Zhao An leaned his body and was about to let Tang Wu go downstairs first, but Tang Wu was still sitting in the rocking chair.

Zhao An originally thought that Tang Wu should go back to the room to rest after the conversation, but there was a hint of fatigue and fatigue between her eyebrows.

"I'm not tired, and I can't sleep now. I just feel a little upset about these things." Tang Wu explained, "It's getting late. Zhao An, you go and rest early. There will be classes during the day."

Zhao An's condition is between sleeping or not, but he is more willing to spend time with Tang Wu here.

Tang Wu looked at him sitting down and said nothing. She smiled. Zhao An was a very considerate boy, at least he was more considerate than most people.

This kind of considerate is not the kind of deliberate caress. It will neither make people feel artificial nor stressed, and will naturally make people not reject it.

Just like when he was sitting here, Tang Wu felt that his mood had not continued to sink to a lower level. If he had just left like this, Tang Wu would be alone, he would be lonely for a long time.

"Zhao An, what kind of person do you think I am?" Tang Wu turned her head and looked at Zhao An with a smile. When she asked such words, there was always a hidden line that you couldn't see through me. Tang Wu also felt this way. She was very curious about what she felt in Zhao An's heart. After all, Tang Wu felt that her inner self and her manifested self were completely different.

Tang Wu wanted to see his eyesight.

"A ordinary woman who is more beautiful than most people." Zhao An said without hesitation.

Tang Wu couldn't help laughing, unlike what he expected. He did not pretend to make a deep analysis, or stared at him with sharp eyes, showing the way I understand you.

Such an answer faces the essence directly, and even Tang Wu cannot refuse to admit that Zhao An is right. The so-called personality, the so-called character, the so-called heart are all empty. What she really impressed is this... an ordinary woman who is more beautiful than most women.

Of course she is an ordinary woman. She has never done anything that shocked the world, nor has she been able to calculate the fall of a meteorite that passed by the earth in one second, and she will not blew the flames and her eyes will be lit by divine light.

Tang Wu was very satisfied with this answer. Isn’t this the best answer for women? Any other praise is not as good as such praise?

"Then do you know what I think of you?" Tang Wu smiled and looked at the deep night view to the right, then turned her head to look at him.

"A man is a little more handsome than most people." Zhao An thought for a moment and said seriously.

Tang Wu's smile was as gorgeous as the flowers blooming in early summer. It would be fine if he praised himself for being handsome, but he called himself a "man" in front of a mature woman of the same generation as his parents, which made Tang Wu still couldn't stop smiling.

He was just a big boy. Tang Wu emphasized that he didn't think about his mature appearance, but only looked at him wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt from Junsha Middle School in front of him.

Tang Wu didn't tell me what she thought of him anymore.

"Qingqing must be very happy with you, right?" Tang Wu couldn't help but envy her daughter. Perhaps when Zhao An and Qingqing were together, they would always make her happy in addition to fighting and making her angry.

No girl would really be willing to be with a boy who always only makes her angry, after all, because he would make her happy after making her angry.

"No, she has two modes to get along with me. She is a friend when she plays games, and at other times she is an enemy mode. Now she is probably considering, and she also classifies her friends mode in addition to playing games." Zhao An said with a smile, "When she is with me, she is trying to get angry most of the time."

It is completely different to trying to get angry with a boy.

No one knows a girl better than a mother. Tang Wu can be sure that Li Qingge likes Zhao An. This is Li Qingge's first love. Before, Li Qingge had no idea of ​​love at all, so she didn't understand her performance, but she fell in love with a boy.

With Li Qingge's self-righteous attitude, Tang Wu felt that unless one day she was held in her arms and kissed by Zhao An, Li Qingge would realize that she was in a state of love, rather than changing the pattern of friends and enemies.

Tang Wu didn't know if she should remind Zhao An that besides holding hands and kissing, is it not appropriate to do anything further?

After all, men always find it difficult to control themselves in some cases, which cannot be avoided by being mature and sensible.

Forget it, let them go. Find me and Qingqing to talk to you later, and remind her about the things she needs to pay attention to in love.

I told Zhao An that I felt a little embarrassed to say it... Although it might be more effective to tell Zhao An, Tang Wu knew that Zhao An cared about her attitude very much.

"Actually, it's great to be able to fall in love freely now. Seeing you and Qingqing together, I always remember the past. At that time, we liked to call for free love freely, liberate our personality, and break the tradition..." Tang Wu recalled.

It was the 1980s, right? Zhao An knew that it was an era of chaotic thoughts. Many good and bad things brought about by the reform and opening up were mixed together, making many people either self-righteous, self-deprecating, or in chaos.

Especially for family background like Tang Wu, she could get more exposed to some new things at that time, but obviously from what Tang Wu said in her tone, Tang Wu and Li Huaming were not in a free relationship.

