Chapter 232: Chen Yanyan's Weibo trumpet

Chen Chuan bid farewell to the Lin family and his daughter, and walked out of Chunfengtang, also proud of Chunfeng.
　　 8 million in cash, which is still very pleasant.
　　 He got in the car and was about to leave when he saw Lin Yingya come out.
　　 "Chen Chuan, we haven't eaten, why don't we go to eat together?" Lin Yingya asked after chasing the car.
　　 "Aren't you going to see the one introduced by your home?"
　　 "Well, will you go with me? I don't really want to go."
　　 Lin Yingya stood outside the car.
　　 Chen Chuan let her get in the car, and first turned her 2 points, which is 160,000.
　　 "Your account has reached 160,000 yuan, and the current balance is 312,101 yuan, [China Merchants Bank]"
　　 Lin Yingya received the receipt message and was pleasantly surprised: "You really give me a benefit? Ma Ya, this is the first time I got so much money! I can buy the long-awaited S3."
　　 Qian turned over. As for what Lin Yingya said, let him go with him, Chen Chuan had no interest.
　　 After letting Lin Yingya get off the car, Chen Chuan left Chunfengtang.
　　 It's four o'clock in the afternoon. It's embarrassing at this time. If you eat, there are no restaurants open yet.
　　 Chen Chuan received a call from Jia Qiang, saying that he wanted to invite his old classmates to have a meal with him on his birthday in the evening. He didn't call anyone else, but only his closest friends.
　　 Chen Chuan agreed. After passing through a cake shop, he ordered a brownie cake for 400 yuan.
　　 Regarding the place to eat, a few people combined, they decided to be a roasted whole lamb restaurant next to the ancient film and television city. Although it is far away, it is relatively close to Jia Qiang's home.
　　 Chen Chuan went first with the cake.
　　 At six o'clock in the evening, people arrived one after another, Jia Qiang, Lu Youfang, and two other female high school classmates. Chen Chuan and these two girls are not very familiar, just say hello.
　　 In the last sunset of the western sky, a pink Porsche 911 approached.
　　 The car stopped, Wang Lixin got out of the car, the passenger door opened, and an elegant woman got out of the car.
　　 "Chen Chuan." The woman greeted with a smile.
"Teacher Chen?"
　　 Chen Chuan recognized that this was Chen Yanyan.
　　Wang Lixin said: "Mr. Chen has no place to eat at night, so I took her with me, don’t mind having more chopsticks? Jia Qiang?"
"Teacher Chen!"
"Hello teacher!"
　　 Jia Qiang, Lu Youfang and others say hello together, after all, Chen Yanyan taught them in high school.
　　 A total of seven people entered an antique courtyard next to the studio.
Because this yard is famous for roasting whole lamb, there are a lot of guests, but the small yard is not open to the outside world. They are regular customers, or the crews filming here, some directors and second- and third-rate actors, sometimes also have them. First-line.
　　 yard is the kind of big yard with three inputs and three outputs during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
In the late autumn of November, seven people sat on the burning hot kang, sharing a whole lamb roasted with oil, drinking hot old wine, listening to the sea breeze outside the window, drinking wine and eating a large piece Lamb, laughter.
　　 At night, when Chen Chuan came out to go to the bathroom, Wang Lixin also came out.
　　 She said, "Do you see that Teacher Chen is in a sad mood?"
　　 Chen Chuan thought for a while, but didn't realize that from the outside, it didn't look like a divorced person at all.
　　Wang Lixin took out his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, found an ID called "Counterclockwise Wind", and took it in front of Chen Chuan.
　　 Chen Chuan saw that the latest Weibo was posted at 10 o'clock last night.
A counterclockwise wind: "Not long after you left, I went to watch a movie by myself. I bought two tickets. At the corner of the movie theater, there were very many people, talking and laughing. My head stayed on the side as much as possible. On the empty chair, until everyone was gone, I said to the empty place next to me that I love you. I got up and left. It was raining outside. This late autumn is a bit cold."
　　 Chen Chuan read this passage and tasted it carefully. From it, he experienced an indescribable emotion, powerless love and sadness.
　　 "Is this... Chen Yanyan's Weibo account?" Chen Chuan asked.
Wang Lixin nodded: "It's her trumpet, and I didn't see it accidentally. I didn't want to look at it, but I turned it over without restraining my curiosity. After reading it, I was depressed. Look at this one-life The torrent wants to suffocate people, but we grow up wantonly in an oxygen-deficient environment. And this one—my dad came to my room last night and saw me watching the stars. He stood for a while and said "Is life tired?" He said perfunctorily, "It's okay", he turned his head and looked at the stars and said, "You weren't as lively as you were when you were a kid."
