Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Then she said honestly: Actually, you are the only one who would ask me this. Most people would not ask this question.

Zhang Xuan understood: Yes, two years ago, I must have been very envious of a family like yours.

The food arrived. After the boss put the food on the table and left, Dong Ziyu asked:

You should be marrying Du Shuangling in the future, right?

Mi Jian and Shuang Ling flashed through his mind, and Zhang Xuan snorted.

Dong Ziyu asked with a smile: What about Su Jinyu? She has been in love with you for almost three years, so why don't you give her some hope?

Zhang Xuan put a piece of tripe in the oil dish and made a fuss, Come on, we are the same kind of people.

It’s not like you don’t know that no matter your conditions or my conditions, it’s common for someone to like you for two or three years, and even longer, right?

Thinking about himself, Dong Ziyu suddenly understood again.

In the middle of the meal, Zhang Xuan asked: If Lao Li sticks to you until the end, is there any hope?

Dong Ziyu raised his head: Is this what Li Zheng asked you to ask?

Zhang Xuan did not deny it.

Dong Ziyu thought for a while and said: A woman can accept a man either by enjoying it spiritually or by being conquered materially.

But my feelings for Li Zheng are average, and his family conditions are not as good as mine. If you want me to look at you differently, you must meet my basic requirements.

Zhang Xuan gave a thumbs up: It's rare.

Dong Ziyu laughed at himself: Just tell me the reality.

Zhang Xuan said with emotion: No. In our society, if we can put everything clearly on the surface, we can do it if we are willing, and if we don't, we can't, and we don't waste each other's time. This is really sincere.

Without drinking, the two of them finished the meal while chatting.

At this time, it was still raining outside, so Zhang Xuan bought a new umbrella at the nearby grocery store.

After passing through the south gate, Zhang Xuan looked at the dim tree-lined path and said, I'll see you off.

Dong Ziyu tilted his head: Will it cause any misunderstanding?

Zhang Xuan said: No.

Downstairs in the girls' dormitory, the two met Liu Siming, Ding Yanhong and Fang Meijuan returning from the cafeteria.

Because it rained heavily and there were many people coming and going, Zhang Xuan said a few words to them and then went home.

When Zhang Xuan walked away, Ding Yanhong held Dong Ziyu's arm in a gossipy tone: Ziyu, do you have any drama?

Dong Ziyu said helplessly: What are you thinking about?

Ding Yanhongwei's finger analysis: In addition to Du Shuangling, you are the first person in CUHK who can make him take the initiative to send him back to the girls' dormitory.

Dong Ziyu asked with a smile: Then do you know why he is willing to send me back?

How many fools are there who can go to CUHK?

Ding Yanhong's head turned and she understood: This great writer dared to send Zi Yu back, which proved that there was nothing more than friendship between the two.

After figuring out the key, Ding Yanhong immediately paused, Hey, my thick legs are gone.

On the other side, the third floor of the teachers' apartment.

Seeing Wen Hui take out a new umbrella from her bag, Zou Qingzhu couldn't help but ask:

Huihui, don't you have several umbrellas at home? Why did you buy another one?

Wen Huiqiao smiled and said, My aunt gave this to me by the way when she came to see me.

Zou Qingzhu asked: Are you with your aunt this afternoon?

Wen Hui walked into the kitchen: No, she just sent me some money and then left.

When Zou Qingzhu saw her preparing the dishes, he asked with concern: Have you not had dinner yet? Shuangling and I both ate.

Wen Hui took out a plate of beef from the refrigerator: Qingzhu, I want to eat spicy hot pot today, please cook it for me.

Okay, okay, I'll have some drinks with you later. Zou Qingzhu loves cooking, and he is very happy to be recognized by Wenhui, who is an excellent cook.

Well, let's invite the singers too. There will be a lot of people.

Of course, the three of us are together.

When Zhang Xuan returned to rent the house, the two actors were not there, but there was a scent of beef coming from upstairs.

Very tempting.

But what I had for dinner was beef hot pot, and my stomach was full. I couldn’t eat it now, so I forgot about it and stopped joining in the fun.

With these thoughts in mind, he washed up first and then entered the study.

Then I started writing the third volume of A Song of Ice and Fire: A Storm of Ice and Rain as planned.

A few minutes later, Du Shuangling came down from the third floor when he saw the lights downstairs.

As soon as he entered the study, he hugged his neck from behind, put his head on his shoulder and asked:

My dear, where were you this afternoon? Were you not wet in the rain? I looked around the teaching building and couldn't find you. When I called you, you were always on the phone. I was worried to death.

Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand to touch her face and asked calmly: Have you gone to the teaching building?

Du Shuangling turned over, sat in his arms and said, After searching around, many classroom doors are closed.

Zhang Xuan said: I was discussing things with Tao Ge and Li Mei in the afternoon. By the way, Tao Ge will come over for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Du Shuangling asked in surprise: Sister Tao has returned to China?

She should be on the plane now. She's coming back to get the letter.

A letter sent to you by the President of the United States?

right.

Du Shuangling closed her eyes and rubbed the palm of his hand for a while, then made a sweet sound of spring water: My husband is really amazing.

Zhang Xuan stared at her for a while, then couldn't help but lean in for a kiss.

Feeling the warmth between her lips, Du Shuangling opened her eyes: My dear, have you had dinner?

Zhang Xuan nodded: Eat.

Du Shuangling held his hand and said, We are eating beef hotpot. Come up with me and have some. Huihui and Qingzhu are waiting for us.

Zhang Xuan pointed to his stomach: No, I'm quite full tonight, so I won't eat. You go up and eat with them.

I'm very inspired now, so I'll write first.

Seeing the notebooks and pen and ink spread out on the table, Du Shuangling knew that business was important, so she stopped bothering him. She stood up and kissed him cheek by jowl for a few seconds before leaving the study.

third floor.

Zou Qingzhu asked Du Shuangling who came in: Why didn't he come?

Du Shuangling said with a smile: He has eaten and is writing now.

Hearing this, Wen Hui walked to the dining table without any surprise: I'm a little hungry, let's eat.

On Earth couldn't be written, but A Song of Ice and Fire felt just right.

That night, Zhang Xuan didn't stop writing until 7 o'clock in the morning.

I wrote more than 13,800 words in one go.

Extremely efficient.

After blowing a breath to dry the last handwriting and putting away the pen and ink, he also stretched and yawned and went to the bedroom.

But when he entered the bedroom, he was stunned for a moment and found that there was no one inside.

Are the two actors getting up?

Zhang Xuan reached into the quilt and touched it. It was still hot. He must have just woken up.

Take a shower and go to bed.

I was so sleepy that I fell asleep within three minutes.

Really a dreamland.

The dream scene was in the classroom. Her hands were stretching out randomly, and Wen Hui kept avoiding them.

Wen Hui, who was avoiding and avoiding, finally gave him a slap in the face.

Crack!

The applause was loud!

Zhang Xuan was awakened.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Shuangling.

At this moment she was bending over to cover herself with the quilt.

Du Shuangling noticed his movement immediately and asked softly: Did it wake you up?

Zhang Xuan was a little confused now and asked: No, what time is it?

Du Shuangling raised her wrist and turned it: It's eight past twelve o'clock. Sister Tao and Nancy are upstairs. The food will be ready in half an hour. Do you want to get up first?

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(My heart is not feeling well today. I feel uncomfortable sitting down. I am not feeling well, so...)

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