Faced with Zhuang Mengdie's tentative question, Qin Yang smiled and did not deny: "Everyone has his own secret, right?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "It seems that you are not as simple as an ordinary student."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I am, but not... how to go?"

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang with beautiful eyes: "Just the section of the riverside outside Mingzhu Square."

Qin Yang nodded: "It's next to the last time we had a midnight snack, right?"

"Um."

Zhuang Mengdie leaned on the chair, her eyes revealing her memories of reminiscence: "In the past, we liked to have midnight snacks there, walk by the river together, and discuss what we encountered..."

Qin Yang hesitated and asked, "Are you still alone now?"

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang with a side face: "Did you ask me why I didn't find another one?"

Qin Yang nodded: "No matter how strong a woman is, she still needs a shoulder to rely on."

Zhuang Mengdie's eyelashes trembled, her eyes drooped, her nose wings gently twitched, and she was silent for a few seconds, and murmured: "Yes, but some things are not something that can be forgotten, nor is it that you can meet just by wanting to meet. Life is not satisfactory."

Sighing softly, Zhuang Mengdie turned her head and looked at the street scene outside the window and said softly: "When I had no money, I tried my best to make money. When I got rich, I found that life was more tiring than before. Although I had better food, dressed well, and drove a good car, I couldn't find the happiness I used to..."

Qin Yang was silent for a few seconds and comforted him: "That's because people are in different positions, want different things, and face differently. Many times, it's not that we are living a life, but that life is pushing us forward."

"...Life is pushing us forward..." Zhuang Mengdie repeated in a low voice, staring at Qin Yang with bright eyes: "You are just a freshman, why do you feel this way?"

Qin Yang's mouth curled up slightly and replied casually: "Now the chicken soup articles on the Internet are becoming more and more common. I have never eaten pork. Have you ever seen a pig run away?"

"Chicken soup article?"

Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile: "A few years ago, those spiritual chicken soup articles were quite meaningful. Now, they are all poisonous chicken soup with private goods. After drinking the chicken soup, you see arsenic. What you said is not like a joke on the Internet."

Qin Yang shrugged: "What if it is?"

Zhuang Mengdie did not argue with Qin Yang. Although she was not old, she was also dealing with people of all kinds. Her vision was indeed not bad. When Qin Yang said this, she obviously felt something from the heart, and it was definitely not just talking about the so-called chicken soup with her mouth.

Zhuang Mengdie was puzzled. Why is Qin Yang so mature and steady, and so full of life insights?

What made him his current personality?

"After Brother Ming is gone, are you the only one who is managing the Dynasty bar?"

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "Yes, the Dynasty bar is the hard work of Brother Ming and me, and it is also the ambition of Brother Ming. He made a bold statement at the beginning and wanted to open the Dynasty bar into the largest and most lively bar in China Sea. He was gone, so I naturally wanted to help him fulfill this wish, just a woman..."

Zhuang Mengdie didn't finish her words, but Qin Yang understood the meaning.

The bar was originally a place where fish and dragons were mixed, and there were a lot of troubles. There were many places where dealing with each other. Zhuang Mengdie, a woman, would probably be very difficult to deal with, even if she was capable, she would probably have difficulty, especially because she was so beautiful and charming and seductive. I believe that there should be many people who have ideas about her.

Qin Yang didn't say much. Everyone has the right to choose their own life. Similarly, if you choose such a life, you have to bear the negatives of such a life.

If Zhuang Mengdie could let go and sell her dynasty bar, she would probably have chosen a different life, just for the sake of Ming Ge's wishes, she was unwilling to do so, and she was still working hard to support her.

"When Brother Ming was there, he naturally had a passion, but he was gone. I think he cared more about you. No matter how big the imperial bar was, it had nothing to do with him. But you were not doing well. I think no matter where he was, I would be worried about it."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, her eyes filled with a smile: "You are not old, but your mood is too mature. You are also very comfortable with comforting people. Have you comforted girls a lot?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I have never comforted girls much. I am just thinking from the perspective of others and putting my heart in my heart."

Zhuang Mengdie bit her lip and said softly: "I understand the truth, but if I can still walk and hold on, I still want to give it a try, otherwise, what will I do alone?"

"Although I can't starve to death even if I don't work in a bar now, I have to do something when I live, otherwise life will be extremely empty and I will not feel at all..."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly showed a little self-deprecating: "People are actually quite cheap. When they are busy and tired, they always hope to do nothing and play easily, but when they really do nothing, they feel empty and uneasy when they play like this..."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "The meaning of human existence lies in reflecting one's own value. A life without value will even despise oneself."

“Yes, yes!”

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes lit up: "That's what it means, but it's so tiring to realize his own value."

The two chatted all the way, and the car quickly arrived at the riverside outside Mingzhu Square. Qin Yang parked the car, and then the two got out.

There are some sand mining boats working on the riverside during the day, and a cement road has been built, extending along the riverside.

Qin Yang accompanied Zhuang Mengdie along the cement road, and then walked to the end of the cement road by the river. Zhuang Mengdie did not stop, but stepped on the pebbles by the river and continued to move forward.

There are only two lamps hanging on the iron frame by the river. The lights are dim, but Zhuang Mengdie is in high spirits and walks on the slippery pebbles, like a cheerful girl.

Qin Yang looked at Zhuang Mengdie's appearance and sighed in his heart. Perhaps only in this place full of memories can Zhuang Mengdie let go of the burden in her heart, put down her disguise, and reveal her true self.

On a raised stone by the river, Zhuang Mengdie climbed up, then sat down, and opened the small bag.

"I want to smoke a cigarette, do you smoke?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "You smoke, I rarely smoke."

"Well, I rarely smoke, no more than three pills a day. I used to be addicted to smoking, but later I promised Brother Ming that I would not more than three pills a day. Gradually, I got used to it..."
Chapter completed!