Chapter 113 Impermanence (2)

The more Xia An gets along with Tang Wan, the more he realizes that she is a treasure.

Tang Wan went to class, and Xia An strolled back to the dormitory slowly.

On the way, I kept thinking about the beauty in the bathroom.

At certain special moments, he actually really admires the Japanese imagination.

Just the creation of nouns has its own unique charm.

Not meat is vegetarian, small and small butt, how accurate is that?

She couldn't stand this...

Xia An is looking forward to seeing how she will perform as she unlocks each action in the future.

Lu Yao was playing games alone in the dormitory, and Qi Buyang came back after a while.

Qi Buyang, sweating profusely, gulped down a whole bottle of Coke, burped, pointed at Lu Yao and cursed, "You'd better take off the plaster quickly. Didn't the doctor say it's almost healed? You can't keep avoiding work like this."

This morning, Li Xiaoru took him and Lu Fei to the wholesale market and bought a lot of soft furnishings.

It’s a good arrangement for the small theater.

Li Xiaoru had good taste and directed him and Lu Fei to work.

Lu Fei grew up on the ridges of the fields and has good physical strength.

Qi Buyang was so tired that he was panting and couldn't bear it anymore, so he sneaked back.

Lu Yao tapped the plaster on his leg and said with a shameless smile: "When the small theater is completely renovated, my leg will be healed."

He had an excuse, but Xia An, who had always been a hands-off boss, had no way to escape and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

He said, "How about I go and see if there's anyone else who needs help? You two can take a rest."

As soon as he stood up, he was stopped by Qi Buyang.

"Stop, stop. If you ask me, it would be a good idea to give them some time alone."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xia An's eyes lit up.

What the hell?

The track is off, and the spark of love between the virtuous couple has been ignited prematurely?

Lu Yao stopped playing games and raised his eyebrows and asked:
"What's going on? The big black guy has come to his senses and is planning to marry into the rich young woman's family?"

Since the start of school, everything Li Xiaoru wears and uses are brand names.

His family background is evident.

He even bought a complete set of cameras in advance, which was more professional than the one Lin Jiajia gave to Xia An.

It was directly placed in the small theater, and the words were confiscated for everyone to use.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just to provide convenience to Lu Fei, who is in financial difficulty.

In Xia An's mind, this doesn't necessarily mean that Li Xiaoru has a crush on Lu Fei.

She is just that kind of person. Her figure may seem a little greasy to outsiders, but in fact, her heart is pure and kind as water under the greasy look.

Qi Buyang groaned and waved his hands, shaking his head. "What can I find? I just think they are... a good match."

What matches is personality.

"That's true." Lu Yao nodded. "If Xiaoru loses weight, then maybe it won't be the big black guy's turn. Okay, let them spend more time together. Maybe Lu Fei can really get her before she loses weight."

Qi Buyang chuckled: "Old Lu is from the countryside, and rural mothers-in-law like fat daughters-in-law because they are easy to give birth to."

Xia An listened to them chatting with a smile and did not interrupt.

Can Li Xiaoru lose weight?

He remembered that before they got married in their original life, he heard Lu Fei say that Li Xiaoru had thought about losing weight completely.

Later, Lu Fei dispelled his wife's idea with just one sentence.

"If you really lose weight, can we still be together?"

Xia An couldn't tell how much inferiority was hidden in Lu Fei's words. Maybe it was just a joke.

In short, Li Xiaoru, who is used to thinking about others, really doesn't care about her figure.

Throughout Zhong Xia An's previous life, Li Xiaoru was an alternative beauty on the same level as Shen Dianxia.

Is Lu Fei the Qiu official? Xia An is not sure.

Qi Buyang changed into a T-shirt and called Xia An, "You're all sticky. Let's go take a bath."

Lu Yao immediately became unhappy: "I'm going too. I haven't washed in a month."

"Why are you going? If you soak the plaster in the pool, the boss will think you have diarrhea and shitty stools."

Qi Buyang nodded at Xia An and said, "Press it, I have a card."

Xia An was a little surprised.

Emperor Yuhuang was used to being alone when he was giving a foot massage, and he seldom asked for orders or orders.

Looking at Qi Buyang's eyes, he understood that the other party had something to ask him.

……

Turn right one kilometer away from the school.

Regent Waterfront, affordable prices.

It is highly sought after by students.

Especially for the sixteen gold medal technicians, after working here for two years, buying a house and a car is no problem for them.

There are three pools in the bathing area: hot water, super hot water, and cold water.

It was noon and not a holiday, so there weren't many people around.

Eucalyptus globs slid into the hot spring pool.

As if uncontrollably, he and Qi Buyang let out a soft "Hu~" sound at the same time.

comfortable.

Qi Buyang said: "The truth that life originated from water is particularly evident when taking a bath."

Xia An laughed out loud.

What you said is illogical, but I feel it so deeply.

"You're so awesome that you even discovered the truth while taking a shower." He praised me.

