Chapter 481: Do Not See, Do Not Miss in This Life

"Ren Sheng Jin Jin Yichuan" near the school is the first flagship store. After the second store opened, a "Zero" was added to the bottom left of the sign. It was still written by Wang Yan, who had written all the numbers from zero to nine, and when a new store opened, he would just combine them and stick them on.

It is always so popular here, with people moving inside the store and the noise outside. Drinking doesn't distinguish between north and south; what it distinguishes is who isn't bragging. Generally, when people drink too much, they brag one after another...

Xu Kaiyang slammed the wine bottle on the table with a "clatter," hiccuped, and looked at Zhang Kai, who was wearing big shorts and big slippers, lifting his clothes and patting his skin: "You're doing well now, with over ten people under you?"

Zhang Kai's belly patted with a "pop, pop," and he grinned: "It's all from the three-inch tongue I used to trick them over. There are only three real employees, and the rest are all part-time students from our school. It's nothing special. If you want to talk about special, it has to be Old Wang; I'm working for him."

Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile: "We are partners, don't make it sound like I'm a capitalist."

After leaving school, Zhang Kai rented an office space in Zhujiang Road to start working. Because the website was still under development at the time, there was nothing serious to do. On one hand, he tricked students from school into working for free; on the other hand, he frequented various literary forums. Tricking people, talking about feelings—he was quite good at it, quite good at drawing cakes. And frequenting forums, because he himself liked writing, he could still say a few words. He mixed day and night for half a month, and he was exhausted, which could be considered as having made a small name for himself.

In this process, he bit by bit told the story of having no channels to publish and no readers to read, consuming his creative passion. And he found many small accounts to comment and recognize below, the general idea being "I wrote the best work in the world, the editors who reviewed the manuscripts didn't know the goods, and didn't have the most basic literary literacy." After a few days of fermentation, he finally told his business.

After the website was developed, he first put an article on it, setting the tone at the beginning—he was looking for a home for the great works of all lovers...

The current development is of course very unsmooth, because the content is too little, so naturally, the traffic isn't that high. But it doesn't matter; this takes time. They are building a platform, and content needs to be cultivated. Of course, the main thing is that computers haven't entered thousands of households on a large scale now, and many people are still used to writing on paper.

Now Zhang Kai's task is three-fold: first, optimize the website to give users a better experience. Second, frequent forums to constantly make his website famous. Third, he himself writes some articles; on one hand, he is not dead-hearted, and on the other hand, he is expanding content. Even if it's garbage, it's far better than having no garbage at all. It's just that seeing comments scolding him is a bit annoying.

Although the current titles are songs, essays, or traditional literature, he collects articles of all types. But he didn't think about doing it professionally, just bit by bit moving toward the later "Qidian" style.

Although "First Intimate Contact" is recognized by most people as the first online novel, it won't start being published online until next year. So for various reasons, Wang Yan, who was idle, also went into battle to help.

He didn't read many online novels that he had seen before he got the Living Ancestor, although he had forgotten most of them, he still knew what online literature was about. On the other hand, as far as traditional literature is concerned, he had been the dean of the Chinese Department of Peking University, a big brother of a mountain faction. Whether it was writing or literary thought, he was very strong. And he had studied Buddhist, Daoist, and Confucian culture, and he knew about foreign culture, Chinese and foreign legends, etc., and he was quite clear about other historical aspects, etc. So for him, this was basically using a cannon to hit a mosquito.

Writing an article, not to mention coming at hand, wasn't much different. He wrote a little every day when he was idle, basically just clattering on the keyboard, and his literary thoughts were really like a burst of urine. It didn't take long every day, just to pass the time.

With him serializing there, there was a group of fixed readers, and at the same time, these readers would also promote it in other places, and it was moving in a good direction.

And his own affairs, of course, were also being done. He didn't lie; he was indeed working in the design institute of Future Real Estate, holding an assistant position. It was mainly because he didn't have a certificate now, and that thing required working years. After he passed the exam, he could serve as the chief of the design institute.

Actually, it didn't matter if he had a certificate or not. Anyway, he designed it that way, just hanging other people's names. He didn't care about those false names; what he wanted was the fun of implementing projects in reality. He just drew casually, and it was implemented in units of hundreds of millions, with tens of thousands of people busy together from upstream to downstream—a proper high-level hobby...

