48 Hours a Day

The fact that middle-aged people can't sleep on a train is like a little insert, and soon it's over.

After a while of discussion, people quickly turned their attention to other things, the toads of the toads, the toads of the children.

Zhang Heng took the opportunity to fetch water to sweep the car again, and didn't see any unusual behavior of the guy. You always looked unhappy before contacting him (# `O'). The person who did it was most likely not in the car.

After returning to their seats, TOEFL girls still had a lively chat with Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng on one side to reconcile, but on the other side his thoughts stopped on what had happened before, which obviously would not end. The three guilds have been rewarding the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared at the auction that night.

Apart from the fact that the other side played everyone over, the three guilds wanted the scene, and more importantly, they retrieved [Death Dream] this B-class prop from the latter. No one can rest assured that such a great killer could be found for a day. After all, no one knows whether what happened to the former president of Silver Wings will happen to them.

However, because Zhang Heng has been in a stand-alone state, the only single competing copy encountered with other players has not survived, but it is relatively safe. In general, he will not be targeted. Plus, the fact that the other player chose his next seat should be an accident.

Nothing special happened until the train arrived at the station.

The TOEFL girl wanted to contact Zhang Heng, but after all, she was too shy to say anything. She looked at Zhang Heng with her backpack and disappeared into the sea with her suitcase. She couldn't help but create a sudden feeling of loss in her heart. She knew that they should never see each other again.

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Zhang Heng didn't want to trouble Grandpa, but the latter came to pick him up at the station, driving his old public.

Zhang Heng and his grandfather outside the exit hugged him for a while, then left his luggage in the trunk and sat in the co-pilot's seat, which reminded him of another thing. Although he had learned a beautiful drift technique in Tokyo's drift copy, and even won the death race, he was still unable to drive in the real world.

Because he doesn't have a driver's license, maybe he should take the time to test it out.

“How's school life?” Grandpa asked as he drove.

“Not bad, just the same.” Even without the warnings of Tang Zheng Weird, Zhang Heng would not tell Grandpa what happened during this period, without first saying whether such things could be understood and accepted by others, even if Grandpa knew that there was nothing he could do but worry about him.

However, before Xavier Cha, Zhang Hengcheng had considered whether he should indirectly remind Grandpa of similar dangers, but then thought about it, even if he knew it in advance, it would be difficult for ordinary people to react effectively.

And as an older generation of intellectuals, only the firm Marxist beliefs should not themselves be involved in such matters.

“You look mature over time.” Grandpa looked at Zhang Heng in the mirror and paused, "Good, don't be as light as your father, men should be like men, try to do as little as possible, talk in action. ”

“Then why did you marry your mother?” Zhang Henghuan opened the CD box beside him and drew a "Seven Mile Incense" from it. This album was about the same age as this car, and Zhang Henghuan skillfully inserted it into the onboard CD machine.

After a while, Zhou Dong's voice echoed back in the car.

Grandpa snorted coldly, "Your mother hasn't had a good look since she was a kid, it should be your grandmother. ”

Zhang Heng smiled and said nothing more.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the place where it lived, and Grandpa's neighborhood belonged to a subdivision, although due to earlier construction, no underground parking was planned, and additional parking space had to be added at the side of the road at a later time.

After Grandpa parked the car, Zhang Heng got out of the car and took the suitcase off. During this period, he also ran into several residents of the same building, because everyone worked in one unit before, basically upstairs and downstairs were acquaintances, Zhang Heng was also full of yards when he was a kid, many people had been there.

At this time, we had to stop and chill, so we walked just a few steps harder and another few more minutes.

Back home, Grandpa warmed up the food already cooked in advance again. At dinner, he talked about Zhang Heng's parents again. At Christmas, Zhang Heng received a call from two people saying that he would be back this year for New Year's Eve, but they didn't say the exact time, until a few days ago, the flight ticket was booked.

The two people will fly to Shanghai in four days before returning. Although Grandpa is quite dissatisfied with the state of the two people in foreign countries over the years, it can be seen that this New Year's family reunion is very important. He started preparing various ingredients a week ago, and also took out the Maotai, which he has been collecting for a long time.

It always feels good to go home, especially since the past six months have been extra complicated and long for Zhang Heng.

After taking a bath, he walked into his bedroom with his backpack, pressed the switch on the wall, the light lit up, Zhang Henghuan looked around for a moment, and found that there was not much change when he left here.

Aside from the fact that the sheets and covers are new, everything else stays the way it was. The Hulk and Spider-Man figures he bought in junior high still have Lee Xiaolong and Autland's classic stands on the shelves at the end of the bed, and now the antique psp is stuffed at the bottom of the drawer, with several SHE and Zhou Dong posters.

Zhang Heng threw his backpack in front of the writing desk and then threw himself on the bed.

At this moment, he finally doesn't have to think about what happened in the previous copies, and he doesn't have to guess the minds of the people around him, which is probably the meaning of home.

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Zhang Hengyi slept until 10: 00, then had breakfast, started helping Grandpa to clean up the new year together. They started by tidying up from the study, flipping out the little things everywhere that had been stuffed before, wiping them clean and then sorting them into position.

Zhang Heng also turned under the bookcase to an unsealed BB machine, a little hesitant to deal with it, when he saw his grandfather on the other side suddenly standing; on the other side, he held an album in his hand and fell into contemplation.

Zhang Heng dropped the BB and walked over.

This album should be quite a few years old, and the pictures inside are yellow, but you can still see the people on it, a girl with a very sweet smile and a serious face.

“She looks beautiful.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Yeah, so I always said she had a bad eye, there were a lot of guys chasing her back then, but she finally chose me.” Grandpa rubbed his glasses, emotional, “I was normal in all aspects of school, just a nerd who didn't understand the style, I can remember, I was too nervous at the time of the photo shoot, the people at the photo studio let me relax, but I just couldn't laugh anyway, I had to bandage my face and take this picture with her, she later always said that I looked very shelved. ”

When Grandpa spoke, a picture slipped out of the album.