Every day, you will meet all kinds of people, some of them, passing by you, and some of them, just looking at them, and the story begins to tell.

Maybe because there were so many people just now, Wei Lan didn't notice this poetic girl. The girl stood slim in the sunset, slowly speaking, everything seemed so natural, so easy-going.

The smart voice stopped abruptly, and the girl looked at Wei Lan, bowed her head slightly, and gently brushed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and sat down.

Zhang Han pushed Wei Lan with his elbow, Wei Lan came back to his senses, turned his head and saw Zhang Han looking at him with an obscene face, Zhang Han looked at the classmates around him, and leaned in the direction of Wei Lan, "How is Lao Liu?

Wei Lan rolled her eyes and whispered: "I've lost my memory, and I'm not familiar with you now, why don't I relay your words to Liu Feixu and earn a wave of favor?"

Zhang Han's obscene face distorted instantly, and he reached out to grab Wei Lan's arm, with a flattering expression, "Brother, brother, I was wrong!

Wei Lan raised her arm, broke free of Zhang Han's hands, looked at Liu Feixu, turned her head and asked, "Eh, why are you called Liu Feixu Lao Liu?" Wei Lan was a little confused, could it be that poetic girl is an "age killer", a crazy repeater?

Zhang Han smiled at Wei Lan: "You promise me first, don't talk to Lao Liuhu." Wei Lan pursed her lips at Zhang Han and looked at Zhang Han with disgust, "Love to say it or not, don't say it, I'll ask others, and talk to Liu Feixu by the way." After saying that, he pretended to get up, Zhang Han hurriedly grabbed Wei Lan, "I said, I said." Belch...... Old Liu... No, Liu Feixu has always been the first in the grade, the second in age, and the third may change every time, but you don't have to look at the first, it must be her, always Liu Feixu, always Liu Feixu, Lao Liu, Lao Liu, this is the source. Wei Lan looked at Liu Feixu, but she didn't expect that Lao Liu was not old, and she was still very ......

The sunset on the horizon slowly fades, and the darkness wants to embrace the earth, but humans are afraid of the dark. Human beings rely on the experience and moves accumulated over the past hundred years to drive away the darkness to fight the darkness and make it impossible for the darkness to parry. The crescent moon in the night sky gradually appeared, guiding those who were lost in the darkness, even if no one needed it......

Wei Lan is very happy to chat and discuss with her classmates. Although they are not very old, they are well-informed, and Wei Lan has benefited a lot from chatting, and her understanding of this era has gradually become clear.

No matter how long the reunion is, there is always an end, after the visit, the squad leader Xia Xue ran to Wei Lan's side, and lent his notes to Wei Lan very enthusiastically. Zhang Han looked at Wei Lan with a smile next to him, and patted Wei Lan on the shoulder, "Basket, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you when I'm free!" and then quickly caught up with Xia Xue, and Xia Xue disappeared into the slightly dim twilight.

For some reason, Wei Lan felt inexplicably close to Zhang Han, who he only "knew", and he felt a little puzzled, and then he raised his head and looked at the moon outside the window, looked at it quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled and figured out something.

Maybe there are some things, even if they are forgotten, they can't be erased, even if they change their souls, they can't be changed.

The slightly empty room made Wei Lan a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know when his "boy" father would come back, Wei Lan let out a breath of turbidity, stretched his waist, and walked towards the courtyard of the villa.

There was no difference between the indoor and outdoor air, but for some reason, Wei Lan came outside and no longer felt dull. The crooked crescent moon hangs in the night sky, and I don't know how people in the 22nd century do it, but the city lights do not pollute the starry sky. For a person who has never really seen the starry sky, what kind of shock is it when he sees the stars for the first time? This kind of shock cannot be described in words.

The starlight in the sky gathered towards Wei Lan, Wei Lan was quiet in the starlight, he didn't understand what kind of loneliness, so he could ignore the starlight in the sky, and lamented the good sentence "The shadow becomes three people".

Hundreds of light-years away from Weilan, tens of millions of light-years, the newborn photon flew towards the distant deep space, it crossed layer after layer of obstacles, every time it encountered the black hole where everything ended, it was so cautious, he crossed millions of years, crossed the distant space, came to this planet, came to Weilan.

Perhaps Xinghui's persistence calmed Wei Lan's restless and restless heart. Wei Lan opened the wisdom and browsed the news, and suddenly, a piece of news attracted Wei Lan - "The richest man Li Zhixiang lost 100 million in two hours, with a cumulative loss of 1.7 billion", Wei Lan was a little suspicious that it was the title party, but the curiosity in his heart still made him can't help but click in.

Wei Lan's eyes scrolled up and down, quickly browsing the news, to Wei Lan's surprise, this is not the title party of all evils, through browsing, he also roughly understood what happened, and then clicked on the latest interview video.

A dark-skinned man appeared on the screen, slightly handsome, but with a slightly thin body, sitting on a soft chair with his back, and no joy, anger or sorrow could be seen in his deep eyes.

"Mr. Li, how do you feel about the failure of this investment, which caused you to lose 100 million Chinese dollars in two hours, and a cumulative loss of 1.7 billion Chinese dollars?"

Li Zhixiang looked at the camera, his face did not change in the slightest, his hands naturally put on his knees, coughed his throat heavily, and a momentum of not being angry and arrogant emanated from his thin body, and then said unhurriedly: "I don't care." The tone is very flat, as if he is really stating a fact, "Any investment is risky, there must be losses or profits, it is not important to have losses, the important thing is how much to lose." And like this loss. Belch... It can't be said to be a piece of cake, that's too ostentatious, it's almost a piece of Chinese food. Or maybe it's a dish. ”

When Wei Lan saw this, he closed the Zhiduan, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, he is really rich every year, and there are a lot of them this year, there are many of them in ancient times, Ali Jack Ma, I don't know his wife, Liu Qiangdong, I have nothing, Wang Jianlin, Ma Huateng, an ordinary family, and Li Zhixiang, who is now a Chinese food.

Wei Lan looked at the starry sky again, he didn't know where his future would go, he didn't know what his tomorrow would be, whether he was willing to be like the stars, persistently advancing towards the darkness, or like the moon, relying on the sun to shine the brightest light in the night sky. He didn't know what the future would hold, and he didn't know that a storm was quietly coming......

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The news just now is not just news, hahahaha, there is a follow-up plot, of course, the richest man will definitely not lose money. Don't ask, just keep reading.