Chapter 122 What a Big Wallet
"I was in the middle berth at the time. He got on the train from Dongshan, the provincial capital, and happened to be in the same compartment with me. During that time, someone wanted to switch berths with me, but he turned that person down!"
Wen Leyu questioned Li Ye with his eyes, but before Li Ye could answer, Liu Muhan explained frankly.
"That person first asked me to change berths. My berth was the lower berth, so I didn't change it and rejected him."
After Liu Muhan finished speaking, Li Ye added a few words lightly.
What he said seemed casual, but he was actually explaining to Wen Leyu that I didn't help a beautiful woman when I saw her by chance. I just went with the flow when we met.
Li Ye and Wen Leyu are at the moment of deep love and don't want any misunderstandings to affect their love for each other.
Liu Muhan suddenly found it a little funny. Li Ye's performance on the train had left a deep impression on her.
Tough, decisive, rational, but why does he look a little henpecked now?
"No, he's not henpecked. He's carefully guarding something."
Liu Muhan recalled the scene on the station platform where Li Ye "tricked" Wen Leyu into taking the lightest piece of luggage, and then he suddenly understood something.
She recalled that when she first entered school last year, He Xue and others in the dormitory bewitched Lu Jingyao to write letters and send money to Li Ye.
At that time, according to Lu Jingyao's unintentional description, Li Ye seemed to be just as the report in the newspaper said, focused and single-minded!
Liu Muhan, who understands human nature, knows very well that only a person who is focused on one thing will care deeply about another person's feelings and take good care of them.
After hearing what Li Ye and Liu Muhan said, Wen Leyu showed no joy or anger on his face, but he grabbed Li Ye's hand with his left hand and pulled him about ten centimeters closer to him.
Then the girl picked up a novel with her right hand and asked Liu Muhan: "Seven-Inch Blade has published a new book, would you like to read it?"
Only then did Liu Muhan notice that there were dozens of books on the bookshelf, with Li Ye's pen name "Seven-Inch Blade" printed on the spines.
Then she said happily: "'Fleeters in the War', is this your new book, Li Ye?"
Wen Leyu's eyes narrowed again, and there was actually a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was a little cold.
"I've read Insidious, it's pretty good. I'll buy a copy and read it. I'm leaving now. You guys can take your time browsing."
Liu Muhan picked up "Deserter in the War", flipped through it, and decided to buy it.
Then she pulled Lu Jingyao away.
She was afraid that if she didn't leave, this powerful little girl in front of her would make Lu Jingyao's face even uglier.
The sensitive Liu Muhan was able to confirm that Wen Leyu and Lu Jingyao knew each other.
The two of them just had an eye contact just now, but Lu Jingyao couldn't stand it. There was a clear gap in their levels.
The reason why Liu Muhan insisted on staying there for half a minute was that he wanted to observe Li Ye and determine his current attitude towards Lu Jingyao.
Even if Li Ye had a trace of reluctance, Liu Muhan was confident that it would not escape his eyes.
But Li Ye’s reaction was strange. He seemed to have “cut off all emotional ties with a sword” and forgotten all the past.
Then what are you still doing here? Are you looking for trouble?
The chance encounter between an ex and a current partner is one of the saddest things in the world.
Especially when the current partner is better than the previous one.
Looking at Liu Muhan's leaving back, Wen Leyu said faintly: "He not only knows your pen name, but also your real name!"
All right! It turned out that the little girl gave the book to Liu Muhan just now to test the familiarity between Li Ye and Liu Muhan.
Li Ye smiled and said frankly: "I was also very surprised at the time. She had a copy of the Dongshan Education Newspaper in her hand, and she recognized me based on the photo on it."
"I also have that Dongshan Education Newspaper. Unless it's someone I know, it's hard to recognize them."
Wen Leyu thought for a moment and said, "What did she say to you after she recognized you?"
Li Ye looked at Wen Leyu in surprise, thinking that she was jealous and about to get angry, but a closer look revealed that it was not the case.
The girl was very calm and serious, as if she was investigating a case.
"She said she had read my book. I asked her why she had the Dongshan Education Newspaper. She said her father."
After Li Ye finished speaking, Wen Leyu immediately asked, "After you returned the newspaper to her, did she take the initiative to talk to you again?"
Li Ye was surprised and nodded, "I just took out two novels and she asked me for one. She was bored on the way."
But Wen Leyu interrupted again: "When you got off the car, she didn't return the novel to you, right?"
Li Ye nodded slowly, not daring to hide anything.
Wen Leyu guessed Liu Muhan's subsequent actions based on just a few sentences of his own narration, which was indeed quite impressive.
“Huh~”
Wen Leyu exhaled and said lightly: "It's all her problem. It has nothing to do with you."
"She must have consulted Lu Jingyao about your situation in advance, and knows your general appearance and where you are from. That's why she half-guessed and half-recognized you and determined that you are Seven-Inch Blade."
“.”
Li Ye suddenly realized.
