The love marathon that started at the age of 16 must burn out a lot of enthusiasm, or it can really be like an "old couple" for many years......

Dong and Chun, hiding in a corner of the campus, the two of them lived impatiently.

Winter, winter is cold and stubborn, and he hides all his thoughts under the snow.

Spring, spring is beautiful, people are full of yearning, she always has fantastic and wonderful fantasies to fill her world.

"Hey! The washing machine didn't move. ”

"Hey......"

Yu Feihong's voice was very low and very light, and she didn't speak loudly because the person didn't react, but just shouted a few times.

Yu Yanqiao wore a long-sleeved sweater, put his hands behind his waist, and walked slowly to the bathroom.

Yu Feihong leaned against the door with her apron on, like a wife waiting for her husband to solve the problem, her body shook a few times from time to time, and she didn't seem to care if the washing machine could be repaired.

"It's bad as you say, it's bad, it's like you!"

"Humph......"

Yu Feihong put one hand on her waist, and sneered coldly, as if she was bored with her husband, but it was cold.

"Is there no power?"

Yu Yanqiao pushed the frame, tilted his head and squinted at it, and Yu Feihong beside him twisted his body and said:

"Fart, the radio is still playing!"

At this moment, the sound of the radio on the side came from the back room:

Our reporter Liang Yue reported that China's annual education conference was held in the Great Hall yesterday...... The ...... of China's nine-year compulsory education has been realized by the Education Commission"

After Yu Yanqiao was fiddling around the washing machine, he saw that there was nothing he could do, so he had to sigh, turn his head and say to her:

"Why don't you wash it by hand?"

Yu Feihong clasped her hands to her chest, her face was cold, and she turned her head, her tone was impatient, and said:

"If you don't wash it, you have to wash it, you can wash it yourself."

Yu Yanqiao glanced at her and didn't say a word, and finally, the two appeared on the rooftop together, drying the freshly washed clothes together.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoshuai is standing on another high-rise building, shooting from the perspective of an overhead lens.

The two figures unwrapped their clothes very familiarly, shook off the water droplets, hung them on the rope one by one, and stretched the wrinkled surface of the clothes, looking so natural and plain.

In the early 90s, the tide of going abroad was surging, and the economic tide was sweeping.

Su Tong said in a novel: "Let's go, let's go, this year is the year of betraying the motherland, either a hero or a deserter." ”

Therefore, yearning for the United States may be the dream of a generation, just like nine * seven Hong Kong Island, ten rooms and nine emptiness.

Dong and Chun were originally a teacher couple living in a corner of the campus, but with the arrival of the wave of reform and opening up, the pair of hearts that have long been tired of the current backwater and restless have been revitalized.

They had heard that there was a country on the other side of the Atlantic that gave birth to the hippie movement and pop culture, and that it was also a country with a great wealth of material civilization, and would be a paradise for lovers of literature and art.

At that time, their pores were distended and their blood pressure was elevated, so they must see it.

Depressed, the painter Dong is bent on selling his paintings overseas to earn dollars and go to the other side of the ocean.

Girlfriend Chun, dialed the other party's paid ocean phone, from the heart that seemed to be about to be extinguished in the ordinary life, in several calls with her ex-boyfriend, she was ready to leave everything in front of her and go to a foreign country to open up a new world.

The two people have the same demands, but their relationship has suddenly deteriorated, and a breakup is inevitable.

"What did you say?"

Yu Feihong's cold eyes looked a little lively at the moment, Yu Yanqiao glanced at her, took a deep breath of the cigarette between his fingers, and sighed:

"The man was a liar."

Bell ......

The table clock in the corridor rang suddenly, Yu Feihong's face turned pale in an instant, and her cold eyes showed a trace of pain at the moment.

For them, as teachers at CAFA College, the material is okay, but the spiritual poverty makes them live in pain.

The crook didn't buy his paintings, but cheated him out of his money, and the relationship between winter and spring seems to end there.

"I'm pregnant."

Yu Feihong sat on the chair and said a sentence lightly.

Yu Yanqiao, who bowed his head and muttered a cigarette roll speechlessly, raised his head suddenly, and a trace of expectation flashed in his empty eyes.

"I'm going to knock it out."