The piece of land in Jianye District was designed by him before he graduated. Now the land was being leveled and the foundation was being laid, and the construction period was expected to be two years, including residential, commercial, schools, etc. He didn't do it in phases, but started construction comprehensively and completed all buildings.

Pre-sales were definitely pre-sales, and loans were definitely loans. After all, no matter how hard the "Dali Pill" sold, it couldn't withstand his huge investment in the scientific research field. There were so many things to study, this one and that one, all massive. His debt ratio had always been very high, anyway, the Dali Pill was the bottom line.

However, he didn't do the public area sharing, and he didn't do that virtual set all these years. He just raised the price realistically, calculated the cost, added the public construction to the housing price, and added the later maintenance costs to the property management fee—solid, transparent, and very expensive.

Of course, there were some troubles. After all, a tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; why are you so special? But it wasn't a big problem, and the overall situation was good...

Wang Yan looked at Xu Kaiyang: "You haven't had any movement for more than a year since graduation, how did you get in touch today?"

Xu Kaiyang didn't care, shook his head and said: "You all know, my family is in construction, otherwise I wouldn't have come to study architecture. My family has a project in Suzhou, and I've been on the construction site there for more than a year. I wanted to contact you, but I couldn't. It was too far. I remember I made several calls to Old Zhang."

"It was just a while after graduation, and then there was no movement." Zhang Kai smiled.

"I wasn't busy? It was only last month that I came back to be my father's assistant. It was only a while ago that I met our classmates, and I remembered that you five-year undergraduates should have graduated. I asked around and found out that you are famous among the 93 and 94 graduates, so I hurried over to see my good brother. Don't forget me when you make it big in the future."

Although Zhang Kai is nothing now, his fame is indeed very great. On the one hand, it stems from the fact that he was tricking people everywhere when he first graduated, and on the other hand, it lies in the fact that he started a business upon graduation.

Of course, starting a business upon graduation is not rare. There are countless geniuses at Southeast University, and there are many who start businesses. There are also many who do the Internet. But Zhang Kai is the only one at Southeast University who studied architecture for five years but went to do the Internet upon graduation. Many people will pay attention to it when they are idle, and some even follow suit to do similar websites. Who it is, of course, is unknown; it should be someone with some technology who did it when they were idle, destined to be difficult to become a climate.

"Easy to say, easy to say. But before making it big, you have to burn incense first; the younger brother still needs your support." With a laugh, Zhang Kai signaled with the wine bottle and drank a mouthful: "Alright, it's been a year and we're talking so politely. Why did you come alone? Since Zheng Wei, I haven't seen you without a woman by your side."

"Enough." Xu Kaiyang drank his wine in low spirits: "They are all vulgar people, just because my family is rich. And now I'm not relaxed at work every day, where do I have time to talk about love with women? Speaking of Zheng Wei, how is she? Where did she go?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhang Kai laughed: "Zheng Wei and Li Weijuan are both in Shanghai, working on the construction site every day, and they can't even rest for a few days a month. They are either covered in dirt or dust. Contacted a few times in more than a month, listening to her scolding her mother every day. Back then I said, Ruan Guan and the others, a group of little girls, why didn't they learn anything else, but had to learn civil engineering? Now it's good, they have to suffer. Speaking of which, Ruan Guan is not bad; she is an assistant in an architecture firm, doing odd jobs, quite relaxed. Zhu Xiao Bei is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, studying hard at home."

Xu Kaiyang laughed as he listened, but after laughing, he drank his wine in big gulps, lit a cigarette, and fell silent. After a while, he asked: "How is she and that childhood sweetheart? They've graduated, and they're so familiar, haven't they gotten married yet?"

"Yellowed." Zhang Kai also lit a cigarette: "Just last week, I asked her and she said she was living with Li Weijuan, delaying her and Lin Jing's relationship. As a result, she told me they broke up. It was the day before she went to Shanghai, saying they had no feelings."

"Hey, since that's the case, you say..." Xu Kaiyang sat up straight, but when the words reached his lips, he slumped back into the chair, sighing: "Forget it..."

