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Seeing Qiangwei's cowardice, Yang Chen was in a psychological balance, but after all this flirting, the haze of the previous injury to Qiangwei was wiped out, and he began to carefully ponder what he should do.
But when he really thought about this issue carefully, Yang Chen realized that he really didn’t have any ideas. He lived lazily and had no special hobbies. The past years have been spent in darkness and hideousness. Where is the prosperous young man. Sentiment
Qiangwei seemed to see that Yang Chen had a headache, and smiled: "If you can't think of it, then let's just stroll around. People like me who rarely go out are actually quite interesting to see."
Yang Chen only then remembered that, except for attending some underworld occasions, Qiangwei almost stayed at home and was regarded as the title of "Housemaid", so he drove in the direction of the city center with relief.
Wandering aimlessly in the center of Zhonghai, Qiangwei only got off the car once and went to a video store on the ground floor of a building in order to buy a CD album by the British female singer Adele.
After putting the CD into the car and playing it, the whole car began to be filled with this young female singer full of characteristics, slightly hoarse but full of explosive sound waves.
Yang Chen was surprised that Qiangwei would want to buy music CDs to listen to, and while driving out of the city, he said: "Unexpectedly, my Qiangwei baby still likes music, or European and American pop music."
Qiangwei smiled and looked at Yang Chen, "I stay at home almost every day, except to see whether some investment industries are operating well, the rest of the time is not exercise, or watching TV, watching movies, there are no good movies. Then you can only listen to music."
Yang Chen nodded, remembering that when Qiangwei was still behind the wine, her bedroom was indispensable for a computer.
"Actually..." Qiangwei suddenly said quietly, "Although it has been more than a year since we first met, but we don't spend much time together. You don't know what I like, just like I don't know very well. , What do you like, is the same."
These words were relaxed, but Yang Chen was not very comfortable listening to his ears. He also knew that this was not Qiangwei's resentment that he could not spend time with her.
If you don't say it on weekdays, it doesn't mean you don't have it in your heart.
Before Tang Wan accused herself of not knowing enough about Lin Ruoxi, now it seems that more than Lin Ruoxi, she hardly understands the women around her.
It’s strange to say that people who fall in love may not have a result after talking about it for a few years, but I, or even my favorite woman’s hobbies, have reached the last step.
Many men may be envious of such things, but Yang Chen himself knows that if this goes on, there will be too many unnecessary troubles sooner or later. Since he is determined not to give up any woman, the future is still very much. Long, you can’t just roll on the bed every time you meet, and you can’t come to "heroes to save the beauty" every time to touch the women. It is still necessary to understand each other in life.
Yang Chen sighed in his heart that it was time to care about the lives of lovers, so he started playing music and said: "I don't listen to songs very much. Although I can sing some songs, I have no special interest in music. Tell me why you like this. Singer, since you often listen to it on weekdays, you can always tell me some knowledge about music."
Qiang Wei pursed her lips and thought for a while, "I'm just listening blindly. I choose whatever song I feel is good. I don't really look at the singer and the country, let alone know anything about it. This singer has a song that makes me feel It hurts, but it appeals to me, so I have been listening for a while."
"Where is it?" Yang Chen asked.
Qiangwei's education is not high, and she doesn't know English, so she couldn't say the title of the song at once, so she had to choose it all.
When hearing the first melody, Qiang Wei said: "This is this song. I have listened to it dozens of times in the past few days, and I still like it. Can listen to the melody."
Yang Chen looked at the title of the song on the display, "someonelikeyou".
The singing came out melodiously, Adele's voice was like the stirring of the soul, capturing the softness in people's hearts, and gradually, Yang Chen was also indulged in this sad melody.
When I heard a paragraph of the lyrics repeated several times in a row, Qiangwei asked in a dazed tone: "Husband, what does this sentence mean in English... Every time I hear this, I feel a little bit distressed..."
"Sometimes, love can become eternal, but sometimes, love hurts so much..."
Yang Chen can naturally understand the meaning of every sentence of the lyrics. Because of this, he, who is already very heavy on emotional matters, feels especially about this song.
Qiangwei read it silently several times, a trace of sadness flowed through her moist eyes, and finally pursed her lips and smiled, "Although I don't understand English, the lyrics of this sentence are beautiful even if they are translated. But I think, Adai What you mean is that even if love cannot last forever, even if it hurts someone, she is not willing to let it go."
Yang Chen rolled his head, looked at the sad Qiangwei with his head down, frowned, and stretched out his hand to caress the woman's silk, "Don't think about it, this song should be given to the fancier, you man and I am not that kind of person. , We will surely make it eternal."
Qiangwei chuckled and gave Yang Chen a white look, "You are indeed not a fancier, but you are a man of the flower."
Yang Chen shrugged awkwardly, kicked the accelerator, and the car went up high and started to drive towards the business district in the suburbs of Zhonghai City.
The two of them just listened to the song and chatted at the same time. When they were together before, they either rolled the sheets or discussed some underworld matters. They even had a pitiful little time to talk about love. As for taking Qiangwei out to play together, Just once.