Yu Feihong seemed to be narrating a trivial matter, and her expressionless face, twitched slightly for an afternoon at this moment, and her cold eyes looked at him without timidity.

At this time, she looked like a mean woman, her eyes were very aggressive, and her calm tone made her look like a machine, and she said slowly:

"He wrote to me asking me about my thoughts on going abroad."

He, Yu Yanqiao knows, that is her ex-boyfriend, that is the person who can guarantee Chun's material life.

For his ideals, Chun waited silently by his side, she never expressed her suggestions for Dong's oil paintings, but when he needed it, she would be used as a model for oil paintings.

Now, a new life beckons to her, so, Haru, tired of life at the moment, wants to escape.

"My dad asked me to take you back and see what happened!"

Yu Yanqiao didn't answer her words, but talked about another thing, but his expression was begging.

"Hmm."

Yu Feihong stretched her sleeves and replied in a muffled voice.

For many years, they had never quarreled, but they wanted a big one.

However, Sven's pair did not in the end, and the air was filled with mild but deadly indifference.

……

October 19.

Gan four, the auspicious day of the zodiac.

No. 2 Seven Bars on North West Road, Moqi Big Plate Chicken.

Bang Bang Bang ......

A series of firecrackers exploded repeatedly, and the pungent smoke filled the air, and passers-by were attracted by the movement.

"Neighbors, our store Moqi Dapan Chicken has moved here from next door, and now it has been renovated and upgraded.

In order to repay the love of our customers, we hereby give back three days, all the consumption in our store will be 7% off, 7% off!

The store also specially invited Tianjin cross talk masters to perform in our store for three consecutive days, and the big guys listened to cross talk while eating, okay! ”

Xu Chunhong is also a well-known female boss on this street, at this time she is wearing a big red dress and delicate makeup, and she is not ashamed, she stopped at the door and shouted loudly.

"Hey, it's noon anyway, go in and take a look, look at the decoration, go in and eat two bites, try it?"

"Let's go!"

This is the first time that customers have come to eat because of the opening ceremony.

"Yo, Boss Xu, this dress is fascinating."

"This isn't Brother Zhang, you haven't been here for a long time, go in and sit, I'll call someone to greet you!"

This looked like an old customer, so he proudly put out the score and let Xu Chunhong welcome him in.

Guo Degang, who was wearing a long coat, was also a second person, and before the show started, he rolled up his sleeves and actually helped the waiter serve food.

After a good meal, his chubby cheeks were sweating, after all, he was a literary and art worker, and his physical fitness was not good.

In the spare time of busy work, Guo Degang saw Xu Chunhong at the door, finally had a little time to rest, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, saying:

"Boss Xu, this is such a big deal, why didn't you see Boss Yu, people are busy with other things?"

Looking at Guo Degang's drunkard's appearance of not drinking, Xu Chunhong, who had worked hard all the way from the market, saw through it at a glance, pursed his lips, and said with a smile:

"Master Guo, don't you think about it, what did my brother say to you, I'm still the same, don't worry, we are not such petty people, your hard work is indispensable."

Seeing that this woman was also straightforward, Guo Degang sneered:

"What are you talking about, you invited me to come, that is to look down on me, I can be a villain."

Don't blame Guo Degang for licking his face like this to curry favor, he is really afraid of being deceived, it is better to ask about this kind of thing first, after all, his boss is not there, and he is also afraid of ripping off.

After feeling much more stable, Guo Degang put down his sleeves, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and went on stage, first waved to the diners in the audience, and said:

"Good afternoon, everyone, my name is Guo Degang, but I am not a master in Boss Xu's mouth.

Just an ordinary cross talk actor, a native of Tianjin, I was invited to come over today to talk about cross talk to you, and also to help the big guys......"

Guo Degang knows what these people like to listen to, and he is very vulgar, and from time to time he mixes a few colored sentences in the paragraph, and the diners who listened to it laughed from ear to ear, thinking that this person was quite authentic.

Taking advantage of the gap, Ju Hong, the newly promoted foreman, ran to Xu Chunhong and accosted:

"This is a housewarming, Qiaozi, if you don't come, what's going on!"

Xu Chunhong glanced at her, turned around and took a bottle of two pots from the counter and handed it to the waiter, and said to her:

"It's strange that he can come, maybe he's nesting in that mountain now."