"That's right, there are fragrant grasses everywhere at the end of the world, why be obsessed with one flower? There are plenty of women, no need to make yourself unhappy. Come, drink!" Zhang Kai raised his wine again.

Wang Yan also followed with a smile, put down the wine bottle, and was about to speak when the phone in his pocket rang. He took it out, looked at it, and answered: "Hello? Hello?"

"Yes."

"Well, tell me."

"Tell me the address."

Only hearing a burst of babbling from the other side, he frowned and hung up, looked at Zhang Kai and Xu Kaiyang and said: "I have something to do, I'm leaving first, we'll gather again another day."

After speaking, he patted Xu Kaiyang on the shoulder, walked to the roadside in a few steps, got into the taxi at the front of the line, and left.

"Is he that busy?" Looking at the departing taxi, Xu Kaiyang asked subconsciously.

"Don't you know? He was mysterious when he was in college, and now that he's graduated, he's even more elusive. I don't know what he's busy with all day."

"Hey, reveal it to me. You two are partners, how much money did he put up? How many shares did he give you?"

This isn't a secret, Zhang Kai laughed: "100,000 in cash, ten computers with the current mainstream configuration, a total of 200,000 or so. I have 10% of the shares, and he doesn't care about things usually; it's all operated by me. According to the time, I'm now earning more in a month than others earn in a year."

"I heard the Internet is hard to make a profit. Are you scared to death now? Still showing off?"

Leaving "Ren Sheng Jin Jin Yichuan," Wang Yan went to the train station and found Zheng Wei, who was wearing a pink shirt, jeans, and carrying a brown leather bag, at the exit. Not having mixed in vain for more than a month after graduation, at least this dressing style had improved, giving people a capable feeling, not bad.

He stopped the taxi in front of her, leaned out of the passenger seat, and waved: "Get in."

"Long time no see." Zheng Wei waved and greeted, got into the taxi, and said impolitely: "Don't ask yet, find a place to treat me to a meal."

Wang Yan didn't care about her treating or not, and casually told the driver an address.

The taxi started, and Zheng Wei sniffed: "You were drinking just now?"

"Drinking skewers with Zhang Kai and Xu Kaiyang."

"Xu Kaiyang?" Zheng Wei, sitting in the back row, leaned over the seat and leaned toward Wang Yan: "He hasn't had any news for a long time, right? How did he suddenly get in touch?"

"Zhang Kai, an undergraduate who studied architecture for five years, started the Internet, and was tricking people into working for free everywhere in our school, talking about ideals and feelings. This spread, and Xu Kaiyang must have heard about it somewhere, remembered us, and contacted us after several twists and turns, making an appointment to have a meal today and reminisce about the past."

"How is he? Quite good, right?"

"It's okay, he looks quite spirited." Wang Yan nodded: "Before you called, we were talking about you and Lin Jing breaking up. Xu Kaiyang was excited for a while, wanting to continue his relationship with you, but then he gave up. I guess he's drinking depressed wine with Zhang Kai now."

"I don't have any feelings for him at all. We were playing quite well, but it became awkward. Hey, you didn't tell them that the person who called you was me, right?"

"No, Xu Kaiyang is reminiscing about the past; it would be awkward if you went over, affecting the atmosphere."

"That's good, that's good."

Zheng Wei looked out the window. Seeing that Wang Yan didn't speak, she chattered non-stop all the way, thinking everything was strange, as if she had really been away for a long time.

Finally, they arrived at a restaurant, ordered dishes, and at Zheng Wei's strong suggestion, ordered white liquor.

"Alright, can you tell me what's going on now?"

"Oh, what's the rush? I've been on the train for several hours, I'm starving, wait until I've eaten well before I tell you."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows without expressing anything. As an old schemer who had roamed the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, Zheng Wei's thoughts were still too shallow. Of course, he could see Zheng Wei's meaning, but without words, it was impossible to be sure.

Soon, the wine and dishes were served. Zheng Wei ate and drank in big mouthfuls, frequently proposing toasts, looking for words. Although she didn't use a big glass, just a small cup of a few cents, Zheng Wei's drinking capacity wasn't very high, and after a few cups, her face was already red and she was slightly drunk.

