My 1979

He sat on the edge of the bed, and the sky turned white before he knew it.

Stand up and stretch. Not sleeping all night did not make him look tired.

He looked at the door next door, but there was no movement at all. He wanted to go out and buy breakfast for her, but was the door locked or unlocked?

Empty and unobstructed, in the end he just closed the door.

As soon as he left the gate, he saw the familiar car and two cars he didn't recognize side by side.

He knocked on the car window and pulled the glass down.

He asked, "You didn't go back all night?"

Manager Yang smiled bitterly and said, "How can I dare to go back? This is the United States, the United States where guns are everywhere! One shot can kill someone, brother."

"Thank you!" Wu Bo smiled helplessly, feeling deeply moved.

"I invited those two gangsters here overnight." Manager Yang pointed to the two cars and said, "If I were alone, I would be so petty!"

"I forgot to mention, your Chinese is very good." Wu Bo praised him very much. Few Chinese people he saw were so good at Chinese. "What's your major?"

Manager Yang replied shamefully, "Study Chinese in the East Asian Department of Columbia University."

"Haha, you are speculating." Wu Bo couldn't help but laugh. Manager Yang's fluent Chinese was obviously not learned in college.

Manager Yang said sheepishly, "I'm not picky about what I can eat."

But he quickly changed the subject, "Are we going back?"

Wu Bo shook his head, "Is there a place that sells breakfast? I'll buy breakfast."

"Get in the car, I'll take you there."

His car had just roared and before it had driven very far, the two cars behind him followed suit.

Walking along the streets on both sides, there is no breakfast shop like Wu Bo's concept.

“Americans don’t eat breakfast?”

Manager Yang smiled and said, "If you mean steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk for breakfast, they are not available here. They are only found in places where Chinese people gather. There is a shop next door that sells bread, coffee, oatmeal, and milk tea."

In this case, Wu Bo could only get off the car and go into the store to buy some sandwiches and milk. Although he already had the experience of spending money at Marriott hotels, in his opinion, these prices were still a money grab. A pack of sandwiches actually cost five dollars!

A small bite of bread costs a dollar!

Living in the United States is not easy!

He wanted to leave a piece of breakfast for Manager Yang, "You must be hungry too, thank you for your hard work."

"No, I'll come over and eat later." Manager Yang refused.

"Then let's do it." Seeing that there were only a few steps to go, Wu Bo got out of the car.

A figure stumbled out of the corridor and almost bumped into Wu Bo.

Wu Bo was carrying something with both hands and could only hold it with his elbows. When he saw who was coming clearly, he smiled and asked, "Why are you worried?"

"I" Zhao Qing couldn't answer for a moment and said in a rough voice, "I'm happy!"

"Haha." Wu Bo laughed, as if he saw the naughty and willful girl again, so he boldly asked, "Did you think I was gone?"

"I'm so embarrassed!" Zhao Qing snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Wu Bo looked at her back and laughed louder. He didn't know how long he hadn't laughed like this. He felt so happy, even if he could only look at her back, he still felt happy. Happiness is indescribable.

So, seeing her angry look now makes her even more happy. But he is not proud at all, because a good heart will never be proud, and there are bigger tasks for him to complete.

Back in the house, he happily handed the sandwich and milk to her, "Here, have something to eat."

She accepted it politely, chewed slowly, ate the sandwich with her mouth closed, and occasionally sucked a sip of milk.

Wu Bo's expression was very intoxicating. It was a pleasure to watch her eat. She was so crazy in love, and the sound of sucking milk was so cute.

"You eat, why are you standing there in a daze!" Zhao Qing felt embarrassed to be looked at like this.

"Hey, let's eat, let's eat." Wu Bo stupidly took a few bites of the sandwich, but still didn't forget to look at her.

Boom, the door rang.

Zhao Qing got up and opened the door.

The girl who lived next door put her head in and said, "Please show me your affection, it's almost time, I'll go to work first. Your old sweetheart is here, please stay with me, and I'll go and ask for a leave for you."

Wu Bo's face turned red, feeling embarrassed. From the girl's accent, he knew she was from the mainland.

Zhao Qing looked at his watch first, and then cursed at the girl at the door, "No one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak. Wait a minute and I'll wash my face. There is something here, can you eat it?"

The girl stared at the milk and sandwiches on the table and said teasingly, "I can't afford your breakfast of love, so just save it and enjoy it slowly."

"Why don't you die!" Zhao Qing threw a pillow at him.

The girl dodged quickly and disappeared.

Wu Bo went over to pick up the pillow in embarrassment, and then said, "I didn't delay your business."

"Don't mind, that's just her personality." Zhao Qing habitually trimmed her hair from her forehead, "I'm going to work, what about you?"

"I won't delay you, I won't delay you." Wu Bo hurriedly stood up and reluctantly went out.

"Hey!" Zhao Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw his clumsy look, "How about you wait until I get off work in the evening?"

"Here?" Wu Bo couldn't hide his joy.

Zhao Qing smiled and said, "You just came here a few days ago, right? Come with me. I work in a bustling urban area. You can take the time to go around while I'm at work. It's hard to come to the United States, so you can't go to the United States in vain." Come and see the colorful world and be baptized by capitalism."

"Hey, okay, okay." Wu Bo agreed hastily.

Zhao Qing freshened up casually, then went to greet the girl next door, and took Wu Bo out together.

Turning an alley, the girl opened a dilapidated classic car and said, "Dear guests, please get in the car."

"Thank you." Wu Bo saw Zhao Qing getting into the back seat and quickly got into the back seat.

"Get to know me, my name is Wang Yu, we will be friends from now on!" The girl stretched out her hand to Wu Bo from the front.

"Hello, Wu Bo." He just touched her hand lightly.

Sitting in the car, looking at the two girls, he felt uncomfortable.

Zhao Qing looked for a topic and said, "The only good thing about America is that cars are cheap. Our classic car only costs four hundred yuan."

"U.S. dollars?" Wu Bo asked such a knowing question.

"What do you think?" Zhao Qing rolled his eyes and did not answer.

Before the car left the tunnel, Wang Yu turned her head and looked at the rearview mirror and exclaimed, "It's over, it's over."

Zhao Qing asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Yu yelled, "We were followed by Xiao Hei. When we came out of the house, the cars behind us were following us."

"Can't you?" Zhao Qing looked back and saw that there were indeed several cars following them closely.

"Don't believe it? I'll make a circle and show you." Wang Yu made a circle on a circular road, and the three cars also followed.

Their car turned left, and the cars behind them also turned left. They turned right, and the three cars also turned right.

Zhao Qing patted Wang Yu's back, "You didn't offend anyone, did you?"

Wang Yu said angrily, "Sister, I am with you every day, who do you think I have offended?"

The two girls were silent for a moment.

It took a long time for Wu Bo to say sheepishly, "There's my friend behind you, it's okay."

The first one was the bodyguard called over by Manager Yang, all with dark skin.

Zhao Qing asked doubtfully, "Your friend?"

Wu Bo nodded, "Yes, they sent me here. You know, I'm not too familiar with this place."

Wang Yu exclaimed, "Brother, brother, what do you do? Rows of Rolls-Royces, so particular!"