Rebirth of the Routine King

After dinner, the task of washing the dishes was shared between Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu.

Wang Yan proposed the idea of ​​visiting the community. Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwen didn't even wash the dishes, and pulled Wang Yan towards the elevator entrance.

Wang Yan quickly explained that he was going out for a walk on his own, but unexpectedly Gao Lu closed the door directly.

Gao Lu turned a deaf ear to Wang Yan's knocks and shouts, and walked into the kitchen with leisurely steps.

For some reason, Gao Lu not only didn't feel uncomfortable without her best friend to share the task of washing dishes, but she actually felt happier.

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The night is very nice tonight,

Although there is no full moon, the sky is filled with stars.

This is the season of late autumn, and since there is no cool breeze blowing, I don’t feel the cold is pressing.

Song Zhiwen held Wang Yan's arm and jumped up and down like a cheerful rabbit.

Wang Yan originally just wanted to come down and smoke a cigarette, but he didn't expect that he was followed by a clingy tail.

He wanted to shake Song Zhiwen away, but she held her tightly with both hands and tried to shake her off twice, so he finally had to let her go.

"Okay Song Zhiwen, don't go too far! You're holding my hand, why are you still leaning your head on my shoulder?"

Song Zhiwen ignored him, so she put her head on Wang Yan's shoulder.

If she hadn't been so tall, she might have put her head on Wang Yan's head.

After dinner, there were many people walking in the community. Some were pushing strollers, some were holding dog leashes, and some were running alone, but there was no one holding hands to show affection.

Therefore, when the young couple Wang Yan and Song Zhiwen appeared in everyone's sight, they immediately attracted most of the attention.

Wang Yan found these looks very strange. When he looked at Song Zhiwen, most of them were shocked, stunned, pupils shrunk and other words that described shocking.

Of course, her appearance is definitely worthy of everyone’s expressions.

When they looked at Wang Yan, the expressions on these people's faces were a little strange.

He either frowned with suspicion or was envious, as if he had flowers stuck in cow dung.

Wang Yan couldn't stand it anymore and suggested to Song Zhiwen: "Let's go back! These people are too much! I always feel that your ordinary appearance is not worthy of me."

"Giggle..."

Song Zhiwen kept laughing, then looked at a couch and said, "Let's sit there and rest for a while! If you keep walking, I'm afraid your wound will hurt."

After sitting down, Wang Yan realized that Song Zhiwen's distress over her wounds was just one of them, and that she had a bigger plan...

He put Zhenshou on his shoulders again.

Wang Yan said softly: "Little mosquito, if one day I don't let you hold my hand or put your head on my shoulder...will you be sad?"

Song Zhiwen shook her head.

Wang Yan was overjoyed when he saw this. Before he could speak, he heard Song Zhiwen say: "I will not let myself leave you, and I will not let you leave me."

Well, Wang Yan was completely speechless.

After a while, Wang Yan sighed: "The road in life is long! No one can predict what will happen in the future."

Song Zhiwen did not continue this topic, but said softly: "A long time ago, I have been looking forward to this scene. Find a boy I like and rest my head on his shoulder while watching animation, or,

Lying on his lap, if I fall asleep, he can gently carry me back to bed..."

"When he has nothing to do, he can walk around with me, hold my hand and watch the sunset and sunrise, see all the beautiful scenery in the world, and taste all the delicious food in the world."

"Now, half of this dream has come true, because I have found the boy I like..."

"Wang Yan, are you willing to complete my dream?"

Wang Yan listened quietly without saying a word.

In his last life, Qi Xiuquan also told him something similar

talk.

It was still college at that time, he was a senior and Qi Xiuquan was a sophomore.

In a hotel, after the two were promoted to adulthood for the first time, Qi Xiuquan lay on Wang Yan's chest and said softly:

"Yan, are you willing to watch the sunrise and sunset with me every day for the rest of your time?"

Wang Yan answered very simply at that time.

I do!

But later...

Life is like a hungry dog, chewing him into pieces.

Oaths are like thin paper, they cannot withstand wind and rain.

Now, as if he had gone through reincarnation again, the same problem was before him again, but the hostess had changed.

"I don't want to..."

After Wang Yan softly uttered these words, Song Zhiwen's eyebrows instantly became clouded, and tears as big as soybeans seemed to be pouring down from her eyes in the next moment.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Because I still have to go to school! I don't have time to watch the sunrise and sunset with you every day."

Hearing Wang Yan's remedial answer, the tears in Song Zhiwen's eyes temporarily stopped, but the grievance between her brows still lingered.

Wang Yan smiled again and said: "Okay, when my milk tea shop opens in a few days, I will give you my first cup of milk tea as a thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Song Zhiwen still felt aggrieved and turned her head to ignore him.

Wang Yan thought to himself, should he take this opportunity to draw a clear line with Song Zhiwen?

But when this idea emerged, Wang Yan hesitated again.

The last time she rejected Liu Jianan, her heartbroken look was still imprinted in Wang Yan's mind.

That was before Liu Jianan confessed her love to Wang Yan. Even though Wang Yan refused tactfully, she was still sad for a long time.

Song Zhiwen is not Liu Jianan.

Song Zhiwen not only confessed to herself, but also experienced life and death together. This relationship was even recognized by all her friends.

