My 1991

With the preparation last night, Meng Qingshui no longer thought about going back to the dormitory after dinner, and naturally followed him back to the villa.

After entering the room, the two of them watched TV for a while. After the main film was played, they happily found a video tape to watch.

While looking for the video tape, Meng Qingshui said: "I saw something called vcd reported in the newspaper. Have you heard of it?"

Lu An was stunned for a moment, then remembered that VCDs were a very popular product in the 1990s, "Have you heard of it? What, you want to buy one?"

Meng Qingshui shook his head: "That thing is too expensive. I'm just curious about what a VCD looks like."

Lu An smiled and said: "Expensive? Your man and I are not short of money. I just don't know if VCDs are on the market in large quantities. If so, let's buy one."

When he heard that he called himself his man, Meng Qingshui just looked at him and continued to look for the video tape he wanted to watch.

If he hadn't gotten involved with his sister and Huang Ting, she would have been happy for this "weak man" for half a year, but now she feels more sad.

In fact, Lu An said "your man" on purpose just now, just to test her reaction. Seeing that she had no objection or overflowing joy, he had a rough idea. Qing Shui was still smoothed a lot by him, but in contrast, , also produced some resentment.

It is estimated that if these resentments are to be completely eliminated, I will have to wait until I can successfully resolve the matter between the two sisters.

Thinking of Sister Qingchi and Qingshui, Lu An couldn't help but look at his left leg. Hey, it feels so uncomfortable to have a broken calf.

Brother Wenjie is usually a good old man, but this kind of good old man is completely inhuman when he looks fierce. After drinking some cat urine, he becomes a ghost.

After finding the video tapes, the two of them watched them in succession until early in the morning before going to bed.

Seeing him following him into the master bedroom, Meng Qingshui paused, then ran to the second bedroom.

In this way, Lu An went to the second bedroom.

This time Meng Qingshui was at a loss and let him do whatever he wanted. He just said, "Since you want to sleep with me so much, you must sleep with me wherever I am from now on."

Luan was confused.

He instantly thought of Qingshui going to Nanda to sleep with him, and going to Meng's house during the Chinese New Year. Qingshui would also sleep with him. What about Sister Qingchi and Huang Ting? ? ?

Then what kind of thanks would Sister Qingchi and Huang Ting do after seeing it?

Sister Qingchi may not have many ideas, but Huang Ting will definitely fight with her.

But now that the matter was over, Lu An had no choice but to bite the bullet and get into bed.

In the first half of the period, Meng Qingshui kept talking to her, and he talked a lot, from the two of them playing house when they were children, to junior high school, and then to high school.

After high school, the two stopped talking and fell into silence.

The reason for the silence is that after high school, Lu An's world is no longer simple. There is an additional sister Qingchi and an additional Huang Ting.

After a long time, Lu An reached out under the quilt and held her in his arms, "You will have classes tomorrow morning, let's go to bed."

Meng Qingshui said nothing, just squirmed a little in his arms, found the most comfortable position and closed her eyes.

Tonight is different from last night. Last night was due to special reasons. Last night was the night when the two of them reached a reconciliation. He didn't have much thought or desire.

But now that his arms were full of nephrite, he moved his index finger, but due to Qing Shui's lukewarm attitude, he couldn't do it and could only stare.

However, people can control their mental emotions, but they cannot control their physical instincts.

He's up, he's swollen, he's full of energy!

Geography books say that crustal movement creates changes in the world. When an active volcano appeared out of thin air in the valley, Meng Qingshui didn't react at first. By the time he did, his face was already so ashamed.

But she bit her lower lip, rested her head on his chest, blushed and pretended not to know, forcing herself to fall asleep as soon as possible.

People, sometimes the more they think about something, the less they can do it. For example, Qingshui, the more she wanted to fall asleep, the more she couldn't fall asleep. Then she had no choice but to reach out and pinch her. Lu An felt pain and hurriedly Adjusted the position to sleep.

He closed his eyes and still cursed: You have never used it in this life, what if it breaks?

However, these words soon proved to be a slap in the face. One night passed, and when the two of them woke up again, Meng Qingshui found that the quilt was so uncomfortable that she had no choice but to get out of bed and get out of bed, and left the villa.

Qingshui left.

Lu An didn't stay in the villa for long. He washed up, had a simple breakfast and left Shanghai.

Before leaving, he specially called Yu Guanzhi to say goodbye.

As soon as the phone call came through, he asked: "Sister Yu, where are you?"

Yu Guanzhi read and worked late last night and was catching up on her sleep. "I have something to do and I'm in the capital now."

"Oh, Beijing, that's a pity. I originally wanted to have a toothpaste at your place, and asked you to treat me to a breakfast before leaving. Hey, it seems that crab roe soup dumplings will have to be made next time."

