The perfect future of rebirth

"Well, that's all." Wang Qiang smiled honestly: "Brother, I'll just use the floor shop."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "What kind of floor bedding, I remember that there seems to be a single bed, let me make it for you."

It is definitely inappropriate for Wang Qiang to sleep in the living room, and it is not convenient to share the same bed with him, so let him add a single bed in his bedroom.

The original owner seemed to be sharing the room, so Zhao Fusheng's bedroom was very large, and he usually lived alone. There happened to be an open space where a single bed could be placed.

Several people worked hard and finally helped Wang Qiang settle down. Fan Baobao was naturally very happy, so he went out for dinner in a hurry.

"Let's go, idle is idle, how about celebrating Xiaoqiang's first day moving in?" Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Well, it's a housewarming."

In any case, Wang Qiang was a good person, and it was fate that the two met at such a tender hour.Zhao Fusheng didn't think about getting anything from him, and he didn't know what Zhao Fusheng would be like in the future. This kind of friendship, on the contrary, doesn't have so many conflicts of interest.

A group of people came to a restaurant outside the community, ordered a few dishes and a few bottles of beer, and ate happily.

After eating for a while, Zhao Fusheng found an excuse to get up and go out. When he walked outside, he dialed the landlord's phone number.

"Hi, hello, I would like to ask, is your house for sale..." Zhao Fusheng talked about the price with the other party straight to the point.

Soon, he got a satisfactory answer.

"Well, I'll ask someone to contact you later." Zhao Fusheng put down the phone, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 492 Edison

In Beijing in the millennium, housing prices were so low that Zhao Fusheng sometimes even thought about whether he should think about it and spend all his funds in buying a house.

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng often chatted with his friends. Everyone was middle-aged, so naturally he had a lot of emotions about life. What worries people most about middle age is not the so-called self-insignificant and greasy, but the once powerful elders. The decline of a generation is in front of me.

At that time, I often felt that I had fallen into the trap of the Poincaré conjecture, which was more like a battle between myself, and I would become paranoid if I was not careful.

But now, Zhao Fusheng is much more indifferent. Although he knows that the elders will eventually grow old, no matter whether it is their parents or Li Yuan, they are working hard to manage their careers and lives, and we can see them blooming. With such light, this life is enough for Zhao Fusheng.

As for the matter of spending money to buy a house, just think about it when you are bored. After all, wealth is endless, and it is not Zhao Fusheng's style to eat and wait for death.

It's as if when he returned to Ninghai after finishing his life in Beidiao, he searched for the traces of his life back then. However, the small town that was silent in time had already let the vines swallow the mottled old walls, and the voices of the past turned into passing through the dilapidated gates. the sad wind.

The new buildings spread along the path of memory, devouring the idle land in the city and the memory of Zhao Fusheng's childhood.Occasionally, I met a classmate in elementary school, and I could still call him by name decades later.Talking about the details that have been blurred by oneself, and mentioning the playmates whose memory has been confused, everyone feels that there is nowhere to rest.

At that time, Zhao Fusheng knew that time will never come back, and all the lost things will come back in another way.

It's just that he didn't expect that the way he returned would be so special.

"Why did you go?"

After making a phone call for a long time before returning, Fan Baobao looked at his boyfriend strangely and asked.

She wasn't worried about Zhao Fusheng's cheating, because the probability of that was lower than that of her becoming a movie heroine now.

There is no way, growing up together, Fan Baobao knew Zhao Fusheng too well, although that guy has a lot of eyes, but he is an emotional idiot.

You can't expect an idiot who received a love letter and handed it to the teacher in junior high school to take the initiative with girls.Fan Baobao even felt that if he hadn't been with him day and night for more than ten years, perhaps Zhao Fusheng would not have taken the initiative to kiss him at all.

"Slow heat, and slow to the extreme." This is Fan Baobao's evaluation when he talked about Zhao Fusheng to Zhou Yun in private.

At that time, Zhou Yun didn't understand what it meant, but it was only after Fan Baobao's explanation that Zhao Fusheng, who seemed to be shrewd and capable, was still so dull.

People, there will always be some shortcomings that other people can't imagine. Perfect people only exist in literature, and they definitely don't exist in real life.

"It's nothing, just do something." Zhao Fusheng said perfunctorily, and blinked at Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao immediately understood what Zhao Fusheng meant, and didn't continue to dwell on this issue. She knew that Zhao Fusheng would definitely explain it to herself afterwards.

This is a tacit understanding between the two since they were young, and others naturally don't understand it.

After eating, several people went back to the residence together, Zhou Yun and Wang Qiang walked in front, Wang Qiang looked back strangely, and said to Fan Baobao: "Sister, why are you walking so slowly?"

Fan Baobao smiled embarrassingly, and before he could speak, Zhou Yun patted his forehead and quickly pulled a certain light bulb away.

Looking at their backs, Fan Baobao shook his head helplessly, and said to Zhao Fusheng beside him: "Xiaoqiang's personality and good eyesight are simply too..."

"This guy is basically an orphan." Zhao Fusheng also said speechlessly.

"Zhu Gusheng, what does that mean?" Fan Baobao asked curiously.

Obviously, she had never heard of the word.

After all, this is not the era when the Internet developed later, and there are some new words that most people don't understand clearly.

After explaining to Fan Baobao what it means to be destined to be alone forever, Zhao Fusheng finally smiled and said, "Did you understand this time?"

"Yeah." Fan Baobao laughed and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "I think, if I hadn't kindly taken you in, you would have been born alone."

what?

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback for a moment, then looked helplessly at Fan Baobao: "Is it really okay for you to say that about your boyfriend?"

"Hehe, I think it's quite appropriate." Not intimidated by Zhao Fusheng's expression at all, Fan Baobao wrinkled his nose and said, "After all, you were the ruthless person who handed over the love letter to the teacher back then. I'm willing to bow down."

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhao Fusheng felt extremely embarrassed. The devil knew what he was thinking at the time, and he could do such an idiotic thing.

"Can we not mention this." Looking helplessly at Fan Baobao, Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and said, "Are you planning to make me complain about you too?"

The biggest tragedy of being a couple with childhood sweethearts is that two people know all the dark history of each other, and there is really no end to each other's black history.

Thinking of this, Fan Baobao resolutely stopped and kept silent.

What kind of international jokes are you making? Zhao Fusheng knows a lot about his dark history. If he really said it, he would be embarrassed, okay?

"Do you think I don't want to lose face?" Fan Baobao said to himself silently in his heart.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what she was thinking, he would probably faint from anger, and she would save face if he co-authored it, so he is thick-skinned, right?

"By the way, why did you call when you were eating?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng strangely.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's nothing, just ask the landlord if he can rent the house to us for a few more months."

"How many more months?" Fan Baobao was taken aback, and then realized: "Are you going to let Xiaoqiang live?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Doesn't he have no place to go? I heard from Zhou Yun that he doesn't live in a very good place, the environment is very bad, and the surroundings are messy. It's better to let him live here."

As he spoke, he explained: "Since you and Zhou Yun are now taking on roles, you may occasionally live outside. With Xiaoqiang here, I can feel at ease."

Fan Baobao was a little surprised, but then he understood what Zhao Fusheng meant, just like what Zhao Fusheng said, maybe this is really a good way.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng will not tell her that the house has already been bought by himself, and they will live there for as long as they like.