Qi Buyang looked like a big white steamed bun swollen by water, with a towel draped over his head. He said, "That's just how people are. If you don't think about the reasons in small matters, you'll be at fault in big ones."

Xia Yu: "..."

Unable to continue, Xia An waited for him to continue.

Qi Buyang wiped his face with a towel and said directly, "Old Xia, I actually have something to talk to you about."

"..."

Both speechless and reasonable.

It's too direct, without any twists or turns.

But Xia An knew that Qi Buyang was such a straightforward person.

Borrow money? Unlikely.

In his previous life, Qi Buyang never spoke to him even when he was in the most difficult time.

It's not about borrowing money, what else could be worth such a serious and sincere request for help...

"Oh." Qi Buyang sighed.

It turns out to be borrowing money!

Remember, when you are chatting with someone, if they sigh before speaking, they probably want to borrow money.

"I like a girl, and I want to ask you, how can I..."

"What?" Xia An was shocked.

"Old Xia, what's with that expression on your face? I can't like girls?" Qi Buyang rolled his eyes.

Xia An lowered her body into the water, letting the waterline cover her mouth, fearing that laughing would seem too rude.

Girl?

Haven’t you, Qi Buyang, always liked mature female technicians?

Have you ever fallen in love with your sister?

"No, I'm happy for you, go on."

After blowing a bubble in the water, he raised his head, said something, and sank back into the water.

Qi Buyang narrated unhappily: "I just saw you on the left, on the right, in front, and behind..."

One on the left, one on the right, and one in front. Qi Buyang knew it was not surprising.

Does he also know the latter one?
Qi Buyang: "Because you're rich? Tsk, I don't think so. I don't think you're that rich. Besides, how much money would it take to get Tang Wan, Lening, and Zuo You... And there were reports online that you attended Dr. Su Yi's class..."

Oh? Is that true?

Xia An scratched his butt in the water.

"Handsome?" Qi Buyang looked at Xia An and pouted: "Actually, you're a pretty boy, not as masculine as Lu Fei..."

Xia An was unhappy. What kind of words were these?

When the camera incident comes to light in two years, you will know how destructive the handsome guy is!
He gritted his teeth and told Qi Buyang: "Speak to the point, don't criticize before you praise."

Qi Buyang said, "He's got some money and isn't very handsome, but I think you can sweep the entire Binhai University beauty pageant. I think you have unique insights when it comes to pursuing women. Can you teach me?"

Hey, that's the right attitude.

Xia An shook his head, his expression serious. "It's okay to teach you a few unique skills, but first, describe that girl's personality to me. We need to treat her accordingly."

It's just bullshit.

He really doesn't think he has the ability to chase girls.

Not to mention Qi Buyang?
Just a boring joke.

Qi Buyang took it seriously, his eyes began to blur and he fell into memories.

After a while, he smiled innocently and said slowly: "How should I put it, sweet, sweet when smiling, but very cold when not smiling. White, very white skin, good figure, yes, beautiful hands..."

Why does it sound like Tang Wan?
Xia An looked at Qi Buyang suspiciously: "Which college are you from, and what year are you in?"

Qi Buyang rolled his eyes, seeming to be at a loss for words.

Xia An asked, "Isn't he from our school?"

Qi Buyang nodded and murmured, "I guess I'm a kindergarten teacher." Xia An understood, "She's kind-hearted, but this profession..."

When he mentioned her profession, Qi Buyang immediately interrupted him: "I want to take you to meet her. Once you meet her in person, you will know that she is really good."

Xia An narrowed her eyes and curled her lips. "Young man, take me to see you? You are very confident."

Qi Buyang stood up and pulled Xia An away.

"Going right now."

"No, just soak for ten minutes, at least give it a scrub to refresh yourself..."

Qi Buyang put on his slippers and said, "I'll come down and rub it later."

“Come down???”

Xia An's reaction was over.

"Fuck...you call a young technician a kindergarten teacher?"

After changing into a bathrobe, Xia An was dragged upstairs by Qi Buyang.
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This was Zhou An’s first time going upstairs.

The bathtub he used to bathe in didn't have a second floor.

The second floor of Wanshui Haoting is a buffet.

Although it was a weekday, there were still many people.

Zhou An doesn't like seafood, he likes meat and staple foods.

He stuffed his stomach full and checked out each floor.

The third floor is the lounge, half of which is the movie viewing area.

The fourth floor is the room where you can stay, get a massage and play mahjong.

There is no fifth floor, but there is a door in the corner of the fourth floor.

Zhou An, who had experience working in a casino, immediately guessed that the door must be behind the boss's private entertainment area.

He went down to the third floor and chose a lounge chair based on the location. The safety passage and bathroom were not far away.

The waiter in the lounge came over and asked quietly, "Sir, would you like a foot massage?"

Zhou An said no.

The waiter asked, "Sir, would you like to go upstairs for a massage?"

Zhou An said no.

The waiter asked, "Would you like anything to drink, sir?"

Zhou An said, "Let's have a foot massage."