He bit his tongue and said the words "tooth sacrifice" and "crab roe soup dumplings" with a little emphasis. After saying that, he hung up the phone with regret.

Yu Guanzhi was left on the bed with a strange look on her face. After a long time, she closed her eyes and thought, this little man is really restless, and he stabbed her again.

However, whether he was calculating or not, the knife was really accurate. Yu Guanzhi, who was originally tired and sleepy, was completely sleepless. His mind was full of images of him lying on his body, beating his teeth as a sacrifice and eating crab soup dumplings.

Back at NTU, Huang Ting originally thought that Huang Ting would show off her little daughter's mood after being away for two days, but Lu An miscalculated and she didn't. Although she came to meet him happily as soon as possible, the meeting was just to ask about the tape, and then Eating snacks and listening to music, full of intoxication.

Lu An was unwilling to give in and deliberately sat in front of her, "No, they say a long separation is better than a wedding, so you didn't say anything?"

Hearing this, Huang Ting put the snacks in her hands on the coffee table, then lay down along the sofa, and said with a smile: "Then move quickly, don't delay your wife's listening to the song."

Lu An was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "You still don't know my ability? Is it related to Kuaizi?"

Huang Ting thought for a moment, then got up and whispered something.

These words made Lu An fly into a rage. He hugged her and walked to the bedroom, saying harshly: "I haven't put on the roof for three days. Today I will show you why the flowers are so red."

Soon, "Ms., please spare my life" came from the bedroom, and this sentence was repeated throughout.

At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, leaving Huang Ting to catch up on her sleep, Lu An took a comfortable bath and then left the teacher's apartment building.

He first mailed a box of tapes to Sister Qingchi.

After thinking about it, he mailed another box to Liu Hui. This shady girl knew that she was in August and a half anyway, and there was no secret between the two of them.

Then he took three tapes to the library, and sure enough he found 301 people here.

Seeing his sudden arrival in the small study room, Ye Run was afraid of disturbing the people around him, so he got up and followed him to the corridor outside.

Seeing Taoists coming and going, Lu An said casually: "There are too many people here, let's find a quiet place."

Unexpectedly, Ye Run refused immediately: "If you don't go, we'll stay here."

Luann looked at her with wide eyes.

Ye Run sniffed him and said harshly: "Yeah, it smells bad."

Lu An almost vomited blood. He had obviously taken a shower, but this little wife clearly did it on purpose.

He stretched out his hand to pull her, "I think you shouldn't be jealous. Come on, I'll get you a complete set when you get back. You'll definitely like it."

"Bah! I'm so lucky for you!"

Ye Run's left eye showed a look of contempt, and he rolled it once, but it was still a look of contempt. Then he took out a studio key from his pocket and gave it to him, then turned around and went back to the small study room without any sloppiness at all.

Luan shouted from behind: "Do you want the tape?"

Ye Run didn't even look back: "August and a half? No, I only like to listen to the songs of the Four Heavenly Kings."

Luan: "."

I feel that if this little wife doesn't make him angry one day, she will no longer be a little wife. She really can't bear to hit him, but can't bear to scold her. It seems that from now on, he will only bully her in bed.

Using Ah Q's spirit to comfort himself, Lu An came to the study room and found Su Mi and Li Mengsu.

"You're back."

Seeing him, Li Mengsu was a little happy, staring straight at the tape in his hand.

"Hey, don't look at it. I'll give you all three boxes."

Lu An smiled and put the tape in front of her. Later, he greeted Su Mi who was looking over: "Comrade Su Mi, I haven't seen you for 48 hours. Do you miss my handsome and talented old friend?"

Su Miqiao smiled and pouted, then reached out and asked for a tape from Li Mengsu, watched it for a while and asked, "Which new song is it? Why isn't it on it?"

Lu An replied: "The new song was just recorded the night before yesterday. It has not been recorded on the tape yet, but it will be released soon. It is called "Love Corner" and you can listen to it through the music radio station."

Su Mi said yes.

Seeing someone nearby looking up, Li Mengsu shut his mouth knowingly and wrote in his notebook: When will the new song be released?

Lu An replied: Around New Year’s Day.

Li Mengsu wrote: Go out and take a photo with me later.

This was promised a long time ago, Lu An replied: OK.

Seeing how happy he was, Li Mengsu took out a red apple from his bag and handed it to him, with eyes that seemed to say: Merry Christmas!

Lu An was very surprised. He didn't think of her when he was preparing the apples. He had never thought that this girl was so thoughtful.

After taking the apple, Lu An wrote on the paper: This apple is red and big, as beautiful as you, thank you.

Li Mengsu smiled on his face and drew a big cat face on the paper.

