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- Update time: 2012-06-13
"My name is Dujuan, and I care for 3-year-olds. What about you?"
"We? People from society." Yang Zongbao joked calmly.
"So, where do you work? Do you live together? How long have you been together?"
Yang Zongbao couldn¡¯t resist the machine gun-like continuous fire problem.
"Okay, I'm so annoyed, let's go." Baoguo waved away Dujuan and pulled Yang Zongbao away: "Go and have a drink."
¡°You really have a good character.¡± Although Du Juan was pushed aside, she was still intoxicated in her unclean imagination.
¡°The students in your school have terrible personalities.¡± Baoguo said dissatisfied.
"It's okay, don't you think it's cute?" Yang Zongbao deliberately teased Baoguo.
"Okay, okay, I don't like the compact size, probably not 160 yet. I don't want to be said to be a father with his daughter."
"You're thinking too much" Yang Zongbao didn't say what he said later. Du Juan thought of himself and Bao Guo as a couple. It's estimated that Bao Guo, a straight-faced person, couldn't think of such a profound topic.
For dinner, Baoguo decided to treat him to a good meal. I found a high-end seafood hotpot restaurant.
¡°It¡¯s a bit expensive.¡± Yang Zongbao visually estimated that this table might eat up half of his living expenses for the semester.
"It's okay, I still have this little money." Baoguo's heart was bleeding. Why is our brother Bao so depressed now?
Because the seats are not in private rooms, one waiter takes care of a row of tables. Of course, the waiter¡¯s stay at Yang Zongbao¡¯s table is relatively short.
"Eat, you're welcome, just eat." Baoguo handed it to Yang Zongbao enthusiastically.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t speak, he just kept eating and moving at a constant speed. There is no urgency at all, he eats normally and looks good when he eats. To be precise, the head remains still and only the manual movement is used.
It has been like this since childhood. Baoguo has never been able to figure out why it is so strange to see Yang Zongbao eating. It turns out that the reason is that his head does not move. Most people would put their heads slightly closer to the bowl, but Yang Zongbao preferred to lift the bowl. This is a very different attitude from others. This way you sit upright while eating.
"Eat, eat, eat more"
Before Baoguo finished speaking, he suddenly found that the table had been swept away, leaving nothing but a few vegetable leaves.
"Brother Bao, you really know how to eat."
Baoguo can only sigh like this from the bottom of his heart.
"Well, there aren't many opportunities like this, so you can eat as much as you can."
¡°Then do you want some more?¡±
"You can have some."
"Well¡¡"
Yang Zongbao doesn¡¯t drink alcohol. In his words, alcohol numbs his nerves, so he rarely drinks unless it¡¯s for socializing.
I ordered some vegetarian dishes again, because eating too much meat made me tired.
"Can you please not wear your gold chain next time? It's vulgar."
After eating, Yang Zongbao had the opportunity to evaluate Baoguo¡¯s new equipment.
"What about this? Some people said it would be better if I brought some gold this year. I have been so unlucky recently."
"Then you should be thinner, this one looks like a dog leash."
¡°I¡¯ll change it next time.¡±
Baoguo accepted Yang Zongbao¡¯s opinions in full.
"Are you full?"
"I am full."
"Then I'll take you back?"
"It's not a girl, the old men don't like this."
After Yang Zongbao refused, he slowly walked to school.
I ate too much just now, and now my stomach hurts. Simply walk slowly and take a walk. This month has been really decadent. Yang Zongbao didn't know how long he had been doing nothing like this. It seems that all life is fixed at the age of 12. From the age of 12, I have become aware of the warmth and coldness of the world, and I also know that everyone will become cruel.
In a difficult environment in those two years, if he hadn't encountered his teacher Monksberg. Perhaps Yang Zongbao couldn't help that time at all.
The teacher is from the Netherlands. When he was imprisoned, he was completely heartbroken. Witnessed with my own eyes the most despicable thing in the world.
Mental patients may be the darlings of God. They often forget their own pain and pursue the ultimate in a certain aspect of human character. They are sick and violent, but these are not the most disgusting. What Yang Zongbao can't stand the most are those normal people who think they are moral defenders.
¡°The mentally ill there are prisoners who committed suicide and were executed with a suspended death sentence. They have not been given the right to live since they stepped into that place. Being naked every dayAs the battle between sex and disease continues, many people do not receive timely treatment and lead to death. I have also faced despair, trying my best to hide my figure like a zombie, just trying to live one day at a time. Until the teacher gives me hope.
Even though the teacher is not a normal person, everything he gave me has now become my precious life experience. There is still a soft white figure in my heart, and I don¡¯t know where it is now.
"Hey, who is that, hey"
Someone called from behind, but Yang Zongbao didn't think it was him and ignored him. It wasn't until his arm was hugged that he felt pain.
"Ah yo."
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't notice the injury on your hand."
Yang Zongbao looked back and seemed to have seen this girl somewhere. She was small and as small as an apple.
¡°It¡¯s me, it¡¯s me, Dujuan, where is the handsome guy you were with during the day?¡± The little girl looked around exaggeratedly.
"Oh." Yang finally answered her, and then walked away.
"I said, why are you ignoring people?"
"Um."
"Can you just say yes?"
"Um."
"You are really boring. That handsome guy during the day is your boyfriend"
The problem continued, and the girl followed Yang Zongbao closely.
