In order to live in seclusion, I tricked my roommate into falling in love

Chapter 2: Don’t talk about the second brother, the eldest brother has the same number of pockmarks
Looking at Yi Xiyi's angry faces.

Wrong, I was really wrong!

Zi Xiaowei deeply confirmed that during the past three years when he entered society, he opened the Neptune Money in the wrong way.

Then change your mind and start over!
Finally, I made an appointment with my colleagues to have a dinner together and then sing a karaoke to celebrate my escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

By the way, I promised to explain to my female colleagues who were excited, sad, and anxious what to do in the future in the evening.

Zi Xiaowei excused himself to go home and get vaccinated with his elders before running away.

In fact, there is no home, let’s make an appointment.

Pushing open the antique glass and wooden door of the cafe, I saw my dad sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The slightly grizzled hair is meticulous, and the angular and thin facial features have an air of elegance.

Coupled with a carefully trimmed gray beard, the image of a mature and stable middle-aged yuppie is perfect.

Put in Shanghai, it would definitely be the legendary Lao Koehler.

Even in Jiangzhou and other Jianghu cities, sitting quietly and contemplating looking out the window is still a handsome old man with artistic temperament.

Anyway, the female creatures passing by would more or less take a peek.

Those who are not beautiful dare not be discovered. Occasionally their eyes meet, and they are as shy as little deer bumping into each other!

Zi Xiaowei has become accustomed to it.

I have been watching this romantic man play the world since I was a child, otherwise his mother would not have divorced and gone abroad after giving birth to him.

Even the pair of flat glasses with black rims on the upper edges that my father wore, he knew they were props.

In addition to covering her peach blossom eyes, she also has a more academic temperament, which makes people never think that this guy is just a small artist who used to paint scenes for a Sichuan Opera troupe.

Junior high school education level only.

So he walked over angrily: "You actually dyed your gray hair! You can put away your charm that has nowhere to go. It's hard to get an appointment with a busy person like you. I have something to tell you..."

Zi Weichang casually flicked a cigarette and signaled to his son, "I just have something to tell you."

Zi Xiaowei blocked it in a funny way: "I've been quitting smoking for a long time. Nowadays, many companies don't allow smoking. You go first."

The ease of being a father: "I'm getting married, and our good days are just around the corner."

The son was surprised: "You have been drifting for so many years and you actually want to get married. You must be a real rich woman."

Zi Weichang did not hide it in front of his son, and whispered with pride: "The female boss of the clothing company, with a net worth of over 100 million, and a very impressive villa, factory and office building, just gave me a car. You can take it after I get married and move." Play."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky blue BMW parked on the roadside outside the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Zi Xiaowei had the teasing tone of a fox friend: "I noticed it when I came here. The old BMW M4. Have you ever seen any original BMW with this color of the film? Many people have driven it. N-hand car, be careful if you meet a fake rich woman trying to cheat her with a cheap second-hand car.”

Zi Weichang suddenly said, "She said it was the car she owned when she started her business. It's quite memorable. I don't know whether it's true or not."

The son was helpless: "You have been climbing the social ladder for decades, why are you still acting like a fool? Are you so handsome that you don't like to use your brain?"

The handsome professional looked at the amateur contestant and said, "You should trim your beard and hair. Your shirt is wrinkled and not very impressive. The collar is sagging..." The self-reliant gold medal lecturer laughed angrily, "I'm not a pretty face like you. Besides, wasn't it me who helped you make decisions about the aunties who flirted with you since you were a child?"

The father sighed casually, with the depth of vicissitudes of life: "You have been sensible for a long time, how old are you now?"

Zi Xiaowei almost vomited blood. It's no wonder that you saved all your brains to cook hot pot for me when you were a child. He said angrily: "Freshman year, report in in three weeks."

The old handsome guy couldn't help but wiped his hair. He must have felt that his little memory was disordered:

"It seems, it seems that I went to your university sometime, and your girlfriend at that time had a pretty good figure..."

Zi Xiaowei's temples were throbbing: "The details you can remember are all related to women!"

