Seriously consider whether there is a possibility of dreaming, and finally found that the logic chain is clear, and the storyline is bizarre but reasonable.
Chen Zhan closed his eyes and took a long breath: "Very good."
I was about to say something else when the door on the opposite side suddenly opened. The old man held the door and looked at the two of them inexplicably, surprised: "What is this doing?"
His appearance once again confirmed the lack of soundproofing of the houses in the community. Yin Ronglan once held a grudge against Chen Zhan because of the noise upstairs, but now he can finally let go of his grievances.
Blame the developer for not building the house, not because of his own bad life.
Before waiting for Yin Ronglan's reply, the old man shifted his gaze to Chen Zhan, who said calmly, "Proposal."
"… "
The old man was stunned for two seconds and fell into deep thought... Is it because his ears are not good at his age, or his brain is not enough, why can't he understand what he is saying
Worrying that it would affect the neighbors, Chen Zhan invited everyone to his house and explained the cause and effect in detail.
From the foggy to the unbelievable, the change in the old man's expression was wonderful, and he stared at Yin Ronglan: "How did you start your business?"
Yin Ronglan was silent, but Chen Zhan rarely helped to say something: "The shopping mall pays attention to surprises."
At this point, I believe that no one can do better than Yin Ronglan.
As he spoke, he opened the letter that the other party secretly wanted to put in tonight, handed it to him, and said with a smile, "Nian."
How Lin Chiang felt when he was reading the novel, now Yin Ronglan can finally understand a thing or two.
Seeing that he didn't say a word for a long time, Chen Zhan looked down at his phone, raised his eyebrows, and hinted not to waste time.
After struggling to no avail, Yin Ronglan spread out the letter and said in a slightly lower voice than usual: "Today is March 21st, you will meet unexpected joy..."
Chen Zhan: "What is unexpected joy?"
Yin Ronglan: "I was thinking of putting some coins at the door at the right time before you go out."
"… continue."
Glancing at the rest of the content, Yin Ronglan was ready for a public execution: "You will usher in a major turning point in your life in the near future..."
Chen Zhan: "The turning point is that you asked for marriage?"
Yin Ronglan nodded obediently and continued:
"When the unexpected comes, just deal with it calmly and welcome the new life with open arms..."
The old man saw the thermos on the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Chen Zhan, and said seriously, "You can also regard this incident as an accident."
Chen Zhan was just discussing things: "Throughout the ages, few people would propose marriage in this way." He smiled and said, "It's a pity not to apply for a patent."
Yin Ronglan is keenly aware of his emotional changes, and he can be sure that there is no smile in the depths of those eyes.
"I was wrong."
Very eager to admit mistakes.
Chen Zhan took his hand and said what Yin Ronglan said before: "It's this world that's wrong."
It is difficult for an honest official to cut off housework, so the old man spread his hands to Yin Ronglan, showing a helpless expression, and took the lead to leave home to make up for sleep.
Now that it was less than three hours before dawn, Chen Zhan took out a quilt from the cabinet and put it on the sofa. During this period, he glanced at the person who was standing still: "Rest now, the account will be settled later."
I haven't had a good rest for two nights in a row because of sending letters. Almost as soon as he touched the pillow, drowsiness invaded, and Yin Ronglan's breathing sounded quickly and evenly.
Chen Zhan sighed, helped pull the quilt up, and went back to the bedroom to sleep.
When he woke up the next day, he was alone in the house, with a rich breakfast on the table, probably apologizing.
As soon as he sat down, Wang Cheng called and said bluntly: "There are speculations about your relationship with Ji Dongyu on the Internet, it's better to go and see."
Although yesterday's suicide farce has ended, Ji Dongyu accidentally sprained his arm when he fell to the ground during the rescue process. It wasn't serious, but he still asked to go to the hospital.
Going to see it now can at least give outsiders a generous impression.
Ji Dongyu is always a hidden danger, Chen Zhan thought for a while and agreed.
There were two beds in the ward, and Ji Dongyu only occupied one of them. When Chen Zhan came, he stuffed some money into another patient, leaving the space temporarily.
For about five or six minutes, the two were speechless.
In the end, it started with a sneer from Ji Dongyu.
"After the incident, everyone thought I was ridiculous, and the medicine sounded very low-level, but if I handled it well, I could have been prosperous for a few more years."
Chen Zhan pulled the stool over and sat down in front of him.
"You are very smart."
Apart from the system, so far, Ji Dongyu is the only one who has successfully shattered himself once.
One is that he doesn't talk too much, and the other thinks that he will kill himself if he does too much injustice, and the chat is interrupted again.
I don't know how long it took before Ji Dongyu said, "After I leave the hospital, I should leave the city."
There are only three things, Yin Ronglan absolutely cannot tolerate him continuing to wander around Chen Zhan.
Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
Not even afraid of death, wouldn't it be dangerous if one day you can't figure it out and die together
The familiar sense of frustration came again. Ji Dongyu originally had a lot to say, but now he can't hold it in one breath: "You have nothing to say to me?"
Chen Zhan thought for a while: "The journey is smooth. Shall I buy you a plane ticket?"
Hope to go faster.
So far the conversation has broken up.
Wang Cheng leaned on the window and peeped on tiptoe from time to time, and when he saw Chen Zhan come out, he laughed twice.
"How was the chat?"
Chen Zhan: "Before he leaves, it's best to send someone to watch."
