Chapter 305 How Far in the Future Is He?

Entering the house, Yang Tao looked around curiously.

The room is very clean. The first thing that catches your eye is that there are paintings, calligraphy and photography hanging everywhere. Because there are too many hangings and too dense, it gives people a crowded feeling. But what she saw next were several large bookshelves filled with books, handicrafts, and occasional green plants. Just standing at the door, she could see through the gap the entire room except the bedroom, and she had an unobstructed view.

The living room has an ordinary layout, with a sofa, coffee table, and TV. Adjacent is the study room. You can see brushes of different thicknesses hanging on the pen holder. There is also rice paper spread out on the table that is weighed down by a paperweight. Looking further, There was a row of shelves with cameras and lenses of all sizes piled up in an orderly manner. There were tripods and other messy things piled on the floor. There was also a long table with two screens and a laptop that had been shot.

This kind of unobstructed view is very good at visually eliminating the crowding just now.

Although the decoration is rather arbitrary, apart from making Carambola feel a bit novel, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

After taking a brief look, he immediately picked up the lucky bamboo on the table, walked around the room, and placed it next to the TV cabinet with other flowers and plants.

"I put the lucky bamboo next to the TV cabinet."

Hearing Yang Tao speak loudly, Wang Yan turned around and smiled: "Okay." Then he turned back and continued to swing the big spoon.

After placing the lucky bamboos, Yang Tao began to scratch the walls and look at the paintings and calligraphy works and photos all over the room. She didn't know how to appreciate the paintings and calligraphy, but she thought they looked good. She didn't know how to look closely at the photos, but she also thought they looked good.

"You wrote or took these calligraphy, paintings, and photos yourself?"

"Yeah, okay?"

"It's not just okay. Although I don't understand, I also know that your level is not low." Yang Tao gave a thumbs up to the neighbor who looked over: "Awesome."

Mr. Wang has always been modest and low-key: "It's not bad, it's just an amateur level, not as good as those professionals."

His calligraphy is LV5, Chinese painting is LV3, and photography is LV2, which means he is good at calligraphy, average in Chinese painting, and can read photography, but the people in front of him still don't understand. Popular aesthetics means whether it looks good or not. If it is pleasing to the eye, it is good. If it is not pleasing to the eye, it is bad. If it can be understood, it is good. If it is not pleasing to the eye, it is bad. If it is not pleasing to the eye, it is bad. He turned out to be like that, because he didn't have the ability to appreciate things, so he could only just look at things and feel them.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether Yang Tao understands it or not, it doesn't matter. He doesn't rely on these things to show off, it's just a hobby. If she understands, then he is a master. If she doesn't understand, then he is labeled as a versatile person, which is good.

"You're being modest. Looking at your room full of photography equipment, I feel like you are a professional."

"I'm just an amateur. If you think it's good, take what you like." As he spoke, Wang Yan turned off the fire, put the dishes on the plate, and then took two plates of dishes in each hand and put them on the dining table: "The food is ready, come and eat."

Looking at some dishes placed in the kitchen, Yang Tao hurriedly stepped forward to help, counting in his mind: "With just the two of us, you have cooked too much."

"Not too much, not too much. I'm afraid it's not enough. The first meal after moving has to be hearty. You're welcome, just open it up and eat. If you're not full, it's because I didn't serve you well." Wang Yan wiped his hands and gave Yang Tao, who was sitting opposite, shared the bowls and chopsticks: "Would you like some wine?"

Without waiting for her answer, Wang Yan turned around and went to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of cold beer, and put them on the dining table: "Today I moved, it was Yi Xi, and I met such a beautiful neighbor like you, it was Er Xi, you are so beautiful The neighbors also helped to warm the pot, it’s three kinds of happiness, you have to drink it.”

Wang Yan walked to the door. Under Yang Tao's strange eyes, he opened the door that she had closed and returned to the table: "Don't worry, Miss Yang, even if I am not a gentleman, I am definitely not a villain. This is upstairs. There are people down here, let’s have a drink and get a little tipsy, just in moderation.”

