The perfect future of rebirth

I slaughtered the Wen Yuyi lunch, but the mood of Zhao Poisheng did not feel a happy feeling. The reason is very simple, and Wen Yu is a bastard, and Han Meimei will feed Han Meimei on the dinner.

"Ah, ah!" Zhao Poked angrily in the heart of silent shouts: "Xiu En love people, it should be thundered!"

It is also very interesting to say, Wen Yu and Han Meimei this pair, usually do not seem to be so vigorous, but the feelings of people are very stable.

Instead, Wang Zhen and Dong Chenxi, the original vigorous, now there is still a stranger.

The destiny of life is really unpredictable.

In the afternoon, they didn't go to the library. Han Meimei has a class. Wen Yu is going to do twenty-four filial piety boyfriend, accompanying girlfriend to class, although they "sincere" invites Zhao Po. They as a bulb, the way, the way, and the sorry rejection, returning to the dormitory.

When I returned to the dormitory, Wang Zhen was also in that I saw Zhao Po. "" You are back? "

"Well, there is no time to come back." Zhao Potted nodded.

After saying this, two people didn't say anything, and they worked their own things.

"Dong Chenxi, go back to work?" Wang Zhen was silent for a while, and suddenly he asked Zhao.

Zhao Poked one, then nodded: "Go back, just come back yesterday to help me send documents."

Wang Zhen nodded again, it was in the middle of the silence.

Zhao Poked in his heart sighed, this world of Wang Zhen, really changed, becoming yourself nothing. Although he knew that Wang Zhen still took himself as a friend, he still took him as a friend, but it always felt that there was a diaphragm in the two people.

"She, okay?" Wang Zhen hesitated for a moment, asked.

Zhao Po lifted his head: "Who?"

"Dawn." Wang Zhen said.

I suddenly, he hesitated, and finally whispered: "I, if I don't know why things become this, do you believe?"

Zhao Poked nodded: "Of course I believe."

He replied quite simply, but let Wang Zhen god, paused, "why?"

"Because you are Wang Zhen."

"I ..." Wang Zhen's mouth trembled, but I didn't say anything, I didn't say it, I said: "I am sorry you, I am sorry for the morning ..."

Zhao Poisheng thought about it, nodded: "It is sorry for me, and I am sorry for Dong Chenxi, but everyone chooses to have their own life and roads are different. You have your consideration, actually normal."

When I heard him, Wang Zhen almost cried. He recently, in fact, in his heart is not good, after all, I have really loved Dong Chenxi, but now I have to go to this point, I will even even Wen Yu and Tan Jie Although the mouth Don't say it, you can't think that he is sorry for the help of Zhao Poisheng, and I can't afford to emotion.

But I didn't expect that Zhao Po lifelined actually said to him.

"No matter what, we are brothers." Wang Zhen said in a word of Zhao Poisheng: "I hope hello, I hope Dong Chenxi can be good, this sentence you must tell her for me."

"I know." Zhao Poisheng smiled and said.

For Wang Zhen's words, he still believes. Only everyone is actually a different existence. Everyone has different cognitions with others, some people love others to love themselves, and some people, probably in addition to themselves, will not love anyone. This is nothing to do with the right or wrong, but everyone's choice is different.

It's like the old China in the past, there are countless young throws to sprinkle blood, seek to save the country, only everyone's choice, some people choose three Chinese people, some people choose **. From now on, then they are in order to pursue ourselves that they think the right road is proud.

Perhaps because of the attitude of Zhao Po, Wang Zhen's mood is a lot.

"You know, I am very weird now." Wang Zhen said: "I think you, in fact, it really has changed much, before in the dormitory, although you don't have much, but very little is so tolerant ...... "

Zhao Poisheng smiled: "People always learn to grow up, no matter what I, or you are all the same."

"Yeah, learn to grow up."

Wang Zhen muttered himself, and then laughed: "Is there anything in the afternoon?"

Zhao Poisheng shook his head: "Nothing, Wen Yua is accompanied by Han Meime to class, I want to follow, I didn't go."

"Well, let's drink some wine." Wang Zhen suddenly said to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked a god, just wanted to refuse, but he was pulled out of the dormitory by him.

Wine is a good thing, you can send it, you can solve the worries, no matter how much trouble, a pot is turning into the belly, the troubles don't fly, I feel that I can conquer the whole world, and life is very beautiful. If you don't dare to say in the next day, you don't dare to do things. It seems that you can't just call in the eyes of the drunken people, pointing to the emperor's nose, but also waiting.

The seven hundred points of drunkenness is a realm of life. When people are drunk to this realm, they can do many things that do not dare to do, but they will not completely lose their homes, and they are somewhat dizzy, but they are so strong, but they think Such as electricity, he knows what you are talking about, what you do, these do you have to say that you want to do it, let's miss a little courage, and a silk is about to touch the inspiration of the truth, there is this seven eight Divided, it is just right to make this little lack.

Zhao Poisheng was drunk by Wang Zhen. He didn't want to drink. You can't drink this guy. If we don't drink, we are not a friend. If you have a good choice, Zhao Poing has only accompanied him.

This drink, two people are drinking too much.

"You know, I am actually especially envious of you and old Tan." Wang Zhen said to Zhao Po.

"Envy us?" Zhao Poked one.

"Yeah, at least, what do you want to do, my parents will not take you, I, my parents want to manage, huh, huh, in them, I may not do anything. Ok ... "Wang Zhen's voice is very low, the expression on the face is not good.

Zhao Poisheng can feel that his entanglement and helpless mood.

Everyone has no way to choose their own parents, and many time life is really helpless.

"Forget it, no matter what, they are for you." Zhao Poisheng hesitated and said to Wang Zhen.

"Yeah, for me, but they know, what is what I need?" Wang Zhen smiled, so that Zhao Poisheng was inexplicably sour, because he heard the same words.

Destiny, sometimes, is a reincarnation of fucking.

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