Brilliant Years 1991

Chapter 50: The Lucky Cat Knows Nothing (Please Read!)
Hu Zihong put on beautiful makeup today.

In fact, she wears makeup every day, but today she wants to look more deliberate and overly refined.

I don't know why, but Cao Yukun's impression is that the girls he knew in his previous life, or his sisters-in-law, all dressed up to make themselves look younger. But in the past six months since he came through the time travel, he found that girls nowadays seem to be more keen on making themselves look more mature.

Even if someone like Huang Jiaying doesn't wear makeup, and someone like Song Yuqian doesn't wear makeup at all, but one of them is just in her early twenties, and the other is even seventeen or eighteen years old. When they go out to meet people or work, they are always used to dressing themselves more maturely - but they just look young!

In fact, Hu Zihong is not that old...

She just seemed to have experienced too many things, so she didn't allow herself to get younger.

"Congratulations, Mr. Kun! It must have gone up significantly!"

It was a little after ten in the morning, and breakfast and lunch were not available. The people who were watching the market had not returned yet. There was not even a single table of customers in Ah Hong Tea Restaurant. Hu Zihong looked up and saw Cao Yukun walking in. Hu Zihong smiled and clapped her hands cutely, "Congratulations, President Kun! Congratulations, President Kun!"

Cao Yukun laughed and walked to the counter, "Let's go? Let's buy you a lucky cat!"

She was very happy, "Okay!", greeted her clerk twice, and came out from the counter, but suddenly, Cao Yukun's hand reached out to her, and she froze for a moment. Cao Yukun's fingers carefully wiped a little powder from the corner of her lips. She was startled, and quickly turned back, took out a small mirror from the counter, looked at herself again, turned her head, and smiled shyly, "What was that just now?"

Cao Yukun laughed again, "Nothing!", then waved, "Let's go! It's already beautiful!"

But she still took pictures again and again without confidence, but she couldn't find anything. Then she came out. As soon as she walked out of the store, she immediately put her arm around Cao Yukun's arm and said, "There's a street nearby that's full of little things like this. Let's go there and take a look?"

Cao Yukun agreed immediately.

So I accompanied her shopping—and soon there was more than just one lucky cat.

It seems that giving bags is not popular these days, let alone paper bags, there are not even any plastic bags. You have to carry whatever you buy yourself. So in just an hour, even Cao Yukun's pockets were filled with all kinds of strange little things - hairpins, No. 5 batteries, socks, pearl earrings, and luminous balls.

I also have to hold a lucky cat that is about forty or fifty centimeters tall in my arms.

She was walking in front.

The enchanting steps and the clicking sound of her stiletto heels.

Cao Yukun followed behind, and when she stopped and asked for her opinion, Cao Yukun would say, "Very good!"

So I bought it.

There is a wonton stall at the corner. A middle-aged couple set up a stall on the roadside. The aroma is strong. At noon, many people sit at the stall and eat a bowl of wontons.

So the two of them sat down to rest their feet and ordered two bowls of wontons.

In the end, she only ate five or six and then stopped. Cao Yukun simply cleared out everything in her bowl.

As they were walking back leisurely, she suddenly asked, "You still owe me a story as agreed that day. Can you tell me about it together? Have you finished writing it?"

Cao Yukun laughed and said, "Everything I said is true. I didn't make it up."

She suddenly stopped and looked up with a pair of clear eyes, "What I said is true."

Cao Yukun raised his hand and stroked her face with his thumb. He couldn't help but pinch it gently. It was soft, smooth, delicate and tender. "Where do you live?"

She smiled shyly and slapped Cao Yukun's hand away, "Where I live has nothing to do with you!" Then she emphasized, "I mean, the things I said about myself that day were all true."

Cao Yukun nodded, "I know! I already know! Now I just want to know where you live!"

She just stared at Cao Yukun with a half-smile on her face, but her face turned red unconsciously. Suddenly, at some point, she seemed unable to bear it anymore, and turned her eyes away, stamping her feet in anger, "Why do you ask such a direct question!" But soon, without waiting for Cao Yukun to answer, her eyes turned back on their own, her face seemed to be red, a faint red, as if she was laughing out of anger, "Go back by yourself! I'm angry! I'm going home!" After saying that, she turned around and left without even looking at Cao Yukun.

Cao Yukun followed him directly.

She lives in a nearby residential building.

It looks like a residential compound for the staff of some bureau. The building is quite old, but the construction quality seems to be good and the interior maintenance is also okay. However, once you open the door and see the inside, you can see that the house is very small.

She walked in and changed her shoes at the door, as if she didn't know there was a man following her. After changing her shoes, she turned around to close the door, and Cao Yukun squeezed in with the lucky cat in his arms, "Cat! Cat! It's crushed!"

She burst out laughing, but finally softened her grip and let him squeeze in.

Cao Yukun took off his shoes and went in wearing socks. He placed the fortune cat on the small wooden table in the middle of the small living room. Immediately, the cat's paws began to shake again and again.

However, when he emptied his pockets, he turned around and found that Hu Zihong was still standing at the door, covering his face with his hands, motionless.

Cao Yukun walked over and looked at her.

She didn't let go and continued to cover it, but she burst out laughing.

Cao Yukun stretched out his arms and gently held her in his arms - this time, she was very obedient and had no intention of struggling or resisting at all.

Then Cao Yukun gently peeled her hands away and kissed her tenderly on the face.

She uttered a huff, then burst out laughing. Immediately afterwards, she sighed, and it was hard to tell whether it was anger, emotion, or helplessness in her voice. "I never thought that one day, I would dare to bring a man back to my home!"

She looked up and their eyes met.

That face was as white as a cloud of powder, and the look in those eyes was inexplicably complex.

She raised her hand and touched Cao Yukun's face. "Is your name really Cao Yukun?"

"real."

"Don't lie to me?"

"Do not lie to you."

"You look so good-looking."

"I know."

She pursed her lips and smiled, then suddenly pushed Cao Yukun away, half turned to face the wall, unbuttoned the big buttons of her windbreaker in a few seconds, took it off and hung it up, then held out her hand, "Take off your coat? It's still warm in my room, not cold!"

Cao Yukun smiled, went over and picked her up, which scared her, then he laughed again, and said in a low voice, "You really are... You dead man, can't you be a little more romantic?"

"I'm starving, how can there be any romance! ... Which one is the bedroom?"

In fact, before Hu Zihong answered, he had already seen it - the house was too small, and the total area was probably only about 40 square meters. The bedroom was also pitifully small, and there was almost no space for anything except a bed.

He carried the woman in his arms into the bedroom, then kicked the door shut.

There was soon a commotion in the room, followed by the woman's low laughter and curses.

But suddenly, at some point, all the noises stopped, and then a man's voice came out, "Fuck! Is this your first time?"

"Why? Otherwise? What do you mean?"

"Nothing! I just... didn't expect it!"

"Who do you think I am? Can just anyone come to my house?"

"It doesn't mean that!"

"Get out of here! Get out!"

But the next moment, the man didn't say anything, but the woman's "Ouch" was heard, and she stopped talking immediately. Then a creaking sound began to sound, from slow to fast.

In the small living room outside the door, the lucky cat knew nothing. It just swayed there, as if it would never stop.

(End of this chapter)