This is the other side of Wen Leyu. It is true that she is a cute and obedient kitten in front of Li Ye, but her parents are tigers.
The education that Wen Leyu received since childhood and the skills he inherited were not only about catching mice, but also about hunting large animals.
. . . . . . .
Liu Muhan pulled Lu Jingyao out of the bookstore and strolled back to school.
Beijing University of Foreign Studies is located in Haidian District, not far from here, only about 10 to 20 minutes’ walk.
However, as they walked, Lu Jingyao quickened her pace, as if she wanted to leave Liu Muhan behind.
Liu Muhan quickly followed and looked at Lu Jingyao's face.
She found that at this moment Lu Jingyao was walking quickly with his head down, teeth clenched, a stubborn face, dull eyes, and a mechanical manner.
Liu Muhan grabbed Lu Jingyao and said, "Jingyao, don't let the past affect your present self. Forget the unpleasantness of the past. Time will make you forget everything."
"I want to forget him. I dream about forgetting him every day."
Lu Jingyao turned her head silently and looked at Liu Muhan with unfocused eyes.
"But why did God let me meet him again? I have already hidden so far away, why did he let me see him again?"
Liu Muhan couldn't answer.
The world is so big, why did I meet you?
Lu Jingyao looked at Liu Muhan speechlessly, her lifeless eyes suddenly flickered, and she asked: "Muhan, do you think he is excellent?"
Liu Muhan pondered for a few seconds and said, "Objectively speaking, he is indeed much better than ordinary people, but since you have let it go, you don't have to care too much about it."
"But he wasn't like this before. What do you think I should do?"
Lu Jingyao shook her head vigorously, shaking off two tears. Her sad and resentful look made Liu Muhan feel a little sad.
Lu Jingyao simply could not forget what happened in the past. She must have felt inferior in the past, but after being admitted to university, she became confident.
But Li Ye suddenly changed into a different person, which destroyed her confidence again.
Unless Lu Jingyao flies higher and becomes stronger in the future, far surpassing Li Ye.
If not, she will have to endure the pain hidden deep in her heart from time to time throughout her life.
"Jingyao, if you want to avoid Li Ye, why don't you try to study abroad?"
"Study abroad?" Lu Jingyao said with a wry smile, "How can it be my turn? It's too difficult."
"It's not difficult," Liu Muhan said firmly, "As long as you focus on doing it, it may not be that difficult, but you have to let go of your pride."
Lu Jingyao looked up at the sky blankly. After a long while, she murmured, "How much is nobleness worth?"
. . . . . . .
The capital city is really big, and Li Ye and Wen Leyu spent a whole day just in the Haidian district.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Ye drove Wen Leyu back home: "Jin Peng and I have an appointment to go house-hunting today. Can I take you home for dinner?"
"No, I want to eat at Fengzeyuan. Just drop me off." An unexpected answer came from the back seat of the bicycle.
“.”
Li Ye turned his head and saw Wen Leyu with a tense face, kicking with both legs vigorously, not knowing what kind of leg techniques he was practicing at the air.
"Can I buy you a big pork elbow? And some donkey rolls, and send you home."
"I want to eat at Fengzeyuan and use my proofreading fee to eat it."
"Okay, let's eat at Fengzeyuan tonight. My Xiaoyu is angry, so we need to comfort her."
Li Ye turned the handlebars and hurried to accompany the girl to eat.
You can’t mess with cats. If you really mess with them, don’t even think about whether you will be able to pet them in the future. They will slap you with their paws and poke your eyes out!
As he was riding, Li Ye felt Wen Leyu's little head slowly leaning on his back.
She said softly, "I'm not angry, I just... don't feel well."
Wen Leyu said these words with three parts of resentment and seven parts of embarrassment.
But Li Ye smiled and said, "It's okay for you to be angry! If you don't believe me, go back and ask Teacher Ke. How can you not be angry in your life?"
“.”
Wen Leyu was stunned for a long time, and rubbed her little head on Li Ye's back twice like a cat. She grabbed the hem of his shirt with her little hands, and her long legs began to swing again.
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"Xiao Ye, look around here, I always feel that 8,000 yuan is still too expensive."
Zaojun Temple is located between Haidian District and XC District, within the Third Ring Road in later generations, and every inch of land is worth a lot of money.
But in 1982, there was no sign of prosperity in Zaojun Temple. It was just a small, shabby place with a lot of dirt. In Jin Peng's eyes, it was only slightly better than Qingshui County.
However, Li Ye looked around and said, "We should look at the problem from the perspective of development. This place is not bad."
There are indeed no tall buildings around Zaojun Temple now, and its prosperity cannot be compared with the location within the Second Ring Road in later generations.
However, there are quite a few universities around, including science and engineering, aviation, ethnic studies, political science and law, and post and telecommunications. There are nearly ten of them, some famous but not so famous.
Not far to the north is Renmin University, and Peking University is only a few kilometers away.
It can be said that the location of Zaojun Temple is exactly the center of the school where the small group of eight is located.