Looking at the serious new neighbor opposite, Yang Tao couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, I said you are nothing. In a society ruled by law, why should I be afraid of you? Really."

"The rule of law is something that will come later, and it doesn't exist here now. You and I met for the first time, and you are so beautiful. What if my bestiality comes out and you can't even find a place to cry? It's better to pay attention." Wang Yan took it casually. A bottle of wine, stretched out his hand and twisted it, shook the bottle cap in his hand with a smile, showed his intact hand, raised an eyebrow on one side, and said with a little content, "unique skill."

Yang Tao's eyes widened in surprise, and he gave a two-thumbs up in a dignified manner: "Awesome."

After pouring the cold beer and giving a glass to the star fruit, Wang Yan raised the glass with a smile: "Come, let's have a drink together and say three happy wishes."

Yang Tao smiled and touched him: "Three blessings!" She was still a little shy in her heart. After all, she was the second blessing. This new neighbor was so nice to talk to...

After finishing the glass of wine and feeling the coolness, Wang Yan stretched out his hand and said, "How about a taste of my craftsmanship."

Star fruit sandwiched a piece of boiled green vegetables, smacked his lips, and nodded: "It tastes good, really no worse than the master chefs outside. And you also have a lot of tricks, including Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, and local Suzhou and Hangzhou cuisine. ,Amazing."

She is the lobby manager of a four-star hotel, and she knows a lot about food and accommodation. From this, it can be seen that Wang Yan is indeed sincere in his hospitality. After all, this table contains six dishes and one soup. It is not an easy task to prepare it by yourself, especially some dishes are very complicated.

"As long as it tastes good, the main reason is that I don't know what your taste is, so I have made some from various places. Now that you have given such a high evaluation, I feel relieved. Eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Yang Tao smiled: "Okay."

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Wang Yan said: "Miss Yang, I would like to take the liberty to ask, how is your current relationship status?"

"Single." Yang Tao didn't shy away from it: "You don't need to call me Miss Yang. It sounds too awkward to me. How about you call me Tao Zi? My friends all call me that."

"Then just call me Wang Yan." Wang Yan nodded, and then said: "Taozi, you are so beautiful. The people chasing you can go from here to the Forbidden City. Why are you still single?"

Yang Tao rolled his eyes: "I'm already thirty-two. It's not as exaggerated as you said. If it were really like that, it would be okay. I wouldn't be an older leftover girl now."

She is beautiful, more beautiful than many people. There must be people who pursue her, but they just don't like her for various reasons. Wang Yan had watched the whole play, and of course he knew what she was thinking. He thought about it and said, "Thirty is a very good age. It has the face and body of a twenty-year-old woman, and is no worse than a forty-year-old woman." Your wisdom and experience are at your prime. Just like September in Beijing, the day is like August and the night is like October. It’s beautiful. And you don’t know, I heard that you are still single, which gives me peace of mind. .”

His words 'and' were said by Yang Tao before, and there is no other word that is more suitable to talk about her age than this. How nice to comfort herself with her own words.

Yang Tao was stunned for a moment, she did think so, and she had only said this to the blind date arranged by her mother just three days ago. I didn't expect this new neighbor to get along so well, so I thought of going with her.

As for the last words... Yang Tao blinked his big eyes and looked at the new neighbor: "I agree with the first part, but don't you think the second part is too hasty? We have only known each other for a day."

"Everyone has a love for beauty." Wang Yan said with a smile: "I am a real person, and I won't lie to you. To be honest, I was captured by your beauty. If you want to put it another way, it is called love at first sight, not everything. Is love at first sight just a matter of lust? Now I am attracted to her."

"Funny words." These humorous words sounded quite interesting. Yang Tao didn't care. Are they all adults? He immediately rolled his eyes and asked with a smile: "How old are you?"

