Chapter 597 [The Most Familiar Stranger]

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Seeing Qiangwei's timidity, Yang Chen regained his psychological balance, but after this flirting, the haze of Qiangwei's injury before was swept away, and he began to think carefully about what to do.

But when he really thought about this problem carefully, Yang Chen realized that he really had no idea, he lived lazily on weekdays, and had no special hobbies, and the past years were spent in darkness and hideousness, how can there be such a youthful romance? Mood?

Qiangwei seemed to see that Yang Chen had a headache, and said with a smile: "If we can't think of it, then let's just stroll around. For a person like me who rarely goes out, it's actually quite interesting to see everything."

It was only then that Yang Chen remembered that except for attending some underworld occasions, Qiangwei almost didn't leave the house, she could be regarded as the title of "house girl", so she drove towards the city center in a relieved manner.

Going around aimlessly in the center of Zhonghai, Qiangwei only got out of the car once, and went to a video store on the ground floor of a building, in order to buy a netbsp of British female singer Adele; After playing in the car, the entire car began to be filled with the characteristic, slightly hoarse but explosive voice of this young female singer.

Yang Chen was surprised that Qiangwei would think of buying a music CD to listen to. While driving out of the city, he said, "I never thought that my baby Qiangwei still likes god-making music, or European and American pop music."

Qiangwei smiled slightly, and glanced at Yang Chen, "I stay at home almost every day, except to check whether some investment industries are operating well, the rest of the time is not exercising, but watching TV and movies, there are no good movies, Then just listen to music."

Yang Chen nodded, remembering that when Qiangwei was still behind the bar, a computer was indispensable in her bedroom.

"Actually..." Qiangwei suddenly said quietly: "Although it has been more than a year since we first met, we haven't really spent much time together. You don't know what I like to make gods, just like me I don’t really understand, what do you like to make gods, it’s the same.”

It was easy to say this, but Yang Chen could hear it, and he was not very comfortable. He also knew that this was Qiangwei's resentment for not being able to spend time with her.

If you don't say it on weekdays, it doesn't mean you don't have it in your heart.

Before, Tang Wan accused herself of not knowing Lin Ruoxi enough, but now it seems that Lin Ruoxi is not the only one, she barely understands the women around her.

It's strange to say that when people fall in love, they may not be able to achieve results after several years of talking, but I don't even know what the hobbies of women who like to make gods are, and I have already reached the final step.

If this kind of thing is taken out, many men may be very envious, but Yang Chen knows that if this continues, there will be too many unnecessary troubles sooner or later. Since he is determined not to give up any woman, the days to come It's very long, I can't just scroll on netg every time I meet, I can't always come to "hero save the beauty" and touch women. Understanding each other in life is still very necessary.

Yang Chen sighed in his heart, it was time to care about the lives of his lovers, so he listened to the music and said: "I don't listen to music very much, although I can sing some songs, but I don't have any special interest in music. Tell me why you like making God this singer, since you often listen to it on weekdays, you can always tell me some music knowledge."

Qiangwei pursed her lips and thought for a while, "I'm just listening blindly. I choose any song that sounds good to me. I don't care much about singers and countries, let alone knowledge. This singer has a song that makes me feel It hurts, but it appeals to me, so I've been listening to it for a while."

"Where is it?" Yang Chen asked.

Qiangwei's education is not high, and she doesn't know English, so she couldn't tell the title of the song all at once, so she had to choose one by one.

When hearing the melody at the beginning, Qiangwei said sweetly: "This is the song. I have listened to it dozens of times in the past few days, and I still like making gods, but I don't know English, and I don't have the habit of looking up the lyrics, so You can only listen to the melody."

Yang Chen looked at the song title on the display screen, "u".

The singing came out melodiously. Adele's voice was like the essence of the soul, capturing the softness in people's hearts. Gradually, Yang Chen was also intoxicated by this sad melody.

When I heard a lyric in the song repeated several times in a row, Qiangwei asked in a somewhat bewildered tone, "Husband, what does this sentence mean in English... Every time I hear this, I feel a little pain in my heart... ..."

"Sometimes, love can be eternal, but sometimes, love hurts so much..."

Yang Chen can naturally understand the meaning of every line of the lyrics. It is because of this that he, who is already quite heavy on emotional matters, has a special feeling for this song.

Qiangwei recited it silently a few times, a few traces of sadness flowed in her moist eyes, and she finally pursed her lips and smiled, "Although I don't understand English, even if the lyrics are translated, they still look beautiful. But I think, Ah Dale's meaning should be that even if love cannot last forever, even if it hurts someone, she is not willing to let go."

Yang Chen turned his head, looked at the sad Qiangwei with his head down, frowned, and reached out to caress the woman's silk, "Don't think about it, this song should be for those who are heartbroken. Not that kind of person, we will definitely make it eternal."

Qiangwei chuckled, and gave Yang Chen a blank look, "You are indeed not a heartless person, but you are a slut."

Yang Chen shrugged in embarrassment, kicked the gas pedal, the car got on the high altitude, and started to drive towards the commercial area on the outskirts of Zhonghai City.

The two of them just listened to the song while chatting. When they were together before, they would either file netg bills or discuss some underworld matters. They even had very little time to talk about love. As for going out to play with Qiangwei , also once.