"You shouldn't call me Dujuan." Yang Zongbao suddenly stopped.
"What should it be called?"
"Sparrow, you are very noisy. Besides, I don't want to answer a lot of your questions, and I have no obligation to answer them. Also, please stop following me."
" Watching Yang Zongbao's figure walking away gradually, the corners of Du Juan's surprised mouth gradually curved up. It seemed that he had found an interesting person. There were few men who could speak harshly to a cute girl like him.
¡°A sparrow, right? Then wouldn¡¯t it be nice to transform into a sparrow from tomorrow onwards?¡±
Yang Zongbao doesn't care about her little girl mentality. Now she feels uncomfortable all over and is anxious to go back and lie down.
He also met a busty woman on the elevator, but she ignored him and turned her nostrils upward. Yang Zongbao also couldn't talk to him casually and was looking for trouble.
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In the living room, Mei Wenxin was sitting on the sofa eating snacks, wearing pajamas.
¡°It¡¯s not that Yang Zongbao is conservative, it¡¯s that he has never been alone in a room with a woman, except for Shen Huanhan last time.
"You are right. The hotels around the school are full today, so I will stay here for one night." Mei Wenxin explained.
"oh."
Yang Zongbao is like oh, there are no other words.
"Zhang Lanfeng is on duty tonight."
"oh."
"The others are temporarily busy."
"oh."
"There are only two of us left tonight."
"oh."
Yang Zongbao really didn¡¯t want to talk today because he was too full.
Back in his room, Yang Zongbao played Mozart's "Requiem" on a cassette recorder. This cassette was washed by Yang Zongbao. Because not all of the Requiem was written by Mozart, only part of it was. It was added later by people, but the ghostwriting has lost its original flavor. Only a genius like Mozart, who had been poor, ill, and depressed all his life, could write the sounds of nature that settled his soul.
Yang Zongbao is not used to today¡¯s Walkmans and the like, and still likes something more substantial. For example, I like paper books and write with pens, including brushes and inkstones. In today's age where electronic information is abundant, Yang Zongbao is an outlier. Until now, he does not have his own computer. Although he can use it, he can only browse the web. He is far from using a computer as a work tool. Thinking of this, Yang Zongbao becomes very excited. I feel like I have to go to some departments to take a seat.
"I said, can you finish playing this song? Every time, you stop in the middle." Mei Wenxin leaned against the door of Yang Zongbao's room. She was startled when she heard "Requiem" in the living room just now. She waited until she heard it. After that, it¡¯s gone and it starts all over again. This feeling is like eating something stuck in the throat, which is very uncomfortable, so I can't help but come over to see this strange man.
"I only like the first half."
Although Mei Wenxin is now wearing a relatively cool bohemian waistcoat and long skirt, her arms are exposed, she is small, round, and her figure is fully displayed. But Yang Zongbao is really not in the mood to appreciate it. There are too many things waiting for him to do now, and two weeks of rest is already the limit. In addition, there is always a white figure in my heart.
"You are such a weird person."
Seeing that Yang Zongbao was very cold, Mei Wenxin didn't ask for trouble, so she went back to Zhang Lanfeng's room to sleep.
Yang Zongbao moved a chair and lay on the balcony, took out the "American Anesthesiologists' Handbook" and started reading. It¡¯s not that Yang Zongbao doesn¡¯t care about China, but it¡¯s not an exaggeration to say that China¡¯s medical technology is 10 years behind the United States. Chinese medical schools train technicians, while foreign ones train doctors. This is deeply understood from his teacher.
When I first came into contact with the teacher, the teacher spoke English and I spoke Chinese, so there was a language barrier between them. But after two years of contact, we can communicate very well. Now I can understand English papers because I am grateful to the teacher and keep studying.
Yang Zongbao was very excited to study for the first time in two weeks. The smell of paper, which he had not smelled for a long time, made him want to stop. He was immersed in the unique smell of ink in the book until dawn.
Mei Wenxin woke up very early. The unfamiliar place kept her awake all night. In addition, that weird guy named Yang Zongbao kept hearing the "Requiem" all night long, and it was like attending a funeral. uncomfortable. When I first arrived, I had two dark circles under my eyes and looked haggard.
Mei Wenxin is an exquisite woman. As the saying goes, no matter whether a woman is beautiful or not, she still needs to take care of herself, so Mei Wenxin treats herself more favorably. The cosmetics are from luxury brands that girls of the same age cannot afford.
Mei Wenxin knows that she is beautiful and is good at using this weapon to get what she wants. Few people know that beneath their innocent appearance, they also hide the despicable little thoughts of secular women.
There are no simple people in this world.
Mei Wenxin yawned as she walked past Yang Zongbao's room, ready to complain. But as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Yang Zongbao sitting on the balcony. The sky was dim and the lamp at hand was still on. His hair was slightly curly, and he was facing away from himself. He had a cigarette in his mouth and a pamphlet in his hand. His skin was a little dry, and he obviously hadn't slept all night.
I don¡¯t know why such a scene shocked Mei Wenxin so much that she couldn¡¯t even say anything to complain. There was a tingling warmth flowing through my heart, which was sour and painful.
What¡¯s wrong with you? Mei Wenxin gently touched her chest with her hands, and there was actually a lot of throbbing inside. This was so abnormal. The man in front of me is not particularly handsome, and he is dressed very rustically, but if you look carefully, you can see that he has some indescribable temperament. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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