Wang Yan raised his glass and said, "Twenty-nine, isn't there a saying that it's just right for a female junior to hold a gold brick." After talking, the two clinked a glass and drank it down in one gulp.

After another glass of beer, carbon dioxide surged up. Star Tao was embarrassed to find that she wanted to burp, so she immediately covered her mouth and silently adjusted to it.

Of course Wang Yan noticed her situation and immediately laughed: "Taozi, beauties are also cannibals. The burden doesn't have to be so heavy. I won't laugh at you. Come, learn from me." As he spoke, he was convinced. After a glass of wine, he turned away from the table, tilted his head and belched.

"Oh, hiccup..." Yang Tao just started to speak, but he couldn't resist it. He covered his mouth with his hands. After making sure it was gone, he rolled his eyes: "Why are you so annoying?"

"I'm annoying, I'm annoying." Wang Yan took a chopstick of meat to her and turned the page: "Eat more, I see you are thin, you are quite tired from work, right?"

It was obvious that Carambola was not disgusted. In the TV series, there is a painter who gives Yang Tao a lot of tricks. If he doesn't brag about it, then the painter is not worthy of being promoted by Mr. Wang.

Although there was a small embarrassment, Wang Yan picked it out and avoided her unilateral embarrassment. It was good. She silently made a note to her new neighbor in her heart: "It's okay. I am the lobby manager of the hotel. I work I’m not too tired, I just spend more time standing, but I’m used to it after working for so many years. You said photography is a hobby, but what is your main job?”

"How can a homeless man get his main business?" Without waiting for Yang Tao to ask, Wang Yan continued to explain: "My family was originally a businessman. Ten years ago, my parents had an accident and left together. They left me some money and... Several houses. I didn’t have much ability, and I was young at that time, so I didn’t know how to spend the money. It happened that at this time, one of the houses left by my parents was to be demolished, and I was given a lot of compensation. "

"I thought at the time, since this is the capital, many people must have left their hometowns to find a way out here, and those people must have rented houses. So..."

Yang Tao answered: "So you spent all your money to buy a house?"

"Smart." Wang Yan looked like a coward and said: "Houses were cheap at that time, so I bought a lot of them. You also know the current housing prices, so strictly speaking, my main business is rent collection. "

Is financial strength an indicator of choosing a mate, especially women in their thirties, although they yearn for love, it cannot be nothing, love is not, you have to live. Of course, this is not necessarily true for Star Tao. She is probably capable of marrying a man who has nothing for love. But the final result will definitely not be good, unless Xue Sumei dies, otherwise Yang Tao will not even think about it.

Yang Tao couldn't help but stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Then it's not convenient for you to reveal how many houses you have? Let me envy you?"

"It's not much, just about thirty sets." The tone was relaxed and freehand, full of confidence.

"That's not much?" Yang Tao's eyes widened, and he turned to look at his new neighbor strangely: "That's not right. You are so rich, why are you here at the Fifth Ring Road?"

"I've lived there for too long. I've stayed there long enough, and I just have money in my hand, so..." Wang Yan didn't say any more and gave him a look that made you understand.

Yang Tao clicked her tongue and said: "You are so willful when you have money..." She was not bitter, after all, it didn't matter to her no matter how rich they were, she was just sighing. I think she worked hard for three years to repay the debt of more than 200,000 yuan, and finally paid it off. She has more than 30 apartments in her name, and she bought another one next to the community where she rented without blinking an eye. It's great to be rich.

But it's good, but also a little pitiful. After all, he is twenty-nine this year. He was only nineteen ten years ago when his parents passed away. Although he had left so much money, it was not pleasant to be alone.

As for the status gap, she really didn't think it was anything. The new neighbor in front of me, wearing big pants with half-sleeves and slippers, doesn't look like someone with status...

"Hello?" Wang Yan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "Are you intimidated by my status as a billionaire? Are you ashamed of yourself?"

"No, I won't borrow money from you."

"Oh? That means you are a little attracted to me!" Wang Yan winked: "I have reserved my position as a housekeeper for you."

