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When the hotel came out, Sister Zhou said goodbye and went home first. Wang Youjie saw that it was still early, so he proposed to go to the nearby Jing'an Park for a walk. Bouli agreed.
Along the way, there are dense and tall plane trees, blocking out most of the lights.
The two walked forward hand in hand. Bree thought for a moment and asked, "Feeling a little frustrated tonight?" ”
"With all this outcome, can I not be frustrated?" Wang Youjie smiled weakly and said, "It's my shame to be unsuccessful." So to be honest, it's impossible not to feel bad in your heart! ”
"With this difficulty, you deserve such a big emotion?" Brie laughed.
The king did not make a sound.
"How proud are you? How energetic are you? Bu Li smiled, turned sideways to Wang Youjie and smiled, "Someone said on WeChat a few days ago that he would go to the soup for me and die for ----,."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Youjie laughed to himself.
Bu Li looked at Wang Youjie with some strange eyes.
Wang Youjie didn't speak, only smiled and looked at Bu Li.
Bu Li suddenly remembered a joke that Wang Youjie had said. He said, "There is actually another sentence after this sentence, which is that as long as it doesn't rain on Sunday, I will definitely come to see you."
"You ----," Bu Li pointed at Wang Youjie with his finger.
In the end, both of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.
There was an empty Coke bottle on the sidewalk. Wang Youjie took a look, and there happened to be a garbage can not far away.
After thinking about it, Wang Youjie started with one foot, and the beverage can "swished" off the ground with a "---".
It's just a pity that in the end, it smashed on the outside of the trash can with a "bang", but it didn't shoot directly into it.
However, with this hard kick, Wang Youjie's mood was much better.
Clapping his hands, he walked over and picked up the drink can and put it in the trash. After putting it away, he bowed his head childishly and smiled at the back of the bone.
Bu Li looked at Wang Youjie, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile and curt: How can you do such a low-level thing when you are so old? It's more than 30 years old, and it doesn't seem like they have grown up.
Following a few steps, Bu Li took Wang Youjie's arm and said with a smile: "Don't you know that it's embarrassing?" ”
Wang Youjie smiled and said, "You mean I didn't have a foot in place just now?" ”
Bu Li twisted Wang Youjie's arm hard.
With a smile, Wang Youjie said: "I have been in a bad mood these days, which makes you smile." ”
In fact, Wang Youjie himself knows that what he will face next is not only the old lady of the Buli family, but also the house, a major "hidden danger" that cannot be bypassed.
This is a more realistic reality than that of the old lady.
Because no matter what Wang Youjie thinks and plans, the house in Shanghai seems to be far from his imagination, and he feels that it is not only too high and unattainable, but also an impossible existence.
If there are other things that can be overcome by working your own, then the housing price is like a chasm between yourself and Buli.
"The point, this is just the beginning, and I don't know how many tough battles there will be in the future?" Wang Youjie sighed.
Bu Li held Wang Youjie, and the two walked slowly. No sound.
Before you know it, you will arrive at Jing'an Temple.
At night, the temple is illuminated by colorful lights, making it extraordinarily peaceful. After looking at it for a long time, it seems that there is an instant surrounding of a divine power, which makes people look more dignified from a distance.
The streets are full of pedestrians and the streets are colorful.
Next to Paramount, the neon is still there.
The nearby high-rise buildings rise one by one, and they are full of light. Not far away, the Yan'an Road elevated highway is full of traffic, and the river is endless.
Looking around, solemn temples, graceful dance halls, modern department stores, Yushu high-rise buildings and other new and old architectural forms with different styles are highlighted by the night and neon, highlighting everything here is different.
Wang Youjie stood in place, looking at the scene in front of him for a long time.
King Brilala held his arm and whispered, "What are you thinking?" Why don't you go forward? ”
Wang Youjie smiled and said, "I'll tell you another allusion, do you want to listen to it?" ”
The cloth is also established.
In the third year of Zhenyuan, the sixteen-year-old Bai Juyi came to Chang'an, Kyoto for the first time from the south of the Yangtze River, and took his poems to visit celebrities. Seeing the name of "Bai Juyi" on the manuscript of the poem, he joked: "Chang'an rice is expensive, and it is not easy to live!" However, when I looked through the manuscript of the poem, I read that "the grass is separated from the plain, and the grass is one year old and one is withered." The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows", he immediately applauded and said: "Good poem! Wencai is like this, what's so difficult to live in! I was just kidding! Later, Gu Jing often talked about Bai Juyi's poetry to others and praised him. In this way, Bai Juyi's poem name slowly spread.
Bu Li looked at Wang Youjie, not knowing what he wanted to express?
"It's never been easy to live!"
Wang Youjie let out a heavy sigh, and then said: "A few families are happy and a few families are sad. Especially for those of us who have nothing to rely on, this is especially true of the current magic capital. ”
Butty bowed his head and did not make a sound.
Wang Youjie looked down at Bu Li, thought for a while, and said, "Also, with my current situation, you are good, you never ask me how to buy a house, whether I can afford to buy a house, and so on." Do you ---, you don't know, or do you -----? ”
Bree didn't speak.
Wang Youjie stared at Bu Li and did not move.
"Of course I'm stupid." Bu Li smiled at this time and said, "However, as the saying goes, marry a chicken with a chicken and marry a dog with a dog." Isn't it always something that you men should think about? Our little girl just needs to take care of the house in the future, okay? ”
The king is no longer ringing.
Standing still for a while, the two of them continued to walk forward.
Bu Li asked again: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's eleven." Do you have any plans for the holidays? ”
Wang Youjie stretched out his arms and bent down.
After thinking about it, he said: "It's still the original plan, and strive to visit your house 'personally' on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival." Eleven, my parents may come to Shanghai, and I think it's time to discuss some things with them. ”