MTL - The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993-Chapter 934 , see you again 7 (please subscribe!)

  Chapter 934, See you again 7 (please subscribe!)

   Staring at the door, there was a voice in his heart strongly encouraging him: as long as you open the door, you can get the beautiful woman inside that thousands of men regard as the lover of their dreams.

  Looks fixed, fixed!

  Zhang Xuan's brain suddenly became hot, and he raised his right hand in a mysterious way, and knocked on the door.

   "Boom boom boom"

   Three consecutive beeps.

At this moment, Wenhui in the bedroom had just put her clothes on neatly. When the door knocked, her first reaction was to run towards the bed, but she stopped after taking a few steps, and turned to face the door. Watching quietly.

   "Boom boom boom"

  The door rang three more times!

  Wen Hui hesitated, walked over, held the doorknob with his left hand, and clasped the latch with his right finger. With a little force, the latch slowly retreated.

  The upside-down bolt kept moving back and forth, but at the very moment when it was about to completely exit the lock, Wen Hui's forehead was pressed against the door, and the finger bones holding the upside-down bolt seemed to be frozen, as if no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move an inch.

This series of actions, this series of ideological struggles, seemed to have exhausted her entire body strength. In the end, she turned her back against the white wall next to the door, leaned against the wall with slack eyes, and walked slowly along the wall weakly. Sliding down, and finally slumped on the wooden floor.

  The whole body seems to be falling apart.

   "Boom boom boom"

   A third wave of voices came from outside the door.

  Wen Hui sat on the floor helplessly and did not respond.

   After three waves of knocking on the door, the door ushered in a wave of calm.

   But it was only a lull. In less than two minutes, there was a different sound from the door, the sound of metal transfer.

  Didi Sui Sui

   This is someone outside holding a key to open the lock!

  Wen Hui, who realized something, tensed up all over, and jumped up like a frightened bird, staring at the doorknob lock nervously.

   "Tick tock!"

  The anti-lock jumped away disappointingly!

  Wenhui's heart heaved violently.

   "Di Liu Di Liu."

   This is the sound of the doorknob lock turning

  Turn.Turn.

  Clean and bright pupils are full of the reflection of the doorknob lock, Wen Hui squeezes her lower lip tightly, her palms are sweating.

   "Tick tock!"

  With a fatal tick, the doorknob lock is rotated into place. At this time, with a slight push against the door, the two worlds inside and outside will be connected as one, and two people may also be connected as one.

  But at the most critical moment, Zhang Xuan outside the door came back to his senses, looking at the doorknob in his hand as if he saw Wen Hui who was lying on the piano before, without any resistance.

  With this in mind, he retreated, knowing that if he rushed in tonight, Wen Hui might not reject him.

  But afterward Wen Hui will definitely not forgive herself, nor will he forgive him, and there is a high probability that the two will be separated from each other in the future.

  The reason why he is so sure is because he understands Wenhui's temperament, he is arrogant and arrogant, and hiding from himself for 9 months after graduation is the best example.

  Thinking of all that happened during these 9 months, the last flame in Zhang Xuan's heart was extinguished.

  He resolutely pulled out the key, let go of his hand, the doorknob returned to its place automatically, and turned back to his bedroom.

  Although all the Wenhui outside the door can’t be seen, she, who is smart, has accurately and brain-filled all his journeys.

   Taking a look at the upside down that had been opened, Wen Hui came to the bed, took off her coat, threw off the quilt and lay down.

  This night, Wen Hui tossed and turned, his mind repeatedly filled with emotional images of the two in the piano room, frame by frame, frame by frame, so clear that even every change in his eyes could be remembered as fresh.

   No sleep in the first half of the night.

  In the second half of the night, I struggled and fell asleep, but half asleep and half awake, it seemed that there was always a doorknob lock ringing, and the sound of "tick tock" was endless.

   Early morning.

  Wen Hui slowly opened her eyes in the dim light coming in from the window, subconsciously glanced at the closed door, and then touched the pillow towel with her right hand, feeling wet.

   She was in a daze like this for a long while, and finally she grabbed the pillow towel and came to the bathroom, closed the door, and began to take off her pajamas, preparing to take a bath to wash off the masculinity on her body.

  Wen Hui likes to close her eyes and take a shower. Whenever warm water is poured on her head, she will have a strange feeling, Ningtai is clear and bright, and her heart is pure.

  But this time is different, the previous feeling is gone. When the hot water flows all over the body, it seems that there are countless ants crawling on the body, which is crispy and numb. Finally, these ants suddenly changed and condensed into a man.

  Wen Hui paused, stopped taking a bath, and let the hot water flow from head to toe.

  Wen Hui didn't sleep well last night, but Zhang Xuan slept soundly. Having experienced so much in his two lifetimes, he has his own set of self-hypnotic Ah Q spirit.

  In his opinion, don’t use your brain if you can, and don’t think about things that get messy the more you think about them. He always believed that chaos was temporary, and that once the night passed, tomorrow would be a brand new day.

   Opening his eyes in a daze, Zhang Xuan sniffed his nose and smelled the smell of meat. To be precise, it was stewed beef brisket with star anise and cinnamon.

  The smell was so **** familiar, the old man got out of bed with a grunt, washed up in a hurry, and rushed to the living room.

   "Well, it rained too much last night, so I didn't come back. Dad is already back? Okay, then when I come back for lunch with my cousin, when I pass by Yintai Mall, I will go in and buy some."

  Wen Hui, who was on the phone with her mother, looked up at the man who walked up to her, and said, "Mom, we're having breakfast, hang up."