This state is very good; the person is not drunk, but slightly confused, very relaxed.

So Zheng Wei asked very casually: "How are you and Shi Jie?"

"Always quite good."

"If I remember correctly, she is three years older than you? We are the same age, both twenty-two this year, and she is twenty-five this year. According to what you told me before, you don't plan to get married in this life. Since she knows, and has been with you for so many years, doesn't she have any other thoughts?"

Wang Yan smiled and shook his head: "Some people get tired of each other after being together for a long time, while others have deeper and deeper feelings. We belong to the latter."

"Then hasn't she thought about having a child for you? After all, since she plans to be with you for a lifetime, it's better to have a child sooner rather than later; it will be very dangerous when she gets older."

"There is this plan, it's just that her parents are not easy to explain to, and my legs are easy to lose. I'm thinking of letting her go abroad, give birth, and then come back."

He didn't lie. Recently, Shi Jie was really studying this matter, saying she wanted a child to accompany her. Another reason was that she didn't know how many women this bastard would have, and she didn't plan to be with anyone else, so to avoid him dying from overwork, she had to have a child to inherit the estate. She was currently testing her parents' tone at home, and was also preparing to go further away, saying she met a scumbag after giving birth.

Zheng Wei was silent for a long while, let out a long breath: "Wang Yan, I'll tell you the truth, I like you."

"You said that, I know."

"I mean I still like you now."

"I can see that."

Zheng Wei drank another small cup of wine: "Actually, I broke up with Lin Jing, indeed because he was different from what I imagined. It was okay at first, but after being together for a long time, I felt more and more strange. Besides, it's also that I can't forget you. When I was with him, I couldn't help but think of you no matter what I did. Now that I've graduated, I thought that if we didn't see each other and didn't contact each other, I would forget after a long time.

As a result, I found that it wasn't like that. Even if I was exhausted on the construction site every day, I still couldn't help but think of you. The longer the time, the more I thought, and the more I tried to control myself not to think of you, the more I thought of you, even in my dreams. I really couldn't stand that feeling of scratching my heart and liver, so I couldn't help it and came back to find you.

I've finished speaking, that's the matter. So... do you want me? I'm offering myself up, why not take it? You won't lose out, you won't not want me, right?"

She spoke stutteringly at first because she was nervous in her heart, and it was really too shameless, putting her position too low. But after speaking, she became more and more natural; she was going all out. She stiffened her neck and stared fixedly at Wang Yan.

"You're right, this is really a pie falling from the sky; only a fool wouldn't do it." Wang Yan looked at her with a smile: "But there's no turning back once the arrow is on the string; you have to think clearly."

"I don't care, regret is a matter for the future. I don't know if I'll regret it in the future, but if I don't say these words today, I'll regret it for a lifetime. You also know that I've always been willful, and now I'm willful too." Zheng Wei picked up the wine bottle and took a big gulp. The spicy and burning white liquor was swallowed hard, she took a tissue from the table to wipe the corner of her mouth, and instructed Wang Mou: "I'm full, go, pay the bill. Hurry up, I'm afraid I won't dare in a while."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, waved for the waiter to pay the bill, and then took Zheng Wei out and took a taxi, with a clear goal, going straight to a vacant house nearby. He had many houses, and although many couldn't be lived in, they were cleaned by people usually, so they were all very clean.

Zheng Wei looked at the house, and there was nothing strange. After all, it was an old house, so it was just like that, and it was far worse than the one Li Weijuan lived in.

When the door behind her closed with a "bang," Zheng Wei couldn't help but tremble, and she no longer had the baring of fangs and brandishing of claws just now.

Wang Yan smiled: "It's too late to regret now."

"The arrow is on the string, it has to be fired." Zheng Wei let out a long breath, threw away the bag she was carrying, turned around, held Wang Yan's face, and kissed him, regardless of the smell of alcohol in her mouth. She also opened her eyes wide and looked at Wang Yan.

She was very raw, but she took the initiative to go all out.

Wang Yan held her legs, she coiled around herself, he took a step, and slowly entered the bedroom.

Many things are very complicated to think about, but they are really easy to do; it was the imprint of a blood-red flower. It was a woman in her prime who finally embraced her youth and embraced her love...

