Chapter 20
Chapter 20
In this world, some people always have the illusion that money can solve everything except death. If it doesn't solve it, then the problem is that there isn't enough money. This is obviously a fallacious theory.
But on the other hand, most of the time, this theory remains unchallenged, it works for 99% of the difficult problems in this world, so it will make people think that there is not really a mistake in the theory. Only when a person loses their wife, do they realize that it’s too late for money to be able to solve anything.
"So I often suspect that you came out of the mountains," Xu Fanxu said, "like the kind of poor schoolchildren, who can’t afford to study, and are looked down on because of rag picking, extremely pitiful. So they develop a distorted mentality, vow to make money to make others look up to him. Otherwise look at what you’re doing, do you just have too much time on your shoulders?"
Obviously, Liang Yesheng is not this type of psychopath.
Liang Yesheng said, "Shut up when no one tells you to talk."
"So ungrateful." Xu Fanxu pouted his mouth and gave up on continuing the conversation with Liang Yesheng. After all, he and Liang Yesheng are just friends, and he’s not part of that 1% exception. Besides, the money is really useful to him, "Although you have a bit of a problem, I still want to thank you. Last time you recommended me to buy that stock, these days it’s growing like crazy, you know? Stock god, can you once again show me the right way?"
"My personal problems have not been solved," Liang Yesheng ignored him, "not in the mood to look at stocks."
"But now there is progress," Xu Fanxu said, "You see you have asked me to come to help pick out your clothes."
Dr. Liang had no patients this weekend, so he called Xu Fanxu to come over, even though there was still so much time left before eight o'clock. Xu Fanxu has a much more vibrant life in his spare time, back when they were training, he sneaked out to skateboard during a shift and got scolded by the boss. Liang Yesheng told Xu Fanxu that he felt that the clothes in his closet were not suitable to wear to the livehouse, and asked Xu Fanxu to help him pick a few pieces.
But Xu Fan Xu talked so much that he began to regret it.
"Stop worrying,” said Xu Fanxu, “It’s just a performance, wear whatever, even though the reality is that you’re going on a date."
He remembered, opened his phone and started searching: "What is the name of the show, maybe I'll go too. Oh no, I found it, the tickets are not sold out yet, only 100 yuan ...... seeing your wife perform is quite cheap."
He was immediately ready to place an order.
"Or you'd better stay far away." Liang Yesheng felt he had been polite enough to Xu Fanxu, "Don't go sullying other people's performances."
Xu Fanxu, however, hadn't taken it to heart, and when he went to the bathroom and came back, he realized that he was already disqualified. Liang Yesheng called Xu Fanxu's wife, his own direct junior back in college, and inadvertently mentioned that a certain popular chain store had recently opened a branch in city C. He saw a long line when he was passing by.
Naturally, she would not go by herself, so the task fell on Xu Fanxu.
Xu Fanxu opened the door and walked out while cursing: "Liang Yesheng you really are not even a fucking person ...... hey!"
He bumped into someone, but Liang Yesheng froze.
These days Lu Ming comes every day, to treat his unwarranted toothache, but tonight there is a performance, so Liang Yesheng originally thought he would not come. Lu Ming widened his eyes and looked at Liang Yesheng, who had half changed his clothes, and then at Xu Fanxu.
Xu Fan xu's mouth was honest this time, he recognized Lu Ming, but did not know how to call him. Of course, the most important thing is not to let Lu Ming misunderstand, or else the friendly teacher L will be online again to guide Lu Ming who thinks too much, and Xu Fanxu was afraid of being cut by Liang Yesheng.
"Lu Ming, right?" Xu Fan Xu said, "Lao Liang often told me about you, I listened to all the songs from your company, they’re very good!"
Lu Ming bought the lie quickly, and was even a little embarrassed: "Thank you thank you ......"
"Unfortunately, I have to wait in line to buy some kind of cake for my wife," Xu Fanxu said, "I can't go to your evening performance."
Lu Ming heard the keyword and immediately said, "Then you should go quickly, don't starve your wife."
At this moment, Xu Fanxu couldn't wait to go to the store, so he slipped away after exchanging a few pleasantries.
Lu Ming walked over, looked at the old clothes on the sofa, and also looked at Liang Yesheng.
Liang Yesheng is quite self-aware, and did not buy hip-hop style clothes, he just wore more casual clothes, but looked and felt a little different than usual.
"Do you have a toothache?" Liang Yesheng helped Lu Ming find an excuse.
"No," Lu Ming suddenly became honest, "I just suddenly miss you."
Liang Yesheng thought it might be the work of teacher L, but was not quite sure, though the result was indeed satisfying. Lu Ming sat down, and reached out to reach Liang Yesheng.
Liang Yesheng allowed Lu Ming to hold him by the hand, sat with him on the sofa, and didn’t mind when Lu Ming sat on the clothes.
Lu Ming said, “Don’t laugh at me. I don’t even know why. I was doing other things, and then suddenly, I thought of you. I told myself, Lu Ming, you should finish the song and then think about other things, but I couldn't control it.”
Liang Yesheng forcibly invaded his brain.
He said such things, and of course Liang Yesheng laughed, but not the kind Lu Ming imagined.
"When else?" Liang Yesheng asked, in fact, he knew the answer, Lu Ming told him in one of their conversations, but he wanted Lu Ming to say it to "Liang Yesheng".
"When I sleep at night," Lu Ming said, "I sometimes look at the bed and think, this bed is too small, only enough for me to sleep alone, and sometimes I think, this bed is too big, I’m the only one sleeping here, it's so empty, which made my sleep quality worse."
"Liang Yesheng," Lu Ming discussed with Liang Yesheng, "can I come back to stay tonight? You see I have been pestering you these days, and you have never objected, which means you still have feelings for me, right? Then you can think of me as chasing you again, I promise not to fool around, how about it?"
Liang Yesheng did not feel good. A student who is hovering around the passing line but still can't pass, will cause more frustration than a student who only has a couple dozen points.
“I’ve never changed the lock,” Liang Yesheng says, “you could have come back any time.”
He also didn’t say that Lu Ming couldn’t fool around.
Of course, maybe Liang Yesheng is not a proper teacher, he has a blot he wanted to say to Lu Ming, but doesn’t know where to start.
“Let’s talk after your performance,” Liang Yesheng sighed, “I’ll drive you there.”
They headed towards the parking lot. Seeing Lu Ming lowering his head touched on Liang Yesheng’s soft spot, he said, “Lu Ming.”
“Hm?” Lu Ming didn’t know what it was, and turned to look at him.
“You don’t need to chase me again,” Liang Yesheng says, “not at all.”
“I didn’t stop liking you.”