I Have 48 Hours a Day

What middle-aged people can't afford to fall asleep on the train is like an episode, and it quickly passed.

After a while of discussion, everyone's attention quickly turned to other things, the melon seeds should be coaxed, and the children should be coaxed.

Zhang Heng took the opportunity to fetch water, and did not see any abnormal behavior of the guy. Before contacting you, you were always unhappy (# `O ′). The message was indeed from the person who did it. It is very likely not in the car.

After returning to the seat, the TOEFL girl was still chatting with Zhang Heng with interest. Zhang Heng responded on one side, but his thoughts on the other side still stopped at what happened before. This thing obviously will not end there. The three guilds have been rewarding mysterious women who suddenly appeared at the auction that night.

In addition to the other party playing everyone, the three major guilds want a place, more importantly to retrieve the [Death Dream] B-level prop from the latter, such a big killer was not found in a day, everyone No one can rest assured, after all, no one knows whether the former President of the Silver Wing's encounter will happen to him.

However, Zhang Heng has been in a stand-alone state, and the only single player copy that encountered other players survived except him. It is relatively safe. Generally, he will not be selected as a target. In addition, he will change seats before. It should only be an accident that the other person who chose the seat next to him should be an accident.

Nothing special happened until the train arrived.

The TOEFL girl wanted to contact Zhang Heng, but after all, she was too shy and could n’t say it. Seeing Zhang Heng carrying a backpack and carrying a suitcase disappeared into the sea, she could not help but give birth to a loss. It felt like she knew the two would never see each other again.

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Zhang Heng didn't want to bother his grandfather, but the latter still came to meet him at the station and drove his old Volkswagen.

Zhang Heng and the grandfather outside the exit gave a hug, then put the luggage in the trunk and took the position of the co-pilot, which reminded him of another thing, although he originally visited Takeda in a copy of the drift in Tokyo. Toru also learned a beautiful drifting technique, and even won the death race, but in the real world he still couldn't drive.

Because he doesn't have a driver's license yet, maybe he should take the time to get his driver's license down.

"How is life at school?" Grandpa asked as he drove.

"It's pretty good, it's the same." Even if there was no warning from the Tang costume stranger, Zhang Heng would not tell his grandfather what happened during this period of time, let alone say whether such things can be understood and accepted by others, even if the grandfather knew There is nothing he can do but worry about him.

However, before the incident of Zawelcha, Zhang Heng had considered whether he should indirectly remind his grandfather to pay attention to similar dangers, but then thought about it. Even if ordinary people knew this kind of thing in advance, it would be difficult to make it effective. When the response came, it would stop.

Moreover, as the older generation of intellectuals, only the firm Marxist faith should not be involved in such things.

"You seem to have matured a lot during this time." Grandpa looked at Zhang Heng in the rearview mirror and paused. "Very well, don't be as frivolous as your father, men should look like men and try to do as much as possible." Speak less, speak with action. "

"Then why did you marry his mother at the beginning?" Zhang Heng asked, opened the CD box aside, and pulled out a "Qilixiang" from it. The album's age is almost as long as this car. Zhang Heng skillfully It plugged into the car CD player.

After a while, Zhou Dong's voice echoed in the car.

The grandfather snorted coldly. "Your mother hasn't seen well since she was a child. It should be your grandma."

Zhang Heng smiled and said nothing.

Half an hour later, the car drove to the place where the grandfather's community belonged to the unit, but because it was built earlier, there was no planned underground parking lot, and parking spaces could only be added to the road later.

After the grandpa parked the car, Zhang Heng got out of the car and took off the luggage. During this period, he also encountered several residents who lived in the same building, because everyone had worked in the same unit before, basically upstairs and downstairs. He was an acquaintance. Zhang Heng had been in the hospital since he was a kid. Many people have been there.

At this time, it is necessary to stop and say a few words, so I just walked for a few more minutes.

Back at home, my grandfather reheated the cooked meal in advance, and talked about Zhang Heng's parents during dinner. At Christmas, Zhang Heng received a call from two people saying that they would return for Chinese New Year this year, but the two of them No specific time was stated, and the ticket was not booked until a few days ago.

The two will take a flight four days later to Shanghai and then return to the airport. Although the grandfather is very dissatisfied with the state of the two in Lok Si abroad these years, they can still see the importance of the family reunion this New Year. A week ago, he started to prepare various ingredients, and also took out the long-cherished Maotai.

The feeling of going home is always good, especially for Zhang Heng this past six months is extremely complicated and long.

After taking a bath, he went into his bedroom with a backpack and pressed the switch on the wall. The lights turned on. Zhang Heng looked around and found that there was not much change here and when he left.

Except for the new sheets and quilts, the other things are the same as before. The Hulk Hand and Spider-Man Hand that he bought in junior high school still have the classic posture of Bruce Lee and Alterin on the bedside shelf. ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Now an antique psp is tucked into the bottom of the drawer, where there are also several posters of SHE and Zhou Dong.

Zhang Heng threw his backpack in front of the writing desk, and then threw himself on the bed.

At this moment he finally doesn't have to think about the things that happened in the previous copy, and he doesn't need to guess the minds of people around him. This is probably the meaning of home.

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Zhang Heng slept until ten o'clock, and after having breakfast, he helped his grandfather to clean up before the new year. They started from the study and turned out the stuffed things that had been plugged in. They wiped them out. Reclassify homing.

Zhang Heng also flipped to the unopened BB machine under the bookcase. He was a little hesitant to deal with it. At this time, he saw the grandfather on the other side suddenly standing; on the other side, holding an album in his hand, fell into Into meditation.

Zhang Heng put down the BB machine and walked over.

This album collection should be quite old, and the photos in it have all turned yellow, but you can still see what the above looks like. It is a girl with a sweet smile and a serious guy.

"She looks beautiful." Zhang Hengdao.

"Yeah, so I always say that her vision is not good. Many guys pursued her then, but she chose me eventually." Grandpa wiped her glasses and said with emotion, "I was very ordinary in all aspects of the school at that time , Just a puzzling nerd, I can still remember that I was too nervous when taking pictures, the people in the photo studio let me relax, but I could n’t laugh anyway, I could only take pictures with her face stretched. After this portrait, she always said that I looked very sturdy at that time. "

When my grandfather was talking, a photo slipped out of the album.