Chen Jin pushed his luck, tapping the table with his fingers in a rhythmic motion before saying, "I want the wind, I want the flowers; I want the snow, I want the moon... This is the feeling of romance!"
"You can try to see if you can have all four of these."
Chen Jin shifted his sitting position and said to me again, "You still haven't said whether Nicole's place is safe to stay or not?"
"She lives in the bar, do you think she can stay there?"
"Why don't we rent a bigger house and have her move in too... After all, what we're doing is related, and living together will allow us to communicate anytime."
"are you serious?"
"Seriously."
"Then why don't you move to the bar and live with her? Her room is small, you can share a bunk bed... and communicate whenever you want."
"If she doesn't mind, I'd love to!"
"Go to hell... Don't stretch your dog paws too far, treat your Tina well... Don't let her big breasts go to waste."
Chen Jin smiled, then said seriously, "Don't get impatient, don't get impatient... I'll take care of finding a place... Just the two of us, Nicole won't be there."
I then composed myself and replied, "A monthly rent budget of 4,000 yuan... the studio will reimburse it."
"Okay, I guarantee I'll find you one you're satisfied with."
Chen Jin agreed to the task. Afterwards, seeing a single woman at the next table, he played another trick and started flirting with her... Anyway, at this moment, I could no longer see the soul that Ding Lin had left so wounded in him.
Perhaps, he really has turned himself into a bad man!
I couldn't help but think of myself again. If one day I were hurt like this by a woman, would I, like Chen Jin now, use more women to comfort myself?
I don't have an answer, but it's quite dramatic. Back in Shanghai, I was the one encouraging him to be a "bad man." But unexpectedly, I broke up with him first, wanting only to have a solid, lasting relationship with Ye Zhi.
...
After spending an hour at Tina's bar, I couldn't sit still any longer, so I went to Cao Xiaobei's "Sheep Cafe," but still came up empty-handed.
I think: if he really went to Kunming to pick up Yang Sisi, the two of them should be in Dali by now.
Or perhaps they never even set Dali as their destination... If it weren't Dali, could it be that place of my dreams, with its snow-capped mountains and grasslands? Want to chat with more like-minded people about "My Tenant Miss"? Follow "Or" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books with other book lovers.
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