Rebirth of the Routine King

In the afternoon, Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu took Yang Fuyi to visit Sanqi Square almost everywhere!

With their superb good looks, the three of them have their own security forces, and they attract passers-by's heads wherever they go.

Yang Fuyi was originally a stay-at-home girl. She usually liked to tinker with the computer at home. In addition, she also liked to travel around. She would spend three months traveling every year.

It's just that the places she traveled were not scenic spots, but based on information on the Internet, she went to inspect heavily polluted places, then took photos and uploaded them to her not-so-mature website.

Shopping is a woman's nature, and with Song Zhiwen as a shopping expert, Yang Fuyi quickly became immersed in the dazzling shops.

In this way, the three beauties walked and ate together, and it was getting dark when their hands could no longer lift.

Only then did they think of a question: the importance of having a male companion.

When she thought of her male companion, Song Zhiwen naturally thought of Wang Yan, so she called him.

After learning that he and Wu Chen were dining with the leader, Song Zhiwen immediately had the idea of ​​going to a milk tea shop to wait for him.

After telling the other two people about this idea, Yang Fuyi readily agreed and said that he had thought of a shortcoming in the membership system and just wanted to repair it.

Gao Lu didn't really want to go. She had been shopping all afternoon. She was still wearing high heels and her legs were a little numb. She wanted to go back and chat with her male netizens...

Unable to endure Song Zhiwen's pleading, he had no choice but to go along with her.

...

We are about to enter the last month of 2003, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

The peak traffic hours of milk tea shops have also changed accordingly. In the past, when the weather was not cold, they could be busy until ten o'clock in the evening, but now, after eight o'clock, there are basically very few people visiting.

The young lovers went to a small hotel to join a group to keep warm; the students who loved online games went to the Internet cafe to fight fiercely; the students who did not have a partner and did not like playing games hid in bed and read novels.

When Song Zhiwen and the others came to the milk tea shop, they were basically in the last wave of busy period.

She also put aside her reputation as a national economic and trade treasure and helped Liu Chengjin deliver milk tea.

Gao Lu was still the same, ordering a cup of milk tea and sitting leisurely on a stool, her thighs crossed on her legs, her high heels swaying on her toes, making the boys passing by unable to take their eyes away!

She didn't take it seriously and played with Snake with Nokia's latest mobile phone.

Yang Fuyi took Lin Xiyan's position and kept searching the data codes of the membership system.

The classmates who came to buy milk tea saw Yang Fuyi and then looked at Song Zhiwen who was walking between the small tables. The look of shock on her face was no less than that of Columbus who discovered the New World.

So, I took the milk tea and ran back to the dormitory, constantly talking about my latest discovery:

"Sun Datou, come and see the Wuwu Milk Tea! The new cashier girl there is so pretty! She is not inferior to Song Zhiwen at all!"

"Extra! Extra! The proprietress of Wuxin Milk Tea finally appears! Her looks are not inferior to Song Zhiwen's!"

"Did you know that Wang Yan, who has no intention of making milk tea on the bed, actually has two things to do? And the other girl is even prettier than Song Zhiwen!"

"Rumors! It is said that Wang Yan has great magical powers and even convinced Song Zhiwen to sleep with another girl! Moreover, the two of them even appeared together in Wuxin Milk Tea Shop..."

"Damn it! Why does this news sound so exciting? No! I'm going to take a look."

"I want to go too! If there is a girl who is more beautiful than Song Zhiwen, then I will have another heroine in my dream at night..."

In this way, under the misinterpretation of others, Wuxin Milk Tea ushered in another wave of peak traffic.

Those who are timid can just lean on the glass outside the door and look in; those who are bold can walk in and enjoy the view.

The more daring one used the excuse of buying milk tea to strike up a conversation with Yang Fuyi.

When the curious classmates dispersed, the time came to half past nine, and Wang Yan happened to push the door in with his arm around Wu Chen's shoulders.

Seeing that Wang Yan's face was flushed and he was hugging another boy, Yang Fuyi frowned and said to himself: It seems that Wang Yan didn't lie to me, he should really like boys.

When Song Zhiwen saw Wang Yan coming back, she ran over and said with a smile, "Wang Yan, how do you want to reward me? I'm almost exhausted from helping you."

Wang Yan stretched out his hand: "Hey! Stop it! You are tired because you were tired from shopping in the afternoon. What does it have to do with helping?"

Liu Jianan stepped forward and explained with a smile: "Originally no one came to the store, but after the mosquitoes came, they attracted a lot of classmates. She is responsible for at least fifty cups of milk tea today."

Wang Yan suddenly understood, nodded and said: "Song Zhiwen, are you too narcissistic? Are you sure those people are here to see you? Aren't they here to see Senior Sister Yang?"

His words were a bit harsh, indirectly expressing that Song Zhiwen was not as charming as Yang Fuyi.

Song Zhiwen felt a little aggrieved and whispered: "I didn't say you came to see me..."

Liu Jianan also heard the underlying meaning of Wang Yan's words and glared at him: "Wang Yan, you have gone too far! Mosquito has been helping to serve milk tea. It's okay if you don't praise her. Why do you say that to her?"

When Wang Yan saw Gao Lu walking towards him with an unkind look on his face, he immediately changed his mind and said apologetically: "Oh! You all misunderstood me! Mosquitoes are so cute, how could I be cruel to her?"

After saying that, he stepped forward and scraped the bridge of Song Zhiwen's nose, and said with a smile: "Is there a handbag there that is your afternoon trophy?"

Song Zhiwen was still angry, so she ignored him and turned her head to the side.