Now that they spend so much time chatting together, talking and laughing, the two of them realized that they actually have more sides to each other, and they didn't realize it.
When talking about Qiangwei's past when she dropped out of school because she helped girls beat boys in middle school, she was finally criticized by the teacher.
Speaking of school time, Yang Chen has nothing to say. He didn’t even go to kindergarten. He talked about middle school, so he had to tell some murder experiences in the Amazon of South America, and the experience of ambushing and sniping in Siberia. These stories are in Qiangwei. In her ears, it looked thrilling again, making the woman's eyes filled with flashes of light.
As time went by, the car ran for more than two hours without knowing it. Yang Chen was surprised to find that the oil lamp turned on, so he drove into a gas station.
When the oil was finished and the oil came out again, the two fell silent again.
For some reason, after saying so many things that hadn't been said in the past, both of them had some inexplicable thoughts, and they were a little embarrassed, and they didn't know how to speak again.
Suddenly, Qiangwei glanced at Yang Chen with flushing face, and whispered: "Why... I feel a little strange to you."
strangeness? Yang Chen finally understood what his abnormal emotions were. Indeed, he also felt that the rose next to him was very different, with too many hazy colors that he had never understood.
"Oh, how can this be good?" Yang Chen said solemnly: "I actually slept with a strange woman, and now my body is not safe."
Qiangwei bitterly reached out and pinched Yang Chen's arm, just like the most ordinary girlfriend pinching her boyfriend, as if this is the instinct of a woman, "Holy husband, you have to be shameless! Tell you seriously, again Playing tricks."
Yang Chen said haha happily: "Seriously speaking, it's actually quite useful to talk like this appropriately."
"What do you mean?" Qiangwei puzzled.
"You think, baby, we two become strangers, then when we roll the sheets together, it is the passion of strangers together. I became a wild flower picker, and you became a thief. This is so much... "
Before Yang Chen finished speaking, Qiangwei had already beaten Yang Chen hurriedly several times, "Yang Chen, you go to death! You are only stealing a man, you are only stealing a man!..."
Seeing Qiangwei's charming appearance scratching her body regardless of her manners, Yang Chen laughed wildly, and her heart also felt warm.
In the past, because Qiangwei wanted to be the head of the Red Jing Society, she naturally had to improve her majesty, put her posture high, and could not make too many immature moves. In general, she always wore a mask.
But at this moment, the burden was relieved, Qiangwei opened her heart through chat, laughing and cursing, just like a young woman of the same age, just as coquettish and noisy.
After playing around for a long time, Yang Chen almost didn't hit the car into the barrier.
When the car drove into a commercial block, Qiangwei, who had been making a lot of laughter for a while, turned crimson and panting.
Yang Chen blinked at the woman, "Mr. President, have you been thirsty after having been around for so long?"
Qiangwei also felt that she was a little out of control, but she thought that the person around her was her own man, and not her subordinates, so it didn't matter, Qiangwei still enjoyed being who she was. After saying so much, I was really thirsty, so he nodded.
"What do you want to drink?" Yang Chen looked at the sky already dimmed, and planned to drink something to accompany Qiangwei to find a restaurant for dinner.
Qiangwei looked around at the shops on both sides of the street, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pointing to a restaurant in front of which was exquisitely decorated and could be recognized at a glance, "Go there!"
Yang Chen glanced at it, and everyone on the earth recognized that big trademark that was dazzling, it was a Starbucks.
"Baby Qiangwei, why did you suddenly think of drinking coffee?" Yang Chen always felt that a woman like Qiangwei would not choose fast-food meals.
In fact, it was because Yang Chen had been abroad for a long time, and he didn't know that Starbucks could be regarded as a petty bourgeoisie in China, far from being comparable to fast-food drinks abroad.
Qiangwei pursed her red lips, "I often see it in TV commercials. I always want to try it, but I don't know how to buy it, so I haven't drunk it. I'm very curious..."
Yang Chen was dumbfounded, not because Qiangwei hadn't drunk the Starbucks everywhere in the world, but because he hadn't drank it either!
"In this case, let's go in and see." Yang Chen scratched his head and started to pull over and stop.
Qiangwei heard the meaning in the words and asked strangely: "Husband, haven't you ever drank it? Haven't you been abroad before?"
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First, I said before that the update before the end of April is difficult to stabilize. I'm really sorry. My life is too messy. I often think about codewords. But studying for exams makes my brain unable to hold on, and I just fall asleep without knowing it. Finished.
When I don’t update, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you in advance. I don’t know what will happen next time, and I can’t help myself, so I can’t say whether to update or not. I can only hope that everyone will take a look at something the next day. Waiting all day long is a waste of time.
Second, the recent plots are all about urban emotional life, and most of them are plain content. But I spent a lot of thought to write, because this is a plot full of characters' emotions. Regardless of whether someone likes it or not, these plots are necessary, and I will write it without compromise. After all, this is the main content.
Thirdly, thank you friends who always support me even though I am slow to update, Saran Khan!