Zhang Wei and Dali are much smoother than Ye Yi and Huanghu. Although Zhang Wei has always been trying to hold on to face, Dali doesn't care, and on the contrary finds it quite interesting.
"I worked hard all day, get hungry." In the restaurant, Dali specially selected some delicious dishes and handed them to Zhang Wei.
"Who said I tried hard, I'm very casual." Zhang Wei said in a desperate manner.
He vigorously lifted the plate in front of him, his eyes beckoned.
"Well, I let you down." Zhang Wei took the dish and said in a frustrated manner, "I made it like this on the first date."
"Actually, this is my first date with my boyfriend. No matter what I do, I feel very happy." Dali said without any hesitation.
"Come on, don't comfort me, you must have deducted a lot of points." Zhang Wei said unconfidently.
"If you care too much about the score, you can't perform well." Vigorously blinked his big eyes.
"Tell me how many points were deducted." Zhang Wei asked.
"I can't answer you now, because I want to score from the three aspects of psychology, philosophy and biology." Zhuge vigorously said seriously, "A total of three items, seven sub-items and 47 sub-items, I have to go back and count them. Tell you the exact score."
Zhang Wei was taken aback. Xueba is a Xueba. He thought he would receive a transcript in three months. Now it seems that I will receive an encyclopedia.
Zhuge Dali sat under the parasol by the swimming pool, holding the red wine in one hand, shook it gently, put his red lips on the wine glass and took a sip.
"Sorry, I wanted to give you a surprise date. I also carefully selected this limited edition plaid shirt." Zhang Wei walked to Dali with a guilty conscience and sat opposite her.
Most men apologize very quickly.
"Are you sure it was carefully selected?" He glanced vigorously at the side, and walked over to two or three men wearing exactly the same checkered shirts.
Zhang Wei took a look and was taken aback for a while and immediately said: "They are absolutely fake, Gao Fang, this one of mine is absolutely true, my seller is very reliable, monthly sales of 100,000 pieces, no bad reviews."
Wait, there is a monthly sale of 100,000 pieces, it seems something is wrong.
He smiled vigorously and didn't care: "Although the dating process is not smooth, it is still a good memory from a long enough time span."
Tilting his head vigorously and looking at Zhang Wei with a gentle smile, Zhang Wei instantly felt that he was about to be melted.
"Good memories? That's for those onlookers."
"There is a Romeo and Juliet law in love. When two people are together, the more ups and downs they experience, the more memorable they are, the farther they are likely to go and the deeper the love." Dali explained in detail.
"So, I sprained my neck when dancing, is it a good thing?"
"Forget it, I will remember it later." Nodded vigorously, with a touch of sweetness in the words, "Give you a chance to add points, give me a nickname."
"I'm good at this." Zhang Wei smiled, not knowing where his self-confidence came from, "I especially like instant noodles. I will call you, small instant noodles, how about it?"
He pouted vigorously, frowned, and said cutely, "I don't like it, next one." Then he looked at Zhang Wei expectantly.
"Ai Wei'er." Zhang Wei thought for a while, rubbing his hands shyly, and lowered his head to explain, "Because you love Zhang Wei! It's called Ai Wei'er."
"Nasty!" Dali smiled shyly, "Next."
While Zhang Wei was thinking about meditation, Hu Yifei, Lu Ziqiao and others hurried to greet them when they saw them: "What are you talking about? Have a good show, come hurry up, Ye Yi is fighting for Amber. I heard that a lot of them have already been drunk."
"So amazing." Zhang Wei said in surprise, and quickly got up, "Wait for us."
In the restaurant, the crowd was crowded, Hu Yifei and the others finally squeezed in, only to see another dude being carried down.
Ye Yi stood calmly by the bar, Humber stood behind him gracefully and calmly, smiling like a flower.
