1980 My literary era

Lin Weimin left Han Zhuangzhuang and went to open the door. Standing at the door were actually two lesbians.

"Why are you here? Isn't there a party at night?"

"If there is a party, why can't we come to your house, a great writer's house?"

Jin Ying pulled Huang Anyi into the courtyard. She looked around for a long time and said, "Okay, Comrade Lin Weimin, he actually lives in such a good house now."

"This is not a good house, it's just an ordinary courtyard."

Lin Weimin asked again: "Is your party over?"

"Well, it's done." Jin Ying said.

Huang Anyi, who had been silent since entering the door, had no idle eyes. She had been looking at Lin Weimin's courtyard.

"An Yi and I are leaving tomorrow. Didn't I say yesterday that you had purchased a property in Yanjingdu? I thought that our old classmates haven't been here yet, so I came here to recognize you."

Jin Ying's explanation was a bit deliberate. Lin Weimin didn't think much about it and let the two of them into the house. At this time, Han Zhuangzhuang, who was in the guest bedroom, also followed.

"This is my nephew, Han Zhuangzhuang." Lin Weimin introduced both parties.

Han Zhuangzhuang came over and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, what's going on?"

"Hang up your certificate of merit!"

After driving Han Zhuangzhuang away, Lin Weimin poured tea for Huang Anyi and Jin Ying.

"Lin Weimin, I see you have purchased a small courtyard and your job is so stable. Don't you plan to find a girlfriend?" Jin Ying suddenly asked.

Lin Weimin was stunned for a moment. Wasn't this girl so gossipy when she was at the Literary Research Institute?

"Why do you care about me?"

Jin Ying pretended to be relaxed and said: "Just asking. You see, we are probably the only young people in our class who are not married. An Yi, like you, doesn't even have a boyfriend now."

"Hey, your words can easily be misunderstood. I don't have a girlfriend."

Jin Ying gave Lin Weimin a roll of her eyes, "There is no integrity at all."

"You're right. We are the only bachelors in our class now. Even people like Qu Xiaowei are about to get married."

"What do you mean by 'this kind of person'? He is much better than you, okay? It would be so romantic to get married to your pen pal!"

Isn't this the 1980s version of "netizens rushing to show up"? What's so romantic?

Besides, considering Qu Xiaowei's previous state of being a dog-licker, Lin Weimin felt that this was more like "a female anchor running around with the big brother on the list."

Seeing that Lin Weimin didn't answer, Jin Ying continued: "'Single' sounds too unpleasant, okay? An Yi and I are single young women now, and you are the bachelor. Besides, it's not that An Yi is not looking for someone, it's just that It’s just that the requirements are relatively high. You don’t know that An Yi is pursued by many people in Shanghai, and one of them is particularly outstanding, and he is the conductor of the orchestra. For An Yi, they were specially transferred from other places to Shanghai, and An Yi was pursued. It’s so tight.”

"With An Yi's good conditions, it's normal to be chased. The young man is very discerning."

Jin Ying talked for a long time and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when she heard Lin Weimin's words.

Is this person an elm-headed person?

She couldn't help but said angrily: "That's right! It's rare to see young men with such good vision these days. It's not like some people who become blind at a young age!"

Huang Anyi quickly pulled Jin Ying. With a bit of disappointment on her face, she said: "Weimin, I think you are quite busy. Jin Ying and I won't disturb you."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "I have nothing to do. It's a pity that you two are lesbians, otherwise it would be good to stay at our house tonight."

Jin Ying rolled her eyes angrily again when she heard this, and Huang Anyi smiled politely.

"Then let's say goodbye first." Huang Anyi pulled Jin Ying to stand up and said.

Lin Weimin sent the two of them out of the yard. It was dark outside, and he went to ride his motorcycle again. "It's too late, let me see you off."

Jin Ying's expression softened a little, and she murmured in a low voice: "Finally, I have done something personal."

Just like when they arrived at the train station, Huang Anyi and Jin Ying were sitting in the back seat of Lin Weimin, huddled together.

Huang Anyi didn't need Lin Weimin's reminder this time and put her hands around his waist.

"You two sit still."

Lin Weimin started his motorcycle, and the lights illuminated the dark and narrow alley. He turned onto the street on his motorcycle and rode in the direction of the guest house in his memory.

In early spring, the night wind in Yanjing was very cold. Lin Weimin suddenly thought of sending two girls as a gift. They didn't wear much and they felt a bit cold.

Huang Anyi behind him may be the same way, hugging him a little tight.

After more than twenty minutes, Lin Weimin finally sent the two to the place.

Huang Anyi and Jin Ying got out of the car, and Lin Weimin rode on the car and waved to them with a smile on his face.

"An Yi, Jin Ying, see you next time!"

The two of them seemed to be in low spirits. Huang Anyi didn't even raise her head when she got out of the car. Only Jin Ying waved to him perfunctorily.

Watching the two people walk into the guest house, Lin Weimin started his motorcycle and returned.

It took an hour to go back and forth. When Lin Weimin returned home, he crossed his arms and felt a little cold.

Han Zhuangzhuang ran over and asked gossiping: "Uncle, which of the two lesbians just now is my aunt?"

