Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 40 Fate, wonderful.

The weather in Hangcheng is good today, with large clouds covering the scorching sun.

Although it is still hot at noon, it is much better than the high temperature that can cause people to suffer from heat stroke.

Especially after coming to the West Lake, the cool breeze blowing slowly makes people feel relaxed and happy.

To be honest, there is no fun in West Lake. The reason why Fang Yi came here is just to remember his youth.

At this moment, there are already quite a few hawkers setting up stalls by the West Lake.

The stalls are placed under the shade of the trees, enjoying the cool breeze while bragging, not to mention how pleasant.

Unlike later generations, he had to be wary of city management raids.

Fang Yi took a leisurely pace and strolled along the lakeside leisurely.

Just then, there was a fierce quarrel ahead.

I saw a woman standing in front of the railing on the shore of the lake, holding a mobile phone in her hand, making a call.

She was wearing an office dress and a white shirt, showing off her figure, with big chestnut-dyed waves draped over her shoulders.

She has a very high face value, about twenty-seven or eight-year-old, a proper young and mature beauty.

It's just that at this moment, her emotions are a little excited.

"This kind of words can be said, Wang Qiwei, are you still a man?"

"I feel sick every time I see you now, you know?"

"Don't say anything, see you in court tomorrow!"

...

She didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but she yelled a scumbag, and then threw the phone in her hand into the lake.

The woman who vented her anger took out a pack of Marlboros from her bag and took out one to set it on fire.

She took a deep breath, then raised her chin slightly, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

To be honest, Fang Yi has seen a lot of pictures of women smoking.

But it's the first time he's seen it with such a charm.

How to describe it, it's a bit like a scene in a Wong Kar Wai movie.

Seemingly aware of Fang Yi's gaze, the woman turned her head slightly.

Seeing Fang Yi staring at her, instead of being annoyed, she shook the Marlboro in her hand and asked, "Do you want one?"

"OK!"

Fang Yi rarely smokes, but he thinks this woman is interesting, so he nods in agreement.

Stepping forward, he took the cigarette from the other party, Fang Yi took it in his mouth, "I'm borrowing a fire by the way, thank you."

The woman didn't speak, she took out a lighter to help him light it.

The two of them smoked cigarettes so quietly, neither of them said a word.

After finishing smoking a cigarette, the woman subconsciously reached into her bag to take the phone, but she soon recalled that the phone had just been thrown into the West Lake by herself.

Looking at the little boy beside her, she said, "Can I borrow your phone to use it?"

"no problem!"

Fang Yi smiled slightly, took out his phone and handed it over.

Taking over the phone, the woman quickly dialed a number.

Soon, the phone was connected, I saw a loving smile on the woman's face, and said warmly: "Yutong, are you good at grandma's house? Well, my mother misses you too... Mom promises you, I will go in a week. Would you like to accompany you? Be good, our Yutong is really obedient."

"Mom has something to do here, hang up first, bye."

It seems that because of borrowing someone else's mobile phone, the woman was embarrassed to talk for too long, and after a few hurried words, she hung up the phone.

Returning the phone to Fang Yi, she thanked: "Thank you."

Fang Yi raised the unburned cigarette in his hand, which was self-evident.

You ask me to smoke, and I borrow your cell phone.

"goodbye!"

The woman waved her hand, and turned and left with a big wave.

Watching the back of her leaving, Fang Yi felt that fate was really amazing.

Just now he heard the woman calling her daughter Yutong, and Fang Yi's little lover in the previous life was also called Yutong.

Of course, it is not known whether it is a homophone or not, after all, there are quite a few female names with two homophones.

Continuing to stroll around the West Lake, it was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that Fang Yi drove the car and rushed to Jianshe Bank in Xiacheng District.

Parking the car and bringing his laptop, Fang Yi pushed open the door and walked into the bank.

There were not many people in the bank at the moment, Fang Yi looked around and found a place to sit down.

There was still half an hour before the agreed transaction time, and out of boredom, Fang Yi took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Han Ning.

The little girl has been sticking to herself more and more recently, and her feelings have heated up rapidly. He wondered if he should find a chance to go to second base?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the bank was pushed open again, feeling the heat wave behind him, Fang Yi couldn't help turning his head to look.

At a glance, he was instantly happy.

This is too coincidental, it was the woman I met earlier by the West Lake who pushed in.

At this time, she also saw Fang Yi, and the two smiled at each other.

"What a coincidence!"

The woman said, walked over to Fang Yi and sat down, turned her head and asked, "According to your accent, you don't seem to be a native of Hangcheng, right?"

It's really not easy to meet twice in a row, and she thinks this little boy is very interesting, so it's rare for her to take the initiative to chat.

"No, I just came to Hangzhou to do some errands. Your accent doesn't seem to be local, but it's a bit like Jinling."

Fang Yi studied in Jinling for four years in his previous life, and lived for another seven or eight years after graduation, so he was naturally familiar with the Jinling accent.

Hearing this, the woman's eyes lit up and she chuckled, "I'm from Jinling, how about you?"

"My home is in Jiangzhen City near Jinling."

"Oh, Jiang Zhen, that's very close to Jinling."

Even though the two seemed to be having a good time chatting, in fact, they were talking about the local customs of Jinling and Jiangzhen, which was nonsense without nutrition, because after chatting for more than ten minutes, they didn't even know each other's names.

Before you know it, it's three o'clock.

Picking up the phone and checking the time, Fang Yi couldn't help frowning slightly.

Not coming yet?

Don't you get pigeons yourself?

At this time, the woman also raised her hand and glanced at her watch, a hint of anxiety flashed in her eyes.

Ok?

The woman glanced at the laptop on Fang Yi's lap, Fang Yi glanced at the black computer bag she was carrying, and the two were taken aback at the same time.

"Ms. Zhang?"

"Mr. Fang?"

After confirming the identity of the other party, Fang Yi smiled and stretched out his hand: "Fang Yi!"

"Zhang Ya!"

Shaking hands gently, Zhang Ya also called out her name.

Fate, amazing. *

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