Chapter 167: Finding the Most Perfect Love (3)

Looking for the most perfect love (novella) Zhang Baotong

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the mobile phone suddenly rang. As soon as I saw that it was Yang Xiaoyun, I asked, "What's wrong?" she cried and said, "Brother, you came to pick me up, he kicked me out." As soon as I heard this, I immediately became angry: I really can't figure out how some girls are so self-respecting, and they can't live without their boyfriends. She really deserves to be pitiful. Still, I said, "Wait, I'll be there right away." ”

I drove to the building in the village. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw her standing in the dark aisle with a travel bag and a trolley case in tow. I opened the trunk, helped her put the suitcase and travel bag in, and let her into the car. When she got into the car, she said that her boyfriend wanted to sleep with her, and she said that the doctor told her not to get pregnant again for half a year. The boyfriend didn't listen, so he had to come hard, so the two fought in bed. As she spoke, she whimpered. I thought to myself: you deserve it, who wants you to live without him.

I knew she had nowhere to go, so I took her straight to my house. As soon as she entered the house, she exclaimed in astonishment, "Wow, your house is like a palace!" and I said, "This is the marriage room that my father has prepared for me." 150 square meters, three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. ”

She dropped her bag, looked around the house, and then, like Alice in Wonderland, said to me excitedly, "You're so nice here! How nice it would be if I had a house like this!" ”

It was late at night and I was still sleepy, so I took her into the master bedroom. The master bedroom is west of the living room. Inside, there is a large bed more than two meters wide, and a pure white mosquito net is supported by stainless steel brackets. There are two large wardrobes next to the bed. I put her trolley and travel bag on the floor of the big room and said, "You just sleep here." She asked, "And where do you sleep?" I said, "I sleep in the hut next to me." Then, turn up the temperature of the air conditioner for her, because the doctor said that she had just had a miscarriage and the air conditioner temperature should not be too low.

She lay down on the big bed, made a very exaggerated and stretched appearance, and said happily, "Sleeping here, I'm afraid I will have dreams every day." I said, "I hope so." Then I pointed to the bathroom next to the bedroom and said, "This is your bathroom, with a dresser, a shower, and a bathtub." As long as you turn on the tap, there will be hot water in the hot spring at any time. ”

So saying, I went to the hut, found the little mat, wiped it, laid it on the little bed, and fell asleep. She didn't seem to be sleepy, and kept going back and forth between the living room and the house, and finally went into the bathroom to take a shower. I don't know how long the sound of rushing water stopped.

In the morning, I got up early, went out for a half-hour walk, and when I came back to the house, I saw the door of the big house open. I looked inside and saw that she was still sleeping. I opened the refrigerator, took out the steamed buns and heated them, and boiled two more eggs. Then, he walked over to her bedside.

She was lying flat on the bed, her body looked a little thin, and her breasts were not so plump, but her figure was slender, her waist was very thin, her complexion was quite white, her face was delicate, especially her lips were very charming, and people couldn't help but want to kiss them.

She opened her eyes and saw me standing in front of her, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly wrapped herself in a towel. I said, "Get up and eat." She nodded and sat up from the bed.

I ate my meal, left the steamed buns, eggs, milk, and mustard on the table, and went into the study. After a while, she finished her meal and went into the study, and when she saw me sitting in front of the computer, she asked, "You're not going to work?" Her eyes widened, and she looked puzzled, and said, "What class are you?" I said, "looking for the perfect love." ”

"Looking for the most perfect love?" she said with some disbelief, "How can there be such a job?" I threw the "Standard of the Most Perfect Love", "The Implementation Plan for Finding the Most Perfect Love", "The Urban Map of the Top Ten Beautiful Cities in the Country" and other materials on the table in front of her.

She looked through the materials and said, "What is the most perfect love in the world?" and I asked, "How not?" she said, "Tolstoy said: people are beautiful because they are lovely, not because they are beautiful." So, you can't choose love based on these fixed criteria alone. I said, "I don't deny that people are beautiful because they are cute, but I can't deny that people are lovely because they are beautiful, otherwise, would there be love at first sight?" she couldn't answer.

But she seemed intrigued, saying, "If that's a job as well, that's fun." Then, I asked, "Is this the job you assigned to yourself?" I said, "My father arranged it, and he is the CEO of the company." She opened her eyes wide and looked at me and said, "You're the second rich?" "I'm not just a rich second generation, I can say billionaire, because my father's company will be mine one day." But I didn't want her to know that, so I nodded and said, "Pretty much." She said, "Otherwise, people say that it is better to have a good father than to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well." I said, "To have a good father, you also need to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well." Otherwise, people will say that you are a local tyrant. She smiled and said, "You're pretty good taste." I said, "It's okay, I'm also a high-caliber student in the Chinese department in college." Poetry and prose have also been published in provincial journals. And she said, "Yes, let me read it." I said okay, and I found two more wonderful essays on the Internet for her to read. She looked at it very carefully, and when she finished reading it, she praised me a lot.

After talking about it, I thought she was going to eat here at noon and should go buy some groceries. She's going with me. So, we went to the vegetable market together. When I arrived at the vegetable market, I didn't know which dishes to buy, but she was picking them up and negotiating the price with others, which saved me a lot of heart.

When I got home, I started cooking. I usually go to my mom's place to eat, and I never cook. But she said that she was quite good, making rice, burning eggplant, and making an egg fried pepper. However, we also bought a fish, and she couldn't make it, but she said that her mother cooked the fish very well, so she called her mother while operating it by the pot.

Eat at home with a girl. It's a pleasant and wonderful feeling, more comfortable and welcoming than eating with anyone in any hotel. And the food she cooked was delicious, so I ate a lot of this meal.

After eating, she went into the study and looked at the stocks on the computer. She bought shares of Minsheng Bank, with a total of only 400 shares. I saw that she looked attentive, and I thought it was funny, and said, "This little stock is not enough to worry about." She said seriously, "I don't have money now, so I'll practice first, and then increase investment when I have money later." ”

She was on the computer and I had to watch TV. After a while, she came to the living room and said with a depressed expression, "The Minsheng Bank I bought for 9 yuan and 8 has been speculated for two years, and now it has fallen to 7 yuan and 6, and I have lost more than 800." It looks like I owe you money and can't pay you back right away. I said, "It's okay, wait until your stock goes up to fifty or one hundred yuan, and then you can pay me back." She smiled and said, "That will be until the Year of the Monkey." ”