Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

A light pink woolen coat was draped lazily on her body. It looked very casual and made people feel very comfortable, just like the darling of nature, which made people unable to feel the slightest sense of disobedience.

After being together for so long, aside from her good looks, what attracted Zhang Xuan's attention most was Wen Hui's eyes full of unique charm. Black and white, translucent, pure and simple, clean without a trace of impurities. One look at it brings only affirmation and admiration, which makes people feel inexplicably peaceful.

It may be due to a good family environment, or it may be due to the fact that she has practiced piano since she was a child. Wenhui's temperament is very strange, dignified mixed with intelligence, and intellectuality mixed with artistic style.

Looking at it again, no wonder his wife is on guard against him

No, it's to guard against her.

Why are you here? Zhang Xuan asked Wen Hui, who was sitting against the wall.

Wen Hui looked up at him closing the door, watching him approach, watching him sit down next to her.

She opened her red lips lightly and said softly: The seat in the library was taken by someone, so I came to the classroom.

Zhang Xuan was also surprised: Why is your position always taken? Are there Shuangling and Qingzhu?

Meeting his eyes, Wen Hui thought for a while and said, That senior sister may not like me. She troubles me several times every semester.

Zhang Xuan thought: Does the senior have a boy that she likes?

It should be. Wen Hui looked away, picked up the pen and started to do the questions.

Zhang Xuan continued to ask: And that boy pursued you?

Wen Hui remained silent this time.

Today's revenue was 3.1 billion. Zhang Xuan was very excited today. He immediately leaned forward with interest, leaned over and whispered: Come on, come on, let me guess?

That boy was so obsessed with you that he chased you for a long time. In the end, the girl got jealous and caused trouble for you every semester?

Wen Hui looked sideways at him.

Zhang Xuan blinked: Don't just look at it, I told you right?

Wen Hui imitated him and blinked slightly.

Zhang Xuan focused his eyes on hers: I have bodyguards, do you want me to help you take revenge?

Wen Hui finally spoke: How to take revenge?

Zhang Xuan shook his head and waved his hand, Jane

Well.

Why is it so soft?

Feeling something strange, Wen Hui's eyelashes tightened suddenly, and then she moved the book in front of her without leaving a trace, blocking her sight.

this!

I said I bumped into it accidentally, do you believe it?

Zhang Xuan was very cheeky and said in a nonchalant manner: How about I ask Chen Yan to find an opportunity to drag her to a bush and beat her up?

Wen Hui's little mouth pouted slightly, she held a pen in her right hand and started to do the questions in the book. After a while, she said, What about after you finish typing?

Zhang Xuan made gesticulations with his fingers and raised his eyebrows: After beating the woman and the man, give them a good beating. Is this how to relieve your anger?

After giving the advice, the old man sighed in a decent manner: Hey, it's really not easy for me to say such damaging things just to give you a meal.

Although she knew he was making a fuss, Wen Hui's thin lips squirmed once, then again, and finally she couldn't help but laugh:

He chased me for a semester during my freshman year, and then gave up.

Chasing for a semester? So long?

Um.

Which college are you from?

math.

Are you still pestering me now?

No.

Zhang Xuan asked: Do Shuangling and Qingzhu know about this?

Wen Hui shook his head: I don't know.

Zhang Xuan asked: Then you are always so humble?

Wen Hui seemed not to want to talk more about this topic, so she answered the question inappropriately: You are not in the study, why are you here?

Zhang Xuan glanced at the heavy rain outside: It's raining heavily outside, and I don't have an umbrella.

Wen Hui exposed it directly: For others, not having an umbrella may be a problem, but it is not for you.

Zhang Xuan replied: I am also a human being, and I am also made of flesh and blood.

Wen Hui looked at him, then took out a black umbrella with her right hand from the position against the wall and placed it in front of him.

Zhang Xuan was speechless: Are you driving me away?

Wen Hui smiled knowingly, You are dishonest.

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and truthfully stated the writing difficulties he encountered.

Wen Hui was a little surprised: How many months have you been in this state?

Zhang Xuan was depressed: Yes, it's almost half a year old.

Faced with the problem of writing, as a layman, Wen Hui couldn't think of a good solution.

She thought carefully for a long time before saying: When I encountered a bottleneck in playing the piano before, I was at a loss. My aunt said at the time that almost every piano player would face this hurdle in the early stage.

