Chapter 226: Make Your New Year's Resolutions Fulfilled
His wish pressed into the bottom of his heart, and it was a little funny, these things were things he couldn't think of before, and today he would actually say them in his heart.
He laughed sarcastically, sarcastically that he didn't deserve such a home, and that he had already stepped into the mud, always sinking deeper and deeper.
But who doesn't want a stable life, not to mention that he still has a long life, he is only twenty-five.
In his subconscious, he may also hope that he is safe and that he is an ordinary person.
He was ready to leave.
The master stopped him and gave him a wooden sign tied with a red string: "Wishes can be written on it and hung on the tree outside." โ
Chen Hanzheng paused, raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled: "No need." โ
If you want to sign something, he'd better keep it less.
The fewer clues he has in this world, the better.
Looking at his back, the master said, "Donor, this will work a lot." โ
"I see that your face is bitter and you are not bad, but you have encountered something bad."
"The past is like smoke, the past is gone, look forward."
Chen Hanzheng rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled lazily: "Okay, give it to me." โ
He took the wooden sign away, didn't write anything, and didn't hang it on the tree.
Some things are not just words, he can't get over them.
The disciple next to him asked, "Why do you have to give it to him?" โ
The master smiled: "He smells of blood." โ
"Then ...... him"
"But it's not sinister blood, either." The master laughed again, unfathomable: "It may be a hero." โ
"I hope that good people will be rewarded."
The disciple was stunned, looking at the man's lazy figure, and couldn't see anything left and right.
"I don't look like ......"
The master shook his head and didn't speak.
His hands looked like he was holding a gun, his lower plate was also very steady, and he spoke casually, but he was very confident.
All of these will be professionally trained, and some of them are all heavenly opportunities.
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At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, Cloud City was brightly lit, and there were red lanterns everywhere.
Chen Hanzheng stood on the Yangtze River Bridge, holding on to the railing and overlooking the light reflected on the river, sparkling, overlooking the lively crowd on the other side of the river.
He smiled suddenly, with a smile of relief, and he raised his hand to brush his wind-blown messy hair, and he stood here for a long time.
The clock strikes at zero o'clock.
The fireworks on the opposite side were bright, the screams of celebration were heard, and the firelight was imprinted into his dark eyes, and the fireworks exploded under his eyes.
There are cars behind him, and he is alone on the bridge, his back is lonely and cold, and he is out of step with the world.
"Young man, what are you doing standing here alone? Don't you want to go back for the New Year? Behind him, the voice of an old woman came.
Chen Hanzheng turned around, the old grandmother was dressed very foreign, and at first glance she was an old man from a big family.
He hooked the corners of his lips and asked with a lazy smile, "Where are you going?" โ
During the Chinese New Year, the fireworks are someone else's, the loneliness is his, and he has always fought alone.
To be precise, whether it is the New Year or not, the fireworks are someone else's.
The old grandmother looked at him kindly: "Don't you have a place to go?" I came out to buy something, and the first time I came to my granddaughter's place, I couldn't find my way, can you send me back? โ
Chen Hanzheng raised his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I'm not available." โ
He leaned against the railing and looked at her: "But you can give me an address, and I will help you call a taxi to take you to the address." โ
"I don't know the address."
Chen Hanzheng pulled his lips, a little funny.
He couldn't be fooled, and the old lady didn't look like she couldn't find her way home, let alone know her address.
He smiled, but his eyes were a little cold: "Then I can't help it." โ
"Can you call my granddaughter, boy? Just tell her I'm here and ask her to come and pick me up. โ
It's okay to make a phone call.
Chen Hanzheng took out his mobile phone and looked at it with his head down: "Say." โ
The grandmother gave her phone number.
Three words naturally appeared in the address book - Shu Banyan.
His hand suddenly stopped, his heart trembled, and he raised his eyes and looked at the old lady again.
The old lady's eyes were sincere: "Just make a phone call." โ
"Thank you, boy."
Chen Hanzheng took a deep breath, put the phone back in his pocket, and changed it.
He pressed his mobile phone number: "I'll call, you say it yourself." โ
The old lady nodded: "Then what is this place called?" โ
Chen Hanzheng casually handed the mobile phone to the old lady: "Yangtze River Bridge." โ
By the time I handed it over, the phone had already been answered.
The old lady said where she was, and hung up.
Then he returned the phone to Chen Hanzheng: "Thank you." โ
Chen Hanzheng hooked his lips and did not speak.
Turn around and leave.
