The Butterfly Effect

Chapter 111: The Butterfly Effect

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When it comes to tidying up the room, there is actually no place for Zhou Yanqing to start. He doesn’t have many things in the first place, and the housekeeping aunt has already helped him tidy up the room like a model room.

He packed up the luggage he brought from the nursing home, and planned to go out and buy some food for dinner. Fortunately, I went to the kitchen to take a look. I didn't expect that meat, eggs, milk, and various vegetables were neatly placed in the refrigerator. Not only that, but also pots, pans, pans, seasonings, etc. were all available in the kitchen.

Zhou Yan stared blankly at a bright red tomato in the refrigerator, feeling a little uneasy.

In the evening, Song Yu not only did not arrive late, but came early instead. He intended to avoid Meng Shiping, but Meng Shiping went to Su Tingrui's company to deal with the aftermath of the termination of the contract. He was not at the company all day. He finished work and left work early Here comes Zhou Yanqing.

When Song Yu arrived, Zhou Yanqing was choosing and washing vegetables, and he rolled up his sleeves to help without saying a word.

"Teacher Song, sit down, I'll do it." Zhou Yan wiped the water on his hands lightly, "I'll make you tea."

"Don't be so busy." Song Yu grabbed his hands and said with a smile, "I'm hungry and want to eat quickly."

"Okay, okay, right away, right away." Zhou Yanqing pulled out her hand in a panic, speaking incoherently.

The two have eaten together many times, but this is the first time they have cooked together. Song Yu actually knows how to cook. After Wen Wan moved into the nursing home, he stopped cooking and became unfamiliar, but it was not a problem to give Zhou Yanqing a hand.

At first Zhou Yanqing was a little embarrassed and rushed to do all the work, but under Song Yu's stubborn request, he let him go.

In the evening, the two sat at a dining table covered with a beige ruffled tablecloth to eat, and the heating was sufficient. Both of them were wearing thin T-shirts, and their cheeks were flushed.

Compared with Song Yu's penthouse, this house is like a miniature model. But Zhou Yanqing likes this place better, but after only half a day, he has completely adapted to this old house with three bedrooms and one living room, perhaps because this is an impossible dream he has had since he was a child.

A decent house, respectful parents, kind and kind grandfather, plus him, an ordinary family of four with three generations living under the same roof.

"What are you laughing at?"

Song Yu's low voice recalled Zhou Yan's scattered thoughts.

"It's nothing." Zhou Yan pressed the corner of his mouth lightly, "I just think it's a good day like this."

His words were endless, but Song Yu understood. He gave Zhou Yanqing a piece of pork ribs made by Aunt Zhao this morning: "I also think that the future will be such a good day."

Zhou Yan responded in a low voice: "Yes."

After eating, Song Yu didn't leave right away, but turned on the TV and watched "Returning to the Garden", and made up for the two episodes that were left behind.

Zhou Yanqing had no choice but to watch it together. During the three days when Song Yu went to record the show, he re-watched it twice. Today is the fourth time. Fortunately, Song Yu was reticent, and he didn't talk too much when watching TV. He would laugh briefly when he saw something interesting.

Song Yu watched TV seriously, Zhou Yan lightly watched Song Yu seriously, he had no delusions, he just wanted to burn more pictures about Song Yu in his mind within the limited time.

It was not too early after watching the show, Song Yu got up and said goodbye, saying that Meng Shiping might not come here after he noticed it, and asked him to say in the company that he was renting a house outside, and there were many working-class renters nearby. In this neighborhood.

Zhou Yan gently sent Song Yu to the door, and said: "Mr. Song, be careful when driving."

"Well, go to bed early." Song Yu put on his coat, then turned around and asked, "Are you afraid of living alone?"

"I used to live alone." Zhou Yanqing realized that he had said something wrong after finishing speaking. He was talking about himself two years later.

Song Yu didn't realize that something was wrong, and said, "Then go to bed early."

