Rebirth of the Routine King

Wang Yan woke up with pain. When he opened his eyes, he realized that at some point, he had fallen asleep lying down!

Oh!

This was the first time since Xinjiu's accident that he lay down to sleep.

Painful and happy at the moment!

At least it proved that the injury on his back was not serious.

When I checked the time on my phone, I found an additional message from Song Zhiwen.

The content is as follows:

Little fly, it's Xue'er's birthday today. Lulu and I have gone over to have dinner. You wake up and make something to eat.

Love you forever little mosquito.

...

It’s over!

Why the hell are you still tired of this?

Wang Yan sat on the bed and was depressed for a long time before he was too lazy to go brush his teeth and wash his face.

There is nothing much to do for dinner alone. I simply scrambled an egg and fried rice and finished it.

Wang Yan, who was bored, turned on the TV. It was the news broadcast time. He had no choice but to turn on the VCD and watch Tom and Jerry.

After watching for a while, I found that Song Zhiwen Gaolu hadn't come back yet, so I simply turned off the TV and went downstairs for a walk.

.....

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu returned.

Seeing Wang Yan standing at the door of the room shivering, Song Zhiwen was surprised and said: "Wang Yan, you are so frozen, why don't you come in?"

Wang Yan rolled his eyes at her and said displeased: "What an idiot! It's frozen like this. Can I not go in if I can?"

Gao Lu reacted: "Did you forget to take the key?"

Wang Yan nodded.

Song Zhiwen felt both distressed and angry: "Then why didn't you call me? If I had known you were freezing outside, I would have come back early..."

Wang Yan rolled his eyes at her again: "What a fucking idiot! I'm frozen like this. Why don't I call you?"

Gao Lu frowned and said, "Did you also forget to take your phone?"

Wang Yan nodded depressedly again.

Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu were completely speechless.

Today's weather took a turn for the worse, and it suddenly felt like winter, and Wang Yan was still shirtless at the moment...

I don't know how long he stood at the top of the stairs.

Just thinking about it, they felt as if they were actually there, and then their whole bodies trembled.

Song Zhiwen quickly took off her coat, but Wang Yan was not polite and took it to cover her arms.

She also wanted to bring a touch of warmth to Wang Yan with her direct body, but she was worried that Wang Yan would refuse and that her best friend wouldn't be able to bear it, so she simply didn't take any action and just looked at Wang Yan with helpless eyes.

Seeing that these two people were still motionless, Wang Yan said angrily: "What are you looking at? Open the door!"

Gao Lu was a little dissatisfied with Wang Yan's attitude, but thinking that he had been freezing in the middle of the night, she couldn't bear to scold him anymore.

Seeing her spread her hands: "When I left, I knew you were at home, and we didn't even take the keys..."

Wang Yan: "...."

.....

The locksmith company is still very responsible. Even if it is after 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, they still come to unlock the door.

After waiting for another half an hour, the locksmith arrived.

The master is a strong young man about thirty years old, not tall, with fair complexion.

Seeing him step forward and take a look at the lock model, he said straightforwardly without any nonsense: "Fifty yuan."

Song Zhiwen gave him a fifty-dollar bill directly from her pocket.

At this point, people have already fulfilled their professional ethics by being here, and there is no point in bargaining any more.

After taking the money, the young master took out a shiny steel bar of unknown material from the treasure box. After tinkering with it twice, the steel bar turned into a rough shape similar to a key.

I saw him gently insert the steel rod into the key hole, pull it back and forth a few times, then take out the steel rod and take out another key model from the treasure box.

I kept polishing the model with a small saw. After about three minutes, the door finally opened.

As soon as Song Zhiwen entered the house, she helped Wang Yan pour it

A cup of hot water.

Wang Yan first went back to his room to find a coat and put it on carefully.

After Gao Lu entered the house, she sat on the sofa and meditated. After a while, she took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Dad, tomorrow you ask someone to replace the door. It's better to replace it with a higher-end one. This is too unsafe. It was opened by someone in a few attempts."

.....

Since he slept all day, Wang Yan is now in a very good state of mind!

After pouring a cup of hot water into my stomach, my body gradually warmed up.

Only then did he realize that Song Zhiwen's face was flushed and her eyes were a little blurry, so he couldn't help but ask: "Have you been drinking tonight?"

Song Zhiwen nodded, "Everyone is very happy today. We went to sing again after dinner, otherwise we wouldn't have come back so late."

Wang Yan didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Go to bed early after drinking. I'll make breakfast tomorrow..."

Song Zhiwen nodded obediently, and then said in a coquettish tone: "Can you watch the mice with me?"

Wang Yan waved his hands quickly: "I can't do it anymore. I've been freezing all night. I might catch a cold. I have to get under the quilt to warm up..."

After saying that, without looking at Song Zhiwen's expression, she crawled back to the room.

When the door to the room closed mercilessly, Wang Yan's heart could not calm down for a long time.

After being rejected softly by herself a few times, maybe she will give up and give up, right?

After Wang Yan comforted himself in this way, he lay on the bed.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and Wang Yan's sleepiness is getting weaker and weaker.

Oh shit!

From now on, I can't sleep at all during the day, my biological clock is almost out of order!

After feeling the urge to urinate, Wang Yan opened the door and walked out. After glancing at the living room, he stopped immediately.

Tom and Jerry were still playing on the TV. Tom and Jerry were fighting happily on the TV. Strangely, there was no sound.

Soon, Wang Yan realized that Song Zhiwen probably muted her voice because she was afraid of disturbing him and Gao Lu while they were resting.

Eh!

Then Wang Yan found Song Zhiwen curled up and sleeping on the sofa.

At this moment, she looked like a little wild cat wandering on the street.

