121 Love letter from that year

A person's skin will always become thicker and thicker the more he tries his strength.

Tian Ye is such a typical person, not as many people imagine. All the children of high-ranking officials will have their own complete strength system. At least Tian Ye is not. He is not like Fu Qiubai knows some people who are in a society outside of school. When necessary, he can call on dozens of people to come and fight with long swords on a motorcycle. Tian Ye has always relied on his cheek to do things. Of course, his city party secretary's father's brand is also a good protective umbrella at some point.

When Tian Ye first entered the municipal party committee compound, he put away his usual face and approached Yang Wei with a thick face, pretending not to be pretentious or pretending to behave, because he knew that Yang Wei's ability was not just that he was Yang Zaitian's son, but his means, his power, and all that he needed.

But a man can change many things: he can disguise himself, his wife and family, his girlfriend, and even his own faith and God. However, there is one thing he cannot change - that is his nature.

Tian Ye likes beautiful girls, and he does not have the noble sentiment of being dedicated from the bottom of his heart, but he cannot be said to be flirting with the old and old. He can persist in the beautiful girls he loves in his heart, but the reality is so wonderful. Tian Ye, who claims to be good in appearance and family background, cannot pursue the girl he loves. When failure and pain are too deeply entangled, he becomes his code of conduct. Although he regards sincerity as a standard for treating girls, when sincerity becomes a stupid stepping stone, Tian Ye can no longer control himself. He can only act like a child who has just learned to walk, and learn to disguise himself by pretending to be shallow, and then he is gradually moving away with a powerful way.

"Save your face home and look in the mirror."

Yang Wei did not let go of his fist, but squatted down, pressed against Tian Ye's chest, and said calmly.

Tian Ye fell to the ground and Yang Wei squatted down. This series of movements happened very coherently. It was very natural that the boys from the school basketball team behind Tian Ye were shocked and forgot to react.

Just as someone wanted to stand up, Tian Ye wiped the blood from his mouth with one hand, raised his other hand, and stopped the counterattack of the people behind him.

"Yang Wei, neither of us owes each other."

Tian Ye stood up, looked at Pan Jing, looked at Ye Canglan, then looked at Fang Luo, and finally said: "As long as it is what I want to do, no one can stop me."

Looking at the stubborn Tian Ye, Fang Luo smiled at this time and said, "I don't think so."

At this time, when the music masterpieces in the box were full of people outside the corridor, Fang Luo suddenly realized that he had overlooked an important thing. He had always been worried that Tian Ye would snatch Xie Jin away, but he could not see clearly. In fact, the most critical link was Xie Jin. The choice was not himself, but Xie Jin.

It is really stupid to try his best to intrigue with Tian Ye for the so-called battle for Xie Jin. Xie Jin is not a product or an equivalent exchange, but it really makes Fang Luo feel sorry for, admire and like the girl. In this unprepared rebirth career, what he needs most is to focus his energy on Xie Jin, and Tian Ye may one day in the future to become a passerby.

Tian Ye and a group of people left, and the originally lively party became a little boring, and the atmosphere was completely destroyed. Ye Canglan and the other two said apologies to Fang Luo and Yang Wei, and then left early. When the three left, Pan Jing also followed him out. The other girls were originally with Pan Jing, but when they saw her leave, no one stayed. Once the girls left, the remaining boys from No. 7 Middle School were not in the mood to stay.

After the bill was settled, Yang Wei said goodbye to several boys from No. 7 Middle School at the door and walked in the opposite direction from Fang Luo.

At this time, half the moon was hanging in the west of the sky. Before the night was late, the cold air was wandering freely in the streets and alleys, and pedestrians were lonely. Fang Luo and the others were walking under the street lights.

Talk! Talk!

The sound of shoes and floor contact was a bit abrupt on the street. The lights on the second floor of some shops on the street were turned off and turned off. It took a long time before a taxi whizzed by.

"Can you call back?"

Yang Wei looked at the watch, shook his head, and said, "It's still early, let's have a walk first."

Fang Luo nodded: "Okay, oh, by the way, why did you swing that punch at the door just now? That punch should have belonged to me."

Yang Wei stopped in surprise, looked at Fang Luo, thought for a while, and suddenly said with a smile: "It seems that too, I didn't think so much at that time, why, I feel uncomfortable?"

Fang Luo shook his head, "That's not, it's just that he's angry in his stomach and doesn't punch, it's uncomfortable."

Yang Wei raised his head and looked at the street lights, sat down on the bench beside him, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, it seemed to be 555. Fang Luo didn't see clearly, Yang Wei handed one to Fang Luo, and Fang Luo shook his head.

"I don't know you smoke too."

He exhaled white smoke from his nostrils awkwardly. Yang Wei coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Occasionally, one or two shots, this thing starts to choke very much, but it's quite interesting to take a few puffs when you're stuffy."

