A lonely man and a widow may not be able to dry the firewood.

Zhang Xiaojian and Wang Wan'er sat by the river, blowing the cool breeze, drinking a lot of wine and talking a lot.

This was the first time he had learned about her alone, and it was also the first time she had heard Zhang Xiaojian tell a lot of stories.

After drinking the last can of wine, Zhang Xiaojian called a car, and originally wanted to send Wang Wan'er home, but she smiled and took a picture of the license plate and sent a WeChat message to Zhang Xiaojian, and got into the car alone.

Sending Wang Wan'er away, and calling a substitute driver back to the villa, Zhang Xiaojian lay on the soft bed and couldn't sleep a little.

Not because of the effects of alcohol.

It's just because of some emotional things that ordinary people will be annoyed by.

Reality is never a drama, the male protagonist can always be wood in the drama, and he will never feel the care and kindness of the female character, but Zhang Xiaojian clearly felt Wang Wan'er's meaning.

And the reason why he is upset is because it seems that he has no intention of falling in love.

At least during this time, so he couldn't immediately take Wang Wan'er's little hand and open a room directly in the hotel like a rich man in a modern city.

Of course, if he did this, maybe Wang Wan'er would look down on him very much.

Wang Wan'er, who was sitting in a taxi back to the city, looked at the scenery outside the window, her little face was red like an apple, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but upturn.

She found that she liked Zhang Xiaojian more and more.

It's such a good feeling.

She could clearly feel her heartbeat, and she could clearly see that the scenery of Jiangcheng, which was not very beautiful, seemed to be much better.

Back in the apartment she rented with Su Yu, kicking off her high heels, she saw Su Yu sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Su Yu turned her head at this time, and asked a mask of Peking Opera mask, "Have you drunk?"

"Hmm. ”

"With whom?"

"Zhang Xiaojian. ”

Su Yu sat up straight: "You two drank alone?"

"yes. ”

"It's going well. ”

Wang Wan'er smiled sweetly: "Hehe." ”

"No, you won't already?"

"No, that's that fast. ”

"Then why are you smiling like that? Now you go to the bathroom and look at your face, it's not as bright as it looks. ”

"Is there one?"

Su Yu nodded solemnly: "Yes." ”

Wang Wan'er put on her slippers, sat next to Su Yu, and suddenly asked, "Do you remember, I bought silicone pads before?"

Su Yu had a question mark on his face: "Remember to go here?"

Wang Wan'er slipped into her own room and still rummaged through the cabinets.

Su Yu, who was wearing pajamas, leaned on the door frame and asked, "No, what are you looking for this thing?"

"What do you say, of course it's for pads. ”

Su Yu smiled and said, "You are also A on the mat, and it is strange that it is uncomfortable." ”

Wang Wan'er looked angry: "You are only A." ”

Su Yu looked at her like this, it was not difficult to guess what had happened before, her eyes widened and she asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Wan'er: "...... You're young, you're the youngest. ”

"Wait a minute, didn't you say nothing happened to you?"

Su Yu came to Wang Xiaowan's side and sniffed carefully.

"Help me find it, smell something. ”

"The shampoo tastes right, you didn't go to the hotel, how did you talk about it?"

Wang Wan'er: "Is Miss Ben such a casual person?"

Su Yu stood up straight and criticized with a serious face: "Wang Wan'er, you also know that you are not a casual person, have you forgotten what you said when you talked about love with me before?"

Wang Wan'er 'ah', she really forgot: "What did I say?"

Su Yu said earnestly: "If a woman keeps making changes in order to please her other half, she will completely lose herself!"

Wang Wan'er waved her hand: "At that time, it was all on paper, and you were all a fart for me." ”

Su Yu was stupid, watching Wang Wan'er turn over for several minutes and finally found the pair of silicone pads that were never breathable, and had to sigh: "Sure enough, women who fall in love are stupid X.."

Wang Wan'er compared the silicone pad twice and replied: "If you don't be stupid X times in your life, won't you live your life in vain?"

Su Yu: "...... Well, you have a point. ”

Wang Wan'er smiled and said, "How do you use this thing? Is it directly stuffed inside?"

Su Yu had no choice but to help.

In less than two minutes, after the reloading, Su Yu laughed and said, "It's still A, do you want to buy a pair that can become E?"

Wang Wan'er's eyes lit up: "E is too much, if you can C, you can do it." ”

Su Yu stretched out one leg and kicked Wang Wan'er: "Fallen, too depraved!"

————————

Wang Wan'er is depraved at home, and Zhang Xiaojian is studying how to improve his singing skills.

There are also sub-options in singing, which are divided into five types: bass, alto, treble, transposition, and falsetto.

Zhang Xiaojian thought that he had six skill books in his hand, and he would be reborn tomorrow, but this look at the six skill books didn't seem to be very useful.

So why don't you add them all to the sub-options, what to choose?

Bass doesn't seem to be very good, and it's too bad to sing bass in a place as noisy as a bar.

What is alto? Zhang Xiaojian thought about it for a long time, as if in his cognition, the difference between bass and alto didn't seem to be too big.

For treble, choose treble.

Ming'er Laozi is going to have a whole song "Love When You Die", or Vitas's "Opera no.2", although he can't speak Russian...

Add all five skill books to the treble, and the treble value is 100.

There is still a skill book left, and Zhang Xiaojian casually added it to the bass, becoming 20.

Then he sneaked out of the villa like a thief, so as not to disturb the second aunt's sleep.

The cottage is backed by a beautiful man-made mountain, and the distance between the villas is so far away that it shouldn't disturb others.

Zhang Xiaojian first cleared his throat at Qingshan and began to shout: "Love when you die..." ”

After a brief try, Zhang Xiaojian felt as if he had a little feeling.

And this singing high note, he feels as if he has found a way to resonate behind his head, although the singing voice is still a little jerky, but the singing height is enough, and it is quite good.

So he tried to sing again: "If you die, you have to love, if you don't drip, you won't be happy.... ”

Some reveled in their own singing, Zhang Xiaojian was full of confidence after the audition, and let go of singing, but he sang well, which should far exceed the treble level of KTV Maiba.

Like getting a fresh toy, Zhang Xiaojian kept singing and singing that he wanted to love when he died.

The song was heard in the barren mountains, and the resonance was excellent.

It's just that at some point, a person appeared not far from Zhang Xiaojian, dressed in white, with his hair scattered, and a wine bottle in his hand.

Zhang Xiaojian felt that there was someone next to him, and at first glance, he was scared into a cold sweat.

The man laughed, took a sip of wine, and said, "Young man, I just want to ask you one question, how can you love them when they are all dead?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "............." "That's a good question.