and described it: "I thought of a word, Qin Se and Ming."

   Hearing the conversation between the two of them, hearing the "Qin Se and Ming", and remembering Zhang Xuan's tireless work towards Wen Hui, Dong Ziyu felt a little sad.

   Seeing that she was silent, Liu Lin asked gossip: "Ziyu, you are close to Wen Hui and Zhang Xuan, do you think the relationship between the two is normal?"

   Dong Ziyu hooked his two index fingers on his abdomen and walked slowly: "It's normal, they have always been very good friends."

   Liu Lin looked back at the end of the road: "That's a pity, if I were Zhang Xuan, I would definitely pursue Wen Hui as a girlfriend."

  Luo Xue pinched the most fleshy part of Liu Lin: "What are you thinking, slut, Zhang Xuan has a girlfriend, so Du Shuangling is not bad."

   Liu Lin patted Luo Xue's butt: "So what? If I had to choose, I would still choose Wen Hui. With Wen Hui's beauty, legendary family background and identity as a pianist, wouldn't she feel more conquest in bed?"

   Dong Ziyu interjected: "If Zhang Xuan was the kind of person you think, Du Shuangling would not be so affectionate."

  Liu Lin tilted her head: "It seems to be the same. If he abandons Du Shuangling, the original wife, then Wenhui will definitely not dare to be with him."

  Luo Xue glanced at Dong Ziyu: "I agree with what you said, if Zhang Xuan is a philanderer, those who have a crush on him will definitely be disappointed."

   Liu Lin asked: "Shouldn't you be happy?"

Luo Xue asked back: "I have a crush, do you think the conditions must be better than Du Shuangling? Besides, if you only dare to have a crush and don't dare to reveal it, you must be a conservative and reserved person. If such a person finds out that he has been in love with Chen Shimei for so many years, Are you more happy? Or are you more regretful?"

  Liu Lin raised her head high: "Luo Xue, your theory is set, and I'm almost convinced by you. That Zhang Xuan is like this, are you satisfied as someone who loves him?"

  Luo Xuejiu dared to say anything at this moment: "Me? I hope he will be Chen Shimei, then I will have the opportunity to be his lover."

   Liu Lin looked contemptuous: "You are so shameless."

  Luo Xue snorted: "Don't you like the "Qian Power" type of man, Zhang Xuan wants you to be his lover, would you like it?"

  Liu Lin weighed it carefully, and said in a daze: "I don't want to, as long as the benefits are enough, I can consider sleeping with an unattainable person like him, and I don't need to be a lover."

  Luo Xue wondered: "What's the difference?"

  Liu Linwei pointed her finger and replied: "Of course there is a difference. Sleeping is to get what you need, only the exchange of interests has no relationship. Lovers have to be more or less emotional, right? The things that need to be devoted to feelings are not in line with my Liu Lin."

  Luo Xue asked, "Is there enough benefit for you to consider any man?"

   Liu Lin hit her: "What are you thinking? If so, I would not have rejected that leader. There are two reasons why I consider Zhang Xuan.

  First, he is the dream lover of the girls in our school, if I slept with him, count, count, uh"

   Liu Lin hiccupped and continued, "It's a dream fulfilled for many girls in the management school.

  Secondly, looking around the world, his legend cannot be replicated, and there is no such person to be found again. He has unique attributes and charms. I, an ordinary girl, will never lose my share of sleep with such a person. The benefits I get after the fact must be beyond imagination. "

   Dong Ziyu couldn't listen any longer, and said with a smile, "Spring has just come, you two drunkards can't wait to compete for beauty, and you can't wait for passers-by to feel good?"

  Luo Xue took her arm and asked along the subject, "Ziyu, if Zhang Xuan wants you to sleep with her, would you like it?"

  Dong Ziyu stretched out his hand to help her: "You shouldn't let the two of you drink so much, just talk nonsense."

  Luo Xue persevered: "I'm making an example. For example, if Zhang Xuan pursues you, will you agree?"