Fang Luo didn't smoke and didn't understand it very much, so he had to laugh.

Yang Wei took a few sips, stomped the cigarette with his feet, leaned on the stool, pillowed his head with his hands behind his back, turned to look at Fang Luo, who was also leaning on the stool, and said, "Actually, I wanted to give the field some color, but he was very restrained, and his circle and my circle did not intersect, and the fire in his heart was also intermittent. Tonight he looked too much, and he got angry and didn't care about the consequences. To be honest, if this kid didn't mess with the flowers, it was actually pretty good. At least he was not bad in nature. Unlike Fu Qiubai, he did a lot of dirty things behind his back. I hope he would punch him. Although he didn't expect to wake up, it might not be bad if he slapped his spirit."

Fang Luo responded with a smile: "Yes, except for hypocrisy, selfish, stingy, arrogant, and stupid, Tian Ye is pretty good."

"Your words are poisonous."

The last bus to the west always disappeared after ten o'clock. Go home from the Dynasty KTV, passes through the Water Conservancy Courtyard first, and then the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard. The two of them took the taxi back, and Fang Luo got off first.

Seeing the taillights light up at the corner of the street, Fang Luo stood at the entrance of the Water Conservancy Institute and fell into deep thought.

When I was in high school in my previous life, I didn’t pay attention to many things and many people didn’t know them. Fang Luo actually knew very little about the so-called high school students, and even his own behavior was a little vague. However, since his rebirth, all kinds of people have jumped out of the past world. Regardless of whom I know or don’t know, they are raising the banner and expressing their characteristics unreservedly in front of Fang Luo’s eyes, but Fang Luo has never seen Yang Wei clearly.

Behind Xie Jin's coldness is due to the relationship between his family since childhood, but the indifference that Yang Wei has always revealed from beginning to end has left Fang Luo without any trace. Sometimes you think Yang Wei is very proud, but he can be like a friend of many years, spanking you without restraint. Sometimes you think he is very enthusiastic, but he can look back with an indifferent look, making you feel that there is a layer of film between the two, and it cannot be broken even if you poke. Yang Wei is not happy. Fang Luo knows very well, but he doesn't know why he is not happy in the context of his father's high position, harmonious family and excellent academic performance.

In 2001, when Fang Luo brought a person from almost ten years ago to the dissection table with the eyes of a reborn person, he was shocked to find that it was not that the times were going too slowly, but that too many people matured too quickly.

Too many single-parent families have long since the post-80s generation people have matured too early and become indifferent and isolated, which has also made the entire generation labeled as a "beating generation" by many people.

There are many gaps in the huge net of life. Fang Luo, who came ten years later, looked through these gaps through these gaps and found that there was actually very little happiness. Too many people are growing up at a loss, suffering, sad, and confused.

Fang Luo thought he understood the sorrow of these people, but under the coverage of this giant net, he found that even if he had ten years of memory, he still didn't understand.

The last day of the New Year's Day holiday, in the afternoon.

Fang Luo called Xie Jin's house and found that no one answered the phone. If Ye Lancheng was going home for a holiday, he should have gone out to return to his workplace in the afternoon, but Xie Jin did not come back from Yongcheng?

When I went to the clothing store to see Shi Xiu, I saw my elder brother and sister-in-law helping in the store. Shi Xiu taught them some experiences to them. It seemed that they were handing over the shift.

Fang Luo did not disturb them, but went to the Bennie Road store next to him to help Aunt Li Guo, shouting loudly at the door with some discounts and benefits.

"Be careful that your mom will spank you when she comes home."

Li Guo stood at the counter and said to Fang Luo with a smile.

The staff in the store knew that although the two adjacent clothing stores were competitive on the surface, they had a very good relationship in secret. When they heard the boss's wife's words, they all laughed.

The weather in the west is a bit capricious in winter. It was still cold wind last night. On the afternoon of the next day, the clear sky was shining with sunshine, making people feel warm.

Standing on the bridge near the west, Fang Luo watched the afternoon glow shoot down from the distant horizon, and remembered the Flame Mountain in Journey to the West for no reason. Then suddenly remembered the era of love-puffing astronomy information era written by a girl named Princess Iron Fan in college, and the era of the leap and development of the information age of the Astronomy Network. In that love letter, she said something that Fang Luo could never forget.

"If I were fire, because I like you, then I would rather put out and let you turn over from the Mount of Flames, and then, would you like me?"

Some people only know their/her goodness after missing it, but they haven't looked over it. Many people may still be blindly accommodating life, self-assumption, paralysis, and never see clearly.

Fang Luo leaned against the bridge railing, watching the cars coming and going, looked up at the sunset, and suddenly felt at a loss: After going to Yongcheng, would he know that the west neighbor is the most suitable place for him?
Chapter completed!