The next day, Wang Yan woke up early as usual, pried open the legs on his body, got up and covered the spring light with a quilt, changed his clothes, and went out to run and exercise.

Breaking through that layer of restraint, Zheng Wei completely let go. Even though it was the first time, she still catered very wildly, so she was very tired.

After exercise and breakfast, he went to the vegetable market for the fourth time to buy an old hen and many other dishes. Returning to the house, he didn't wake up the sleeping Zheng Wei, but silently started stewing soup. By noon, he started clattering and swinging the big spoon to cook.

Zheng Wei wasn't woken up by the noise, but by the fragrance of the food.

She opened her eyes drowsily, took a deep breath of the floating fragrance, and the physical discomfort made her energetic. She felt the taste carefully, couldn't help but frown, but then smiled foolishly, and a moment later, changed into a look of sorrow.

She let out a long breath, supported her body to get up, the quilt slipped off her body, and her skin felt cool when it touched the air. Her face turned red immediately, and she hurriedly pulled the quilt up again.

She got out of bed with difficulty while covering herself with the quilt, looked at the folded clothes on the side, put on her underwear, found a large shirt from the closet and put it on, walked slowly, and stood there looking at the busy figure in the kitchen.

"Awake? Feeling okay?"

Zheng Wei's hoarse voice sounded: "It's okay."

"The water is on the table, pour it yourself. There's one more dish before eating, I stewed chicken soup for you, very nourishing, drink more later."

Soon, the meal was ready. Wang Yan served the chicken soup and rice: "Eat, I heard your stomach growling."

Looking at the table full of dishes with color, fragrance, and taste, Zheng Wei asked with a smile while holding chopsticks: "Was it like this when you were with Shi Jie back then?"

"Of course, I've always treated everyone equally."

"Shameless playboy." Zheng Wei curled her lips, drank a mouthful of chicken soup, and nodded: "Not bad craftsmanship."

"Eat more."

"Today is a workday, aren't you going to work?"

"If you have nothing to say, just eat. How can you ask this? Can I go? You asked for leave and threw yourself into the net, and I, the one who picked up the bargain, shouldn't seize the opportunity?"

Zheng Wei laughed, ate a few mouthfuls of rice and dishes, and had a look of emotion: "It feels like a dream. Will you be good to me?"

"Do you want me to introduce Shi Jie to you again? Let her tell you how I've treated her all these years?"

"Roll, you have the nerve to say that." Zheng Wei became more natural...

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, got up to get his wallet, took out a card, and put it on the table: "For you, take it and spend it."

"Bastard, do you think I'm after your money?"

"It's just a kind of compensation; after all, I can't always accompany you. When you're free, go consume, buy some pretty clothes or something, it can be considered a pastime. Of course, spending money is just a low-level hobby; maybe you'll be very happy at first, but you'll get bored after a long time. My main purpose is to let you not be disturbed by money, and to be able to put more energy into things you like."

"No, I'm doing quite well on the construction site, doing it myself, having plenty of food and clothing."

"Don't ask how much money is in it?"

Zheng Wei shook her head repeatedly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to help it."

"Take it; giving or not is my business, spending or not is your business. It's good to have a reserve, so it won't be troublesome if you need money urgently."

"What you said is also right." Zheng Wei nodded, but didn't care about the card, continuing to eat in big mouthfuls: "Hey, are you still the same as when you were in college, exercising early every morning?"

"Of course, a person who practices martial arts practices in the three nines of winter and the three nines of summer. Why?"

"No wonder you are so... strong?"

"It sounds like you've felt others, eat your meal."

Just like that, they ate and chatted, and after Wang Yan cleaned up the kitchen waste, he hugged Zheng Wei and watched TV on the sofa.

"Are you deliberately ignoring me? To attract my attention?"

Wang Yan smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Really?"

"As long as you look at things in the direction you want, you are happy, and I am happy."

"Then isn't it still me being shameless and sticking to you, this bastard?" Zheng Wei was angry in the previous second, but laughed in the next second

"During the sports meet in the second semester of freshman year? What did she say to you?"

