Chapter 803

"Since sister Wanqing is not here, I'll go first..." feeling Zhai Danqing's attitude of refusing thousands of miles, Zhang Ke felt some loss. It seemed that there was no need to explain what she had just missed the passenger car, so let her be the spring in her dream. Without Zhai Danqing answering in the room, she went downstairs.

Listening to Zhang Ke's footsteps downstairs and the sound of opening and closing the door, Zhai Danqing sat down limply behind the door, sat for a moment, stood up strongly, walked to the window and watched Zhang Ke walk out of the apartment building - his car parked in the open space in front of the building.

Although Zhai Danqing was full of mixed feelings in his heart, he was not the kind of woman who dragged water. It seemed that if he shook his hand, he could forget the accident just now, and could only deal with it as an outsider. He stared at the man downstairs getting into the car. Although he knew he couldn't get into it by himself, he didn't want to completely disarm and fall in this way. In the final analysis, he is just the devil locked in his heart. I don't know if there will be a woman in the world who will devour him completely and not let the devil in his heart run out to harm other women.

Zhai Danqing leaned against the window and thought of the girl wearing a white dress with an umbrella in the rainy evening in Xinwu in summer. Why did Zhang Ke feel so sad when tying shoes for this strange girl?

Zhang Ke sat in the car and looked up at the upstairs. There was no light on and Zhai Danqing couldn't see. He leaned against the window and looked down. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the morning. Jianye's night was extra quiet. Sitting in the car, he seemed to only hear insects calling outside. On the spacious road, you can occasionally see pedestrians who are still wandering outside in the early morning. These pedestrians may be strolling until the early morning, or couples who are not willing to separate and have no courage to open a room in a hotel, tramps who are crowded in the corner to take shelter from the wind, or people who leave in embarrassment after being rejected by women like themselves.

Zhai Danqing hides her spotless and tenacious charm, which is rarely recognized by others.

There are more people in Xuefu Lane who refuse to dissipate in the early morning. College students have endless energy to play and have fun. They prefer the quiet and deep night. Zhang Ke remembers that he was the same in the past. He opened his eyes all night and saved his sleep time for the next day's class.

In April, Xuefu lane has more than one Internet cafe in Chuangyu. Due to the high rent of Xuefu lane, although the half price is far from being a cheap Internet fee, the operation of Internet cafes in Xuefu Lane in 1998 is destined to take the medium and high-end route. Fengyun Internet cafes are opened across the street from Chuangyu.

Zhang Ke parked his car in the community. At this time, he didn't feel sleepy. Although he was a little hungry, he just went to Suguo 24-hour convenience store at the entrance of the alley and bought a pack of cigarettes. Seeing Lianhua convenience is opposite the store, he couldn't help but want to laugh. The picture of cruel business competition was spread out in front of him.

Carrying the wind and lighting the smoke, Zhang Ke squatted on the steps in front of Chuangyu Internet cafe and thought about things. He also looked at the bright lights of Fengyun Internet cafe across the street. However, at this time, there were far fewer people surfing the Internet all night in Fengyun Internet cafe than Chuangyu.

"Why are you squatting outside?"

Zhang Ke looked back. He Xian, wearing a rose red short windbreaker, stood at the door of the Internet cafe and was looking at himself.

"Do you also surf the Internet all night?" Zhang Ke asked strangely.

"Why can't I surf the Internet all night?" He Xian looked at Zhang Ke strangely and pointed to the lobby in the landing glass window behind him. There are still a lot of girls surfing the Internet. He explained, "she was pulled over by Su Yiting, but she fell asleep on the table. I came out to take a breath... You squat here to take a breath?"

"Well," Zhang Ke nodded, took a step to the side and gave he Xian a space. It's hard for others to imagine that he Xian, a girl with a porcelain texture and exquisite face, would squat on the road teeth with Zhang Ke regardless of her image. She really squatted down and stared across the street like Zhang Ke, She could feel that Zhang Ke was not focusing on the situation in the Fengyun Internet cafe across the street, perhaps looking at the air above the street.

"Promise!" Zhang Ke handed the cigarette.

"...." He Xian was surprised, smiled and said, "I still want to pretend to be a lady. Don't expose me so naked?"

Zhang Ke smiled, took another cigarette for himself, and put the cigarette box and lighter on the road tooth.

"Is it fun to smoke?" He Xian asked.

"It's neither fun nor boring. Sometimes it's just a habit," Zhang Ke said. "Who says ladies can't smoke?"

"It's the men who smoke." He Xian smiled cunningly. "So you can solemnly say that girls don't smoke well?"

Zhang Ke smiled, picked up the cigarette case and lighter and handed it to He Xian.