Rolling her eyes at him, Yang Tao said, "It's just you all these years?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Yan took a sip of wine: "If it's my parents and relatives, it must be me. If I'm talking about my girlfriend...it's also me."

"No way, you are so rich, how can you just be yourself? Don't you have to spend a lot of money?"

"It's not that exaggerated. I'm just an ordinary person. I dated one when I was in college, but I was quite dull and stingy at that time. Naturally, they didn't like me. After I was dumped, I never had a girlfriend again. , until now." Wang Yantian was shameless, his face did not blush, and his heart did not beat.

"Don't come here." Yang Tao found that he rolled his eyes a lot tonight: "You don't look stupid at all."

"People will always grow, nothing stays the same." Wang Yan poured her wine: "After graduating from college, I fell in love with photography, and I didn't want to stay in the capital, so I just carried my bag and walked around, blindly everywhere. Shoot, I have been wandering around for more than three years. Traveling in the world naturally trains people, and this is growth. If it hadn't been for these three years, I would have only dared to glance at such a beautiful woman like you, let alone talk to you. You talked."

At this point, his situation was very clear. He was a common man, single, without relatives, humorous, versatile, and at the right age of twenty-nine. Who could resist such a man.

Looking at the new neighbor in front of him, Yang Tao smiled and drank with him: "I think it's better for you to be more dull. You are a bad learner and a poor person."

Her original intention was not to ask Wang Yan if he had a girlfriend, but to ask her relatives and friends, but Wang Yan simply said it, so she stopped asking. Although her biological father died earlier, but thinking about it now, it is still very sad, but she still has a biological mother, which is a lot better. The new neighbor's parents have passed away, so it must have been difficult after all these years. Just say that during the Chinese New Year, he would have a hard time facing a table full of food by himself, and he wouldn't be able to take care of anyone else. Now that Wang Yan was avoiding him, she wisely didn't ask.

"You have to be poor, otherwise I won't have the guts to invite a beautiful woman like you to have dinner with me."

"Stop it now, you'll be confused for a while."

Wang Yan laughed, and then started looking for something to talk about. He talked about what he had seen outside over the years, and exchanged interests and hobbies with Yang Tao. Yang Tao also had a lot of fun chatting. She found that this new neighbor was really awesome. Well, he was worthy of being a traveler. He knew everything and could talk about everything, but she felt like he had endless things to say.

They were chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, they were full of wine and food.

After drinking, Star Fruit lived up to her name. Her face was as red as a peach. She leaned back on the chair and waved her hands repeatedly: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I really can't eat anymore."

Wang Yan put the dish for her in his mouth and muttered, "Don't say I didn't serve her well."

"You're so considerate in your hospitality. I won't say I gained two pounds during today's meal."

"You look very thin. If you were fatter, you would be in good health."

"Stop talking, I finally lost weight." Carambola looked at him angrily: "Have you always been able to eat like this?"

There are six dishes and one soup, and the portion is quite large. Two people really can't finish it. She didn't drink much, only three bottles, but it also took up a lot of space in her stomach. She didn't eat much at all, and now most of the dishes on the table were gone.

Wang Yan drank all the beer in the bottle in one gulp, burped naturally, and blinked at the disgusted star fruit: "It's a blessing to be able to eat it!"

Star fruit pouts, it’s a pig that can be eaten...

Of course Wang Yan heard what she thought she whispered, but he just pretended not to hear and started clearing the table. The meal was quite successful. He openly expressed his thoughts and revealed his own conditions. At the same time, he got along very well with Yang Tao, and the relationship suddenly became closer. He didn't believe that Yang Tao, who longed for love and marriage, was not confused.

Seeing Wang Yan starting to work, Yang Tao stood up with difficulty: "I'll help you clean it up."

