Chapter 59 Chat

Wen Qingchuan chose a small restaurant outside the military area. The environment was clean and hygienic. As far as he could remember, it was Shen Sangyu's first time here.

Wen Qingchuan ordered two dishes and a soup. The portions were quite large. Shen Sangyu took a bite and thought it was okay. Normally, her appetite was not too small, but not too large either. At least in Wen Qingchuan's opinion, she ate like a cat. Seeing that Shen Sangyu seemed to like the food here, he silently remembered it in his heart.

Shen Sangyu thought for a while: "Summer will come in two months. I want to buy some clothes to change tomorrow. The next time I come back will be about half a month later."

Wen Qingchuan nodded silently. Shen Sangyu would call him on time every day. He had heard these words before.

But Wen Qingchuan didn't feel annoyed at all. Instead, he felt indescribably happy.

At least Sangyu is willing to share her life with him.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingchuan picked and chose to tell Shen Sangyu about his life in the past half month. Even though his daily life was very monotonous, the little girl in front of him listened very seriously and sometimes asked some appropriate questions.

Wen Qingchuan had a big appetite and there was not much food left. After eating, the two of them took a slow walk in the military area.

Wen Qingchuan thought that Shen Sangyu was going out to buy clothes tomorrow, so he took some money out of his pocket.

Shen Sangyu was stunned for a moment: "...You still have private money?"

Wen Qingchuan: "..."

His hand froze there, his earlobe slightly red, and he explained in a low voice: "No, I used to lend money to my comrades, and two of them returned the money to me some time ago."

Shen Sangyu didn't say anything, but she was actually secretly observing Wen Qingchuan.

Wen Qingchuan's voice was not as loud as before, and she could even hear that he felt a little guilty.

"I was just kidding you." Shen Sangyu finally couldn't hold it anymore, and smiled and said, "You don't spend money on weekdays, why are you giving it to me?"

Wen Qingchuan shook his head and said, "I don't spend much money."

He didn't spend much on weekdays, and the meals in the cafeteria were cheap and subsidized. After a careful calculation, he really couldn't find a place to spend money.

Shen Sangyu knew that Wen Qingchuan was used to being frugal. She took a look at the money in Wen Qingchuan's pocket. The largest denomination was only two yuan, and this handful of money was only twenty yuan at most.

"You really don't have to give it to me. After I went to the research institute, Teacher Qin also paid me a salary, which is much higher than my salary in the translation agency."

Wen Qingchuan knew that Shen Sangyu had a salary.

It's just that he wanted to spend money on Shen Sangyu.

"Your money is your business. Take this money and buy a few more beautiful skirts to wear."

Wen Qingchuan said, his eyes darkened. He had never seen Shen Sangyu wearing a summer skirt, but Shen Sangyu had a good figure. Although she was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, she had long legs and a thin waist. If she wore a skirt, she would definitely look good.

Wen Qingchuan insisted, and Shen Sangyu thought about it and took it: "Then I'll take it."

Then he glanced at the man next to him, and sure enough, he saw Wen Qingchuan curled his lips after she finished speaking, and it can be seen that he was in a good mood.

Shen Sangyu was a little amused: "Are you so happy that I'm spending your money?"

Wen Qingchuan hummed, but the next second he said honestly: "Just don't spend it recklessly."

Just like half a year ago, Shen Sangyu bought clothes worth a thousand yuan and even sold her bicycle. Although the betrothal money was decided by Shen Sangyu herself, he couldn't stand such a waste.

Shen Sangyu didn't say anything else, but she was complaining in her heart. The clothes she bought were expensive and the quantity was not small. After all, it was still a bit of a waste of money, but Wen Qingchuan seemed to be particularly tolerant of these things, and he didn't seem to be sorry for the money.

"I put that passbook in the cabinet. If you need it urgently, take it out and use it."

She didn't have a passbook. Half of all her wages were in cash, and more were kept in Wen Qingchuan's passbook.

The two walked under the dim street lights, hearing the sound of cicadas and the breeze blowing across their faces, and it seemed that the only sound in the silence was their breathing.

Shen Sangyu slightly tilted her eyes and suddenly said, "Wen Qingchuan, aren't you curious about why I entered the research institute and why I do research?"

Shen Sangyu had been holding this thought in her heart for a long time. When she called him before, she only told Wen Qingchuan about her life, and when Wen Qingchuan heard that he was going to do research, he didn't ask much, but just asked her to take good care of herself.

But according to Wen Qingchuan's intelligence, Shen Sangyu guessed that he must have doubted her.

Sure enough, Wen Qingchuan's steps suddenly paused, and he slowly turned halfway around, but what he said was: "You used to be very good at studying, and the uncles and aunts around you were all very good. I have been to your house before, but you may not have any impression. At that time, you were often reading books, and it seemed that you were reading a physics book."

"Ah?"

This time it was Shen Sangyu who was stunned.

In the past half month, she had been thinking about how to explain this to Wen Qingchuan. She also thought that if it really didn't work, she would just admit it. She thought of many results in her mind, but Wen Qingchuan's reaction was obviously beyond her expectations.

But she suddenly realized one thing-the personality of herself when she was a child in Wen Qingchuan's words and the original owner's three years of high school seemed to be very different.

When Shen Sangyu thought of this, her heart seemed to be hit by something.

"You mean my personality has changed a lot, then do you know why I have changed so much?"

Wen Qingchuan also didn't expect Shen Sangyu to be so excited, but he thought about it and shook his head: "I haven't met you many times, and most of the time when I went to your house for dinner, you were not at home."

Shen Sangyu frowned, and a little weird surged in her heart.

If it is really like what Wen Qingchuan said, then why did the original owner change his personality so much?

She tried to recall the original owner's life in the past 18 years, and she couldn't say that she didn't remember anything. Just like when she just came through, she knew that the original owner was a big shot, which made people in the compound dislike her. Before that, she could vaguely remember that many people were with the original owner, but no matter how she thought, her eyes were blurry.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qingchuan suddenly saw Shen Sangyu's face turn pale, and immediately became nervous.

Shen Sangyu shook his head and said casually: "I just feel weird... Let's go home."

As he said that, Shen Sangyu pulled Wen Qingchuan's sleeve and walked towards the family compound.

The weather was not hot or cold, and there were many people in the military area. They were either in pairs or the young people were huddled together to eat in the cafeteria.

But Shen Sangyu and Wen Qingchuan were still very conspicuous on the road.

Wen Qingchuan has an upright figure, nearly 1.9 meters tall, which is still very outstanding even in the north. In addition, Wen Qingchuan has sharp eyebrows and eyes. Although he is often serious, his face is not in vain.

Not to mention Shen Sangyu, some military wives in the family compound still don't like her because of this.

The handsome couple in the military district made people look back frequently, only Wen Qingchuan was pulled away by Shen Sangyu, and his deep eyes looked straight at Shen Sangyu's slender fingers.