The perfect future of rebirth

The millennium Beijing, the price is low, and Zhao Po is sometimes even thinking. If you want to consider, all the funds are all squatted in and buy a house forget it.

Last life Zhao Poisheng often chats with friends, everyone is middle-aged, naturally there are many emotions for life, people are most worried in middle age, in fact, it is not the so-called self-wretched and greasy, but a strong elder, one generation A generation of deconsive in front of themselves.

At that time, I often felt that I have fallen into the trap of Pangola, more like the battle between myself, and I will become paranoid.

Now, Zhao Poisheng is a lot of a lot. Although it is known that the elders have the same day, now, whether they are parents or Li Yuan, they are working hard to operate their careers and life, and they can see them bloom. Such a ray, for Zhao Po, this life is enough.

As for the matter of the money to buy a house, it is bored when I think about it. After all, the wealth is not at the end, and it is not the end of Zhao Po.

I didn't seem to end the north of the north. When I returned to Ninghai, I once visited the traces of life that year, but the small town in the time of the time was swallowed into the old wall of the vines, and the people in the past were passed through the defeat portal. The bitterness of the wind.

The new architecture is stuck in the small road that spreads, and it is swallowed in the idle land and the memory of Zhao Po. Occasionally, the classmates of primary schools were encountered, and they could also call his name for decades. Speaking of those details that they have already blurred, let the memories confused, so everyone has an nowhere in their hearts.

At that time, Zhao Poisheng knew that time is not returned, all lost, will return to another way.

But he didn't expect that this way you returned, it would be so special.

"Why are you going?"

I came back for a long time, and I watched my boyfriend asked.

She is not worried about Zhao Poisheng, because that probability is still lower than myself now.

There is no way, grow up together, for Zhao Po, the fan is too deep, the bish is a lot, but it is an emotional idiot.

You can't expect an initiative to give the post to the teacher's idiot, and do some for the girl. Fan baby even thinks, if it is not a dozen years in peace, maybe Zhao Poked life will not take the initiative to personally personally.

"Slow heat, and slow to the ultimate." This is the evaluation of the Fan Bao privately said Zhao Poisheng.

At that time, Zhou did not understand what it means. Later, he learned to see the farten explanation. It turned out that Zhao Poisheng in the eyes of the taste, actually there is such a wooden.

People, there will always be some disadvantages that make others unexpected, and the perfect people only exist in the literary works, and there is definitely no existence.

"Nothing, do something." Zhao Poked faintly, and blinked his eyes.

Fan Bao immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Poisheng, no longer tangled this problem, she knew that Zhao Poked life will definitely explain it clearly.

This is the tacit understanding of two people from small to the big, and others are naturally unknown.

After eating, a few people returned to the residence. Zhou Wei and Wang Qiang walked in front, Wang Qiang was still surprised to look forward to Zhang Wang, and the Fan Bao said: "Sister, are you so slow?"

Fan Bao smiled, did not wait, Zhou Wei took his forehead, hurry to pull a light bulb.

Looking at their back, the fan is helpless, and the Zhao Poisheng around him said: "Xiaoqiang's character and eye movement, simply too ..."

"This carnation is to note." Zhao Po is also speechless.

"Note Lonely, what does it mean?" Fan Bao asked a little curious.

Obviously, she did not heard this word.

After all, this time is not a new year, some new words, most people don't understand it.

I explain what is called for a lonely life.

"Well, um." Fan Bao smiled and looked at Zhao Po.

what?

Zhao Poked, and then he was helplessly looked at the fan: "You said that your boyfriend is really good?"

"Oh, I feel very suitable." Silk is not intimidated by Zhao Poisheng's expression, Fan Bao wrinkled his nose: "After all, you will give the love letter to the teacher, I will worship the wind."

When I mentioned this, Zhao Poisheng felt that it was very embarrassing. The ghost knew what he thought at the time, and it can do so idiot. Now I think it is, it is simply an incomparable behavior.

"We can not mention this." Helpless looked at the fan baby, Zhao Poked life bite his teeth: "Are you not intended to make me also spit you?"

And Qingmeizhu Horse has become the biggest tragedy of lovers, two people know all the black history of the other party, black, that is really nothing.

When I think of this, Fan Baby decisively, and I can't say it.

What is the international joke, the black history, Zhao Poisheng knows a lot, really, it is very difficult to say it is good.

"When don't I face it?" The fan silently belongs to the voice in his heart.

If Zhao Po is known to know what she is thinking, it is estimated that it can be exhausted, and she wants her face, she is the thick face.

"Right, when you eat, what is going on?" Fan Baby wanted to Zhao.

Zhao Poisheng smiled: "Nothing, it is asking the landlord, can rent a house for a few months to give us a few months."

"Many Rent a few months?" Fan Baby, then reacted: "Are you planning to make you up?"

Zhao Poked nodded: "He is not a place to go, I listen to Zhou Wei said that the place where he lived is not very good, the environment is very poor, and the surrounding is not as chanting, but it is better to let him live."

Said, he explained: "You and Zhou have now started to join, and occasionally may live outside, there is a small strength, how much can I rest assured."

Fan babies have some unexpected, but then understand the meaning of Zhao Po los, just like Zhao Po, maybe this is a good way.

Of course, Zhao Poing will not tell her that the house is actually bought, how long have they live for a long time.