"The visitor is a guest. How can we keep guests busy?" Wang Yan shook his head and took her to the studio, which was the separate room with a pile of photography equipment. He took down the two large boxes that were left together. , opened the cover, then opened the computer to do some operations, and said: "The ones here and the ones on the wall can be taken away if you like them. If you want the original version, they are all on the computer. If you like it, you can send it to the mailbox yourself. You don’t have to be embarrassed. In your words, I’m no worse than a professional. Apart from my hard work of taking photos and editing pictures, these things cost basically nothing.”

Huo Daddy has always been flawless in his work. Except for calligraphy and painting, which he has made casually over the years, the other photography works are all photos obtained from all over the country according to his level.

"Don't worry, I won't be polite, billionaire." Yang Tao joked, then squatted there and started to read Wang Yan's works.

Wang Yan laughed cooperatively and wandered to the kitchen to pack things and wash up.

The room became quiet, except for the sound of water in the kitchen, the clinking of dishes and chopsticks, and the rhythmic whistling. Yang Tao looked at the photos one by one with a smile...

After working hard for a long time, Wang Yan finally finished cleaning up. Wang Yan went to the tea table on the balcony to play with the tea sets: "Tao Zi, would you like a cup of tea to relieve your appetite?"

Yang Tao, who had been absent for a long time, came back to his senses, took the photo he had selected unconsciously, and sat down opposite Wang Yan: "Forget it, my belly is full and I can't take it anymore. I think this photo is particularly good. , almost catching up with the photo of the little girl.”

I looked at it and saw that it was a photo of a boy in rags reading a book at the station. With just one glance, the system's information was transmitted, which was the past between him and the little boy.

While playing with the tea set, Wang Yan frowned and thought about who the little girl she was talking about was. He pondered for a moment and said, "You mean Xie Hailong's 'big eyes', right? The one from Project Hope?"

Yang Tao thought seriously and said, "It should be. The little girl's eyes are quite big. She holds her hand and looks at the camera. I don't understand, but I can still see the desire in her eyes."

"How can I compare with others at my level, but this child is also inspirational." Wang Yan explained: "I took this picture in a county in Qian Province. This child's father died and his mother ran away. His grandparents lived together. Fortunately, his grandparents were still strong and had no serious problems, so they lived frugally to support his education. The child was in the third year of high school when the photo was taken. Not long after I finished the photo, his grandfather fell to his death in the mountains. Yes. I could have passed the first grade, but I was affected and only took the second grade."

Yang Tao couldn't help but ask: "Then his grandma is the only one left. She is quite old, so she shouldn't be able to send him to school, right? What next? What should he do?"

"Now that we have met, of course we should show our spirit. I subsidize him a sum of money every year and help him pay his tuition and fees. After graduating from college, I don't care about him anymore. I don't know what he is doing now." After saying that, he looked at it with a stern look. Star fruit, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Are you touched by my good moral character?"

"I'm so moved." Yang Tao said this, but he rolled his eyes, unable to stand his arrogance.

If you have money, you don't necessarily have to donate money. To donate money, you don't necessarily have to donate more money. Of course she understands this truth. So she won't say that you are so rich and you should donate some. I won’t say, you are so rich, why don’t you donate more.

Of course, for Wang Yan, it was all arranged by the system, not donated by himself, but it was only in this world. There is no need to talk about charity. After all, after so many years, he has truly made countless merits. It's just that I happened to catch up with him. I just wanted to talk to Yang Tao casually to show my love and get extra points.

"It's okay, I know you're tough-talking, I'm sorry." Wang Yan smiled and filtered the tea in the tureen into a fair cup, and poured a cup for Carambola: "This tea is fine, just drink it."

That was all poured on. What else could Carambola say? He picked up the cup and took a sip: "It's not bad. What kind of tea is this?"

"Biluochun."

Yang Tao didn't know how to taste tea, but she felt that Wang Yan was so rich that the drink should not be cheap, so he asked out of curiosity: "Is it expensive?"

"Fortunately, it's more than two thousand pounds and can last for a long time." Wang Yan explained casually, stood up and said, "I'll find two photo frames for you. You can't even put the photos in them."