"Don't use one, try it first..." He Xian pointed to the cigarette held by Zhang Ke's lips, "so as not to waste it."

Zhang Ke handed her the cigarette, watched her with some novelty and timidity, pressed the filter mouth between the pink lips, took a thrilling breath, and choked it out fiercely... Like the memory of the past, he Xian choked a touch of blush on his face as clear as the first snow, and his tears choked out. He was unprepared, depressed and sat on the road teeth

He Xian coughed for several times before he calmed down. He was deceived and returned the cigarette to Zhang Ke: "I choke to death. It turns out that smoking is not fun at all."

Zhang Ke laughs and picks up the cigarette. She has known her for more than ten years. After many love robberies, she cherishes the friendship with her as a treasure. Life goes back again. Some seemingly accidental things still won't deviate from its due track. Maybe this itself is closer to the essence and more firm. At this time, the thin Yin in Zhang Ke's heart dissipated. He took he Xian's tender hand to pull her up from the road teeth, pointed to the Internet cafe and asked her, "have a cup of coffee with me?"

"Your tone of voice is different from that of ordinary people. Don't you usually say 'please have a cup of coffee'?" He Xian patted his ass and knocked the dust off.

"Which statement do you prefer?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not a particular haggard." He Xian walked to the Internet cafe with Zhang Ke with a smile, sat down in the rest area of the leisure cafe and watched Zhang Ke bring coffee from both sides from the comprehensive bar.

Before Zhang Ke put down his coffee, three young people came from the Fengyun Internet cafe across the street, rushed into front of He Xian and said excitedly, "you refused me because of this bastard?"

Zhang Ke looks at the young man as a handsome and golden second ancestor, but what is more like a loser than him? Zhang Ke quietly looked at the three young men standing in front of He Xian. The second ancestor in the lead looked at He Xian with his eyes, but his hand pointed to his nose. Zhang Ke moved half a step to the side. He was not very happy that his nose was pointed to; The other two young men stared at themselves with hostile and contemptuous eyes.

Beauty is the root of trouble. Zhang Ke has a deep understanding of this.

However, we should carefully calculate the total number of young and golden second generation ancestors and rich people who have the courage to take mistresses will not be more than those who are still less beautiful. Resources should be allocated enough. There are still a lot of resources flowing to low-grade places such as pink hair salons - but it is inevitable that several pairs of eyes will stare into a pot, and disputes will be inevitable.

In this world, in addition to power and money, what can provoke the struggle between men more than women?

"I go to your show every day, but you refuse me for such a bastard?" the young man was going to be angry.

"Er..." Zhang Ke couldn't help but remind the boy, "He Xian worked in 1978, and her salary was 10 yuan per hour. Whether you support it or not, she won't get more or less money from 1978. It doesn't seem that she has to promise to associate with you for this..." seeing that the boy's eyes widened, he explained with a smile, "I just put in an explanation so that you don't misunderstand what an unclean place 1978 is. If you have any disputes with He Xian, you can continue to talk."

Seeing Zhang Ke's salivary face, the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. The boy was so angry that he almost burst his stomach: "if you don't take a mirror to look at yourself, what qualifications do you have to pursue what string?"

"If you want to say qualification," Zhang Ke pointed to the watch that the boy was wearing on his wrist with his sleeves rolled up. "Is that Cartier's watch you're wearing? Does that mean qualification?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "you know the goods!"

"I have a piece of jiangshidanton here. If you say the qualification means this?" Zhang Ke took out his watch from his coat pocket and raised it in front of the boy. He walked to the door of the Internet cafe and smashed it in the middle of the road. Without looking at it, he came back, spread his hand and said, "I don't need any qualification to invite he Xian to have a cup of coffee like a friend..."

The boy never thought that Zhang Ke could take out a piece of Jiang shidanton from his coat pocket. His face was so ugly that he could wring out a pool of water. He took off his watch and gave it to the young man around him: "help me smash it!" the young man looked embarrassed. More than 100000 watches said to smash it, even if it wasn't his own.

"Go and smash it. It's just a watch. There are seven or eight better watches in my father's drawer. It's troublesome to have too many watches..." the boy is like a duck rushed to the shelf by Zhang Ke. How can he swallow this tone? His companion angered him and didn't smash it. He was afraid that he would be angry at himself, so he had to smash it on the street with his watch.

Because it was the weekend, Du Fei didn't go to rest. When he heard that someone was making trouble, he went downstairs with Meng Le quickly. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing. He told Meng Le at the stairs: "the animal is too cloudy, and his watch is a 30 yuan stall..." without stopping his words, Zhang Ke took out the car key from his pocket and spread it on the table: "I also have a Mercedes 600..."

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