Ling Ze stood in the humble rental house. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Actually, if it's a house, it's really high-minded.

The total area is only ten square meters, two square meters of folding wire beds, two square meters of toilets separated by plastic, two utility cabinets, and a little bit of household utensils such as pots and stoves.

This is the place where the migrant workers in the imperial capital live, especially those like Zheng Mingcui who don't know how to enjoy life at all, only bury their heads in work and save money desperately, are only worthy of living in this kind of place.

That's right, the pale pink peony flower sheets on the bed explained to Ling Ze that this was Zheng Mingcui's residence.

He rarely came here, and during his three years of college in the imperial capital, he didn't come here five or six times. But he never paid attention to it, only the cheap, only the only red plastic stool, which he remembered every time he had to sit down.

Oh, and that tacky sheet.

That night, he gave Zhang Lingyan a low pitch to make her happy during the day, and just got a sum of money from Zheng Mingcui at night. The frustration in his heart and the reality of the money in his hand were intertwined, and he surged with an indescribable, distorted excitement.

So through the wine, he finally tasted what is called a sense of conquest, and what shook in front of him was the sheet......

Ling Ze didn't know why he was standing here, he remembered that Zheng Mingcui's unknown woman had been thoroughly dealt with by him.

Such a woman, cheap and low-class, actually tried to tie him up with a child...... His life path will never change for anyone.

Whether it is the vulgar and superficial parents in the family, or Zheng Mingcui, who wants to tie him up, and the eldest lady Zhang Lingyan, who thinks of herself as a very high-minded commander......

He looked at the scene around him and sneered, no matter what it was, it wouldn't move him.

Perhaps, this is also Ling Ze's innate ability, he is too calm and too indifferent, although he always smiles, he never really looks at people squarely, and of course he will not be moved by the actions of the ants. He knows his true value, and he also plans his future life, and his mind is stronger than anyone else!

It's a pity that he forgot that women in love will devote all their attention to the object of their love, and what they can observe will definitely be clearer than themselves. It's just that women in love are also stupid to death, and their brains will automatically block this information during the love period and only see what they want to see......

And now, Zheng Mingcui stood in the corner and looked at Ling Ze with a sneer.

Ling Ze's hardness of heart is definitely extraordinary. He Qing's previous thoughts were right, such a man, if the starting point is too low and the vision pattern is too small, he is destined to become a hero.

Ling Ze didn't have the slightest sense of what others thought, and at this time, he was still standing in the room. He knew it was a dream, because the real house had already changed occupants when the owner collected the rent at the end of the month and found that there was no one.

It's just that this scene is getting more and more real. He could even hear the faint sound of water in the bathroom......

The short-haired, haggard and gentle, living Zheng Mingcui came out.

She...... It looks like it's older.

Her face was still pale, but in his memory, her face, though tired, still had a little brightness that belonged to a girl.

But the person in front of him seems to be a real housewife who is really being tortured by life, and has become a dead fish eyeball in Jia Baoyu's mouth.

Zheng Mingcui looked at him and walked over gently, but he was stunned and passed through his body.

Ling Ze turned his head in surprise and saw Zheng Mingcui walking to the door with a smile, and greeted him while opening the door: "I'm back...... How's it going today?"

The man at the door didn't speak, just snorted coldly and went straight into the house.

Ling Ze was surprised to find that this man had one of his faces!

It's just that it's just older.

He held back the surprise in his heart, turned his head and took a deep breath, but saw the arrangement of red numbers on the vague old yellow calendar: 20XX year X month XX day -

This time is ten years ahead of his current years!

Could it be that this is his future?

No, no, it's impossible, Zheng Mingcui has long disappeared from this world, his future is very good, and it is impossible for her to appear again!!

Ling Ze thought angrily.

Then, suddenly, there was a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sitting at the dinner table. The hand holding the rice bowl is rough and stiff, and it is definitely not his own hand!

- He became the old Ling Ze!

I saw Zheng Mingcui sighing on the other side, describing his sorrow: "Alas, what can I do like this every day? Xiaobao is ten years old this year, and he can't afford to pay for school choice, but he can't even go to school." ”

"And you," such a girl who was always gentle with herself in Ling Ze's memory, was now helpless and distressed, and looked at him with a little disgust that she didn't find herself: "Tell me about you, I spent so much money for you to go to Mingda, you are good, you have to break up with me and get mixed with that surnamed Zhang, but you didn't graduate." Now, when I talk about it, I used to be a high-achieving student, but I don't have a diploma, and you feel embarrassed that people know the details of other jobs, so you can only engage in sales......"

"Look at you, you haven't come out for ten years, and you either sell TV boxes or health care products a month, and the money you earn is not as good as me being a nanny for others...... Why are you so incompetent?"

Zheng Mingcui is like a middle-aged woman who is really oppressed by life, chattering endlessly.

But Ling Ze listened to it in his ears and sorted out the information in her words, and couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart!

From the time he can remember to the present, he was born to take advantage of his advantages and was willing to work hard, so he was able to be admitted to Ming Dalai in the imperial capital from a small mountain village.

Although he is indeed depressed and poor compared to his classmates, Ling Ze, who has always regarded himself very highly, will never sit idly by.

He wanted to guarantee his scholarship, so he didn't have time to work, and at this time, the vulgar and stupid Zheng Mingcui came into his eyes...... He made all kinds of foreshadowing and arrangements, on the one hand, so that his classmates and teachers knew that his family was poor. On the other hand, he keeps showing his image of working hard and improving his life through various means. Through three consecutive years of continuous brushing of his sense of existence, he finally recently felt that Zhang Lingyan, who was also in a vase, had gradually given up on him......

He has a great future ahead of him!

How can you endure this, such an ordinary, depressed and down-and-out life?!!!

He slammed over the dining table in front of him, and let out his own roar in Ding Ling's loud voice: "What are you talking about!!

At two or three o'clock in the morning, it was time for everyone to fall asleep.

In the men's dormitory of the University of Minnesota University, Zhang Xu came back from the bathroom and was crawling on the bed in the dark, when he suddenly heard Ling Ze next to him let out a suppressed and angry roar: "What are you talking about!!"

The dream words in the dark night came too suddenly and too terrifying, Zhang Xu slipped on the soles of his feet and slid down the ladder directly.