Stylistic road

"You come with me."

Ren Jing didn't say more, she took Chen Mingliang's arm and left, and did not answer Chen Mingliang's previous question.

Chen Mingliang didn't continue to question. He wiped off the snowflakes from Ren Jing's hat with his hand as he walked. By the way, he stroked Ren Jing's bangs. The hard and bangs were frozen solid, into a bunch of strands.

The two soon came to the student dormitory area.

It has been so many years since Ren Jing graduated, and nothing has changed here.

It is estimated that among so many universities in the capital, the only thing that hasn't changed is the drama.

Other universities took the opportunity of the Olympics to renovate their school buildings, but they couldn't find a way to improve themselves.

Ren Jing called the uncle guard.

The uncle doorman responded, and then pushed out a motorcycle from the doorman's room. The paint on the car was peeling off.

However, some of the accessories are new and can be seen. They have been carefully refurbished.

"Do you remember that this is the motorcycle you bought back then, and we have used it to go to the Badaling Great Wall!" Ren Jing smiled very proudly.

"Oh, really! It's still there! I thought it was destroyed by your classmates a long time ago." Chen Mingliang found it also very novel.

"Of course it is broken. I will ask Uncle Zhang to find someone to fix it again. After all, this is your first means of transportation. Come on, ride on it!"

"What are you trying to do? Motorcycles have been banned in the capital now, I ride it?"

"Then I don't care, I specially let people find and fix your broken car, and it was hard to fix it by asking Uncle Zhang to ask people everywhere, so that you can ride it! Hurry up! Brother, take me home Right!

If you take a look, I don't think your car is dirty or ugly, but I am still willing to follow you around the world, so be content!"Ren Jing entered the scene for a second.

"Well, then, go to the courtyard house? You can park there, take a swim, and take a hot bath by the way."

They have too many houses in the capital, but sometimes they don’t know where their real home is. These days they have been living in Shuangqingyuan. In the days before the Olympics, they lived in the training base. Of course, occasionally they also lived in Champion City. There, after all, many of Chen Mingliang's classmates live there.

"No, let's not go there, let's go to Erwai, we haven't been there in a long time." Ren Jing proposed a very surprising place, which is probably planned for a long time.

I haven't been there for a long time. After all, the place is too partial and has little to do with the daily lives of the two people.

After so many years, the capital has undergone earth-shaking changes, only there is still the same remote.

"All right, then go to Second Foreign Affairs! But is our house still there, and I don't have the key either." Chen Mingliang did not violate Ren Jing's wishes.

"Hehe, I have."

Ren Jing playfully took out a bunch of keys and shook them in front of Chen Mingliang.

However, Chen Mingliang still hesitated, "Since we moved out from there, it has been so many years, I have never been to it, and I don't know what happened to the house?"

"You'll know if you go to see it! You can just ride away."

Got it!

Don't say anything, go to Second Foreign Affairs.

...

Fortunately, the traffic police uncle considered the rain and snow and did not arrest Chen Mingliang who were riding on the road.Motorcycles have been banned in Beijing for several years, and everyone’s focus has long since been on motorcycles.

It's not peak time. The road conditions in the capital are good. Walk along Chaoyang Road and arrive at Dingfuzhuang soon.

Through the Communication University, enter the second foreign campus.

The building in the family area has hardly changed at all.

The changes on the campus of the Second Foreign Language School are actually not big. Maybe the only difference is the people. Now they are younger and beautiful girls. They are playing snowball fights. They are leaving behind a string of chic and happy silver bells. They are slowly Get rid of the bad reputation left by the predecessors.

It's nice to be young.

When Chen Mingliang led Ren Jing into the school gate, no one was in charge. After all, the school itself was semi-open, so they went downstairs smoothly and safely.

Hug upstairs.

"Click!"

The key stabbed in, turned in the door lock twice, and opened.

After a long absence, the house will be the same as before, right?

Chen Mingliang once gave this house to a real estate company, but Ren Jing didn't let them rent it out, so he left it idle.

Entering the living room, the overall condition inside is okay. The things are arranged neatly. When you approach, you can see a layer of ash on the table, but it is not too heavy. It can be seen that people often come to clean and maintain it.

How long have they not been here?

Ren Jing lived here when she entered the capital from Yunyang for the first time. At that time, she broadened her horizons and thought it would be great if she could have such a house in her life.

The dream soon came true.

But soon the house was wasted.

In some unspeakable relationship, Ren Jing gritted her teeth and did not apply for the Communication University, although it was still called the Broadcasting Academy at the time.

...

She didn't know what she had remembered, Ren Jing's eye sockets suddenly turned red, and tears began to swirl in her eyes.

Chen Mingliang didn't notice this. He went to find tools to turn on the room radiator first, and then clean up.

Everything is familiar, he first came to the stairwell, opened the heating valve here, and then went into each room to turn on the radiator, and waited until the room was warm before starting to do sanitation.

When he returned to the living room after a period of work, he saw Ren Jing still standing there without moving, seeming to be wiping tears.

Chen Mingliang hurriedly threw away what was in his hand and held the woman in his arms.

"What's wrong, why are you still crying?"

"Touching the scene to give birth!"

Ren Jing just leaned on Chen Mingliang's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, she felt that the world seemed to be quieter, and she felt particularly safe.

It took a long time for Ren Jing to clear up her emotions.

Women are sentimental.

"It's better for me to take care of hygiene. You go buy some dishes and new kitchen utensils and come back all the time. I want to call a friend over to be a guest, and I want to eat your braised pork knuckles."

Chen Mingliang didn't ask who was coming, he just put on the army coat again and went out silently.

Where the vegetable market is, he is in the door, after all, he had been a chef for a long time in order to show his hospitality.

The room was warm, Ren Jing also took off her down jacket, her warm clothes showed a delicate curve, she has mature beauty at this age.

She picked up the rag, walked into the bathroom to get hot water, and began to wipe the table, chair and bench for sanitation.

The feeling of doing housework is also unusual.

When Chen Mingliang came back, Ren Jing had done almost all the hygiene, even the bed was made up, the quilt was newly opened, and the silk duvet was super warm.

Two people are required to cook together, and even the process of picking vegetables is full of joy.

Fortunately, the kitchen area is large enough, open the kitchen door, the heat from outside can also come in, ah, it feels so good, it seems that this is the husband and wife living.

There are always chefs and aunts cooking, which makes Ren Jing feel that her role is to sleep with Chen Mingliang, which is not good.

Although I am very busy, it is more important to catch men than to catch work.