Chapter Eighty The Dream That Can Be Continued in This Life

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  After two kisses, the two didn't do anything else, "just watching TV together." The handles of their chopsticks touched, and they exchanged a smile. Yu Xi's eyes sparkled, her shallow smile was full of charm, her red lips slightly curled up, and two faint dimples appeared on her cheeks. Her gaze wasn't like that of a shy and evasive young girl, nor was it like that of a mature woman with a flirtatious and direct look; it was somewhere in between, leaving people wanting more.

  The TV is playing Qiong Yao's "Mei Hua San Nong" and Chen De Rong's ancient costume appearance has attracted Wen Qing in the past. Along with the TV broadcast all over the country, there is also a song by Jiang Yu Heng: Mei Hua Yi Nong Duan Ren Chang, Mei Hua Er Nong Fei Si Liang, Mei Hua San Nong Feng Bo Qi, Yun Yan Shen Chu Shui Mang Mang. When Wen Qing heard this song again after crossing two time and space, he no longer had the original surprise, but kept thinking about another question: Fortunately, Qiong Yao wrote about plum blossoms, if it were chrysanthemum, combined with the lyrics, it would be a masterpiece!

  As I walked out of Yu Xi's house, it was almost 9 o'clock. Wen Jian refused her offer to drive me and I rushed to catch the last bus. The night in Qingzhou was very quiet, and as I sat on the bus, looking out the window, everything was dark except for a few main roads. There were hardly any pedestrians on the road, only some young people hanging around the entrances of game halls, dance halls, and karaoke bars, wearing military green pants, black leather shoes with laces, and unzipped jackets revealing their white tank tops underneath. They would whistle at single girls who walked by, and when the girls quickly walked away looking flustered, they would burst out laughing. These night creatures of Qingzhou had a strong vitality that was deeply rooted in the lives of ordinary people. You could ignore them or despise them, but you couldn't deny their existence, whether in the past, present, or future. When the red light came on, the bus stopped at an intersection, and one of the few passengers, a man in his 40s, shouted: "Driver, let's go! There are no cars coming, why wait for the red light?" In those days, there were no surveillance cameras everywhere, so whether or not to run a red light depended on personal character.

  The driver was a female driver. The middle-aged man didn't even bother to respond, and muttered a sentence, not speaking again. Wen Jie looked out the window with nothing to do, suddenly discovering that about ten meters away from a game hall on the side of the road, there was a girl who was blocked by four or five thugs when she passed by. The girl lowered her head and dodged left and right, trying to leave, but failed.

  Wen Cheng sighed softly in his heart, who is this poor girl's family? He opened the window and stuck out his head to shout that the police had arrived. The girl happened to raise her head. With the light from the game hall entrance, Wen Cheng saw the girl's face clearly, cursed loudly, turned his head and shouted: "Master, open the door, I have an urgent matter to get off."

  The female master still had a firm grasp, if she had one, Wen Cen would curse her to have egg pain every day. Zhengtai received the same treatment as the big uncle just now, and he felt quite helpless in his heart. Seeing that the situation was not good, Wen Cen did not hesitate anymore, bent down and stepped on the window sill, and jumped out.

  A commotion broke out in the car, and a middle-aged uncle muttered to himself: "Young people are so impulsive. Although we have to wait for a while at the red light, isn't it better than walking home? Getting off halfway, what a waste of money! This kid has no economic sense!"

  The female driver saw Wen Qiang's jump from the rearview mirror, her expression unchanged.

  Wen Chong rushed into the crowd, grabbed the girl's hand and shouted: "Sister, I've found you, let's go quickly, my brother is waiting for us up ahead." This was a surefire way to rescue someone - first pretend to be related, then make a big show of it. The small-time hooligans would usually just curse a couple of times and back off.

  The girl saw the surprise on Wen Xiao's face, thought about the chaos around her, and pinched Wen Xiao's palm to try to get him to leave first. A slightly taller and not bad-looking young punk sized up Wen Xiao and laughed: "Tan Xue, I didn't know you had a little brother."

  This girl was none other than Tan Xue, whom he had not seen for a long time.

  Wen Cai put on an innocent expression and said, "This big brother, my name is Tan Yu, Tan Xue is my sister, and my brothers are still waiting for us up ahead. Could you please make way?"

  "Hey kid, who are you letting through?" another guy with a red birthmark on his chin cursed.

  The guy slapped him and said, "How many times have I told you? When talking to Xue, be polite. What's the point of swearing except for making us look bad?"

  The boy with the birthmark said: "Older brother, you also spoke dirty words"

  The other three little rascals burst out laughing, and the handsome boy couldn't help but laugh and kick him: "Peng's, isn't it because of you?"

  Don't be fooled by their friendly appearance, they seem to get along well with each other, but if you really think so, that's just naive and brain-dead!

  Wen Qian pulled Tan Xue to try to bypass them, but the handsome man with a smile on his face took another step forward and sneered, "Did the boss let you leave?"

  Wen Qian suddenly looked back at them, the excitement on his face almost illuminating the night sky of Qingzhou, waving his hand and jumping: "Police brother, we're over here."

