Pang Yi once had a literary dream.
It was this dream that drove him to become the editor of a publishing house. Sixteen years ago, this position was both sought-after and respectable. He was also a man of culture, and his appearance and temperament were a bit elegant, which was a perfect match. Unexpectedly, the good times did not last long. The Internet era came with a surge, and the prestigious publishing house became a sunset industry in the blink of an eye. Many colleagues resigned and started their own businesses. He missed the best opportunity due to hesitation. Today, the size of the publishing house is getting smaller and smaller, and his work is becoming more and more leisurely. Naturally, his salary has not increased in several years.
His literary dream has long been shattered into pieces, and even he himself can’t remember it.
In his late middle age, he became obsessed with fishing and adultery.
The former is quiet and comfortable, while the latter is exciting and joyful.
Pang Yi drove to the suburban reservoir, set up fishing gear at a fixed location, and waited for the fish to take the bait and Feng Yuan's arrival. At eight o'clock in the evening, Feng Yuan finally called and said she was on the roadside. He left the fishing gear behind and hurried to the road. He saw Feng Yuan's car. The car started. He called Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan giggled in the car and stretched out her hand to wave to him. He let out a laugh, threw off his arms and started running hard. After running for two kilometers, he was panting from exhaustion. The car stopped. He opened the door and got into the car, and said angrily: "You are walking the dog!"
Feng Yuan rested one hand leisurely outside the window: "I am urging you to exercise. It has only been two kilometers. Look at how out of breath you are. If you can't do it, I will replace you."
Pang Yi scratched Feng Yuan's neck: "Who said I can't do it anymore? I'll let you scream!"
Feng Yuan raised her head and chuckled twice. While releasing the steering wheel, she stepped on the accelerator.
Pang Yi quickly held the steering wheel for Feng Yuan: "You don't want to live, but I still want to live!"
Feng Yuan showed disdain: "Look at your fear of death. It's exciting to test on the edge of danger."
After five years of adultery with Feng Yuan, Pang Yi gradually came to know that Feng Yuan was not only a coquettish woman, but also a crazy woman. The most memorable time was at Feng Yuan’s daughter’s birthday party. Feng Yuan actually asked to do that kind of thing with him in the back kitchen. Listening to the laughter and laughter of relatives and friends outside, they were having a great time in the back kitchen, suppressing their voices and speaking passionately. The risks are high enough and exciting enough, just like annihilating all the enemies in a battle where we are outnumbered and returning home triumphantly.
Before his adultery with Feng Yuan, Pang Yi never knew that he had such an adventurous side. While he was afraid of being discovered, he couldn't help but test it frequently, but he didn't dare to do it himself and could only do so under Feng Yuan's guidance.
"Aren't we going to the hotel?" Pang Yi found that this road was the way home.
"Going to my new home today."
"Don't you just move tomorrow?"
"It's tomorrow, but most of the things are ready. The furniture is new, and the sheets and quilts are new. You will be the first one to sleep on it - man." Feng Yuan flicked Pang Yi on the forehead. , "It shows how much I love you. If you are not grateful, you can't even call me a goddess. You have to call me a queen."
"This is not good..." Pang Yi felt something was wrong.
"Get out of the car." Feng Yuan stepped on the brakes, her face turned cold, "Go back and catch your dead fish."
"No, why don't I go?"
"Then get out of the car and go get my package."
Only then did Pang Yi realize that they had arrived near his community. He didn't dare to disobey Feng Yuan's orders. And for some reason, the colder and more bossy Feng Yuan became, the more comfortable he felt. He had never figured it out. What is the difference between the order and He Ranran's order, and why does he feel completely different about the two.
Pang Yi trotted to the express station across the road.
At the same time, Liang Zhe, who was wearing a hat and a mask, was sitting on a row of chairs in the entertainment square in the community. He had been sitting there from 7 to 8:30 in the evening. Many children were playing there, which was unique to the children. Pure laughter echoed endlessly in his ears, and sometimes he couldn't tell whether it was other people's children laughing or Yang Yang. A little boy's ball rolled under the bench. He bent down to pick it out. The boy stretched out his hand to get it, but he was stunned. At that moment, he suddenly felt that Yangyang was standing in front of him, and he called out Yangyang softly. name, and stretched out her hand to hug the child. The child's grandmother walked over quickly, snatched the ball away, and pulled the child away from the small square.
There was a ding from the cell phone.
It was a text from his wife: Feng Yuan and Pang Yi were going to Deng Zhongquan’s new home to have an affair.
He was about to speak, but the airdropped contact disappeared. He stood up, looked around, and ran a few steps left and right, but the contact did not appear again. He speculated that his wife should be with Pang Yi again. He sat down again, took two deep breaths to calm down, and after thinking for a moment, called Deng Zhongquan.
Pang Yi came to Feng Yuan's new home. It was more than 160 square meters, with one staircase and one apartment. It was luxuriously decorated. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows faced a garden lake not far away. Both the scenery and the geographical location were excellent. Pang Yi was moved by what he saw. Envy, but soon, his envy turned into a different kind of pride, thinking that Deng Zhongquan only cared about making money, and now that his wife was good to him, he could live in the house, and even the bed in his new home for the first time belonged to him.
"Go take a shower quickly." Feng Yuan ordered him, her tone sounding a little urgent.
Pang Yi took a shower and entered the bedroom. He saw Feng Yuan already lying on the bed, with one leg exposed and the other leg covered with a quilt. Her hair was spread out, covering half of her face. This half-covered and half-exposed feeling added to the mood. , he rubbed his hands and was about to go to bed when Feng Yuan pointed to the clothes on the bedside table: "Put them on."
At this time, Liang Zhe and Deng Zhongquan were going upstairs.
"I originally wanted to invite you to dinner after we move. Since you want to come and visit, I will not hold any meetings in the evening. I will bring you here first." The smile on Deng Zhongquan's face could not be concealed, "How long has it been since we brothers got together? Let’s get together, have a good meal and chat, Liang Zhe, I’m glad you can come here.”
Liang Zhe said nothing, his eyes fixed on the floor numbers.
"I have always wanted to tell you that if you want to go to work, please tell me at any time and I can help you arrange work. It will be absolutely relaxed and comfortable." Deng Zhongquan patted Liang Zhe on the shoulder, "Also, if you want to buy a house here , I can find an acquaintance to help you bring down the price. You sell the old one and add a little more money. If it's not enough, I can lend it to you. Just like back then, I can give you a guarantee that the house here will definitely be. appreciation."
The elevator stopped at the ninth floor. Liang Zhe went out first and stood in front of door No. 901.
Deng Zhongquan walked to the door with a calm step, took out the key, and opened the door.
"Come in." Deng Zhongquan said to Liang Zhe, "The first guest in the new home."
Liang Zhe stepped in and heard a ding from his cell phone.
Text from wife: They were in bed.