　　 Seeing these mood texts on Weibo, especially the last sentence, Chen Chuan didn't know what was wrong, his eyes were a little moist.
　　 This is the sad and lonely side of a seemingly elegant woman. In fact, it is not just Chen Yanyan, maybe everyone is the same.
　　 Standing in this small antique courtyard, listening to the laughter of drinking, guessing, and chatting in each room, time and space seemed to travel hundreds of years, back to ancient times.
　　 Everything is a bit unreal.
　　 until I felt Wang Lixin hugged from behind.
　　 I lighted a cigarette and smoked two sips. The night on the beach is clear enough to see the stars in the sky. The sea breeze blows away the smoke and blows the long hair of the woman behind him.
"As we grow up, the people who accompany me are always changing. Friends who used to be so good are no longer in touch. I said that those vows that will always be good friends can't come true. Life is a train. Everyone except myself is a passer-by. All I can do is hold the present tightly, don't want to lose, don't want to miss." Wang Lixin said behind her.
　　 Chen Chuan smiled: "Is this teacher Chen Yanyan's Weibo, or is it your own feeling?"
　　 "Myself, do you remember that we were diving in the hotel diving pool that day?" Wang Lixin said.
　　 "Well, what's the matter?"
"That night, I dreamed that I fell into the sea. Darkness slowly shrouded, my eyes blurred and erratic, my mind began to trance, and my heart cried out "Help me" over and over again. It was like being abandoned by the world and the ghosts and gods pulling you into hell. The helplessness...I woke up from my dream. Fortunately, you are by my side. Looking at the moonlight on your side of the bed, I feel inexplicably relieved." Wang Lixin said slowly.
"Oh, I remembered, so you took advantage of the trend and climbed onto me again? No wonder, when I looked at the time, at 3:30 in the middle of the night, I wondered why you were so enthusiastic. If you were like this, you wouldn't dare to fight You are together." Chen Chuan said.
　　 Wang Lixin smiled and said: "I was serious, but you interrupted again. Hey, listen, who is playing the flute?"
　　 I don’t know where, there is a faint sound of flute, in the sea breeze and moonlight, looking around, there are row upon row of ancient buildings, restaurants, inns, library books, shops, palaces, arrow towers, city walls...
　　 This is a whimpering flute, ethereal and transparent, with a melodious tune. In this mellow tone, it seems to see ancient sages standing with their hands in their hands, letting the gale blow, standing in the moonlight, leaning on a railing and looking into the mountains and rivers.
　　 But when you put it in a modern city, you can hear the words in a hundred years of loneliness. All the splendor that has ever been in life, after all, needs to be repaid with loneliness.
　　 Wang Lixin turned to the front and asked: "Chen Chuan, do you love me?"
　　 After waiting for a long time, Chen Chuan did not answer.
Wang Lixin asked again: "The girl you brought to the class reunion was called Qin Xiang, right? I want to know, is she... your real girlfriend or something? By the way, do you think I know You are rich now that you like you? Actually, it’s not ~EbookFREE.me~ When you were with Zhou Qi in high school, I liked you very much. If you don’t believe me, I have a diary at home and I have space There are also some records."
　　 Chen Chuan was surprised, and he didn't know what he liked at the time. Is it possible that these fairies will be worried about being handsome.
　　 The two stood in the courtyard for a while, and Wang Lixin didn't ask the question "Do you love me or not" again.
　　 Actually, Chen Chuan can't tell by himself now.
　　 It's like there is a saying-whether two people can walk together, timing is very important. You show up when he wants to be stable, then you have a great chance of winning. You appear when he is full of curiosity about the world, so even if you are so beautiful and excellent, it is useless. Love deeply and early, not as good as when you love.
　　 Now for him, it is time to be curious about the world.
　　 A few minutes later, Chen Yanyan came out to the bathroom in the courtyard.
　　 "Are you blowing the cool breeze here?" Chen Yanyan asked with a smile.
　　 Chen Chuan looked at her and smiled: "Would you like to sing at night? Want to hear you sing?"
　　 Chen Yanyan shook his head and smiled: "No, I have to go to work tomorrow. I dare not play too late tonight. Wait next time, right?"
"Ok."
　　 At this time, a girl wearing a light pink fluffy hooded jacket, a sweater underneath, and a pair of camel boots came out to the courtyard, walked to Chen Chuan and Chen Yanyan, stopped suddenly, and said in surprise, "Chen Yanyan?"
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