Now that they spent so much time chatting and laughing together, the two discovered that they actually have more sides to each other than they had ever realized.

When talking about the past of Qiangwei dropping out of school after being criticized by the teacher for helping girls beat boys violently in middle school, Yang Chen was greatly moved. He did not expect that a charming and elegant woman would have such a chivalrous side.

When it comes to school time, Yang Chen has nothing to talk about. He didn't even go to kindergarten. When talking about middle school, he had to tell some stories about killing people in the Amazon in South America, and ambush and sniping in Siberia. In the ears, it seemed thrilling again, making the woman's eyes full of sparkling light.

Time passed like water, the car ran for more than two hours without knowing it, Yang Chen was surprised to find that the oil lamp was on, so he had no choice but to drive the car into a gas station.

After refilling the oil, the two of them fell silent again when they went out again.

For some reason, after saying so many things that hadn't been said in the past, both of them had some inexplicable thoughts and were a little embarrassed, and they didn't know how to speak again.

Qiangwei suddenly blushed and glanced at Yang Chen, and said in a low voice, "Why... I feel a little strange to you."

strangeness? Yang Chen finally understood what his abnormal emotions were. Indeed, he also felt that the rose beside him was very different, with too many hazy colors that he didn't understand.

"Oh, what should I do?" Yang Chen said solemnly: "I actually went to netg with a strange woman, and now my pristine body is in danger."

Qiangwei resentfully reached out and pinched Yang Chen's arm, just like the most common female friend pinching her boyfriend, as if this is the instinct of female sex, "Damn husband, you still have to be shameless! To be serious, and Just kidding."

Yang Chen laughed and said: "Speaking seriously, chatting like this is actually quite useful."

"What do you mean?" Qiangwei was puzzled.

"Baby, think about it, the two of us have become strangers, and when we roll out netg orders together again, it will be the passion of strangers together. I will become a wild flower, and you will become a thief. This much..."

Before Yang Chen could finish speaking, Qiangwei had already slapped Yang Chen hard several times in embarrassment, "Yang Chen, go to hell! You only steal men, you only steal men!..."

Looking at Qiangwei's delicate appearance of scratching on his body regardless of her appearance, Yang Chen laughed wildly, and felt warm in his heart.

In the past, because Qiangwei wanted to be the leader of the Red Thorn Society, she naturally had to raise her dignity and raise her profile, and she couldn't do too many immature actions. Generally speaking, she always wore a mask.

But at this moment, Qiangwei, who had let go of the burden and opened her heart through chatting, laughed and cursed like a young woman of the same age, acting like a spoiled child and making a fuss in the same way.

After playing around for a while, Yang Chen almost crashed the car into the protective fence.

When the car drove into a commercial street, Qiangwei, who had been making a fuss for a long time because of laughing, was blushing and out of breath.

Yang Chen blinked at the woman, "Master President, after so much trouble, are you thirsty?"

Qiangwei also felt that she was a little out of control, but after thinking that the people around her were her men and not her subordinates, it didn't matter, Qiangwei still enjoyed being her true self. After talking so much at this time, I was really thirsty, so I nodded.

"What do you want to drink?" Yang Chen saw that the sky had already dimmed, and planned to drink something before accompanying Qiangwei to find a restaurant for dinner.

Qiangwei looked around at the shops on both sides of the street, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she pointed to a well-decorated restaurant in front of her that was recognizable at a glance, "Go there!"

Yang Chen took a look, the eye-catching big trademark, everyone on the earth would recognize it, it was a Starbucks.

"Baby Qiangwei, why did you suddenly think of drinking coffee?" Yang Chen always felt that a woman like Qiangwei would not choose fast food.

In fact, it was also because Yang Chen had been abroad for a long time, and he didn't know that in China, Starbucks could be regarded as a petty bourgeoisie, far from being comparable to fast food abroad.

Qiangwei pursed her red net, "I often see advertisements on TV, and I always wanted to try it, but I didn't know how to buy it, so I never drank it, I was very curious..."

Yang Chen was dumbfounded for a while, not because he was surprised that Qiangwei hadn't drank the Starbucks that were everywhere in the world, but because - he hadn't drank either!

"In this case, let's go in and see." Yang Chen scratched his head and started to pull over.

Qiangwei understood the meaning of the words, and asked strangely: "Honey, haven't you ever drank? Haven't you been abroad before?"

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First, as I said before, it is very difficult to update stably before the end of April. I am really sorry. My life is too uàn. I often want to code words, but studying for exams makes my brain overwhelmed, and I fall asleep unconsciously. caught.

When I don't update, it's not that I don't want to tell everyone in advance, but I don't know what will happen in the next time, and I can't help myself, so I can't say whether to update or not. I can only hope that everyone will take a look at what the next day, it is too time-consuming to wait all day long.

Second, the recent plots are all urban emotional life, most of which are plain content. But I put a lot of thought into writing it, because this is a plot full of characters' emotions. Regardless of whether someone likes to make gods or not, these plots are necessary, and I will write them without compromise, after all, this is the main content of the book.

Third, thank you to those friends who have continued to support me even though my updates are slow, Sarang Khan!