How would she be hurt if she spoke nakedly and heartlessly?

Wang Yan knew that this relationship would be fruitless, and he also knew that the longer it dragged on, the deeper the damage would be to Song Zhiwen.

He knew the truth, but the key was that he couldn't bear to say such decisive words.

What's even worse is that after this period of getting along, he found that he had developed a great liking for this innocent and kind-hearted mosquito...

Just when he was hesitating, Song Zhiwen suddenly poked her head over, pecked Wang Yan on the face, then lowered her head and whispered softly: "Don't make me sad next time."

have to!

It’s better not to say anything that makes her sad!

Wang Yan sighed: "Let's go back, it's getting a bit cold."

Song Zhiwen nodded, took Wang Yan's hand and stood up.

This time, Wang Yan did not show a trace of rejection, either in words or actions.

On the way back, Song Zhiwen asked: "Wang Yan, why do you always like to sigh?"

"Are you kidding me? Would a lively person like me sigh?"

"You still said no! You've sighed several times since we came out."

"Really? Why didn't I notice it?"

"Also, I noticed that you sigh a lot when we are together."

"well......"

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Wang Yan couldn't sleep that night.

The figures of Qi Xiuquan and Song Zhiwen kept flashing in his mind.

Until it was slightly light, he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Suddenly he heard the clanging of pots and pans from the kitchen, so he got up and went to check the situation.

As expected, it was Song Zhiwen who was making breakfast.

To his surprise, Song Zhiwen was only wearing a thin pajamas...

right

!

Wearing only a thin pair of pajamas.

Seeing Wang Yan coming, Song Zhiwen was very surprised and said in surprise: "Wang Yan, why did you get up?"

Wang Yan let out a little panic: "I got up to pee! Seeing the dawn, I happened to be a little hungry, so I wanted to come to the kitchen to get something to eat..."

Song Zhiwen hurriedly said: "Go to the sofa and rest for a while. I will make you breakfast first."

Wang Yan turned his head to one side and said helplessly: "You go back and change your clothes first. I can't stand it when you dress like this."

Only then did Song Zhiwen realize the problem, her pretty face suddenly turned red, she covered her chest and ran out.

There is no way around it, such embarrassing scenes are inevitable when men and women rent together.

By the time she changed into casual clothes and returned to the kitchen, Wang Yan had already fried three poached eggs.

Wang Yan's cooking skills are much better than Song Zhiwen's. The fried eggs are superior in shape, color and taste.

Song Zhiwen pinched one with her hands, took a bite and found that the light yellow inside was still in a liquid state.

Wang Yan said angrily: "Put it in a bowl and eat it! The ground is covered with yellow liquid..."

Song Zhiwen made a face, and then complimented: "Wang Yan, you are so awesome! I have always wanted to make an egg like this, but... either I am too old, or the temperature is too low."

"This is not difficult. As long as you do it more, you will gain experience. I will make you a beef pizza later. When you go back to school, you and Gao Lu can eat it on the road..."

"Okay!"

With that said, Song Zhiwen poked her head towards Wang Yan again, preparing to give him a reward of love.

Wang Yan just stepped aside and criticized: "What are you doing! Fortunately, you and Gao Lu are still good friends! She just broke up a few days ago. If she sees this sweet scene, she might be sad again.

....”

Song Zhiwen stuck out her tongue: "I forgot about this."

Wang Yan continued to advise: "In order to prevent Gao Lu from being emotionally stimulated, you should try not to be so intimate with me in the future. Avoid hugging if you can. Also pay attention to your tone when you speak, don't be too sweet.

, so as not to cause her internal injuries..."

Song Zhiwen frowned nicely. There was obviously nothing wrong with this sentence, but why did she smell a hint of uneasiness?

.......

When Gao Lu got up, the pizza made by Wang Yan had just come out of the oven.

Although I haven’t made it for a long time, it’s still generally edible.

What Gao Lu is most curious about is not the shape and taste of the pizza, but the hidden skills of Wang Yan.

He is like a person full of countless unknowns, and he will bring you a little surprise from time to time.

Gao Lu took a bite and found that it tasted really good!

So, she dedicated her first smile of the day to classmate Wang Yan.

Before Wang Yan could finish the porridge, a round pizza was emptied by the best friends.

Wang Yan was a little depressed: "You don't respect workers at all. I worked hard and didn't even leave a bite for me!"

Gao Lu wiped his mouth with a piece of paper and said calmly: "I think eating up is the greatest respect for you, a laborer."

Wang Yan was in a good mood and did not quarrel with Gao Lu. He smiled and said: "Then you try the porridge and rice I made. I know you like sweets, so I specially added honey to it..."

Gao Lu took a sip, her eyebrows were filled with surprise, but she said: "It's just so so! I hope I can keep up the good work next time."

Wang Yan put his right hand on his right shoulder, bent his legs slightly, made an ancient maid's salute gesture, and said with a smile: "I sincerely follow Miss Gao's teachings."

Song Zhiwen did not forget to apply medicine on Wang Yan's back before going to class. Seeing that the injury on his back was almost healed, she felt a little disappointed.

Maybe, after the injury is healed, he has no reason to live here anymore!

After the two girls left, Wang Yan collected the leftovers, washed the dishes, and then returned to the room to catch up on his sleep.

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