The Three-Life Stone

Yu Zhaozhao was happily grabbing red envelopes when another red envelope message popped up on the prompt page. Yu Zhaozhao's eyes lit up and he quickly clicked on it to grab it.

A personal red packet with a face value of 500 yuan, and the person is a friend I just added.

Yu Zhaozhao was stunned for two seconds and directly returned the money in the form of a bank transfer. Then he reacted and said angrily: "I don't remember which girl introduced you, nor do I remember who you are. Maybe they want us to be friends, but I don't have that idea. If you have 500, you might as well just stay in a hotel."

"Remember this time, my name is Shen Xingzhi, and my family won't misunderstand me. I'm leaving tomorrow, and the kids are taking the elevator, why don't you follow me?"

Shen Xingzhi didn't think he did anything wrong. He was so excited about grabbing a red envelope worth a few dollars or tens of dollars. He just wanted to give her a New Year's red envelope. He didn't understand why Yu Zhaozhao was angry.

When Yu Zhaozhao heard the name, she couldn't remember who Shen Xingzhi was, but she hoped no one misunderstood her.

Yu Zhaozhao didn't believe that anyone would be so kind as to send a handsome young man to her. If the young man liked her, would her family also like her? Yu Zhaozhao had never thought about these things and had already planned to stay single.

She didn't want to become a joke and end up with a "sorry" because of her unfounded thoughts.

Yu Zhaozhao had planned to meet a suitable person and give it a try, but in today's society, who would really be willing to just date, especially with someone like... her, so Yu Zhaozhao gave up on this idea. She couldn't create the image of a fickle woman for her child just because of a momentary thought.

Yu Le and his classmates prepared a lot of chrysanthemum fireworks and lit them together. In the empty square, countless fireworks spun like tops. The scene was as stunning as a peacock blooming. The fireworks went out after a short while. The children continued to run and play with the firecrackers, using the sound as martial arts special effects, and burst them with their bare hands. Yu Zhaozhao was terrified when he saw it.

After the chase, he came to the lake, posed in what he thought was a cool pose, and fired the Gatling gun, simulating firing a cannon.

"That's great." Yu Zhaozhao was impressed by the children's vitality. "Shen Xingzhi, you know what? When the fireworks are lit, I am shocked by their splendor but also think about their withering."

"People with low self-esteem are like this. They are used to thinking more and all of them are tragedies." Shen Xingzhi put his hand on Yu Zhaozhao's shoulder.

Yu Zhaozhao shook her shoulders and shook off Shen Xingzhi's hand. She was afraid that if she enjoyed a little warmth, she would want more. "I didn't say I was inferior."

"Okay, okay, everyone feels sad sometimes, so just be more positive." Shen Xingzhi smiled and didn't care about the child's temper.

At night, in order to make Yu Zhaozhao less guarded, Shen Xingzhi slept on the floor in Yu Le's room.

Yu Zhaozhao was still worried about the stranger at home, so she eavesdropped at the door several times before going into the room. She believed that her son would not be that stupid, but examples of murders and child trafficking kept echoing in her mind.

During this period, Yu Zhaozhao got up several times at night, but the neighboring room was peaceful, with only occasional snoring sounds. Only then did Yu Zhaozhao fall asleep peacefully.

On the second day, Yu Zhaozhao got up reluctantly at the sound of the alarm clock. Her son was sleeping soundly in the room. Shen Xingzhi had gone somewhere unknown. There were steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks and big meat buns on the table in the living room.

Yu Zhaozhao asked her son to get up, wash up and have breakfast. She symbolically asked him how he slept yesterday. Yu Le said that it was no different from usual, except that there was one more person on the floor.

Before leaving home, Yu Zhaozhao told his son to pay attention to safety at home, and to heat up food in the microwave when he was hungry. If he was cooking hot pot, he should remember to turn off the induction cooker.

Everything went as usual in the next few days. Yu Le returned to his hometown for a few days and sometimes met with his classmates.

Shen Xingzhi never came again. If it weren't for the overdue transfer of 500 yuan, Yu Zhaozhao wouldn't even dare to believe that this man had the audacity to come and eat for free and sleep on the floor on New Year's Eve.