"She said... I hadn't even gotten close to you yet, and I'd already thrown myself into the net. Plus, you're generous with money, and that thing is so strong, no wonder she's been devoted to you all these years."

"There's also personal charm; you still need to experience it up close."

"Then should I experience it some more?"

Wang Yan looked at her in surprise: "Are you still okay? There's plenty of time ahead, no need to be in such a rush."

"Who are you looking down on? Hurry up..."

Zheng Wei was not yet the woman from the original drama who would spout mystical nonsense for no reason; she was still someone who dared to think and act. Lively on the outside, equally unrestrained on the inside.

Quite good...

The development of things is sometimes always very dramatic and very unexpected.

"You scumbag bastard:

When you see this letter, you must be very surprised, right? Yes, I've left. Following your habits, at this time, I should have already boarded the train to Shanghai.

You don't need to feel sorry for me; everything was my own choice, no one owes anyone anything. I can't accept your philandering, yet I can't control my longing for you.

I cannot tolerate the person I love having someone else in their heart. What's sad is that perhaps I don't even have a place in your heart. But that's not important; what's important is that I love you. If we can't be together, I wouldn't be able to close my eyes even in death. These two days and one night, although short, we were together. Although absurd, it fulfilled the obsession in my heart, my thoughts are clear, and my youth can be considered without regrets.

I'm leaving, please don't come looking for me, just treat everything as a dream, you must take care of yourself.

Never meet again in this life! Do not miss me!

Zheng Wei."

Looking at the words on the paper, Wang Yan couldn't help but shake his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He had gone out for his daily morning exercise and bought a pile of groceries, planning to cook some more dishes for Zheng Wei to continue their newlywed-like life. But when he returned, Zheng Wei was gone, leaving only this paper with water stains pressed under the bank card on the bedside table. Those water stains must have been Zheng Wei's tears.

That Zheng Wei would run away was indeed something he hadn't expected. Looking at it now, it seems more like Zheng Wei slept with him. He had originally thought Zheng Wei had figured things out and let go; he really hadn't expected such a turn of events.

He lit a cigarette, read it again, shook his head, tore it to shreds, and turned to go cook. He had bought a lot, he couldn't waste the food; one must eat well even when alone...

Li Weijuan couldn't quite accept Zheng Wei's return. She had asked for four days off, but ended up back in three. She had been thinking about quitting, but her good sister was back—a joy that came to nothing.

She looked at Zheng Wei opposite her and frowned: "What happened at your home? You rushed back in such a hurry, only to return in three days? And you're in such a bad state?"

"A relative was hospitalized, they said it was quite serious. But after I got back, they said it was a misdiagnosis by the hospital, a false alarm. I've been on the train for the past two days, do you think I could be in a good state?"

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you, really." Zheng Wei waved her hand irritably: "Let's go, accompany me to get a meal, when I get back I must have a good sleep, I haven't had a good night's sleep these past two days."

After tossing and turning all day, she felt like her bones were about to fall apart. She admired herself for being able to persist in returning to Shanghai.

Li Weijuan had no choice but to accompany her out for a meal. After returning, Zheng Wei fell into a deep sleep. She didn't even cancel her leave and rested for another day before returning to work, but she wasn't happy.

She had thought that by fulfilling her obsession, she could start a new life with a light heart and body. But she realized she was wrong; she had done a very stupid thing. She shouldn't have gone to find Wang Yan. Because before finding him, it was just longing in her heart; after finding him, it was a yearning of both body and soul. That feeling was truly hard to endure.

Her state was even worse than before she returned to Jin Ling. She began to ponder over and over again the expression on Wang Yan's face when he saw that heartless letter, wondering if Wang Yan would come to find her, and she couldn't help but think about what she should do if he did come.

But as time passed day by day, there was no news of Wang Yan at all. Li Weijuan, on the other hand, went out twice, didn't return for the night, and came back looking radiant but exhausted. Even if she had no experience, she should know that meant she had gone out to fool around with someone. She had no heart to ask; she knew even if she asked, she wouldn't be told.

She couldn't help but want to find Wang Yan several times, but every time she thought of the heartless letter she wrote, and thought of him with other women...

She bitterly resisted the longing of her body and soul; she had to forget him, forget him completely...