"Young man, can you wait a minute? I'm afraid that my granddaughter won't be able to find me, and I'm going to call again, and she is probably quite close to coming, so you can wait here for her to come. โ
"You shouldn't have anything to do during the New Year, and you have a holiday at work, right?"
Chen Hanzheng didn't stop for a moment, and continued to walk forward.
He's not a good guy in the traditional sense, he's hard-hearted.
The old lady saw that he did not stop, and immediately chased after him.
"It's so cold, if my granddaughter can't find me, I'll probably freeze to death on this bridge."
Chen Hanzheng: "I'll call the police for you." โ
"Hey, young man, I'll be honest with you, I just saw you standing on the bridge alone for half a day, I'm afraid you won't be able to think about it, you're still so young, don't do stupid things."
Chen Hanzheng: "......"
He raised his hand, hailed a taxi, and was about to get into the car, when the old lady took his hand: "Young man, don't think about it." โ
Chen Hanzheng indifferently withdrew his hand and reported an address to the driver.
The old lady could only watch the car drive away.
Her granddaughter is Shu Banyan, Shu Banyan is coming over, and Chen Hanzheng said that he would not stay here.
On the windows of the car, the cold wind blows on the face, which makes people's nerves numb.
The heart is also numb.
He took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair.
Say you don't want to see her? See.
I don't just want to see, I want to sleep.
Some tastes are unforgettable, Chen Hanzheng took a deep breath, rubbed his hair indiscriminately, and lit a cigarette irritably.
Driver: "Sir, no smoking in the car. โ
Chen Hanzheng took a cigarette in his mouth, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, sat in a wanton posture, and his voice was vague and irritable: "Then you stop." โ
Driver: "You can't park on this block." โ
"Then I'll jump out of the car, okay?"
He didn't seem to be joking, and the driver was taken aback: "...... You smoke it. โ
After all, the old lady persuaded him not to think about it just now, and the driver listened to it, for fear that someone would die in his car.
When I got to the place, I quickly parked the car, but I didn't collect the money, and I stepped on the accelerator and ran away.
Chen Hanzheng: "......"
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The moment Shu Banyan received a strange call, he heard the sentence "Yangtze River Bridge"
I chuckled in my heart, and the whole person was stunned for at least two or three seconds, and then it was my grandmother who asked me to pick up her voice.
She didn't even pack up, didn't wear a coat, wore slippers and took the car keys and hurriedly drove to the Yangtze River Bridge.
But when I arrived at the place, I was the only one with my grandmother.
"You're here, it's cold."
"I knew I wouldn't let the taxi stop just now, and I saw a young man standing on the bridge, looking like he was going to kill himself."
Shu Banyan frowned: "How tall?" What does it look like? โ
Grandma recalled: "It has to be 1.9 meters, he grows very tall, and the whole person looks very lazy, do you tell me that he doesn't go home for the New Year, how scary is he standing alone on the bridge?" โ
"You young people are jumping off buildings and rivers at every turn, what should your family do?"
"He's going to jump into the river?!"
"Isn't it?" Grandma frowned: "There is no love for life." โ
Shu Banyan frowned, and found a photo of Chen Hanzheng from the mobile phone album, this is his ID photo, and his name is Chen Rin.
"Is that him?"
"Yes, yes, that's him, do you know?" Grandma immediately said, "Then you should call him quickly and ask where he is." โ
Shu Banyan pursed his lips: "I'll send you back first." โ
The ancestral home of the Shu family is not in Cloud City, because the business has come here, so they settled here, but the old lady at home is not in Cloud City.
The old lady rarely came over, and when she did, she rarely came out to visit, this was the first time.
She was driving the car, somewhat absent-minded.
Would someone like him not be able to think about it? Ruthless and indifferent, work and private are very separated.
Even that kind of thing can be very self-controlled, you can see that he is addicted, but at the same time he also keeps his sanity.
Shu Banyan gritted his teeth and drove the car all the way to Shu's house.
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The other side.
Wen Yin was going to go to Yan Qing and them for New Year's Eve, but the three of them cooperated with others today, and there was no time to talk, so she was at home.
But already packing, she was going back to the base.
Receiving Fu Xu's reply, Wen Yin smiled.
He said so, but he couldn't come.
After all, the Fu family's family style is very strict.
She sat in the empty room, as deserted as she had been for so many years.
"Bell bell bellโ"
The phone rings.
from her mother, Li Ni Yuan.
Wen Yin frowned, she would call every Chinese New Year.
picked it up, and the voice over there was gentle: "Yinyin, Happy New Year, what did you eat tonight?" โ
"Nothing."