After eating so much food for free, he felt he should spend some money.

Besides, he made sure he had just washed his feet.

When in Malaysia, he took Zhou Zhou to experience Thai massage, which was very comfortable.

I've been very tired from walking these days, so I can massage it.

He asked, “How much?”

The waiter smiled and replied, "99, 139, you can tell the technician directly what price range you need."

After the technician came over with the small stool and the box, Zhou An chose the 99 one.

While being served, he always paid attention to the location of the safe passage.

There weren't many people using the restroom, and occasionally there were two cleaning ladies standing there chatting.

The iron gate of the security passage is not locked, and a patrolling security guard comes in every twenty minutes.

As the iron door opened and closed, he could see a dark corridor behind it.

The soles of his feet were numb, so the technician washed his hands and came back to massage his legs.

Just sit next to him with your legs on the girl's legs.

This made Zhou An very...uncomfortable.

In the dim light, the technician girl's face could not be seen clearly, but she smelled very fragrant.

Zhou An could vaguely see that she was thin and wearing a pink uniform.

Press the calf, it will feel tingling, then press upwards to the thigh.

The other person's elbow touched him from time to time, and Zhou An looked embarrassed.

The technician girl suddenly leaned over to his ear and asked with a smile, "Sir, would you like to go upstairs for a massage?"

Thirty-year-old Zhou An had never touched a woman, and his biological instinct made him want to agree.

But his spirit made him struggle and tell himself... he must not betray Zhou Zhou.

He knew that a massage would cost at least a few hundred yuan, and he didn't want to waste money.

After deducting expenses from the 20,000 yuan, the rest will be used to buy a ring for Zhou Zhou.

He wanted to propose to Zhou Zhou when he got back.

"No, thank you."

The technicians have seen many people who are stubborn in words, and there are even more people who are stubborn in words.

The technician continued pressing, very skillfully.

Zhou An suppressed his voice and said, "I won't press it anymore, you can go."

The technician thought he was joking and grabbed it boldly.

Just like that, Zhou An shuddered violently.

The technician froze, gritted his teeth, pulled his hand away, and muttered in disgust, "I'm going to go wash my hands."

When he came back, Zhou An didn't dare to open his eyes.

He insisted that the other party look at his cards while he slipped into the bathroom.

After drying, I found another corner to lie down.

Calculate the time precisely and slip into the safety passage lightly.

A cold wind blew as I entered, and the safety signs on the floorboards in the corridor emitted a faint green light.

Zhou An leaned against the wall motionless, with a camera above his head.

There were people chatting downstairs and a smell of cigarette smoke. From the sound, I could tell they were two security guards.

Zhou An took the slippers in his hand and moved barefoot to the side little by little.

Seeing that there was no one upstairs, he put on his slippers, lowered his head, and walked up naturally.

I pulled the door, but it didn't open the first time.

With some effort, it opened.

He clenched his fists tightly, ready to fight.

Fortunately, no one...

Moreover, the space is not big and can be seen at a glance. There are only three doors.

The smallest one has a sign saying "Utility Room".

He slipped in quickly and when he came out, he was wearing a security uniform.

There was half a box of wrinkled soft Zhonghua cigarettes in the pocket of his uniform jacket. He took out one and held it to his lips without lighting it.

With his hands in his pockets, he strolled leisurely in the corridor.

The other two doors had no labels, so he walked over to the door where the sound came from and took a look.

Colorful lights flickered in the small soundproof window, and Tang Mian was standing and singing with a girl in a black long skirt.

The girl had her back to the door, so her face couldn't be seen clearly, but just from her back, Zhou An felt that she looked like... Tang Wan.

After thinking about it, Zhou An walked to another room.

There is no lock either.

It's a very small office.

There is only a square office desk and a set of sofas, one long and one short, but no coffee table.

There were a lot of documents piled up in a mess on the desk.

He was not very literate and could not understand the reports and payrolls, but he saw many resumes of girls applying for technician positions.

Zhou An looked around the room again and felt something was wrong.

The area is wrong.

It was an old trick, he was 100% sure there was a dark room here.

After feeling around on the wall, I found the secret door.

The mechanism is much cruder than that in a casino, it is just a reverse ceiling light switch.

The darkroom is very large.

Seeing the scene, Zhou An suppressed his surprise and walked in, closing the door. Then he took a breath and looked around the room of more than 50 square meters that was decorated as a bedroom.

There is only a big bed in the middle.

There are three clothes hangers several meters long arranged horizontally against the wall.

School uniforms, uniforms, dresses, sportswear...

Pants, shoes, socks, hats...

On the four walls, there are densely packed photos of various sizes hanging and hanging.

Laughing, dazed, crying...

Go to class, draw, sleep...

Lawns, mountaintops, seaside...

It's all the same face.

Tang Wan's face.

At this moment, Tang Mian's laughter suddenly came from behind the wall.

Zhou An suddenly woke up, took two steps forward, and slid directly under the five-meter square bed.

Hold your breath and be silent.

(End of this chapter)

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