"Every old aunt is just an ordinary aunt."

"Both?"

"roll!"

Seeing Lin Weimin's gloomy expression, Han Zhuangzhuang realized that his uncle was in a really bad mood and was about to disappear.

"Hey, uncle, why is your back wet?"

Lin Weimin waved his hand impatiently: "It's raining outside!"

"rain?"

Han Zhuangzhuang ran outside the house and took a look. Why is it raining in this weather?

When he was about to speak, he saw Lin Weimin already lying on the bed, so he knew enough not to go into the room to harass Lin Weimin.

The next day.

The motorcycle parked at the bicycle shed in the courtyard of the Chinese Literature Society, and the colleagues who met him were saying congratulations to Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin waited for everyone and walked into the back building. Every colleague still said congratulations to him when he entered the office. He responded to everyone's kindness with a straight face, then sat down in his seat and started reviewing the manuscript without even making tea.

Liu Yin and Yao Shuzhi murmured, "What's going on? Has this kid changed his gender?"

"I don't know. I just won the award yesterday, and I wanted him to treat me just now. Looking at that expression, I didn't even dare to say anything."

Liu Yin suddenly gossiped: "Hey, do you think you are broken up in love?"

"He's not even in love, so how can he be so heartbroken?"

"That's true."

Liu Yin and Yao Shuzhi looked at Lin Weimin's condition and couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Lin Weimin's state lasted until the afternoon, when he found Qin Chaoyang with a manuscript.

"Editor-in-Chief, please take a look at this manuscript. Can you finalize it and publish it directly?"

Tan Chaoyang took the manuscript, said "sit" to him, and then read the manuscript.

Just as Tan Chaoyang was reading the manuscript, the phone on his desk rang.

Tan Chaoyang was fascinated by the manuscript and said, "For the people, help me pick it up."

Lin Weimin stood up and took the phone.

"Hello, I'm looking for Lin Weimin." A clear and soft female voice came from the phone.

Lin Weimin hesitated for two seconds, "An Yi?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, as if he didn't expect that Lin Weimin would answer the call.

After more than ten seconds, Huang Anyi's voice sounded again.

"Are you busy at work? Is it easy to talk?"

"convenient."

Silence again.

"I'm on the afternoon train."

"I have work today, so I won't see you off."

"Um."

Huang Anyi waited for a while and deliberately asked in a cheerful tone: "I'm leaving now. I don't know when we will see you again. Maybe it's time to drink your wedding wine."

Lin Weimin chuckled and said, "Then you have to wait."

"I'm not afraid of waiting!" Huang Anyi followed subconsciously.

There was a long silence on both ends of the phone.

After a long time, Huang Anyi's voice sounded again on the other end of the phone, "Lin Weimin, stop talking, the train is about to leave."

"Okay, bye, take care along the way."

"goodbye!"

After putting down the phone, Lin Weimin looked melancholy.

A man like me is destined to be a scumbag, why are you so miserable?

He looked up again and saw Tan Chaoyang's interested eyes.

Lin Weimin felt guilty subconsciously, and asked with a smile: "Editor-in-Chief, have you finished reading the manuscript?"

"I've finished reading." Tan Chaoyang put the manuscript on his desk.

"How about it?"

Qin Chaoyang said: "The quality is very good, rare to see. I think the author is writing about Shi Tiesheng, you are not a friend in vain!"

"Boss, look at what you said, as if I make friends just for the sake of writing articles."

Tan Chaoyang gave Lin Weimin a deep look, which made him uneasy.

"Leader, if nothing happens, I'll leave first."

"Go ahead."

Lin Weimin returned to the office, sat at the desk, and looked out the window in a daze.

Huang Anyi's voice sounded in his ears again.

Lin Weimin shook his head depressedly.

Women are indeed a stumbling block on the road to success for men.

After sorting out his mood, Lin Weimin returned to work with energy again.

On the train from Yanjing to Baoding, Jin Ying was still thinking about yesterday's experience in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

After the award ceremony, she chatted with Huang Anyi about marriage and love. Huang Anyi talked about him. Jin Ying knew that she liked Lin Weimin when she was studying at the Institute of Literature. Unexpectedly, she hadn't given up on Lin Weimin yet.

Jin Ying wanted to take this opportunity to bring the two of them together. She specifically pushed forward the evening party, including Huang Anyi's share, and led her to Lin Weimin's house.

But she never expected that this Lin Weimin would be so confused about the style, even worse than when he was at the Institute of Literature.

She angrily asked the middle-aged woman she just met on the train, "Sister, are you going too far by talking about this person?"

After listening to Jin Ying's narration, the eldest sister looked calm and said, "Little girl, you can't say that. I think that young man is quite good. If it's really like what you said, people must have known what that little girl is thinking. You guys. He has already done this, and he hasn’t expressed his position yet, which proves that he has no intention at all, and he has saved enough face for you!"

Jin Ying didn't get the response she wanted, and looked surprised.

She frowned, "So, he is still a good person?"

"Of course, the young man is quite nice!"

Jin Ying muttered: "Just him? He doesn't look like a good person!"