Once you get through it, the world will be brighter, you will spontaneously fall in love with the piano, and you will slowly find your own way of playing.

Zhang Xuan asked smoothly: What if I don't get through it?

Wen Hui said: If you can't get over it, you will feel disgusted with the piano, and you won't want to touch the piano again in the future.

Zhang Xuan looked into her eyes: How did you survive that time?

Facing his gaze, Wen Hui said: There is no good way. I mainly have to rely on myself. At that time, my aunt suggested that I put down the burden of the piano, take a proper rest, and go for a walk outside.

Zhang Xuan asked: How long did you stop that time?

Wen Hui said: One month.

Zhang Xuan asked: Sudden progress after one month?

Wen Huiqiao smiled and said: It's not that exaggerated. I just found a little feeling.

Then she added: If you can't find inspiration, you can give it a try.

good.

Zhang Xuan responded, his eyes fell on her and after a quiet tour, he suddenly asked in a strange way: Where is your beige velvet jacket? It's very nice. Why haven't you worn it?

Mentioning that very nice beige velvet jacket, Wen Hui couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met, when she was wearing that exact jacket.

later because he always

It's hanging in the closet now, having not been worn for over a year.

Feeling his eyes on her, Wen Hui paused for a moment, and couldn't help but hold the book close to her body again, planning to continue working on the questions.

Seeing the movement, the old man's eyes moved to the book.

For a moment, the two fell into silence.

After a while, Wen Hui said quietly: Can I ask you a question?

Zhang Xuan said without thinking: I'm in a good mood today, just ask.

While answering questions, Wen Hui asked, Do you think you are a good person?

Good guy?

Um.

Zhang Xuan was confused: Why do you ask this question?

Wen Hui said while writing: You don't have to answer.

Yes, this tone and look are obviously a little bit grumpy towards me.

Zhang Xuan looked away, thought for a moment and said, Don't think I'm rich now, don't think I'm famous now, in fact I am who I am.

One is neither good nor bad, one loves to eat and drink, one has all kinds of emotions, one is an ordinary person who does not restrain himself and likes to entertain himself.

Wen Hui looked up at him strangely: You should add that you don't have any of the problems that ordinary men have.

Zhang Xuan laughed and looked at the book again: You really hold a grudge.

When Wen Hui heard the word bear grudge, she lowered her head to answer the question again.

However, unlike her petulant temper just now, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised at this moment, her red lips were slightly open with a coquettish smile, and her entire thin body seemed like water covering the ground with mist, exuding a strong sense of comfort.

The heart is one more orifice than the stem, and the disease is three points better than that of Xizi. This is probably the beauty, the old man thought in his heart.

After admiring her for a while, seeing that she was always wary of him, Zhang Xuan stood up and planned to leave.

Seeing him getting up to leave, Wen Hui suddenly said: Take this umbrella with you.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand: No, you can keep it for yourself. I don't plan to return to the teacher's apartment so soon.

After saying that, the two looked at each other and fell silent.

Wen Hui looked at the book and said, There are people in other classrooms on this floor.

Zhang Xuan asked: Have you been there?

Wen Hui told him: I came from the opposite side, and most of the classroom doors were locked.

By doing this, they have broken their conscience.

Zhang Xuan criticized, and then said seriously: Then I will lock the door too.

He moved as quickly as he could, and he actually knocked down the front and back doors and bolted them.

Wen Hui raised her eyes and looked at this scene, and asked angrily and funnyly: Are you not leaving?

Zhang Xuan sat back down again: You're trying to keep me here, I have to give you face, right?

Hearing this, Wen Hui picked up the black umbrella, weighed it, and put it in front of him again, a little closer than before.

Zhang Xuan glanced at it, then threw the umbrella on the desk across the aisle.

Her eyes stayed on the table across the aisle for a few seconds. Wen Hui narrowed her eyes and said, If this were Mi Jian, would you treat her like this?

Zhang Xuan leaned back in his chair and said, No.

Wen Hui asked: Because you like her very much?

Zhang Xuan: .

Found out that I had been cheated.

Seeing his acquiescence, Wen Hui commented: You are really a neither good nor bad person.

Zhang Xuan shook his head: No, I don't have any of the problems that ordinary men have.

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(Three chapters in a row.)