Wang Yan walked up to her quietly, then slowly squatted down and saw a drop of crystal liquid hanging on her eyelashes.

Wang Yan first covered her with the blanket on the ground, and then stared at her blankly for a long time...

...

The next day, Wang Yan overslept, and it was almost ten o'clock when he opened his eyes.

I turned on my phone and found a text message from Song Zhiwen: Little fly, there is breakfast I made for you in the incubator. Don’t forget to eat it when you wake up! I will always love you little mosquito!

The corner of Wang Yan's mouth raised inexplicably at first, and then he sighed.

No matter how deep you sink into this relationship, it will be difficult and painful to get out.

Wang Yan is still sober now. Even if everyone mistakenly thinks they are a couple, he still knows to keep a certain distance.

This is also a protective guarantee that he can withdraw at any time.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth first, then ate the breakfast made by Song Zhiwen, changed into some handsome clothes, and then pushed out the door.

This time, he neither forgot his keys nor his cell phone.

Jiayuan Community is not very far from the economy and trade, it only takes about 20 minutes to walk.

However, Wang Yan still did not choose to walk. Instead, he hired a rental car at the entrance of the community.

After entering the campus, Wang Yan did not go directly to the class to report, but went straight to the teaching office.

Knocking on Wu Renqiang's door, Wang Yan met Director Wu after a long absence.

"Director Wu, I miss you so much after not seeing you for a few days!"

When Wu Renqiang saw that the visitor was Wang Yan, he was first surprised and then happy. He smiled and said: "You finally showed up! What have you been doing these days? I heard Xiao Sun said you went back to your hometown?"

Wang Yan waved his hand: "Don't mention it. I thought I had a few days off for the National Day, so I went back and took a look. I didn't think about it.

When my dad was bringing hot oil, he accidentally spilled it on my back, causing me to be hospitalized for several days!"

Wu Renqiang was startled and stood up quickly: "Why is your dad so careless? Don't you know to pay attention to your surroundings when carrying things?"

Wang Yan also looked depressed: "He has always been like this, doing everything carelessly. I have criticized him many times!"

"You said you did too. Why didn't you tell me when such a big thing happened? I'll go check on you anyway...let me see how you're hurt?"

"Originally it was just some skin trauma. After a few days of treatment, it has almost healed. I didn't even tell Director Sun!" Wang Yan said, lifting his clothes up so that Wu Renqiang could check the injury.

In fact, there are some differences between burns and scalds. However, considering that Wu Renqiang, a teacher, would not understand these things, Wang Yan was not afraid to show it to him.

Sure enough, when Wu Renqiang saw the horrific scar, his mouth opened wide in shock.

"It's already burned like this and you can't say it's not serious!"

Wang Yan didn't want to continue discussing this polite topic with him, so he went straight to the point: "Director Wu, I heard that the Education Office and the Student Union threatened that my milk tea shop would not be able to open? Is this true?"

Wu Renqiang didn't adapt to this sudden topic. Seeing his expression, he was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you have any conflict with Xu Jiu?"

Wang Yan was startled for a moment, and then said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "Even if Xu Gu and I have conflicts, it is our private matter. What does it have to do with me opening a milk tea shop? Isn't this school still run by Xu Gu's family?"

"Ahem..."

Wu Renqiang explained: "The school is naturally not run by one person... Well, this matter is a bit complicated, how can I tell you... Xu Gu's father and the principal are old comrades in arms."

Wang Yan suddenly realized, no wonder Xu Gu is called the prince of the School of Economics and Trade. It turns out there is such a relationship!

Wu Renqiang continued: "I also talked to Xu Gu in private. In fact, this matter is not that complicated. I heard what he meant, as if you robbed his girlfriend..."

Wang Yan laughed: "What a joke! I don't have a girlfriend now! Besides, he has so many girlfriends, I can't take them away!"

Wu Renqiang also laughed twice in agreement, but he did not continue to speak.

Wang Yan knew very well that he was not yet in a position to break up with Xu Gu. Sometimes he bowed his head not because of resignation, but to better accumulate energy.

Wang Yan stopped beating around the bush and said bluntly: "I know you have always worried about this matter. I admit that there are indeed some personal conflicts between Xu Gu and I, but they have been resolved. There is no need for him to rely on someone to act recklessly."

Isn’t it presumptuous?”

Wu Renqiang also said: "The school has a strong opinion on this matter. Originally, no one was interested in entrepreneurship projects. Finally, I came to your milk tea shop. The school will definitely be willing to support..."

Wang Yan interrupted: "Then this is how you support us? Let a libertine dictate what you do?"

What Wang Yan said was very rude, but it didn't go so far as to anger Wu Renqiang.

Seeing Wu Renqiang's face stiffen, Wang Yan quickly softened his tone: "I'm sorry, Director Wu, I was so angry at the moment, please don't forget these words in your heart."

Wu Renqiang waved his hand: "No, no, what you said is actually the truth."

Wang Yan put it away when he was done, took out a wad of banknotes wrapped in paper from his pocket, put it on Wu Renqiang's desk, and said sincerely:

"Director Wu, this job may require your mediation. In the next two days, can you see if you can have a meal with the relevant leaders to try to resolve the matter at the milk tea shop. You also know that I am still injured and cannot drink, so

, let you take control of this meal!"

Wu Renqiang glanced at the money on the table, then at Wang Yan, and after a moment of silence he said: "You are such an extraordinary student! Okay! I'll help you with this!"

Just as Wang Yan was about to leave, Wu Renqiang reminded him again: "You'd better open the milk tea shop as soon as possible. Once it's open, no one else will dare to say anything."

Wang Yan nodded and walked out of the office.

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