Near nine o'clock,

Fang Qing and Zheng Jianghe sat in a roadside food stall, drinking beer and eating stir-fry. After two minutes of foot washing and massage, their bodies and minds were repaired to the greatest extent, abandoning their half-dead appearance. Now they are full of energy and can even compete with tigers.

"Xiao Fang?"

"Does it make sense to listen to me?" Zheng Jianghe had a hint of drunkenness on his face after drinking two bottles of beer, and he said with a smile: "If a man wants to have his own child at the age of 30, then he should have his own woman pregnant at the age of 29."

"Does this mean that when you are twenty-eight years old, the two will get married? In this way... you will get engaged when you are twenty-seven, and then you will think about it again... you have been in love for two years and you are twenty-five."

"Of course."

"This is still a situation where two people are in love. Any mistakes in the middle will destroy this process, so... a man wants to have his own child at the age of 30, at least... from the age of 22 to 23, he must know his future wife."

Speaking of this,

Zheng Jianghe raised his head and looked at the side sitting opposite him, and asked seriously: "What do you think?"

“I think…”

"Not very strict." Fang Qing picked up the wine glass, took a big mouthful, and then put it back on the dining table with a bang, and said seriously: "Actually, it is very simple for a man to have his own child when he is thirty, and it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"oh?"

"What are your opinions?" Zheng Jianghe suddenly became interested.

"It is when you are thirty, marry a single mother with a child, and all the problems will be solved." Fang Qing replied.

Zheng Jianghe was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought about Fang Qing's solution. He always felt something was wrong, but it was so flawless. He hesitated and said seriously: "Xiao Fang...you have to carefully review the question. I mean my own child."

"oops..."

"Be more generous, let's talk about it... Do you think your biological child is really your biological child? What if it's not?" Fang Qi smiled and said authentically.

"Um..."

"Suddenly it makes sense." Zheng Jianghe nodded thoughtfully: "It confirms a saying in society. If you want to live a decent life, you have a little green on your head."

"I realized it."

after,

The two talked about work, perhaps the effect of alcohol. Zheng Jianghe complained about the hardships in recent times to Fang Qing, from the time he applied for funds to the present... The tortuous process in between is a 30-episode TV series with a slight ups and downs.

"Why..."

"While I fantasizing about the unblocked wings on my body, I strongly foresee that I might accomplish nothing in my future life."

After drinking a glass of beer, Zheng Jianghe was much calmer, his eyebrows were filled with helplessness and emotion about the world, and he continued to say to himself: "We are ordinary and unknown. Although we are trying hard to live, love and endure suffering, no one will be interested in this, and history will not leave any writing on us."

"The general public, countless people."

Zheng Jianghe's drunk mantra touched Fang Zhen's heart. When he was a child, he fantasized about becoming a great scientist like Einstein. However, when he grew up, he realized that the world would not always release goodwill to him, and in most cases it was full of malice.

Even though I tried my best to achieve the most perfection, I still couldn't get rid of the constraints under the rules. The final outcome was to die in silence. Perhaps this is the helplessness and reality in life.

Not to mention the current situation, it is really possible that as Zheng Jianghe said, looking forward to a bright future, but feeling a miserable ending.

This late-night snack lasted for an hour, starting with laughter and ending with emo.

at this time,

Fang Qing stroked Zheng Jianghe, who was already drunk, and got into a taxi, preparing to take him home.

Sitting in the back seat and looking at the night view in the city through the car window, the night lights are illusory and glittering, which seems to be less oppressive and more comfortable than the city during the day. However,... the twilight fades, and you will start a repetitive life again.

suddenly,

Songs came from Eason's "The Lonely Brave".

Love your ragged clothes

But dare to block the gun of fate

Love you and me

The gaps are the same

Go? Is it worth it? This ragged cloak

Fight? Fight! With the humblest dream

To the sob and roar in the dark night

Who says that standing in the light is a hero

Hearing Eason's unique voice and deep voice, he instantly pulled Fang Han's thoughts back to reality, and his eyes were no longer confused and hesitant.

Um...

It takes more courage to face it.

...

...

It was already half past ten o'clock in the evening when Zheng Jianghe was settled.

I originally thought of staying at Brother Zheng’s house for one night, but I just let it go... Then I walked out of the house, closed the door, and prepared to go back to my apartment.

On the way back, Fang Qi kept thinking about the critical temperature value in the electronic sorting problem. Perhaps because of drinking some wine, his brain was running faster than during the day.

In an instant,

He came up with three ways to calculate this value. As for whether it is right, it needs to be carefully studied tomorrow.

for a long time,

The taxi stopped in front of the gate of Xingfu Apartment, scan the code to pay, and hurriedly got out.

"Xiao Fang!"

"Wait a moment!"

As soon as he stepped into the apartment gate, the doorman Zhang called him.

"ah?"

Fang Qi looked at the old man with confusion on his face and asked curiously: "Is there anything wrong with Uncle Zhang?"

"Half an hour ago, someone came to find you." said the old man.

"Someone is looking for me?"

Fang Qi frowned: "Who? Are you still here?"

"A woman."

"It should be at the door of your room. She said she would wait until you come back." Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "A very beautiful woman is more beautiful than the big stars on TV. The key is that she looks very rich."

After saying that,

Seeing that Fang Wei's eyes became a little playful, there was a hint of joking between his eyebrows.

woman?

pretty?

rich?

Could it be her?

“…”

"Uncle Zhang?"

"What kind of eyes are you?" Fang Qi found that Mr. Zhang's eyes were filled with some meaning, and he knew without guessing... it must be a bad thing.

"nothing..."

"Uncle didn't expect that you would be honest and honest. It turned out that... was extraordinary." The old man raised his hand, patted Fang Qing's shoulder gently, and said earnestly: "Go quickly... don't let the little rich woman wait in a hurry."

this...

Mr. Zhang wouldn't think I...I was kept by that woman, right?

Then Fang Qing was pushed into the elevator, and the enthusiastic old man also pressed the floor of the elevator for him. It was almost a matter of... When Fang Qing walked out of the elevator, he saw the woman standing in the corridor at a glance. She also turned around and noticed Fang Qing.

......
Chapter completed!