"good."

After a while, Wang Yan pulled out several similar photo frames, sat back and helped her put the photos away while laughing.

After it was done, Star Tao looked at it with satisfaction, stood up and said with a smile: "That's it for today. Thank you for your hospitality. I'll go back first. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"What other day is it?"

Very few people ask this. He is indeed very down-to-earth. Yang Tao smiled and said, "Let me take a break and introduce my friends to you then."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door. Wang Yan leaned against the door: "Okay, I'll wait for your call."

"Yes." Yang Tao held the bag with the photos in one hand and took out the key with the other to open the door. He looked back at Wang Yan who was smiling: "Goodbye."

Wang Yan nodded: "Goodbye."

Yang Tao glanced at him, turned around and entered the house, closing the door with a bang. Then she quickly opened the peephole and watched Wang Yan enter the room and close the door. She took a long breath, leaned against the door and couldn't help laughing.

Her feeling for Wang Yan was very good, a little electric. When Wang Yan joked about falling in love at first sight and lust, she really didn't care much. After all, she has confidence in herself. Many people look at her when she walks on the street. It is a fact that she has a high rate of turning heads, but it is just that Wang Yan is more courageous and dares to tell the truth.

But later, as she ate, drank, and chatted more and more, she had to admit that Wang Yan did have his own unique charm. Although she doesn't look amazing and is dressed casually, she gives people a natural feeling. So much so that during dinner, she didn't notice the passage of time and didn't think too much about it. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and she didn't even feel it. This was the reason why she said goodbye.

The most important thing is that she was cheated by her ex-boyfriend who had been stabbed a thousand times before, and she felt extremely insecure. But tonight, with Wang Yan, she couldn't say that she found a sense of security. She didn't think about it at all.

But then I thought about the fact that the two of them had only known each other for a day and had only spent three hours together at night. Yang Tao quickly shook her head and put it on the cabinet at the door. She put on her slippers at home and hummed a little tune. I happily found a place to put the photos I got back. On the bedside table, there is a photo of a scenery of lakes and mountains. After taking a satisfied look, he continued to hum and took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Perhaps she didn't realize that what she was humming was the melody Wang Yan whistled when washing dishes. When she met...

Who I meet, what kind of dialogue will there be. The person I am waiting for, how far in the future he is. The singing that was still in tune, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, echoed in the bathroom...

After closing the door and sitting down at the tea table, Wang Yan drank tea while thinking about what happened this time.

He is a veteran in love, and Star Tao cannot run away. As for the task, he is such an awesome player, isn't it enough to be someone's son? It's easy.

What he was mainly thinking about was what he should do this time, otherwise there would be no point in just sitting around and looking for someone.

Of course, this time he succeeded in becoming a happy man whose main job is to collect rent. His monthly income of six figures is enough for him. Therefore, we will definitely not sell health pills this time, nor do we plan to develop any technology or artificial intelligence.

Of course, the main reason is that the time is a bit short, not enough for him to launch rockets, so it would be boring. Moreover, the things in his mind have not been completely copied yet. Even if it continues to develop now, it will only develop to a considerable level in just eight years. It may not be reached yet, and there is no need to bother at all.

After thinking about it, Wang Yan decided to do some photography. After all, it was all arranged, and the pile of long guns and short cannons would get 1.8 million, so it couldn't be wasted. Originally, he wanted to take a break this time, and it would be good to pick up new skills. Moreover, he could also study how to get involved in film production. He could not just shoot, but also shoot. After returning home, I can also use movie-making techniques to make the filming of the two gadgets of Cat and Dog more interesting, and the most important thing is to make Wei Lan happy. Although she is happy every day, it might as well make her happier.

Moreover, Wang Yan read a sentence when he was studying photography a long time ago. He thought it was very good. It was said by a foreign photographer. We don’t just use cameras to take pictures, what we bring to photography are all the books we have read, the movies we have watched, the music we have listened to, and the people we have loved.