   Dong Ziyu moved out the reason that has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "I just want to find a civil servant."

  Liu Lin tilted her head and said, "Ziyu, if you are so stubborn, you will have no friends. We are talking nonsense, you should be talking nonsense along with you."

   Walking slowly along the campus, the night gradually fell.

   When returning to the corner platform on the second floor, Zhang Xuan said to Wen Hui who was walking in front: "I plan to write tonight."

   Wen Hui, who was in front of her, didn't respond, and continued walking. After reaching the second floor, she stopped for two seconds, and then went to the right.

   Zhang Xuan asked intimately, "Would you like to go up and get something?"

  Wen Hui gave up his seat and let him open the door: "No need."

   Then she stared at him and asked, "Is your new book easy to read?"

   Zhang Xuan took out the key and opened the door: "Of course, it's just not finished."

  Wenhui said, "I'll read your old version first. I only saw 300,000 words last time, and I haven't finished it yet."

   Zhang Xuan nodded: "Yes."

  Open the door, change your shoes, and enter the house.

After closing the door, Zhang Xuan said to her, "Go to the study first, I'll come in after I wash up."

   After saying that, he opened the study door.

   But Wen Hui didn't go in alone, but turned on the TV and sat on the sofa.

  The old man knew what she meant, this was to avoid suspicion.

   After all, the study was an important place for him, and only Shuangling could go in and out freely before.

   And even Shuangling, in addition to daily cleaning, she will not go in casually, just for fear of messing up the layout inside and causing unnecessary trouble to him.

  Many literati painters have a hobby, that is, things like to pile up.

   This situation that outsiders think is messy, in fact, to others, it looks messy, but it is very handy to find things.

   If outsiders suddenly organize their belongings, it will be a disservice.

  Although Zhang Xuan doesn't have this hobby yet, he already has a habitual memory of where each book is placed. If someone disrupts the layout, he will be so angry that he will scold his mother.

   It took 10 minutes to wash my hair and 10 minutes to wash my clothes.

   Originally, according to his previous temperament, washing clothes must have been stepped on with his feet, but now as clothes become better and more expensive, this disguisedly helps him change this bad habit.

   Not to mention that Wen Hui is in the living room outside, stepping on it with her feet is really out of style.

   Damn it, washing clothes is really a laborious job, and the only fears in his mind are ghosts and snakes.

   After 20 minutes, Zhang Xuan, who had everything done, said to Wen Hui, "Are you watching TV? Or...?"

   Before he could finish speaking, Wen Hui got up and turned off the TV, and followed him into the study.

   This scene is not unfamiliar. As it was, Zhang Xuan took out the manuscript and put it in front of her, and then left her alone.

   Busy yourself.

   The cap was unscrewed, the ink was placed, and the book was spread out. He first sat in a chair for a while, and then began to check the 6,000 words in the morning.

   If he has not checked after finishing writing in the morning, he intends to check it first, which will help him find the writing status as soon as possible.

   paragraph by paragraph, sentence by sentence, Zhang Xuan revised and revised it, and it took more than an hour to complete the careful inspection.

   It may be that he is leaving, it may be that his mind has been revealed by him, or that the relationship between the two on the sofa in the evening has further broken through...

  Tonight, Wenhui did not read books as quickly as before, but spent a long time watching this study, which she had been curious about for a long time, but never had the opportunity to explore.

   There are three book walls and one wine rack. Wen Hui reached out and stroked them one by one, and her eyes finally fell on his silhouette.

There are thousands of people   , but Zhang Xuantong, who can focus on writing, is usually two people.

   His serious and selfless writing is more flavorful than his usual casualness, which is the most attractive to Wen Hui.

   The scene where he was writing in the classroom last time impressed her deeply, so it is inevitable to watch it a few more times tonight.

   After checking, Zhang Xuan raised his head to look at Wen Hui, smiled and then lowered his head and started writing.

   He is a more persistent person and has plans for life.

