Nantianmen Project: Starting from Love Apartment

"It's good to go back and take a look. After all, we have been comrades-in-arms for so many years." Xiao Jie nodded slightly and said in agreement.

"Yes, 10 years have passed...How many more decades can we have in our life?" Long Tian responded with emotion.

Whenever Xiao Jie talked to Long Tian about his past military career, the usually taciturn Long Tian would seem to have suddenly found someone to confide in, and would become talkative and eloquent.

Xiao Jie also likes to listen to Long Tian telling stories about the past, because for every man, perhaps he has a dream of holding a gun full of blood and passion in his heart!

Just like that, along with Long Tian's fascinating narration, time passed by quickly like a white horse passing by.

Soon

Xiao Jie returned to the Love Apartment.

Xiao Jie came to 3601, opened the door, walked in, and found that everyone was there, so he asked curiously:

"Hey, there are so many people here, what are you talking about?"

"Xiao Jie, you're back just in time. Aunt Liu from the neighborhood committee gave me eight tickets for the street's senior art performance at the Yunfeng Theater tomorrow night. We must make sure to attend." Lu Ziqiao said with bright eyes when he saw Xiao Jie coming back.

Xiao Jie looked at Lu Ziqiao suspiciously.

Lu Ziqiao felt frightened when Xiao Jie was looking at him, and thought to himself: Oh no, Xiao Jie won’t find out, I have to fool him quickly.

"I'm doing this to show my love. After all, it's not easy for a group of old grandpas and grandmas. They work so hard to rehearse and perform. We can't let them down, right?" said Lu Ziqiao.

"That's right, Ziqiao-jun, I've known you for so long, and I always thought you were a playboy. I didn't expect you were such a loving... playboy." Guan Gu Shenqi praised.

"I think what Ziqiao-jun said is right. I want to go and see it." Guan Gu Shenqi took the ticket from Lu Ziqiao and said to everyone.

"I haven't seen Peking Opera yet, I want to see it too." Lin Wanyu raised her hand.

"I want to go too." Lu Zhanbo also raised his hand and said, after all, since Lin Wanyu went, he must go too.

Lu Ziqiao happily gave the money to Lin Wanyu and Lu Zhanbo.

"Forget it. It's better to sleep in the room than to go to see some art drama for the elderly," Zeng Xiaoxian refused.

"Yifei, Xiaojie, are you going?" Lu Ziqiao asked.

"If it's just him and me at home, I'd better go." Hu Yifei said to Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Are you going or not? You're not going to stay home and sleep, are you?" Chen Meijia took the ticket and asked. It was obvious that Chen Meijia didn't trust Lu Ziqiao very much.

"Of course, of course I will go. Not only will I go, I will also cheer loudly. In my heart, these grandparents are my relatives. Although I have forgotten what my grandparents look like, I have a burning heart of filial piety beating in my chest. They created everything with their youth, and now is the time for us to repay them." Lu Ziqiao said.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zeng Xiaoxian and said, "Sleep? After death, there will be plenty of time to sleep. How can I waste this rare opportunity by lying in bed? Am I still a human being?"

"There's no need to be so cruel. Can't I go?" Zeng Xiaoxian said.

Lu Ziqiao immediately handed the ticket to Zeng Xiaoxian, thinking, I got another one, now the only thing left is the hardest one.

"What about you, Xiao Jie, are you going?" Lu Ziqiao asked.

Xiao Jie looked at Lu Ziqiao without saying anything.

Lu Ziqiao felt uneasy when he was being looked at again. Just when he was about to say something, he heard Xiao Jie say:

"Since everyone is going, I will definitely go." Xiao Jie said with a smile.

Lu Ziqiao looked at Xiao Jie in surprise, thinking, am I so powerful that I can fool Xiao Jie? Or, Xiao Jie knows something, and I just need to agree to it, which is exactly what I want.

"Then see you tomorrow night." After saying that, Lu Ziqiao left 3601.

Everyone watched Lu Ziqiao leave in silence and returned to their own rooms.

Xiao Jie returned to his room and was about to continue to complete the reincarnation plan when he suddenly thought of Lu Ziqiao and muttered, "This Ziqiao must be up to something again, probably trying to pick up girls or something. Forget it, forget it, the plan is more important."

Xiao Jie shook his head to clear his thoughts, and then continued to write.

Xiao Jie wrote until late at night

When he came to his senses, Xiao Jie realized it was already very late, so he stopped, took a shower, and went to sleep.

The next day

In the early morning, sunlight poured into the room through the window. Xiao Jie opened his eyes, got up and got dressed.

He went into the bathroom, washed up briefly, and came out refreshed.

Then he went to the kitchen and asked Yuanqi to prepare a hearty breakfast.

After a while, the fragrant food was placed on the table, and Xiao Jie enjoyed the delicacy with satisfaction.

After a hearty meal, Xiao Jie slowly sat down on a chair and took a short rest to help digestion.

Then, he made a cup of fragrant tea, carried the cup to the workbench, and continued to immerse himself in the reincarnation plan.

Time passed quietly, night fell, and the lights came on, but Xiao Jie was so focused that he was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world.

It was not until late at night when a strong feeling of hunger came over Xiao Jie that he realized how late it was.

Xiao Jie stopped writing, rubbed his temples, and looked at the unfinished plan, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Time flies! It's already evening and I'm only halfway done with this plan. I guess I'll have to work on it tomorrow."

Xiao Jie stretched and said to Yuan Qiong: "Xiao Yuan, make me a salt-baked chicken. I'm going to take a bath and relax first."

After saying that, he walked into the bathroom and enjoyed the comfort and relaxation brought by the hot water.

Soon

Xiao Jie walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

When we arrived at the dining table, the food was already prepared and the tea was ready.

"Xiao Yuan, what are the others doing? Did they go to see the Peking Opera?" Xiao Jie asked while picking up a piece of chicken.

"Except Mr. Zeng Xiaoxian, everyone else is having a party next door right now." Qiyuan asked.

Because he was disturbed last time, Xiao Jie installed sound insulation, so he didn't hear any sound this time.

"Hey, I knew there must be something wrong with Ziqiao." After hearing this, Xiao Jie thought about it for a moment and knew what had happened.

"Why didn't Xiaoxian attend the party?" Xiao Jie asked.

"Others forgot to tell Mr. Zeng Xiaoxian, so Mr. Zeng Xiaoxian knew nothing about it." Origin said.

"Poor Xiaoxian." Xiao Jie said with pity.

"Xiao Yuan, please notify Xiao Xian, otherwise he will have something to say again." Xiao Jie said.

"Okay, I've been informed."

Xiao Jie finished the dinner quickly like a whirlwind. He clapped his hands and signaled Qiyuan to clear the table.

Then, he picked up a cup of tea, walked slowly to the window, and leisurely admired the night view outside the window.

Outside the window, the lights of the city are like stars, dazzling and bright. Tall buildings stand in rows, neon lights flash, and the busy streets are full of traffic, like flowing ribbons.

Xiao Jie stared at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This prosperous city, no wonder so many people are reluctant to leave it.

This place is full of opportunities and challenges, attracting countless people with dreams to come and try their luck.

In this noisy world, everyone is striving for their goals and striving to pursue their own glory and success.

However, behind this prosperity, how much unknown bitterness and tears are hidden? "

Thinking of this, Xiao Jie sighed slightly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Alas, I don't know when we can achieve common prosperity and make everyone live a happy life."