Chapter 152: It is impossible to divide points

"Yaya, don't be angry, I'll be over in two days at most. Wang Yangjue's expression should be very hideous now.

"I didn't talk to you angrily, please don't look for me again, okay!" Tong Yaya also said excitedly.

After speaking, Tong Yaya hung up the phone instantly.

Wang Yang looked at his mobile phone and paused for a while, until the continuous horn sounded, only to find that the car in front of him had finished walking, and many cars were detouring behind him. (It affects the traffic, children don't learn it!)

November 7, 2006, Lidong.

Wang Yang overcame his fear of airplanes and flew from DJI to the imperial capital of Beiping.

After getting off the plane, I called Tong Yaya, but no one answered the phone.

took a taxi and went directly to the Chinese opera, and Wang Yang reacted after the driver spared me for an unknown amount of time.

"Master, if you do this again, I'll get out of the car. Wang Yang said in a bad mood.

"Traffic jam, I'll change the way, and I'll be there soon. "The driver doesn't care, his face is not red or panting, he looks like an old driver.

After arriving at the Chinese opera, Wang Yang continued to call Tong Yaya, but no one answered the phone.

After entering the Chinese opera, Wang Yang sat not far from the school gate and continued to call Tong Yaya, and gradually Wang Yang became a little impatient.

No, you can't see Yaya with anger, she is the goddess of her previous life, she must not see her with anger, and her heart is like ice and the sky is not shocked.

After diverting his attention, Wang Yang began to observe the pedestrians around him, not to mention, among the people who came in and out, Wang Yang saw many familiar faces.

is like the owner of the pond, who can be recognized at a glance, and Zhang Li, Zhang Li is also an actress that Wang Yang likes very much.

But...... In the past few years, Wang Yang has been preparing to hang himself on the tree of Yaya.

An hour, two hours......

The imperial capital in November was already going to winter, Wang Yang moved his limbs, and the cold weather made him feel that he should wear thicker.

Looking at his watch, it was already a little past, Wang Yang sighed and prepared to go back to the house in the imperial capital.

Taihua Apartment is not very close to the Chinese opera, but the bus can be reached just one time, so Wang Yang lives in Taihua Apartment today.

Before going to bed, I made two more calls to Tong Yaya, but no one answered, and sent a few text messages, but no one replied.

Wang Yang threw his phone aside and fell asleep.

After dawn, Wang Yang, who had finished breakfast, came to the door of the Chinese opera and waited.

In the morning, I didn't see anyone, and after eating at noon, I still didn't see anyone.

It wasn't until the evening, when Wang Yang was about to go to dinner, that he noticed a slender figure walking over on the boulevard in the distance.

Wang Yang subconsciously took a step forward, and then as if he remembered something, he instantly retreated and found a place to sit far away.

Tong Yaya was wearing a white down jacket, maybe a little tanned in summer, her skin had not eased up, and she still looked a little dark.

Wang Yang followed behind her, keeping a distance of more than ten meters.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, she came to a hot pot restaurant, and after hesitating for a while, she still walked in.

Wang Yang followed in, sat at another table not far away, and watched Tong Yaya order the food, Wang Yang began to order, and told the waiter that he might have to change the table in a while, and asked him not to go to the bottom of the pot too quickly.

After Tong Yaya's dishes came up, Wang Yang found that she didn't order a few things at all, so she was so simmering.

Wang Yang called the waiter and told him to put his dishes on Tong Yaya's table, and the waiter came to Wang Yang with a look I understand you, and left.

When the waiter walked to Tong Yaya's table with another food cabinet and began to serve the fat cow, Tong Yaya was stunned and said, "I didn't order these!"

"I ordered it. Wang Yang said and took off his down jacket, sat opposite Tong Yaya, and went to the hot pot with fat cows, fat sheep, hairy tripies, and duck blood.

Tong Yaya glanced at Wang Yang, there was some mist in her eyes, and then lowered her head to shake the vegetables in the hot pot.

Tong Yaya didn't speak, and Wang Yang didn't know what to say, so he put the beef in Tong Yaya's bowl.

Tong Yaya doesn't care, she eats food if she has it.

Wang Yang just watched Tong Yaya eat hot pot vigorously, and he ate a bite or two from time to time, and after waiting for half an hour, Tong Yaya's speed slowed down.

Wang Yang got up and sat next to Tong Yaya, just holding his head and looking at her, Tong Yaya glanced at Wang Yang, turned around slightly, and drank the sour plum soup in small sips.

"Get out of the way. Tong Yaya said to Wang Yang.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yang.

“…… I went to the bathroom. Tong Yaya said.

"Oh!" Wang Yang.

Seeing that Tong Yaya didn't take a down jacket to the bathroom, Wang Yang called the waiter to settle the account and continued to sit and wait for Tong Yaya.

When she returned, Wang Yang asked, "Where are you going after eating?"

"I went back to school. Tong Yaya said.

"Why are you going back to school?" Wang Yang not only asked, but he didn't know what the acting department usually does.

"What are you going to do?" asked Tong Yaya.

"I miss you......" Wang Yang looked at Tong Yaya, gently stroked her hair, and said softly.

"Why haven't you come to me in the past few months?" asked Tong Yaya angrily.

“…… Yes, I was wrong, what has happened, no matter how much I justify, I can't change the fact that I didn't come to see you, I'm really sorry, I've been busy enough during this time, and I won't be so busy in the future. Wang Yang said.

“…… Really?" asked Tong Yaya with some suspicion.

"Really!" Wang Yang said affirmatively.

Tong Yaya took a few sips of sour plum soup, sighed, and gently leaned on Wang Yang and said, "I'm so tired......"

"Go home and rest well!" Wang Yang said.

"Hmm......" Tong Yaya replied softly.

The two sat for a while, and Wang Yang pulled the sleepy Tong Yaya and sat in a taxi.

Back at the house in Taihua Apartment, Wang Yang opened a bottle of red wine, neither of them spoke much, and after drinking two glasses with Tong Yaya, the two entered the bedroom.

The winter clothes are thick, Wang Yang hugged Tong Yaya, kissed from the forehead to the calf, and after a painful snort, red dots fell on the sheets......

After turning over Wushan, after the clouds and rain, looking at Tong Yaya who was asleep, Wang Yang looked at the red on the sheets, and his expression was more than surprised.

Although I have some doubts, I believe more that I know in my previous life that Tong Yaya's father is a very old-fashioned person, and Tong Yaya doesn't look like a non-mainstream girl in the Matt family.

With Wang Yang's thinking in later generations, he doesn't care much about these, and the times are like this.

Stretching out his hand to hug Tong Yaya, Wang Yang also slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was still dark, and feeling the delicate skin in his hands, Wang Yang tiptoed up to go to the toilet, drank another glass of water, and looked at his mobile phone, it was only 6 o'clock in the morning.

Ten minutes after returning to the room, there were bursts of moaning in the room.

In the morning, Wang Yang went out to buy a bun of steamed buns, fritters, tofu brain, Tong Yaya hadn't gotten up yet, Wang Yang turned down the TV sound to very low, and ate steamed buns while watching TV.

At ten o'clock, Tong Yaya got up, and after taking a bath in the bathroom, she was called over by Wang Yang for breakfast.