Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 410 It's You Again

Of course, Lin Lin couldn't buy a bar, he just went to the bathroom.

After they came back, they chatted for a while, and it was getting late, so they went home.

After listening to Lin Lin and the others talk about their relationship all night, Zhang Chong thought it was pretty good. It is a good thing for a 30-year-old man to still think about these things.

Song Xiang listened to Lin Lin's advice, and estimated that he would continue to attack the little secretary's mountain after he returned.

As for Lin Lin, although something unpleasant happened tonight, with Lin Lin's temperament, maybe he will be more active.

Zhang Zhong suddenly thought of Xu Yuhan again. During the New Year's dinner, he and Xu Yuhan exchanged a few text messages, probably talking about going out with Lin Lin and the others tonight.

Xu Yuhan should be watching the Spring Festival Gala with her parents at this time.

He originally wanted to send a message to greet him, but after thinking about it, he decided not to disturb their family's sharing of family relationship.

But what he didn't expect was that Xu Yuhan actually called at this time.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a coincidence, and Zhang Zhong was also a little throbbing.In this world, if there is a person who can think of you when you think of her, this is a fate that can only be cultivated in a few lifetimes.

"Have you gone home?" Xu Yuhan's voice was very low, a little sneaky.

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "Just finished the show, ready to go home, have you finished watching the Spring Festival Gala?"

"It's not over, but my parents are sleepy, and they don't watch the year anymore, and they all went to bed."

"Then why do you speak like a thief?"

"Who do you think is like a thief." Xu Yuhan's voice became louder, "I'm not afraid of waking them up."

She looked at the closed door, and guessed that her parents wouldn't hear her if she spoke louder, but she felt that she was doing something that they couldn't let them know, so she subconsciously lowered her voice.

"Why did you remember to call me? Did you miss me?"

"Just a little thought."

"Is it?"

"Well, maybe a little more than a little."

"So it's two o'clock?"

"You're good at math. Are you going home now? Where did you meet at night?"

"Just came out, well, let me take a look." Zhang Zhong looked around, "I'm on Qing'an Road, so it's not very far from your home."

"Well, are you driving back then?"

"Drank some wine, didn't drive, and planned to take a taxi back."

"Oh, then go back quickly, I'm going to sleep soon."

"it is good."

After Xu Yuhan hung up the phone, she lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. When she heard that Zhang Zhong was on Qing'an Road, she had the urge to run down to meet him, but she held back in the end.

She told Zhang Chong that she was going to sleep after hanging up the phone, but she was not sleepy at all when she was lying on the bed.

Thinking of Zhang Zhong, she suddenly felt a bit like a dream. The time was pushed back more than a year ago, and he was just the parent of one of her students. Later, when she learned that he was a "fifth-grade vegetable", she put him in the A very high place in my heart.

One day, he seemed to ride the light and slowly walked down from that very high position, like a cloud falling from the sky, it was projected in her heart all of a sudden.

Surprised, joyful, sometimes worrying about gains and losses, afraid of disappearing in a flash.

She also thought of the first time she met Zhang Zhong, when Mother Meng's Xiaozhu was just starting out, he was wearing penis, he looked clean, if he didn't speak, he would have thought he was a big boy.

that time……

buzz, buzz, buzz...

Xu Yuhan turned over, picked up the phone, and connected the call, "Why did you call again? Did you get home?"

Zhang Zhong smiled softly, "No, didn't you say you were going to sleep? Why is the light still on?"

"I haven't... how do you know my light is on?" Xu Yuhan asked in surprise.

"Look out the window."

Xu Yuhan stretched out his head to look, and saw Zhang Zhong standing there under the streetlight at the gate of the community.

"How about it, come down and walk with me..."

Beep, beep, beep.

The phone hangs up.

One minute later, Zhang Zhong saw a figure running out of the darkness.

Seeing Xu Yuhan's clumsy steps, Zhang Chong couldn't help laughing. It seems that the TV is all deceitful. In this winter, with such thick clothes, there is no way to run as gracefully as the TV.

When Xu Yuhan ran to the front, Zhang Zhong hugged her in his arms. Although she looked bloated, Xu Yuhan was very light, and it took no effort to hold her up.

"How did you come?"

"Because you miss me. Let's go, I'll take you to New Year's Eve."

The two held hands and walked on the sidewalk. Xu Yuhan couldn't help but leaned into Zhang Chong's arms when gusts of cold wind blew.

Zhang Zhong looked at the time and said with a smile, "In two minutes, it will be next year."

Xu Yuhan held Zhang Zhong's hand tightly, "For these two minutes, you belong to me."

"These 2 minutes belong to us."

Zhang Zhong said slowly.

Suddenly, a snowflake floated down from the sky, crumbling to the ground, finally landed on the ground, and then disappeared.

Immediately after the second piece, the third piece, no one can count them.

"It's snowing." Xu Yuhan stretched out his palm and caught two snowflakes, but they all turned into snow water.

"You know, when I saw you downstairs just now, I suddenly remembered a poem you wrote." Xu Yuhan raised her head and said.

"What poem?"

"You come, like a small order, you come from a love allusion, from Jiang Baishi's words, you come with rhyme."

It's the song "Waiting for You, In the Rain".

"I also remembered a poem." Zhang Zhong said.

"Which song?"

"On days when the sky is full of snow, you must ask the person you like, go out for a walk, walk from one end of the road to the other, and when you get home, you will find each other, and you will hold hands by accident and walk to the end of the day."

Zhang Chong thought of this poem. Although it was not a very good poem, it was quite interesting and suitable for the occasion, so he said it casually.

"When I reached the white head..." Xu Yuhan recited this poem silently, a little happy and a little surprised, because she had never heard of this poem, and it was not in the "Lotus Leaf Collection" before.

But she didn't ask, she would regard this poem as a gift from Zhang Zhong, whether it was or not, she would keep it in her heart.

The snow was getting heavier, but Xu Yuhan was not in a hurry. Zhang Zhong took off his scarf and wanted to cover Xu Yuhan's head, but she firmly refused.

Probably because I just listened to Zhang Zhong's poem, and my mind is still thinking about the phrase "Hand in hand, until the end of life".

After finally turning gray, Zhang Zhong sent Xu Yuhan back to the gate of the community, and said, "Hurry up and dust off the snow, don't catch a cold."

"Well, be careful on your way."

After seeing off Xu Yuhan, Zhang Zhong took a taxi at the entrance of the community. After a while, a taxi stopped. As soon as Zhang Zhong got in, the driver smiled and said, "Young man, aren't you in a bar? How did you come here?"

(End of this chapter)