He has no one he has ever loved, and if he has, the only ones left are his parents. As for music, with the increasing number of gossip songs, fair plagiarism incidents, etc. in recent years, he doesn’t listen to it much anymore. Of course, it can also be said that he is out of touch with the mainstream. Anyway, he only listens to the songs of the past teenagers. Just like his biological father, when listening to music, it sounds like sweet honey or bitter coffee, which should be roughly the same. But maybe I haven’t listened to it for a long time after getting the system. I just listened to Wei Lan more after being with her.

He doesn't like to watch movies either. He will only watch movies related to tasks sent by Huo Daddy, but he doesn't usually watch them. Because any movie, no matter what it reflects, no matter how glorious it is, is not as wonderful as what he has experienced in these many years.

This sentence only left books. He had read them for four hundred years, learned about the past and present, knew things, and learned a lot. For him, this sentence should be the books he has read, the people he has met, the things he has experienced, and the years he has experienced.

After shaking his head, drinking the last cup of tea, and putting away the tea sets, Wang Yan stood up and sat down in front of the computer in the studio. After some operations, I logged into a certain app, spent a while and placed an order for a stenorecorder, as well as a few mobile hard drives.

He had to get those things out of his head, because he would have to stay for eight years and he was afraid of forgetting them. This thing can't be pretended or arrogant. It's his seventy-four years of hard work. If he forgets this, even his character will have to act like he's banging his head against the wall.

After buying the things, I looked at the time on my computer. It was already eleven o'clock, so there was no rush. Today was a busy day, all housework, which was different from the busy work of the company, and he was still a little uncomfortable with it.

He got up and turned off the light in the room and entered the bedroom. After washing up, Wang Yan lay down on the bed and fell asleep...

The next day, Wang Yan got up early as usual and looked at the time. It was after five o'clock. He wiped his face with cold water, found a quick-drying tight-fitting half-sleeved top and large pants made of black technical fabric in the cloakroom, put on a peaked cap to cover his hair that was sleeping like a chicken coop, put on his sneakers at the door, opened the door and walked out.

Dad can't recognize him in vain, the living father will naturally take care of such a big boy like him. Although Dongjun Washington is not a project of a big developer, its location is good. Dongjun is naturally located in the east of the city, towards Tongzhou, and is close to the Tonghui River. The nearby facilities are quite complete, and there is a large park not far away.

Wang Yan went out and stretched his arms and kicked his legs. After warming up, he jogged towards the park. At any time, it is the elderly who are diligent. Maybe they just couldn't sleep and got up early anyway. When he arrived at the park, the scene was no worse than that of Beihai Park. There were many old men and women walking their dogs with birds in cages. He only occasionally saw a few young people running there, and according to his examination by a master of traditional Chinese medicine, they all had minor problems.

It is not good to have superb medical skills, especially in today's society, where there are very few truly healthy people at casual glances. He must be able to help the world by hanging a pot and treat illnesses and save people, but because he does not have a medical qualification certificate, he rashly goes up to people and says, "You are sick." Maybe the other person may not necessarily scold him, but the suspicion is certain. But he didn't want to waste time proving his innocence, so the best way was to stay silent. Life or death is a matter of fate, how can we do it without him, don't worry about it.

So this aspect is roasting his heart all the time. Of course, who called him General Wang? He didn’t take human life seriously, let alone when he was Emperor Wang. When an imperial edict was issued, tens of thousands of people’s heads fell to the ground without him even seeing it. That’s all. , it can’t be saved anyway, so Quan pretends he didn’t see it.

There was no burst of superhuman strength, but he just ran at a pace of less than four minutes. This speed is definitely faster than many enthusiasts, but it is far less dazzling than his three-point pace. In the words of a group of old men and women looking at Wang Yan running in circles, 'Hey, this is The young man is really energetic'.

