In Beijing at the turn of the millennium, housing prices were so low that Zhao Fusheng sometimes even wondered if he should think about it and throw all the funds into it to buy a house.

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng often chatted with friends, everyone is middle-aged, and naturally has a lot of feelings about life, and the most worrying thing about people in recent middle age is not the so-called self-obscenity and greasy, but the once powerful elders, generation after generation of decay in front of themselves.

At that time, I often feel that I have fallen into the trap of Poincaré's conjecture, which is more like a battle between egos, and if you are not careful, you will become paranoid.

And now, Zhao Fusheng is much more indifferent, although he knows that the elders will eventually grow old, but now whether it is his parents or Li Yuan, they are working hard to manage their own careers and lives, and being able to see them bloom with such a light is enough for Zhao Fusheng.

As for spending money to buy a house, that is, just think about it when you are bored, after all, there is no end to wealth, and it is not Zhao Fusheng's style to eat and wait for death.

It's as if when he ended his life in the north and returned to Ninghai, he once searched for traces of his life back then, but the small city that was silent in time had allowed the vines to swallow the mottled old walls, and the voices of the past turned into the miserable sound of the wind passing through the dilapidated portal.

New buildings spread along the path of memory, devouring the idle land in the city and Zhao Fusheng's childhood memories. Occasionally, I met a classmate from elementary school, and I could still call him by name decades later. Speaking of those details that have been blurred by themselves, and mentioning the playmates whose memories have been confused, everyone has a kind of nowhere to put in their hearts.

At that time, Zhao Fusheng knew that time was gone, and everything that was lost would be returned in another way.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the way he came back would be so special.

"Why did you go?"

After making a phone call for a long time before coming back, Fan Baobao looked at his boyfriend strangely and asked.

She is not worried about Zhao Fusheng's cheating, because the probability is even lower than that of being the heroine of the movie now.

No way, growing up together since childhood, for Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao knows too much about himself, that guy doesn't look at it a lot, but he is an emotional idiot.

You can't expect a fool who received a love letter in junior high school and took the initiative to give it to the teacher, and be more proactive with girls. Fan Baobao even felt that if he hadn't been with him for more than ten years, maybe Zhao Fusheng would not have taken the initiative to kiss him at all.

"It's slow, and it's extremely slow. This is Fan Baobao's evaluation when he talked about Zhao Fusheng to Zhou Yun in private.

At that time, Zhou Yun didn't understand what it meant, but later under Fan Baobao's explanation, she learned that Zhao Fusheng, who seemed to be shrewd and capable, still had such a wooden time.

Well, there will always be some shortcomings that others don't expect, and perfect people only exist in literary works, and in real life, they definitely don't exist.

"Nothing, do something. Zhao Fusheng said lightly and winked at Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao immediately understood what Zhao Fusheng meant, and did not continue to dwell on this issue, she knew that Zhao Fusheng would definitely explain it to herself afterwards.

This is the tacit understanding between two people from childhood to adulthood, and others naturally don't understand.

After eating, several people went back to their residence together, Zhou Yun and Wang Qiang walked in front, Wang Qiang also looked back strangely, and said to Fan Baobao: "Sister, why are you walking so slowly?"

Fan Baobao smiled wryly, and without waiting to speak, Zhou Yun patted his forehead and quickly pulled away a certain light bulb.

Looking at their backs, Fan Baobao shook his head helplessly, and said to Zhao Fusheng beside him: "Xiaoqiang's character and eyesight are simply too ......."

"This product is simply a lonely life. Zhao Fusheng also said speechlessly.

"Note Gusheng, what does that mean?" asked Fan Baobao with some curiosity.

Obviously, she hadn't heard of the term.

After all, this is not the era of the development of the Internet later, and there are some new words that most people don't understand clearly.

After explaining to Fan Baobao what it means to be destined to be lonely for a lifetime, Zhao Fusheng finally smiled and said, "You understand this time, right?"

"Uh-huh. Fan Baobao laughed and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "I think that if I hadn't been kind enough to take you in, you would probably have been orphaned." ”

Yes?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fan Baobao helplessly: "You say that about your boyfriend, is it really good?"

"Hehe, I think it's a good fit. Not at all intimidated by Zhao Fusheng's expression, Fan Baobao wrinkled his nose and said: "After all, you were a ruthless person who handed over love letters to the teacher back then, and I was willing to bow down." ”

As soon as he mentioned this, Zhao Fusheng felt extremely embarrassed, the ghost knew what he thought at the time, he was able to do such an idiotic thing, and now that he thinks about it, it is simply an incomparable behavior.

"Can we not mention this. Looking at Fan Baobao helplessly, Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and said, "Are you planning to let me complain about you too?"

The biggest tragedy of becoming a couple with a childhood sweetheart is that two people know all the black history of each other, and they hack each other, there is really no end.

Thinking of this, Fan Baobao decisively stopped and kept silent.

What kind of international jokes, Zhao Fusheng knows a lot about his own black history, and if he really says it, it will be embarrassing.

"When I don't want to lose face?" Fan Baobao said to himself silently in his heart.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what she was thinking, he would probably be stunned, and she would want to save face, she would be cheeky, right?

"By the way, why did you call when you were eating?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng strangely.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's nothing, just ask the landlord if he can rent the house to us for a few more months." ”

"Rent for a few more months?" Fan Baobao was stunned, and then reacted: "You plan to let Xiaoqiang live?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Isn't he nowhere to go, I heard Zhou Yun say that the place where he lives is not very good, the environment is very poor, and the surroundings are messy, so it is better to let him live here." ”

Saying that, he explained: "Now that you and Zhou Yun have started to take on the show, they may occasionally live outside, and with Xiaoqiang here, I can feel more or less at ease." ”

Fan Baobao was a little surprised, but then he understood what Zhao Fusheng meant, just like Zhao Fusheng said, maybe this is really a good way.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng will not tell her that the house has actually been bought, and they will live as long as they like.