Zhou Yanqing watched Song Yu go down the stairs steadily, until the sound of footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor, and until the voice-activated lights in the corridor were turned off one by one, Zhou Yanqing took a long breath of relief and closed the door.

The next day, Zhou Yanqing arrived at the company half an hour earlier than the working time. In such a big company, only the cleaning lady who went to work an hour earlier was busy. When she saw Zhou Yanqing, she hurriedly put down her work and had a good meal.

Zhou Yanqing patiently dealt with the cleaning aunt before entering his office. When he opened the door, he found that his desk had been changed. He hurried back to ask the cleaning aunt what was going on.

The cleaning aunt told about what happened that morning, and told Zhou Yanqing not to throw away the food she ate in the future, as it would attract mice and ants.

Zhou Yan bit his lip lightly and thoughtfully replied twice, without asking any more questions.

Ten minutes later, the door of the office was opened. Song Yu entered the door with a chill in his body, Zhou Yanqing's eyes that were originally calm as stagnant water instantly rippled, and his voice was as clear as today's weather.

"Teacher Song, it's so early."

Song Yu couldn't help laughing, raised the lunch box in his hand, and asked, "Did you have breakfast? I brought you shrimp wonton soup and siu mai."

Zhou Yanqing also laughed briskly, and took out an insulated lunch bag: "I brought you sandwiches."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Song Yu was sure that Zhou Yanqing would bring him breakfast, so he had an empty stomach.

Zhou Yanqing never thought that Song Yu would bring him breakfast, he came only when he was full, but how could he refuse Song Yu's kindness, rubbed his stomach, and pretended to be hungry: "It just so happens that I didn't have breakfast."

Song Yu didn't poke him, but only told him: "If you can't finish it, just try two bites." Fortunately, he only ordered a small portion, not a lot.

The two exchanged their breakfasts as if they were exchanging documents. Song Yu wanted Zhou Yanqing to go to his office to eat together, but to avoid trouble, he dismissed the idea.

One morning, Zhou Yanqing received a lot of greetings. Monica came to see him first when she got to work, and checked up, down, left, and right before going back to work with confidence. When he was going to pour water in the tea room, he ran into Gao Lei, who also politely said a few words of concern. Other colleagues will also politely express their condolences when they meet them.

Some people are obviously very interested in the "obscenity" incident that has already been turned over, but they dare not ask the person concerned explicitly, so they try to bring up this topic in a cryptic way. Zhou Yanqing pretends not to understand, and leaves after a few perfunctory sentences . But the people he really wanted to see—Meng Shiping and Han Jin—did not show up all morning.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yan lightly rested her chin and thought hard about revising the script. It was the one that Meng Shiping wanted to buy from him for Fang Gan.

This script was originally a microfilm script that he wrote to participate in a drama incubation competition when he was in school. For some reason, the competition died, and this script was kept at the bottom of the box.

He didn't put much energy into creating it, and the title of the script was casual and straightforward, and it was called "Keep in touch".

The story tells the story of a young man Song Lang who went to a completely unfamiliar city for work reasons and rented a single room in a dilapidated and messy tube building. On the day he moved in, the young man found a landline telephone in the room without a telephone line plugged in. He thought it was left by the original tenant, so he stuffed it in a drawer without paying much attention. At 0 o'clock in the evening, the landline in the drawer with no telephone line or battery installed suddenly rang. Song Lang braved up to answer the call from twenty years ago. Since then, a series of horrifying and strange things have happened around him This phone call also directly changed the fate of the two young people on both ends of the phone.

The plot of the original script is not full enough, and the ending is not very happy. During this period of time, Zhou Yanqing has been revising intermittently, enriching the main plot line, and adding a side plot line, changing the most important element in the plot - the landline phone, into a notebook.

At first, this story was just a relatively novel idea in his mind, and then he wrote it into a story, and the revised script alluded to too much of his experience, his thoughts, and his hopes.

After correcting a loophole in the plot, Zhou Yanqing closed Word, pursed his lips and pondered for a while, then right-clicked "Rename", and changed the original file name - "Keep in touch" to "Butterfly Effect".