Wang, the spirited young man, ran for more than ten kilometers in a leisurely manner, found a secluded place and performed two sets of punches, and then the big man walked back dripping wet. In terms of exercise efficiency alone, it is not as powerful as his two sets of fists for more than ten kilometers, and the difference is far behind.

Arriving outside the community, Wang Yan saw a stream of open-air breakfast stalls from afar. Based on his many years of experience, there should generally be two brushes like this. Of course, the main reason was that he saw people queuing up, some of them chatting with the boss and his wife, and it seemed like they were showing off, so he made the conclusion.

He found a table and sat down. When there were few people around, Wang Yan made a bowl of tofu, fried dough sticks, tea eggs, and pickles, and sat there to eat. As expected, it tasted pretty good.

It is now 12 years ago, and this kind of mobile stall has been listed as a "breakfast business that is not encouraged" by the Beijing government. The main reason is that these bosses do not care, occupy the road, occupy the blind road, block traffic, etc. The second and third rings are already much rarer. It is estimated that in another two years, there will be no such stalls in the fifth ring, and they will be eliminated little by little.

Wang Yan also had no interest in eating and was thinking nonsense, which had nothing to do with him. After having breakfast, it was only about seven o'clock when I got home. After washing up, I wrote in big characters for a while, then sat down in front of the computer and began to work hard, copying what was in my mind about the stars and the sea...

Star Tao got up in a hurry. Even though he drank three bottles of beer yesterday and was slightly tipsy, he still didn't fall asleep until late at night, so it was a bit difficult to get up.

Staring at the dark circles under her eyes in the mirror, Yang Tao was a little irritated and unavoidably sad. In the past, she occasionally stayed up late... She put on makeup, covered the dark circles, got dressed, and looked in the mirror. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, I took my small bag and went to the door to change my shoes. When I was getting the key, I saw the picture of the miserable little boy on the cabinet at the door. I opened the door and walked out with a smile.

While waiting for the elevator, looking at the closed door opposite, I couldn't help but think of the happy conversation yesterday. He was a jobless vagabond, and he had no worries about food and clothing. No one cared about him yet, so he must still be sleeping in, she thought, and burst into laughter.

Realizing her stupidity, she hurriedly covered her mouth, subconsciously looked around, and finally stared at the opposite door to make sure no one noticed her actions. Just then there was a 'ding' sound, and she hurriedly got on the elevator.

When she got into the car, she couldn't help but laugh. She didn't know why, she just felt that this nonsensical thing was funny for no reason.

She took out her phone and took a look. There were no unread text messages or unread new messages. She let out a sigh of relief, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, drove out of the underground garage, and went to work.

Wang Yan in the room didn't notice Yang Tao's giggle, because he sat there and didn't move at all. Of course he heard the sound of Yang Tao opening the door. It would certainly be effective to have a chance encounter at this time, but he would not do that.

According to what he always said, it has to be pulled. We had such a pleasant time getting along last night, and he, Wang, is so good, and he even expressed love at first sight and lust, so Yang Tao didn't feel disgusted, which speaks volumes. So according to the normal situation of men and women who are in contact for the first time, it is time to strike while the iron is hot, consolidate the relationship, and talk more.

He doesn't, he has to pull, he has to make Yang Tao panic. The more he goes beyond common sense and ignores her, the more she will think about it. After all, yesterday we talked about love at first sight, but in the blink of an eye there was no movement, and normal people would have to think about it. Then she will be constantly struggling in her heart, whether to take the initiative to contact him, but she is also afraid that he really took it as a joke and just made fun of her, which is her own wishful thinking. That is very embarrassing, and she probably can't stand it.

But they had agreed to have dinner together this week for a legitimate reason, so Yang Tao would definitely contact her. But after the past few days of random thoughts, she had already fallen into it unconsciously. She suppressed it for now, and after dinner this week, she would then start chatting with her to consolidate.

Of course, all this is based on the understanding of oneself and the grasp of star fruit psychology. If he hadn't taken those two licks, he would still have to lick it.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and it was Saturday...

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