As the days passed, she gradually forgot about Shen Xingzhi and only occasionally clicked on that profile picture.

On the other side, Shen Xingzhi was complaining in the office: "There is obviously a contact method, why is there no news, this shouldn't be right!?"

A man in a well-dressed suit next to him, his leather shoes swaying to a shine, looked at Shen Xingzhi with a sly smile: "What? Our playboys have been quiet for a few years, are we going to start again?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this time is different." Shen Xingzhi didn't want to say more.

The man lit a cigarette: "Oh, are you serious? Let me see which one it is?"

"Go, go, be serious." Shen Xingzhi sat at his desk, holding the documents and thinking about something else. Was it really just a one-time encounter? Had he really never met her before? Why would he want to get to know her when she was obviously not his type in every aspect? Why would he go looking for her after a few years?

Shen Xingzhi didn't know how to describe this feeling. He once thought that if he didn't meet the right person, he would have to fall in love with someone he was attracted to. He had dated many people, but apart from the initial passion, he always felt that something was missing.

Shen Xingzhi was tired and didn't want to run around between women, so he stayed quiet for a few years. However, feelings are strange. He developed different feelings for someone who had nothing to do with him.

I don’t know how to describe this feeling. It’s not the desire to conquer, but probably just being too unreasonable.

In the short video of the Chinese Valentine's Day event, someone filmed a kissing scene, but the picture was not clear, and the video was not popular, and it was not clear who was with whom. When the assistant showed it to Shen Xingzhi, Shen Xingzhi did not care about the blurry video.

The video was automatically recommended to nearby people, and Yu Zhaozhao also saw it during that period.

After I saw Yu Zhaozhao, I watched it a few times and decided not to like it. It is unrealistic and can be viewed from a distance but not desecrated.

No matter how good the other person is.

What would happen if your fantasy was shattered?

Occasionally watching videos of young men, or costume TV dramas, it is also very nice to feast your eyes on handsome men.

It will not affect my daily life. My life is very ordinary now. I have my own goals, things I want to do, people I care about, and places I want to go. Every day is fulfilling and enough.

When Yu Zhaozhao was bored, he would still be curious about the person who suddenly broke into his life. He didn't know what the other person was trying to do, so he would occasionally take out his phone and click on the person's profile picture to see if there was any update.

While eating, Yu Zhaozhao accidentally clicked twice more because his hand slipped while he was distracted. When he got off work, he received several withdrawn messages and was extremely embarrassed. The first one he saw was the one [I tapped "Shen Xingzhi"].

Yu Zhaozhao: Sorry, my hand slipped.

Shen Xingzhi: Oh, my hand slipped too.

Yu Zhaozhao was speechless. The reason that several withdrawn messages were caused by a slip of the hand was not tenable at all.

Yu Zhaozhao: Yes

Shen Xingzhi looked at the "hmm" in Yu Zhaozhao's reply on his phone and took a deep breath.

Shen Xingzhi: How could you be so skillful to take a photo? Could it be that you missed me?

Yu Zhaozhao blushed and snorted.

Shen Xingzhi looked at the other party who was typing...Yu Zhaozhao, the other party who was typing...Yu Zhaozhao.

Yu Zhaozhao: Get lost.

Shen Xingzhi: No.

The next morning, Yu Zhaozhao walked downstairs and Shen Xingzhi came over with century egg and lean meat porridge. He took the porridge and asked, "Have you eaten? I bought too much. It's not hot anymore. It's just right to eat."

Yu Zhaozhao walked slowly: "No, I'll just buy some buns to eat later."

"I told you I bought too much. It's already cold. It'll be a waste if you don't eat it. It's still early before work, so it's just right to eat first and then go."

"Oh, how much is it? I'll transfer it to you."

"Ten dollars."

"Row."

Yu Zhaozhao took out her cell phone and transferred ten yuan to Shen Xingzhi, then found a stool and sat down to eat. Maybe it was because she was holding back her anger, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all.

When he arrived at work, Yu Zhaozhao looked at his cell phone.

Shen Xingzhi: [The transfer has been returned by the other party] I am kidding you, this is cooked by my own nanny and packed in a disposable paper box. If you feel uncomfortable, just ask me next time.

Yu Zhaozhao:......