Humber originally didn't want Ye Yi to fight with others like this. She is not an object. Does she need to use this method to determine her belongings? But seeing Ye Yi drinking one person after another for her own sake, she felt unspeakable joy in her heart. At the same time, she was also quite surprised that Ye Yi could drink so much. Until now, she didn’t know how many glasses of wine. I'm down, and I'm still standing here, my face unchanged, just like a okay person.
Another person came up and tried to drink Ye Yi with a wheel fight. Now it doesn't matter who can stand beside Huo. The important thing is that they want to know where Ye Yi's limit is.
It's a pity that another person was carried, Ye Yi still stood by the bar intact.
"Ye Yi, what the hell is this guy, so he can drink it?" Hu Yifei looked at the empty wine glasses that proved Ye Yihehe's record by the bar, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Zhang Wei, you really picked up a great god and came back!" Lu Ziqiao said dumbfounded.
In the end, no one dared to come up.
"Ye Yi, are you okay?" Everyone gathered around, and Zhang Wei asked with concern. With so many glasses of spirits, I was really afraid that he would die suddenly.
"I need to go to the bathroom and clear the cache." Ye Yi said, walking quickly to the bathroom.
"I'm happy now." Vigorously walked to Kohaku's side, touched her with an elbow and smiled.
Amber lifted his chin slightly, but couldn't help but smile.
This time the party trip ended successfully.
In the evening, Zhang Wei was lying in his throat, wearing his familiar SpongeBob pajamas, holding the black card he picked up at the villa during the day.
What does this mean? Is it possible that there are the same cards printed with 1, 2, 3, 4, etc., and the collection of them will be able to summon the dragon and realize the wish.
Zhang Wei put the black card on the bedside, not wanting to think of these and not, and got into the bed with the illusion of Dali. It should be a good dream tonight.
In the dead of night, Zhang Wei seemed to hear something in the living room, so he got up in a daze and walked out of the room.
But the living room was empty.
Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of Zhang Wei's eyes. He saw an illusory and boundless gray mist in the living room, a vague ancient house sitting in the deepest place, and the heaviness of history came to his face.
As soon as Zhang Wei's eyes touched the ancient house, his mind suddenly buzzed, and everything around him became distorted and illusory. A vermilion sedan chair galloped towards him. He wanted to hide, but found that his body couldn't move at all. In the blink of an eye, the sedan chair came to my eyes.
Once again in a daze, Zhang Wei found himself in the sedan chair. It is strange to say that although he was in the sedan chair, he saw the surrounding lights and shadows flickering fast, like a movie that was played dozens of times faster.
Zhang Wei was confused and thought he was dreaming. Only a few seconds later, the sedan chair stopped again, the sedan chair lifted up the sedan curtain, and a black door appeared in his field of vision.
Zhang Wei walked down the sedan chair with doubts, and in front of him was a five-story tower-like building, black and red intertwined with no other colors, just looking at it was daunting.
The door opened, and a man in a light-colored gown walked out, with a dull expression on his face, raising his hand to signal Zhang Wei to enter.
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Zhang Wei followed him, turned left and right in the winding corridor, and finally came to a hall.
In the hall, burning candles are erected on several crystal chandeliers. They exude a relaxing aroma, and they accumulate light that is not much inferior to incandescent lamps.
A huanghuali desk is placed horizontally at one end of the hall, with chairs and coffee tables placed on both sides. The simple furnishings leave a lot of space, revealing a sense of loneliness and loneliness.
"Dear guest, welcome to the eighth pawnshop." A figure suddenly appeared behind the desk, standing, a man with long hair, a deep face, handsome features, and a black and gold vintage gown. Different from mortal temperament.
"Pawnshop No. 8?" Zhang Wei looked at the man in front of him with confusion.
"Please sit down." The pawnshop boss raised his hand to signal.
Zhang Wei sat at the table cautiously, glanced at the furnishings on the table, it was very simple, only a pen holder was placed in the upper right corner of the table.