"Okay, don't be angry. I'll help you carry it when you get back later. I'll worry about whoever grabs it from me!"

Song Zhiwen then turned cloudy and sunny, holding Wang Yan's arm and smiling sweetly: "This is what you said, don't go back on it!"

Wang Yan nodded quickly: "I won't regret it, I won't regret it. I love working the most."

"I just asked Sister Jianan to make me a cup of stinky milk tea. It's delicious, and there's still half of it left! Come and try it..."

Wang Yan stopped and said comfortingly: "Please wait for a while, I will take care of something."

After saying that, Liu Chengjin, who was putting away the milk tea cups, shouted: "Chengjin, come here! I brought you some gifts."

Liu Chengjin trembled all over and said with a forced smile: "Brother Yan, what kind of gift is this? I'm busy! Just give it to my sister."

Seeing that Wang Yan was empty-handed, where did he ask for the gift? He clearly wanted to teach his younger brother a lesson...Liu Jianan stepped forward and sighed: "Okay Wang Yan, I have already criticized him, and he knows he was wrong.

, you should stop fussing with him."

Wu Xin also walked up and said softly: "Brother Wang Yan, it's really none of Cheng Jin's business. I accidentally dropped it myself."

Wu Chen also helped to speak: "Wang Yan, forget it, I just checked the wound. It's not serious. It will heal on its own in a few days."

At this time, Liu Chengjin also walked up, lowered his head and said: "I know I was wrong, I will pay attention to it next time."

Wang Yan stepped forward, patted Liu Chengjin on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "I hope that after this time, you can grow a little bit."

Liu Chengjin quickly assured: "I have grown up!"

Wang Yan snorted: "Grow up! Just now you clearly saw Gao Lu coming to beat me, why didn't you stop her?"

.....

Wang Yan stayed for a while longer, and was forced by Song Zhiwen to drink half a cup of milk tea, and then proposed to go home.

When she went to get her handbag, Gao Lu said coldly: "You don't need to carry my things!"

Wang Yan also hummed.

He said: "Which one is yours? I'm too lazy to help you pick it up!"

"The two gray handbags on the innermost side are..."

Song Zhiwen advised from the side: "Lulu, why don't you let him carry the bag? If you go shopping next time, let him follow behind and be responsible for carrying the bag."

Yang Fuyi also said: "When you came to the milk tea shop, I saw that your hands were red from the cold. Now it's even colder outside. Besides, carrying a bag is a gentleman's behavior. Wang Yan should feel honored."

Wang Yan smiled and agreed: "It is indeed an honor to be able to carry bags for three beauties."

Gao Lu hesitated for a moment, but didn't hesitate anymore, and was pulled out of the milk tea shop by Song Zhiwen.

Just like that, three graceful beauties walked hand in hand in front, and the hard-working Wang Yan walked behind carrying large and small bags.

Although there are many handbags, they are not heavy and most of them are filled with clothes.

Wang Yan's left hand happened to be Gao Lu's two gray bags. Thinking of her refusal just now, he was curious about what was inside...

So, he took out the contents of his handbag, and with the help of the orange streetlight, Wang Yan saw clearly that it was a pair of dark gray women's underwear.

"Wow! Gao Lu, no wonder you can't find a boyfriend. Don't you know how to buy brightly colored underwear?"

Gao Lu suddenly stopped and turned around to see Wang Yan looking at his underwear.

There seemed to be crystal liquid flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

Seeing her, she immediately threw away Song Zhiwen's hand and rushed towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan quickly turned around and ran away, shouting with a smile as he ran: "Did you buy the wrong one? This size is a bit big..."

...

When he returned to Jiayuan Community, Wang Yan looked serious and walked at the back of the crowd without saying a word.

With the help of the room light, it was obvious that his two ears were extremely red.

It felt like it was being frozen or being pinched.

Wang Yan angrily threw his handbags on the sofa and shouted: "Next time I help you carry your bags, my fucking surname is not Wang!"

Song Zhiwen looked at Wang Yan's two red ears, feeling angry and distressed at the same time, and said angrily: "Who told you to look through Lulu's handbag!"

As if nothing was wrong, Gao Lu moved her wrist, picked up her handbag and walked into the master bedroom.

Seeing Wang Yan about to go back to his room, Song Zhiwen hurriedly called him to stop him.

Wang Yan said displeased: "I drank today and am not in the mood to watch cartoons with you!"

Song Zhiwen said hurriedly: "I won't watch TV today. I bought two clothes in the afternoon. I will put them on later and you can help me see if they look good..."

Wang Yan glanced at the smiling Yang Fuyi and said helplessly: "Then hurry up, I'm exhausted."

"Soon."

With that said, Song Zhiwen took a few bags and ran into the side bed.

Wang Yan sat lazily on the sofa and smiled at Yang Fuyi: "Senior sister, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Fuyi smiled: "What kind of look?"

"That's right! It's this kind of look. It's both smile and ridicule, and it seems to be mixed with a trace of sympathy..."

Yang Fuyi said speechlessly: "I just laughed. Is it as profound as you said?"

Wang Yan smiled: "Anyway, this is the feeling you give me."

After a pause, Yang Fuyi said: "Wang Yan, I think you should go to Huizhou as soon as possible?"

Wang Yan was stunned: "Why did you think of letting me go to Huizhou?"

Yang Fuyi raised his eyebrows: "Have you forgotten your illness? You need to see a psychiatrist."

Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry immediately. It was a lie he made up casually, but he didn't expect Yang Fuyi to take it seriously!

The point is, do I look that much like a sissy?

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