  "Ah, his brother is a cop? In shock, the five thugs including the handsome guy turned their heads to look back, with two of them ready to make a run for it. But there was no one behind them. What police? Turning around again, they saw Wen Jian pulling Tan Xue's hand running quickly and soon disappeared into the night."

  The hooligans looked at each other in confusion and suddenly burst out laughing.

  Until they turned two corners, Wen Xiang finally stopped and Tan Xue was panting heavily, leaning against the wall. She couldn't say anything except that she was tired. Wen Xiang turned around to look at her and smiled: "Sister Tan, it seems like every time I run into you, nothing good happens."

  She didn't know if it was because of running or being moved by the warm words, but her delicate face was flushed. After finally catching her breath, she said softly: "Thank you!"

  Wen Qian walked to the street corner and looked around, saying: "Don't be polite, what's going on here? I thought those people just happened to run into you, how did that ruffian leader know you?"

  Tan Xue sighed and said, "That guy's name is Zhao Jianjun. He's a pretty well-known little rascal around here. I was working at the store when he came in to buy a bracelet, and that's how it started." Hmm, sometimes he would come to pester me.

  She nodded slightly, but still looked a bit puzzled and asked: "But the jewelry store is very far from here, and it's so late to get off work? How did you walk from here?"

  Tan Xue lowered her head and said: "I still work in other places, after get off work I will pass by here, Zhao Jianjun and others sometimes wait on the road."

  But they don't dare to really do anything, just take advantage of me verbally, I ignore them, it's fine.

  The warm and gentle head of the little rascal has limited patience, once or twice may not matter, but it can't last long before losing patience. At that time, talking to Xue might be in danger. After all, it's not the year when the strict law was enforced, ten years have passed, many people have forgotten those bloody lessons, and they can't control their little brothers, starting to get restless.

  "Alright, what about Zhao Jianjun and his gang? I'll get someone to teach them a lesson, warn them not to harass you, how's that?" Tan Xue suddenly grabbed Wen Li's hand and said urgently: "Li, don't provoke them. I've heard people say that Zhao Jianjun is ruthless, if he gets angry, the whole family will be in danger."

  Wen Cheng didn't care about it in his heart, wasn't he going to die? That was not the time to die yet! However, seeing Tan Xue's terrified expression, he could only comfort her by saying: "I know, don't worry! We won't provoke him, let's negotiate, negotiation is key!"

  Although Tan Xue had been out of the ivory tower for a long time, she still had a bit of innocence in her bones and didn't detect Wen Qing's perfunctory tone. She patted her chest with relief, a gentle smile appearing on her face as she said softly, "Wen Qing, thank you, this is the second time you've helped me."

  Wen Ze smiled and said, "No need to thank me, if you want to thank someone, thank the Qingzhou Public Transportation Company instead. It just so happens that I was on a company bus both times. Heh, Tan Jie, why bother arguing with this broken public transportation system when you're fine?"

  Xue listened to him and found it interesting, and laughed. Suddenly thinking of what Tan Yu had said earlier, he hurriedly said: "I heard from Tan Yu that you helped him in school, I really want to thank you."

  "Enough, enough!" Wen Jian pressed down with both hands and made a quiet gesture. "We don't meet often, so let's skip the awards ceremony and thank-you speech. Where do you live? I'll send you home."

  Tan Xue felt a bit embarrassed and declined, saying: "No need, it's really too late, you should hurry back home too. It's not far from my house here, I can walk back by myself."

  "There are still four or five stops left, I'll take you there instead, it's safer that way."

  As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned for a moment. Tan Xue said: "How did you know that there are still four or five stations to my home?"

  Wen Lie said with a straight face, "Tan Yu told me herself, and even invited me to her place, but I never had the chance." Of course, he knew where Tan Xue's house was; in his past life, it was almost like a second home to him. He would eat and sleep there, receiving the same treatment as Tan Yu. It had caused Tan Yu to complain to their mother many times before.

  The two of them chatted and soon arrived home, Snow's house was in a row of old tube-shaped buildings. The ground in front of the building was uneven, and if you weren't careful, you'd easily trip. In the dark and damp stairwell, you could occasionally hear all sorts of strange noises. When you stepped on it, it made a dull thudding sound, it would be perfect for filming a horror movie without needing any special effects.

  He stopped his footsteps downstairs and smiled: "The task is completed, I should also go back."

  Tan Xue smoothed her hair and said, "Well, in that case, I won't invite you over. My home is very simple, not because I'm afraid of being laughed at, but mainly because there's nothing to entertain guests with. When I make some money and decorate my place nicely, I'll definitely invite you over." Tan Xue wasn't beautiful, just elegant, but she was open-minded and didn't feel ashamed of her family background. This kind of genuine and unpretentious girl easily wins people over.

  Where is Wen Qian going to be in the second half, today it's really too late, and visiting suddenly isn't suitable either. Laughing loudly: "Tan Jie, you mustn't take me for some rich young master, my family is not much different from yours, we're all those who became wealthy later on, nothing big deal."

  Tan Xue nodded vigorously and said: "Right, we are all people who became rich later in life, but we are all working hard, and will eventually become wealthy!"

  Dreams are originally simple and pure. Since this life has the opportunity to continue living, there will also be a day when dreams come true.

  Come on, Tan Xue!

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