Don’t even mention how much this house will be worth in the future. Just based on this point, no matter how much money you offer, there may not be a suitable one.
"Okay, just turn left in front and it's the alley. It's as narrow as a chicken intestine. I don't know if the Dongfeng car can drive in."
Jin Peng led Li Ye into the alley and walked to a door in the middle.
The more Li Ye looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
Compared to a street, this alley is definitely narrower, but compared to alleys in Beijing, it is one of the “really wide” ones.
Moreover, this courtyard should have been renovated in recent decades, and the main structure of the house and the bricks and tiles are very straight.
The gate was open. Jin Peng went up and knocked on the door before saying, "Is Mr. Zhang home? I have an appointment to come and see the house."
A young voice answered, "Come in! I'm at home!"
Jin Peng whispered to Li Ye, "It's the landlord's son, his name seems to be Zhang Rui, I heard he's also a college student, but he insisted on 8,000 yuan and refused to give up."
Li Ye nodded. It was human nature that no one wanted to sell such a large piece of property at a low price.
But after entering the door, Li Ye and Jin Peng became uneasy.
There was a small table in the yard, surrounded by a circle of small benches, on which four people were sitting, all looking at Jin Peng and Li Ye with unfriendly eyes.
Li Ye asked quietly: "Who is the owner?"
Jin Peng frowned and shook his head, indicating that it was neither.
Li Ye was a little worried. He was afraid that there would be problems with the ownership of the house. There were too many things to fight over for a house among brothers and sisters.
For example, in 1980, an actor named Tian bought a courtyard house near the Forbidden City. Later, his children fought over the ownership of the house.
"Please take a seat! What's your name, buddy?"
"Your surname is Li," Li Ye picked up a bench and sat down, then asked with a smile, "Are these people relatives?"
"No, I'm here to buy a house just like you guys."
Li Ye almost stood up and left.
Hey man, you real estate agent from 1982, are you teaching me a lesson?
"Hey brother, where is your old man? When I came here yesterday, I remember you said that the old man was the owner of the house."
Jin Peng also looked unhappy. Is it because you have so many problems? You want a high price and want to see someone. Now that we are here, you are still looking for someone to "raise the price"?
Zhang Rui smiled gently and said, "My dad is resting in his room! Mainly because I need money recently, so I have the final say on how much the house is sold for."
Jin Peng looked at Li Ye with impatience on his face.
He originally thought it was too expensive, and also felt that Zhang Rui was a bit gangster-like and was not genuine.
Li Ye sat there in silence, staring at a sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the courtyard wall.
To keep an osmanthus tree alive in the north these days, a homeowner needs to be quite meticulous.
Keep calm and don't be impatient.
Seeing that the two were silent, Zhang Rui asked Li Ye: "I heard that you are from Beijing University."
"Um."
"Please show me your admission letter!"
"No hurry," Li Ye said calmly, "It won't be too late to wait until the old man feels better. In the end, he still has to sign, right?"
Don't lie to me. The landlord is your father. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?
Seeing Li Ye's cold reaction, Zhang Rui also said with a straight face: "Don't be uncomfortable, brother. Yesterday I told your cousin that I would give you 8,000 yuan, and I shouldn't go back on my word.
But today they said they would take the furniture in the house and give us 10,000 yuan.
I'm waiting for the money, if you also offer 10,000, I will definitely sell it to you without hesitation."
Li Ye pondered in his heart and asked Zhang Rui: "Are these four not from Beijing?"
Zhang Rui nodded and said, "He's from the south, so he's generous."
Li Ye said: "Then let me go in and take a look!"
Zhang Rui smiled and said, "Of course, they are all good furniture. I have used them for decades and none of them are broken."
Li Ye followed Zhang Rui into the house, took a quick look around, and then asked to go to the study to meet the owner.
The owner of the house was probably in his fifties, and had an obvious scholarly air about him. He felt a little embarrassed when he saw Li Ye.
"Mr. Zhang, this is my acceptance letter. If you are willing, I will buy you the house and furniture for 10,000 yuan. Is that ok?"
Mr. Zhang and Zhang Rui were both stunned. They didn't expect Li Ye to be so quick.
Zhang Rui couldn't help but ask, "Brother, didn't you discuss this huge sum of money with your family?"
[You want to ask me whether this ten thousand yuan came from a legitimate source? ]
Li Ye smiled and took out the book "Deserter in the War" from his bag.
"I spend my own royalties, and my family doesn't care."
Mr. Zhang took the book and looked at it. After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked, "Did you write Lurking?"
Li Ye smiled and said, "I'm so ashamed. This is just a popular novel, not worthy of being published in a high-class magazine."
But Mr. Zhang said, "I should be ashamed. I made a fool of myself today. I'll make the decision. I'll still ask for 8,000, not a cent more."
"No, just ten thousand. I think it's appropriate."
Hey, if you don’t sell this furniture to me, I’ll feel like I’ve lost a big wallet!
(End of this chapter)
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