Zi Weichang suddenly realized that he didn't care: "It seems to be true. When I was in kindergarten, I often took care of your female neighbor, the pretty and elegant Aunt Qin. Her daughter Xiaoqin also said that she wanted to be my daughter-in-law. In the fifth grade, I was taken care of by you. The head teacher called him over to give him a lecture. The girl you hooked up with to watch the movie was dark and thin. Later, the aesthetics of the one in the first grade of junior high school became much better, the white and fat Haiyan, and then..."

Zi Xiaowei looked at his silly and handsome father, who could actually comment on all the prospective daughters-in-law he had ever met. Maybe this was also a gift:
"You don't remember anything except women. The last time I studied Chinese, I had a sluggish job after graduation. I worked as a teaching and training instructor for three years. This year, the teaching and training industry policy hit the rocks. After the Spring Festival, I felt that this was irreversible. , I took the college entrance examination in June and got the admission notice today. I plan to live in seclusion for a few years in a few days..."

Silly Baishuai was in disbelief: "Seclusion?!"

No matter how he pretends to be a mature mentor in front of high school students all day long, Zi Xiaowei is still only a young man of 25 years old after all. He is even more proud of his decisiveness and foresight:
"I have been too tired from studying in the past few years. I want to take a rest. What better place to live in seclusion than a university? The food, accommodation and clothing are cheap. I can also cut off all the previous distractions and start over again with full energy..."

While the father and son were chatting in such a relaxed manner, various Weixin, QQ, and SMS messages kept popping up on his cell phone that was conveniently placed on the corner of the coffee table.

Some thanked the teacher for receiving the admission notice, some held a teacher appreciation banquet and invited him to attend, and some colleagues urged him to eat hot pot or the national dish in the evening.

Of course, more of them are written in an obviously female tone, where are you, what are you doing, I’ll come to you, I’ll wait for you at home, and so on.

Zi Xiaowei simply reached out and turned off the phone. At least from this moment on, he could cut off everything in the past and return to the pure world he had not seen for a long time.

This was also a profound lesson, warning him never to make the same mistake again.

When it comes to women's affairs, Zi Weichang is indeed a master. He only glanced back at the messages that kept flashing on the screen, and when his son turned off his phone, he paused for a moment to make up his mind.

He gave guidance in a mentor-like manner: "Every time you cut it off and start a new one, women are all tigresses. How can you not be overwhelmed by facing several tigers at the same time?"

Zi Xiaowei wanted to say that just a few of them would not be like this: "Blame it on me, I am a typical person who lacks maternal love and dependence. Growing up, you had fun and were at ease. The primary school students had to help you cook to make your aunt happy. The middle school students had to help you cook to make your aunt happy. I have to help you deal with your aunt’s daughter, and you also have to go drink and chat with your aunt’s best friend in college, so you’ve done a good job teaching her.”

Zi Weichang looked at his son with eyes that showed no trace of shame, and even a sense that he was better than his predecessor... gratified?
Finally, he picked up the coffee cup and said, "No matter what, you are my dearest person and I am proud of you."

As expected of the old Poseidon, his eyes are sincere, his tone is sincere, and his smile is full of sincerity.

Little Neptune couldn't help but get hot-eyed, and immediately laughed and cursed: "Get out! I have no money to resign this time!"

Zi Weichang did not take it seriously: "I know you are filial and take care of me, but we, father and son, are rich and lively, but have no money to play around. It is not difficult to find a living with this kind of humanity and sophistication. This time I have almost reached the shore." I just hope you can be happy and comfortable. I will support you in whatever you do, even though I have no money."

Seeing his father talk so affectionately and freely even though he has no money, Zi Xiaowei burst into laughter. He has not had any psychological haze in the past twenty years, probably because of his indifferent father.

He also raised his coffee cup and imitated the tone of "Infernal Affairs": "Then I wish dad all the best in his rich wife's family, cheers!"

Zi Weichang was happy: "It's easy to talk about, and I wish you a happy university. Cheers!"

At this time, both the big and small sea kings felt that it was time to calm down.

(End of this chapter)