Chapter Twenty-Seven: What Do You Ask For?
Until the evening, Zhang Chuyi didn't see Xu Si, some people said that they saw him at noon, as if he was with Ren Fei, the person in charge of the Central China Region.
The scandal between the two is an open secret in the company, Xu Si has admired Ren Fei for many years, and there is also Zhao Dong's matchmaking.
However, Ren Fei's attitude was not particularly clear, he did not refuse or accept, and just hung like this.
Zhang Chuyi felt that if he spent so many years chasing a girl, and the other side didn't say yes or no, then he would definitely give up decisively.
But probably this is love, he's a virgin who has never had much experience and is not qualified to evaluate too much, anyway, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
As the old saying goes, the fierce girl is afraid of pestering Lang, maybe the fourth brother will lick it for a few more years, and maybe he will really lick Ren Fei's hands.
After playing with his mobile phone for a while, just as Zhang Chuyi was about to go to bed, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
"Who?" Zhang Chuyi asked vigilantly.
"It's me, Wang Ye, Brother Zhang, you haven't slept yet, have you?"
"The king is also long." Zhang Chu will open the door, "It's so late, is there something wrong?" ”
"There's something I want to ask you, I wonder if you'd like to walk with me in the fields?" Wang also made a gesture of please and said with a smile.
Zhang Chuyi hesitated for a moment, but quickly nodded.
The two left their residence and came to the field behind the Lu family's old house.
The moon is not big tonight, but the stars are bright.
The evening breeze of Yu Xia rustled the bamboo forest next to it, and the invisible frogs in the fields sang loudly, adding a bit of silence to the night in the noise.
"Wang Yedao, if you have anything you want to ask, just ask, there are a lot of mosquitoes at night." Zhang Chuyi put his hands in his pockets, opened his mouth and yawned.
"Brother Zhang, you must have had a hard time in the past few years," Wang also asked, but the content was homely.
Zhang Chuyi smiled: "It's not bitter, it depends on who you compare with, there are many hard-working people in the world, I haven't had disasters or illnesses in the past few years, except for eating, drinking and having fun, I've survived." ”
"It's a little different from what I imagined, looking at the analysis of others on the Internet, I directly described you as a bitter and hateful lone star, the kind that wants to take revenge on society at any time."
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhang Chuyi couldn't help laughing: "I finally survived until I had a peaceful birthday, and I had nothing to do to take revenge on the society when I was full?" ”
"That's right." Wang Ye also smiled, "Brother Zhang really doesn't hide it, in fact, I am a warlock." ”
"Pain or Destruction? I play punishment riding. Zhang Chuyi smiled.
"This version of destruction doesn't work...... Ahh Who's talking to you about Warcraft! Wang Ye was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet, "Warlock refers to the aliens who cultivate the gossip of the Qimen, and they are a group of people who study the wisdom passed down from their ancestors!" ”
"Don't be in a hurry, Elder Wang." Zhang Chuyi patted Wang Ye on the shoulder, "I saw that your expression was so serious, just kidding, you are a warlock, and then what?" ”
Wang also took a deep breath and said, "In addition to cultivating Qimen gossip, warlocks can also do divination.
I saw the news about you a while ago, and out of curiosity, I gave you a divination, do you want to know what the result is? ”
"I don't want to." Zhang Chuyi shook his head, "The unknowable future is the driving force behind our progress, if we know the results in advance, is there still any point in working hard?" ”
Wang Ye sneered: "Your words are quite reasonable, but unfortunately I didn't get any results from your divination." ”
"What do you mean?" Zhang Chuyi suddenly became interested.
"I can't see your future." Wang Ye's eyes were fixed on Zhang Chuyi, as if he wanted to see something, "Except for the dead, I can peek into everyone's fate, even if it's just the tip of the iceberg."
But only you, obviously alive, but the future seems to not exist, unobservable, unpredictable, full of infinite variables.
So I'm curious, and I want to go down the mountain to meet you, the inheritor of the Eight Wonders, what it's like. ”
Zhang Chuyi smiled and asked, "Then Daoist Wang Ye has seen me now, what do you think of me?" ”
"The contact is still shallow, and it is not very easy to evaluate." Wang Ye sighed softly and looked up at the starry sky: "In fact, even if you look at not only your future, but this situation will appear, which shows that you are by no means an ordinary person, and it is possible to bring great changes to the world."
Combined with some rumors about you on the Internet, I even suspected that you might cause trouble to the world, but when I saw it today, I found that at least in this matter, I misjudged. ”
"I can't see that Daoist Wang Ye is still a great sage who cares about the world."
"The Great Sage of Fart." Wang also smiled, "I'm just asking for peace of mind, but you, what are you asking for in this life?" ”
"Me?" Zhang Chuyi smiled, and his eyes gradually became deeper: "Before, I thought that what I was asking for was a comfortable life, and I could live in this world openly.
But when it really happened, I found that it didn't seem to be the case, and I always felt that I was not very good, as if something was missing.
It feels like there's a thick layer of black fog in front of you, so you can't see the final answer at all. ”
"So you don't know what you're asking for." Wang Ye laughed when he heard this, "Then it seems that we can be called the same kind." ”
"Like-minded?" Zhang Chuyi muttered.
When I looked up, I found that Wang Ye had already walked away.
"There is a lot of trouble tonight, Poor Dao will leave first, I wish you a good dream, Brother Zhang."
Listening to Wang Ye's farewell, Zhang Chuyi gradually showed a smile......
The next day, the Lu family's birthday banquet officially opened.
Ten guys gathered at a table, and this meeting has not been seen for several years.
However, the theme of this birthday banquet is to make a name for young people, so the bigwigs talk about their own proud heirs the most, and young people are always eating and eating when they are called over by the master and the grandfather, to say hello to the elders, and to make a familiar face.
Zhang Chuyi and Uncle Xiao are probably too famous, so the old master didn't call them, the two of them clinked glasses with soy milk, and they had a good time.
And at Lu Linglong's table next door, a group of young people who had just entered high school were also clamoring to compete for the amount of alcohol.
In normal times, Bao Zhun wants to eat a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots, but the adults at the birthday banquet are all staggered, so naturally no one cares about these half-sized children.
As they drank, several boys began to speak.
Hidden Dragon drank the most, and directly confessed to Lu Linglong, saying that it was love at first sight for her, and promised to format all his hard drives when he went back this time to see if he was sincere.
This outrageous promise was naturally scolded by Lu Linglong, which caused other friends to laugh.
In a fuss, Lu Linglong actually walked over with a glass of beer.
"Brother Chu Yi, Lingyu Zhenren, I want to toast you three cups!" Lu Linglong laughed boldly, and her beautiful face was flushed with a touch of red because of the alcohol.