   The daily task is no less than 10,000 words. If this task is not completed, he will not sleep, nor will he be distracted to do other things. Even if Wen Hui was in front of him, he would not forget his business because of her beauty.

   As a human being, he is very clear in his heart that writing is his foundation and the foundation of his foothold in this world.

   is far more important than any other cause.

   Or to put it another way, he treats other careers as side jobs and can be thrown away at any time. Only writing is not enough, this is the lifeblood.

   Time is often the easiest time to do what you love. As the pages are covered with pen words, and the number of words of a thousand and a thousand is completed, the hour hand unknowingly passed the early morning and came to the middle of the night.

   If it wasn't for the **** crowing outside, the old man wouldn't have realized he'd been writing for so long.

   After a little estimation, I wrote more than 7,000 words later.

   is totally unexpected, this is a direct manifestation of the burst of inspiration, hey, talented people are so fierce.

   Self-pleasure, left wrist raised, 3:43

   Well, in an hour or so, it will be bright outside.

   Putting down his pen, he subconsciously looked at Wen Hui next to him.

   Hmm... I really didn't let myself down. Every time I read a book, this girl could see herself falling asleep every time.

   is no one anymore.

   Could it be that the sofa is too soft? Can you sleep next to each other?

   After simply cleaning up, Zhang Xuan got up and came to the woman, stood still, his eyes slowly wandered around her body, and his heart was inexplicably peaceful.

   To be honest, every time I watch Wenhui, I feel a sense of amazement.

   It has been four years since he watched it, and his comfortable, languid and rounded temperament made him never get tired of seeing it.

   But Zhang Xuan likes her eyes the most, they are black and white, pure and simple, clean without a trace of impurities. It's a pity that the girl fell asleep and can't see it now.

   stayed in front of the sofa for about two minutes, and finally felt the sleepy old man bent over and hugged her, and went to the next bed next door.

   opened the doorknob with his elbow, Zhang Xuan carefully put her on the bed, then took off her cotton shoes, and pulled out the thin quilt to help her cover her abdomen.

   Don't know why?

   When he straightened up and was about to leave, the old man looked at the person on the bed and suddenly felt a strong sense of reluctance.

   stood at the head of the bed and looked at her quietly. At this moment, the past and the intimate pictures of the two were playing frame by frame in my mind like a slideshow.

   At a certain moment, he closed the door, and then he accidentally lifted the quilt and went to bed.

   First, he sat halfway on the head of the bed, staring at her hair and delicate face like that. When he couldn't help himself, he stretched out his right hand and gently stroked her blue silk.

  I don't know how long it took. When the second rooster croak sounded, Zhang Xuan, who was tired, couldn't stand it anymore. He lay down gently, closed his eyes and started to sleep.

   He has an advantage. When he is really sleepy, he will fall asleep within three minutes of lying down. This is the legendary good sleep.

   After a few minutes, Wen Hui's long eyelashes wriggled, and then quietly opened.

   Looking at the ceiling and listening to the symmetrical breathing next to the meeting, after confirming that he was really asleep, Wen Hui slowly turned her head to look at him.

   Silently looked at his eyes, eyelashes, nose, lips with the faint moonlight outside the window.

   Especially stays for a long time on the lips.

  In my more than 20 years of life, the most profound and unforgettable memories are all given by this mouth.

   Even today this mouth has left many marks on her body. The sling was about to be bitten off by him.

   In fact, when he got up and came to him in the study just now, the always keen Wen Hui had already woken up.

   She knew that the person in front of her liked to peek at her, so she chose to pretend to be asleep.

  Because past experience told her that if she didn't pretend to be asleep, in this closed environment, he often couldn't control his emotions, and it was estimated that he would have to be forced to have close contact with him once.

   But if intimacy gets out of control, you may lose more.

only…

   It's just that she never imagined that he was so courageous tonight, and the consequence of pretending to be asleep was that he fell directly into his own bed.

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