Perhaps for Tang Wu, she got married without having a free and easy attempt to fall in love, but after marriage, she did not have a happy love born in such a marriage. This would be her most helpless regret.

I have to say that Tang Wu has a strong state of mind and self-control. In the case of Tang Wu, the chance of cheating is very high. She doesn’t get along well with her husband, has a lot of free time, and has regrets when she was young. She is so beautiful that men can’t help but go to the flames. Such women are often the standard for cheating in classic plots.

But Tang Wu didn't. She lived quietly in that large and empty villa, accompanying her daughter, combing out her life, and suppressing many unrealistic thoughts in her heart.

Of course, these words are inconvenient to say. Zhao An just smiled and said: "Nothing is truly free, just like the so-called democracy and freedom, it is just a relative, a kind of disguised democracy in a specific situation."

"Although I really want to listen to your political views and talk about these things... but now I really want to sleep when I hear these things." Tang Wu blinked, and her long eyelashes seemed to be tired.

"Then shouldn't I tell you more? Let you sleep." Zhao An coughed, and planned to make a long speech, "Or what, I'll tell you about the section on pin making in the Theory of Wealth of Nations?"

"Stop, stop..." Tang Wu knew he was joking, but raised her hand and shook it in front of him. "I haven't even read Adam Smith's works... Although I still want to sleep when I hear it, should I sleep in the attic?"

The surroundings are lakes, mountains and rivers, and the breeze blows on your face. Just sleep peacefully or a very beautiful scene. However, beauty is beauty. After the beauty, it is not good to have a cold or a headache.

"Then I'll tell you a story?" Zhao An thought for a while and said.

"I'm not a child..." Tang Wu chuckled and shook her head. Zhao An was really a bit fun, so he could naturally express my intention to tell stories to a senior.

But he was still so natural, and he didn't think it would be funny at all. He seemed to be doing this seriously, but he was not just talking and playing.

"The story I tell is about a person going back to the past and falling in love again." Zhao An originally wanted to tell Tang Wu some fantasy and fairy tale stories. He read more, but thinking that Tang Wu is a woman and a woman is more emotional, he chose a more impressive novel that is bloody, romance and abusive.

"How can you go back to the past and fall in love again?" Tang Wu asked curiously.

“This is the setting…”

"Then you have to describe how he went back to the past. You can't just use a setting and just pass by it. I think how he went back to the past is a very important plot." Tang Wu said in confusion.

Zhao An didn't expect that Tang Wu would be so serious about the story, so he said, "It was not written in the book. From the beginning of the story, he appeared in his youth."

"Ah, how can this be done? The readers are not puzzled?" Tang Wu asked with a frown.

"The reader accepted from the beginning that he was going back to the past, so he didn't care... We don't worry about this, I started telling stories, okay?" Zhao An said with a smile.

"Okay... Then why did readers accept it from the beginning, but I couldn't accept it?" Tang Wu had never read such novels that went back to the past and fell in love. She had read a lot of classic novels, but she had never read them.

It's quite fresh.

Because other readers are not as serious as you! Zhao An doesn't know how to explain to her, because this involves a problem with the general environment of novel routines and psychological presuppositions. Now Tang Wu is not as good as the routine environment of novel routines, and there is no such psychological presupposition, so it is naturally difficult to accept.

"The story happened in the third year of junior high school. The male protagonist is Qin An. Although he is only fourteen years old, in fact, his body is his soul after he became an adult. He returned to his past and faced his first love that he loved at first and never forgot in his life, Ye Zhulan..."

"Wait, why is he only fourteen years old, but his body is the soul of the future? Didn't you say that he is going back to the past? Is this called going back to the past? This is called... this is called ghost body, right?" Tang Wu asked strangely.

Seeing Tang Wu's eyes wide open, Zhao An couldn't help but feel a little funny. Why did Tang Wu listen to a story like a curious baby? There are so many questions, I have only read this book. He couldn't understand the author's nonsense scene switching and some inexplicable things that were unexplained in this book. He wanted to tell this story to Tang Wu. If she still had so many questions later, she wouldn't be able to continue.

"Okay, let's change to a simple story. This story is called "The Legend of the Immortals of the Tang Sect's Mortals in the Cultivation of Immortals"." Zhao An thought for a while, and let's change the story.

"I don't listen to this, you should tell me the one just now." Tang Wu became interested. As a woman, of course she was more interested in romance stories. The story Zhao Anxin told was not suitable for her when she heard the name. Qingqing and Lin Xiaoxian would probably like it.

"Okay..." Zhao An had no choice but to continue, "Whether it's a ghost or a return to the past, in short, Qin An has memories of the future. He met Ye Zhulan, who was already dead again, and was in a state of great excitement. The regret in his heart was that he had never confessed to her, but his failure to confess led to the two people who should have been together. So, on the day of rebirth, Qin An looked at Ye Zhulan, picked up the basketball on the ground and shot it out. As the basketball fell to the ground, Qin An confessed to Ye Zhulan, and he said: Ye Zhulan, I like you..."

