The down-and-out daughter running a stall VS the noble returning young master
As soon as Zhou Zhou got off the plane, he drove his conspicuous Maserati like crazy and stepped on the accelerator to speed towards this corner of the city.
He was really excited. He had just returned home and found out about his first love, that superior young lady. Miss Fu Ze'an, who dreams of being a pianist, now sells fried rice at a stall in the west of the city.
Zhou Zhou admitted that he had an inexplicable sense of superiority.
"Fu Ze'an, have you fallen into such a horrible state now?" Zhou Zhou looked at the woman beside him with disgust at the woman who was turning the big wok with her left hand.
"What do you know? As long as you create it with your own hands, it's better than a prodigal young man like you." Fu Ze'an lit a cigarette.
"When did you learn to smoke? Wasn't your mother the most annoyed by people like this before?" Zhou Zhou frowned.
"Mr. Zhou, there are two things in the world. Do you know what they are?"
"What?"
"The first one is none of your business. If you don't want to eat fried rice, stay away. Don't be an eyesore in front of my stall."
"You..."
"The second type is none of my business. If you, Mr. Zhou, come here today just to show off to me how wonderful your life is and how miserable my life is, Fu Ze'an. Then I just want to tell you that even if you stand here today and buy the whole city, it has nothing to do with me. And if I smoke here until my lungs rot, it has nothing to do with you Zhou Zhou."
Zhou Zhou almost fainted from her smoke ring.
Another night, a drunk Fu Ze'an was enjoying the breeze by the river. Zhou Zhou was by the side for fear that she would fall into the river. The evening breeze blew her neat short hair, and Fu Ze'an looked back at him with a smile, his eyes slightly red.
"Zhou Zhou, your life is a wilderness, and my life is also a wilderness, but yours has bright sunshine and grass. My wilderness, even if there are rocks. That is also my wilderness, and that is the life I should live. Zhou Zhou, stop pestering me, go live your wilderness life."
Then Zhou Zhou searched all over Dali and finally found Fu Ze'an in a small town under the snow-capped mountains. Fu Ze'an had grown long hair.
Fu Ze'an looked at Zhou Zhou with some kind of emotion mixed in his eyes.
"Do you want to eat fried rice?"
This was their first sentence in Dali.
Purpose: Live well every day