  Ending the call, Wenhui put the phone on the sofa, got up and went straight to the kitchen, and didn't say hello to him when passing him, completely ignoring him.

   "Is this treating the old man like air?"

  Zhang Xuan slandered in his heart, and followed in.

  No way, my stomach is not up to the mark, it is croaking, I am really hungry.

  The beef stew has been fried, and it is full of a large white porcelain pot. The soup is red oil color, and there are dried red peppers and coriander on it.

  The old man took a bowl, pulled out a pair of chopsticks, and ate it as if no one else was around.

Wenhui didn't pay attention to the movement by her side, staring at the water in the pot, waited until it was boiled, and started to serve the noodles. During the process, she didn't forget to mix some cold water into it. This is called mandarin duck water, which neutralizes the temperature in the pot. , the purpose is to make the noodles more chewy.

  Suddenly, a piece of lean beef was stretched out to her mouth out of thin air. Wenhui pouted slightly, and her head turned a little to the left, but the beef seemed to have eyes and moved to the left accordingly.

   Seeing this, Wen Hui tilted her head to the left again, and the beef persisted, and it still appeared precisely on her lips.

   "Try it, the beef made by my woman is very delicious, don't fool you, whoever eats it will never forget it, absolutely perfect!"

  Hearing these shameless words, Wen Hui was annoyed and funny, and finally opened her mouth uncontrollably.

  Eating the beef, the two fell into silence. A minute later, Zhang Xuan, who had finished eating the beef in the bowl, asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

  Averting his gaze, Wen Hui used a spatula to stir the noodles in the pot, "Yeah."

  Zhang Xuan asked: "Will you go back later?"

  Wen Hui nodded.

  Zhang Xuan said to himself: "Tao Ge is coming today, and a few other friends will also be coming."

  Hearing this, Wen Hui didn't say anything, and the kitchen was silent again, only the water in the pot was bubbling.

After another three minutes, Wen Hui picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and looked at them, then changed the colander to pick up the noodles and put them in two bowls, one big and the other small, and then added beef stew and red bean paste to each bowl. For the soup, sprinkle some green onion and peanuts.

  Seeing that she was about to leave with a small bowl of noodles, Zhang Xuan said, "I want a fried egg."

  Wen Hui turned a deaf ear, picked up the noodles with a damp cloth and went to the living room outside.

   Zhang Xuan's eyes moved with her back, and he grinned until the back disappeared, and decided to do it himself.

   Isn’t it just fried eggs, fry yourself, fry two **** ones, eat one, put the other on a plate to show off.

  Thinking so happily, he fried the eggs without any worries, but he was so distressed after all, the first egg was placed in the Wenhui bowl like a treasure.

   "Try it and see if my craftsmanship has fallen?" He sat opposite and said.

  Seeing that the egg took up more than half of the mouth of the bowl, after thinking about it, Wen Hui stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the fried egg, put it to her mouth, and took a small bite.

  Zhang Xuan asked: "How does it taste?"

  Wen Hui said lightly: "It smells like eggs."

   Zhang Xuan laughed when he heard this, stirred the noodles with chopsticks, and ate them with big mouthfuls.

  The man has a big mouth and doesn't pay attention to his image. He eats very fast. After eating the noodles, he drank all the soup.

   Licking his lips, the old man continued to talk about the previous topic: "If you have nothing important to do these two days, take time to accompany me."

  Wen Hui felt that he was looking at her, but she lowered her head and pretended not to know.

  She didn't look up because she was afraid that she would show her flaws, and she was afraid that she would blush, because the sound of "tick" rang in her ears all night last night, because she couldn't help but think about him in the shower.

  Wen Hui has always been unhappy in eating, but she has her own rhythm, and the noodles bottomed out in an orderly manner.

  One night passed, and it was still raining outside, but the rain was much lighter. Wenhui changed her shoes after cleaning up the dishes and went out.

  First floor.

   Seeing the two people coming down, Zhao Lei opened the umbrella and opened the car door with insight.

  Wen Hui got into the car first, followed by Zhang Xuan, and said to Zhao Lei, "Go to Yintai Mall."

  In the car, Wen Hui kept looking out the window with her head tilted, silent.

  Zhao Lei glanced at the two people behind through the endoscope, worried in her heart: Could it be that there was a quarrel?

   But then Zhao Lei thought again: No, she has seen the deep relationship between Ms. Wen and the boss in the past few years, so how could they quarrel?

  She would rather believe that Miss Xi, Miss Dong, Miss Su, and even Tao Ge would quarrel with the boss than Miss Wen.

  Every move of the family is in line with the ladies of the ancient times, where is the accomplishment!

  Fudan is not far from Yintai Mall, just a short nap away.

  Wen Hui took the umbrella that Zhao Lei handed over, got out of the car and turned her back to him and said, "You go first, my cousin is already waiting for me inside, my sister-in-law will drive to pick us up later."

   Zhang Xuan said yes.

  Hearing the sound, Wen Hui left.

  Zhao Lei followed her all the way to the door.

  Ten minutes later, his cell phone dinged, and a text message came in, from Wen Hui.

  Zhang Xuan couldn't wait to open it.

  SMS content: Before departure, if you haven't found the right person yet, you can try to contact me.

  After reading it twice, the old man burst into a smile, waved his phone and said to Zhao Lei, "Let's go back to Pentagon Square."

  Zhao Lei and Liu Yafei, the co-pilot, looked at each other, smiled, and started the car.

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