There was a stunned moment: "Are you feeling better?" โ
"Hmm." Wen Yin sat on the sofa and responded lukewarmly.
"Happy New Year."
Wen Yin replied: "Happy New Year, if there is nothing to do, I will hang up the phone first." โ
"Don't-" Li Niyuan: "Mom called this time to tell you that the previous thing was that Mom was sorry for you, but Mom couldn't ......help it."
"Yinyin, my mother loves you very much, your health is not good, I worry about you all day long, but your father he-"
Li Niyuan inhaled, and her voice had become sobbed: "But don't worry, you will no longer be alone during the Chinese New Year next year, my mother will spend it with you next year, and I will take you to a good place next year." โ
Wen Yin didn't understand the meaning of Li Niyuan's words: "You don't have to worry about me, I'm already an adult." โ
"Yinyin, mom hopes that your health can be better, you can't always live in the Fu family and trouble others."
Wen Yin sneered: "You didn't think about it like that before. โ
She admits that Li Niyuan will care about her, but it is all verbal.
There has never been an actual, always saying one thing and doing another.
"Groan, Mommy......"
"Li Niyuan, which wild man are you talking to on the phone again?"
"Do you still have wild seeds out there?"
Before Li Niyuan finished speaking, Wen Yin heard Wen Ming's voice on the other side.
Immediately, Li Niyuan whispered: "Mom will call you when the time comes." โ
Wen Yin was stunned, what did Wen Ming's words mean?
Wen Ming also knows that she is not biological?
Although they don't live together much, they understand that Wen Ming is a person who can't tolerate any sand in his eyes.
If he knew, then Li Niyuan would not have a good life.
Wen Yin held the phone in his hand and sighed slightly.
But they never cared if she had a good life.
"Click-"
While he was pondering and distressing, the door was opened from the outside.
The man entered the house with food in his hand, dressed in dust.
Wen Yin's eyes lit up: "Brother, why are you here?" โ
"By car." Fu Xu put the car keys: "I wanted to come over for dinner at home to come over to meet you for the New Year's Eve, but there are guests at home who are not easy to walk away." โ
He entered the room and familiarly probed the temperature of her hands, which was not so cold, but a chill on the man's hands.
"What did you buy?"
"Something you can eat." Fu Xu rubbed Wen Yin's head: "Happy New Year, Yin Yin baby." โ
Wen Yin leaned over and hugged him, and his breath became stable when he approached him: "Happy New Year, brother." โ
"Let's eat, I'll go back tomorrow at noon."
Wen Yin raised his head: "Why are you working so hard?" โ
The two of them are already very familiar with each other, and they are already familiar with taking advantage of him.
As you speak, you reach out and touch your abs.
Then he smiled and said, "It's good to keep it up." โ
The shoulders are wide and the waist is thin, and the body proportions are better than those of the model.
The waist is strong.
"Come back and fulfill your New Year's resolutions."
"My New Year's resolution?" Wen Yin blinked his eyes: "What did you say?" โ
Fu Xu pointed to his phone.
Wen Yin instantly understood.
She is indeed provocative, after all, people are quite far away.
Who would have thought that he would really come over.
"emmmm......" Wen Yin raised his eyes, his hand still not letting go of him.
The waist is very good.
"Then I...... Will it be knocked off? โ
Fu Xu chuckled, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was numb: "Brother is holding your waist, I can't fly." โ
"You won't say you're gentle."
"I've always been gentle."
"You've never been a man."
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Meanwhile.
Shu Banyan sent her grandmother home, said hello to the family, and found an excuse to go out again.
In the car, she was holding her phone.
Contact details are not deleted.
But Chen Hanzheng said that he will not use this mobile phone and this WeChat anymore.
Shu Banyan sighed heavily, clicked on the WeChat circle of friends, and there was nothing.
Leaning back in his chair, he rubbed his eyebrows.
Never mind.
Dew marriage, what does he care about?
When he exited, he accidentally took a picture of his head.
Shu Banyan: "!!!! โ
WeChat pat this is simply a netherworld function!!
Chen Hanzheng's side, when he took out his mobile phone, he saw a new dialog box.
[Shu Banyan patted your ass and said it's really warped]
Chen Hanzheng, who saw my comment: Please realize my wish
Me: I have a request
Chen Hanzheng: ?
Me: Tonight for me to knife those readers who don't vote every day (dog head jpg. I see who dares to urge)
ps: Don't panic, Brother Zheng doesn't knife waste, we have to be honored, after all, we are big shots before we will be stabbed
(End of chapter)