When the pawnshop owner waved his hand, a hard-shelled book holder appeared on the table. The black cover was printed with five gilded characters for the eighth pawnshop. When it opened, there was only a piece of paper inside.
"Zhang Wei, a lawyer, is currently in the entrepreneurial stage, living in a love apartment, life is simple, or stingy." The pawnshop owner arrived whispered.
"Stop, stop." When he heard the word stingy, Zhang Wei immediately called to stop, "You, who are you?"
"I am the owner of the eighth pawnshop. In the eighth pawnshop, you can pawn whatever you want, weight, career, love, eyesight, etc., in exchange for whatever you want, a love. , A family relationship, a business." The pawnshop owner explained.
"Pawnshop No. 8?" Zhang Wei looked at the man in front of him suspiciously, thinking that he was talking nonsense, his weight, career, and love could still be pawned.
"Since you can come here, don't you think what I said is not true?" The pawnshop owner gestured around with his eyes.
Zhang Wei looked around, then pinched his hand severely, "hiss", and took a breath. It hurts, really hurts, not fake.
"Believe what I said now, all of this exists, not your illusion." The pawnshop owner calmly said, looking at Zhang Wei as if he was a prey that could be swallowed at any time, "In this world , There is always something beyond human cognition."
Zhang Wei fell into silence, seeming to be considering what the pawnshop owner said.
"It's the first time you have come to a pawnshop. I can understand your feelings. It's better than we can do a little experiment." The pawnshop owner suggested, seeming to be stepping Zhang Wei towards the abyss step by step.
"Little experiment?"
"For example, you can pawn a piece of your hair in exchange for picking up ten dollars on the road tomorrow. I think this should be a good deal." The pawnshop owner explained, looking at Zhang Wei with deep eyes, as if Contains a kind of magic that cannot be rejected.
"I, I." Zhang Wei hesitated, making extremely tangled choices in his heart.
"Try it, it's just a piece of hair. People don't lose their hair every day, and they may lose more than just one wash." The pawnshop owner continued, his voice very magnetic.
After a long silence, Zhang Wei raised his head and said firmly, "I think it's better to forget it, I will rely on my own hands to work hard to obtain what I want, not the charity of others."
"This is not charity, this is an equivalent transaction."
"No matter what, let's forget it." Zhang Wei stood up in disbelief, "I'd better go back to sleep, and work tomorrow."
"Are you sure?" The pawnshop owner frowned.
Zhang Wei nodded.
"Zhang Wei? Zhang Wei?"
Suddenly Ye Yi's voice came from Zhang Wei's ear, and he immediately looked to the left and right. The scene of the eighth pawnshop was gradually erased like special effects in a movie. The familiar scene of 3602 appeared in front of him again, and Ye Yi was standing aside. Looked at him wonderingly.
"Why don't you go to bed in the middle of the night and stand in the living room?"
"Then why are you in the living room again?" Zhang Wei asked rhetorically.
"I just came back from get off work in a bar!" Ye Yi pointed downstairs, "You can't sleepwalk, do you?"
"Occasionally, occasionally." Zhang Wei smiled and pressed his hand, but was suddenly stunned. In his hand, he was holding the black business card of the eighth pawnshop.
"What is this?" Ye Yi also noticed and asked.
"It's nothing, I picked it up during the day. Okay, I'll go to sleep. You should also go to bed, be careful of sudden death." Zhang Wei pretended to be casual.
Ye Yi watched Zhang Wei walk into the room, and decided that the door of the sleeping room would be locked in the future, so that Zhang Wei would sleepwalk and take a kitchen knife to send himself to the sky. He didn't expect that 3602 still had such a crisis hidden. Fortunately, Amber and Dali did not move there. Come here.
In the eighth pawnshop, Han Nuo stood quietly at the desk thinking, and a woman with a bumpy figure in a black and red long dress walked over.
"How about it?"
"Very good." Han Nuo nodded, seemingly satisfied, "To get the soul of the world, only oneself can withstand it first. I look forward to his next performance."