Chapter 52 Advance and retreat freely (supplement)
Wow, a moist and warm seal covered his face, making Fang Zhe look like a sculpture.
Are you serious! I was just joking!
Fang Zhe's mind was all confused. Who am I, where am I, and what have I done?
He was dragged into the nightclub in a daze, sat down in a daze, and heard someone say in his ear, "Would you like to ask me to dance?" Then, Fang Zhe stood up in a daze again, and walked onto the dance floor in a daze.
Out of instinct, he put his arm around Bai Li's waist and held her hand. Fang Zhe woke up. After waking up, Fang Zhe soon received the answer. I was holding it in. It wasn't the driver's kind of holding it in.
, but the whole person's state is in a suppressed state. The style of carefully reducing the sense of presence as much as possible, in this season that should be full of youth.
There was always a line in my mind. When this line, that is, college graduation, was approaching, Fang Zhe, who had been holding back, finally began to explode. Of course, the main reason was that he had some money, and he drifted away.
"You are very skilled at dancing. You seem to be a veteran." Bai Li's tone, how should I put it? It was close to the edge of 404.
Fang Zhe would never accept the result of 404, so he put a little more force on his hand.
"What did Sister Bai say?" Bai Li pretended that she was too noisy by the music to hear clearly, and Bai Li didn't have the courage to continue.
In fact, Bai Li was thinking, I must be crazy, to actually take the initiative with a student...
Everything today feels unreal to Bai Li. Or is this her true self hidden under the mask?
After dancing to a song, he returned to his seat, and Liu Shiduo was no longer in his seat.
"Let's go for a walk. It's too noisy and stuffy here." Fang Zhe, who was worried that he was out of control, decided to run away. This dark environment, mixed with various smells and turbid air, together was too confusing. No wait.
Bai Li agreed, called the waiter and gave instructions, dragging Bai Li out of the nightclub.
Bai Li's mind exploded. This kid actually dragged her away and ran away? Instinctively, she was pulled out and Fang Zhe didn't pick up the car. She crossed the road and walked slowly along the sidewalk along the river.
The night breeze blows gently, and the fishing fires on the river are dotted with sparkling waves.
Fang Zhe never let go of his hand, just walking slowly along the river.
"The wind in this city is different." When Fang Zhe stopped and turned around, Bai Li was no longer in the chaotic state she was in before.
"Why is it different? Isn't it all airflow?" Bai Li no longer thinks about the hand being held. This state now gives her a strong sense of security. Teacher Bai, who has let himself go, takes an indulgent approach to Fang Zhe
manner.
Fang Zhe grabbed Bai Li's other hand: "Feel it with your heart."
"I feel it!" Bai Li said with a smile: "I feel that there is a little gangster in front of me, so let go."
The kind-hearted teacher Bai suddenly thought that people should not be too selfish, at least when facing Fang Zhe, they should not be too selfish.
"Okay, I'll take Sister Bai back." Fang Zhe let go decisively, and the two of them walked slowly side by side along the way, neither of them intending to speak.
After driving Bai Li back to school, Fang Zhe's pager rang when she got home, with a text message: Huanjun Mingzhu shed tears.
Fang Zhe smiled. Today's scale is a good one. Both parties can move forward and retreat freely. He fell on the bed and closed his eyes. He was unexpectedly relaxed and fell asleep unconsciously.
A knock on the door woke Fang Zhe up. It was only seven o'clock. Who could be so early?
When she came out to look at the door, Wu Mingzhu was standing at the door, holding an insulated lunch box in her hand: "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do." Fang Zhe snorted: "Come in."
There is no doubt that this is a very delicate moment for Wu Longbin. As a daughter, she really has no choice.
Fang Zhe would not be angry with her because of this. In fact, it was not a big deal. Fang Zhe was not that angry when he got up.
"I made porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat." While Fang Zhe was washing up, Wu Mingzhu went into the kitchen naturally, washed the bowl and took out the porridge.
When Fang Zhe picked up the porridge, he looked at Wu Mingzhu with a smile on his face and sighed: "You don't have to be like this. Your father and I are a cooperative relationship, a win-win situation. He doesn't owe me anything."
Wu Mingzhu felt warm in her heart. This person could always speak to her heart. Sitting opposite, Wu Mingzhu looked at Fang Zhe and shook her head: "What you said is wrong. My father owes you a chance to stand tall and be a good person. You
I think it’s cooperation, but I know him too well. After buying out his seniority and resigning, my father’s back was bent, but he has straightened up again recently.”
Fang Zhe wanted to comfort him, but Wu Mingzhu said first: "My father is a cautious person, so let him do something by himself. At most, he can be a middle-level person in the company, or start a small business by himself."
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Fang Zhe thought about something. When he put down his chopsticks, he stared at Wu Mingzhu and said: "When people reach middle age, they can't help but advance or retreat. Don't say that about your father. If he were ten years younger, he would be completely different.
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"Thank you!" Wu Mingzhu smiled and did not agree with Fang Zhe's statement, but she was still very grateful.
"Thank you!" Fang Zhe picked up the bowl and washed it. Wu Mingzhu thought about it and did not argue. She followed to the kitchen door and looked at Fang Zhe who was washing the dishes and said, "It's just a bowl of porridge, I don't deserve your thanks."
"If we continue to be so polite between you and me, it won't end tomorrow." Fang Zhe smiled back, and Wu Mingzhu lowered her head and smiled.
"I said it was in the afternoon, but my father got up early in the morning and was restless. So, I got up early to make porridge and told him that I was here to bring you breakfast. You won't despise him for this, right?"
This question is very direct, and Fang Zhe also answered very directly: "Of course not. As I said just now, when people reach middle age, they are at a loss. It is natural to feel fear. As the backbone of the family, you have to bear the burden and move forward.
Naturally, I am trembling with fear."
"Thank you again, I'm leaving." Wu Mingzhu said leaving, but she didn't mean to move. Her eyes were fixed on Fang Zhe, and she wanted to ask if she would stay. But Fang Zhe didn't stay, but smiled.
Farewell: "Be careful on the road."
No matter what Wu Mingzhu thought, Fang Zhe still liked the feeling of moving forward and retreating freely. Especially when it came to relationships, Fang Zhe was even more so. When he returned to the room, the phone rang: "I'm Fang Zhe."
"Su Jian was beaten. The police are here. Come on."
"I'm going, this early in the morning. What happened last night?" Fang Zhe asked.
Bai Li: "Yes, what happened last night. Su Jian was beaten with a sack."
Fang Zhe immediately knew the answer in his heart and said with a smile: "I'm so happy! Hahaha!"
After putting down the phone, Fang Zhe went out. After ten minutes, he arrived at the office. When he entered the door, he saw two policemen, a man and a woman, who seemed familiar. Before Fang Zhe could say anything, the male policeman had already smiled and said: "It's you. I said this name as if it were...