"Puff... this person is really good. If you confess, you will confess. Before confessing, you have to make a three-pointer. It's so artificial!" Tang Wu couldn't help laughing.

There is no one who can hear so many stories. How can we continue to tell this story? But Tang Wu was very interested and asked Zhao An to continue to tell it.

"But he has returned to the past, right? "

"He is so old and still likes fourteen-year-old girls. Isn't it a pervert? There are not many novels that use perverts as the male protagonist."

"Sun Sun is a little pitiful. I think this author is too cruel. Since he wants to make up for his regrets, why should he emphasize these things with emphasis?"

"Ah, it's another female character. Is this Sister An Shui also the heroine?"

Zhao An never thought that when Tang Wu listened to the story, there were so many questions. Fortunately, Tang Wu's question was more like talking to herself, expressing her thoughts and doubts, waiting for the subsequent story to be answered. It is not necessary for Zhao An to answer immediately, so that the story would continue, and the ending would not be spoiled before it even started.

As he talked about the story, Dongfang revealed the white fish belly, and the morning light slowly climbed over the entire attic. Tang Wu leaned on the rocking chair, curled up lazily on one side, lifted her legs and placed them on the lounge chair. Her charming curves and scattered hair had a erotic temptation of her jade body.

Although the thin pajamas were not translucent, the thinness made people feel that the temptation of her body was unblocked. Knowing that she was going to meet Zhao An, Tang Wu wore a chest tattoo, her body was oblique, making the shoulder straps appear. The sexy sag on her delicate collarbone fluctuated with her breathing. Tang Wu's eyes flashed, and she sighed from time to time as the plot of the story.

"Aunt Tang... It's dawn..." It's mainly because Zhao An's mouth was dry. In the attic, Zhao An could see that the magpies who had woken up early had arrived in the yard and stood there motionless.

"What's the dawn..." Tang Wu woke up in shock, and before she could realize that it had passed for a long time. It was the middle of the night after talking to Zhao An last night, but as soon as he told the story, it was dawn.

"I'm going to go to school later... The main reason is that Qingqing should get up." Zhao An couldn't help but lower his voice.

Thinking of Li Qingge, Tang Wu smiled slightly, listening to his lowered voice, he understood it. It would be better to go down as soon as possible, otherwise she would see herself and Zhao An appear in the attic early in the morning, and maybe she would say something crazy.

"If you have time, you can continue to tell this story." Tang Wu put down her legs, put on her shoes, stood up, and said with unsatisfactory feelings.

"Okay, Aunt Tang, good morning." Zhao An waved.

"It should be good night... I'm going to make up for my sleep anyway." Tang Wu smiled, "If you're sleepy, just take a day off."

"I'm fine." Zhao An shook his head.

The sun was not hot, but it was very transparent. Tang Wu stood up, and the sunlight that fell on her made her skirt seem to be just a shadow covering her body. Zhao An could vaguely see the scene where the underwear between her legs under her nightgown was against the mysterious part of the woman.

Zhao An hurriedly turned his head and said that after taking Baohua Yangshen Pills, his young body was fine. Even though he told the story all night, he still had a mental reaction in the morning.

Zhao An punched a set of punches on the roof.

The sun rises like fire in the east, and the foot of the mountain in the west is like a giant beast. An Yangtze River spans north and south, punches in the wind, and her clothes are stimulating, but she has a bit of the spirit of the No. 1 person in the world.

This is just a feeling, and of course Zhao An would not be so arrogant.

After a set of fists, the blood surging in his body was sank due to the spring light that Tang Wu had leaked in an instant. Zhao An stood there, looking at the exquisite morning light in the Guofu Garden.

It seems to be covered with hazy veils and the thin fog is undulating, but it is a delicate thing that other communities around it do not have. The scenery of Guofu Garden is unique, and the green area is far beyond that of other areas.

Looking further away, you can vaguely see vehicles and pedestrians on the street. Maybe Tan Jiping is hiding in one of the cars.

There is no way to know this. Unless there is a high-magnification telescope, you can observe whether there are suspicious people on the street. Zhao An instinctively thought that Lin Xiaoxian had such a telescope.

However, Zhao An would not borrow such things from Lin Xiaoxian. He could buy them by himself. In addition to those vendors who carry bags to sell so-called Russian military telescopes, there are also good telescopes in the mall, but the price is a little more expensive.

Zhao An was about to go downstairs, but saw Lin Xiaoxian running upstairs.

Lin Xiaoxian is always as lively as a child, full of energy, as if she has no place to vent her energy... Zhao An suspected that she has ADHD.
To be continued...