"It's natural." Wang Cheng reminded: "There are still a few reporters guarding outside. Don't be interviewed for a while, just get in the car."
Chen Zhan nodded.
When entering, the reporters can also be released because they do not block the visit, and a few shots will be focused on the moment they come out.
Wang Cheng was well prepared, and pushed him into the car as a cargo, then dexterously jumped into the car and shook off Yuji.
After taking a few breaths, after his heartbeat gradually calmed down, he turned his head to look at Chen Zhan: "How do you think you are very worried?"
Chen Zhan casually mentioned Yin Ronglan's marriage proposal.
Wang Cheng was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. After a while, he said, "It's said that you will be childish in front of the person you like. It seems to be true."
Chen Zhan: "Speaking of which you have known each other for a longer time..."
Wang Cheng quickly distanced himself from the relationship: "It's my unilateral cult of personality."
Chen Zhan put his hand against his chin and looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking.
There is more than one person who has this question. The old man directly called Yin Ronglan to his house, shook his head and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Helping to open the cardboard box picked up by the other party, Yin Ronglan calmly said: "I just want to see if he will believe the future."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and took out a thermometer from the drawer.
Yin Ronglan refused to take the temperature, and said very calmly: "One night, Chen Zhan was drunk and dragged me to talk about astronomy and geography."
The old man laughed: "He still knows those?"
"I just ask if I don't know, probably to find some solace."
The old man was overjoyed: "Then you answered all of them?"
Yin Ronglan nodded.
The old man shrugged: "So what does this have to do with a marriage proposal?"
Yin Ronglan's eyes changed slightly and he stopped speaking.
Normal people will take a second look at things they are not interested in, let alone take the initiative to talk to others. Aside from those cumbersome physical definitions, the center of Chen Zhan's problem always lingers within the scope of 'time'.
Then contact him to make a fortune quickly, and his attitude towards Jiang Ying has changed dramatically before and after, which makes people a little intriguing.
Yin Ronglan suddenly smiled: "For a moment, I suspect that he may have returned to the past from the future."
Hearing that, the old man pushed the thermometer over: "To be on the safe side, let's take a temperature measurement."
Yin Ronglan put it aside, in fact, when he saw that Chen Zhan did not show any special behavior after receiving the letter, he already knew that the speculation was in the wrong direction.
The sound of going up the stairs came from outside the door. He opened the door and walked out. Chen Zhan happened to climb the last floor, and was stunned when he looked up: "When did you come?"
"Half an hour ago."
When he was about to say something, there was a sudden bang behind him, and when he turned his head again, the old man had locked the door.
Yin Ronglan was a little helpless, and Chen Zhan joked: "It seems that you are the only one who is wronged to come to my house and sit down."
They are all of the same type. Because they have a lot of green radishes, Chen Zhanwu can feel the vigorous vitality whenever they walk in.
He peeled an apple, and while passing it over, he asked, "Cut off work?"
It's clearly not off-duty time.
Yin Ronglan: "I went to the company in the morning to find out that today is Saturday."
Chen Zhan let out a sigh before realizing the problem.
Yin Ronglan asked with a smile, "Are you too confused?"
Chen Zhan looked serious: "Because I don't have to go to work on time, I don't pay much attention to dates on weekdays."
"… "
[System: Words of Punishment, even I have to go nine to five.]
Chen Zhan was surprised that it hadn't gone to die yet.
[System: With a little preparation, it will be successful.]
Ignoring the problem of rebellion, Chen Zhan took the initiative to end the communication.
His eyes returned to Yin Ronglan, and he had a premonition that the other party had something to say.
There was no lack of patience in the process of getting along with each other, and Chen Zhan watched him quietly.
"You..." Yin Ronglan frowned slightly and asked, "Is there anything you are hiding from me?"
Chen Zhan: "For example?"
His eyes met, his lips moved a few times, and he finally shook his head: "It's nothing." Yin Ronglan's eyes flickered, "You won't leave, right?"
Chen Zhan nodded, very determined: "We will always be together."
The moment the words fell, Yin Ronglan's eyes were a little more relieved than before, and he gently shook his hand: "That's enough."
After chatting again, both parties consciously avoided the heavy side. After Yin Ronglan left, Chen Zhan cleaned up the tea set on the table, and when he picked up the plate, he suddenly leaned against the wall and looked at the ceiling.
[System: Why didn't you tell him?]
Chen Zhan sneered: "As a system, can you allow me to leak secrets?"
[System: The host forgot, I want to rebel.]
Chen Zhan's mouth twitched, and finally said: "If someone tells me that I'm just a character in a book, it's like a tool person who will develop with the inherent plot, so it's better not to know."
[System: You are tool people, then Lin Chiang, Jiang Ying, Tan Changming... ]
Nearly a hundred names were listed in one go.
[System: What are they?]
Chen Zhan pondered for a long time, and pursed his lips: "This question... is difficult for me."
The author has something to say: No Responsibility Little Theater:
One day, Chen Zhan was specially hired by the headquarters as an engineer because he sent too many systems away to find system loopholes in order to update them in time.
At the welcome party, as a new member, he was also asked to perform with his former partners.
The systems that had been harmed by Chen Zhan gathered together.
System No. 1: How about acting as a sketch
System No. 2: Let's sing, be imposing.
System No. 3: Dancing is the best in the audience.
…
System N: I propose to play a drama, the title of which is "No One Survives".
System N+1: "The Terminator" is more suitable. It can make a series, and it is not the same.