To give him a peach and to give him a plum in return, Lu An took the initiative and drew a sketch of Li Mengsu, and then drew a profile sketch of Su Mi.

Li Mengsu stared at the sketch for a long time, and then asked him to sign it happily. Lu An was not stingy, not only signed, but also mentioned a few lines, which were the first three lines of the song "Mandarin Duck Play": Oh, little lover, don't worry, In this life, I only roll up my red sleeves for you. After three rounds of wine, I sit on the branches under the moonlight and my heart is filled with joy.

He didn't know why he said three lines in advance. It was completely unconscious and a conditioned reflex. It might be because he heard her sing it several times.

After finishing the inscription, he regretted it and said, "I'll draw you another one."

Unexpectedly, Li Mengsu was very satisfied and stopped him, "This is the one, I like it."

Seeing that she really liked her, Lu An was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he didn't say anything more, so he quickly diverted his attention and wrote an inscription on Su Mi's sketch: Tranquility is like a delicate flower shining on the water, and action is like a weak willow supporting the wind.

After finishing writing, Lu An handed the sketch to Su Mi, who was lowering his head to answer the question.

Facing the sudden sketch, Su Mi was startled at first, then looked at it carefully for a while, then took out a red apple from his bag and gave it to him with an obvious meaning: Merry Christmas.

Lu An took the apple and asked on the paper: Was this apple prepared for me a long time ago, or was it a temporary decision?

Su Mi looked at him, smiling and saying nothing.

Lu An was bored and continued to write: If I don't paint for you, will you stop giving me apples?

After looking at the note for three seconds, Su Mi finally started writing: Apple was bought with Mengsu. The painting is very good. Please ask the great painter to sign it.

Lu An instantly understood what she meant.

"I bought the apple with Mengsu" means: I bought it specifically for you, but don't think too much about it. I bought it after seeing Mengsu buy it for you.

"Asking the great painter to sign his name" is half truth and half boast. It can be seen that this profile sketch photo is very suitable for her, otherwise the reserved Su Mi would not ask for an autograph.

Li Mengsu was sandwiched between the two of them and naturally had a clear view of their notes. At this moment, he suddenly smiled and said to Lu An: "I'll change seats with you."

"Huh?" Lu An didn't react for a moment.

Li Mengsu winked at him and stood up. He also stretched out his hand to pull the clothes on his arms, indicating that he should be more generous and not be coy.

Seeing his best friend's actions, Su Mi's right hand stopped for a moment, then pretended not to notice, put the sketch away, and continued to work on the problem.

Lu An didn't understand, but he still changed places with Li Mengsu.

After Li Mengsu sat down, he wrote a note: I will finish today's tasks first and talk to you later.

Lu An replied: OK.

Lu An came to the library to deliver tapes, not to read books, so he didn't bring any books. At this time, he wanted to leave, but considering Li Mengsu's move of giving up his seat just now, he couldn't do it so obviously.

Furthermore, we agreed to treat the two girls to dinner when they came back from Shanghai. This meal has been delayed for a month, and it happened to be dinner in just one hour.

With these thoughts in mind, Lu An gave up the idea of ​​leaving immediately and glanced around on the desk in front of him. Finally, he glanced at several literature books on Su Mi's left hand side: "Border Town", "Oliver Twist", " "Alive".

There is also a book called "The Ordinary World".

Not to mention, he has read all these books, especially "Border Town" and "The Ordinary World" at least 4 times.

He casually picked up the top book "The Ordinary World", flipped through it and asked: Have you read all these books?

Su Mi replied: Yes, I have seen them all.

Lu An asked: I heard from Mengsu that you are working on your own writing and creation, am I lucky enough to have a look at it?

Su Mi wrote: I just have a rough idea. I am currently checking the information, and I haven’t completed the story line yet.

Lu An realized clearly that the so-called story line is commonly known as an outline, and curiously asked: What theme is it?

Su Mi told him: documentary type.

Lu An is a smart man. When it comes to other people's confidential matters, he chooses to leave it as soon as possible. He stops at the end and finally writes: When the story is finished, I will be the first reader.

After writing it, hand it to her.

After Su Mi finished reading and was about to write back, he handed over another note.

I saw it said: In exchange, I will paint you an oil painting that can be passed down to your family.

Su Mi glanced at him, smiled solemnly and wrote: OK.

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This one can be regarded as foreshadowing, a lot of foreshadowing.

Well, let me explain the reason for the small number of words in this article. I flew to Beijing yesterday afternoon to come to the hospital for a regular review. I went back around three in the afternoon. I can only update so much today, sorry.

I will continue to write 8,000 words plus + tomorrow. I have written more than 200,000 words this month. I will continue to work hard and be beautiful in March.

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