Chapter 200

Ding zhe suddenly wants to get married. This year, he is 28 years old. A few days ago, he participated in a university classmate meeting. All the 18 students attending the meeting, except that he is single, are married and have children. In the past, he was not worried about his unmarried, but this year he suddenly became a little anxious. He once suspected that he might not find a suitable partner in his life.

Ding Zhe is a very picky person in marriage. If he can't meet the girl he wants, he would rather be single all his life than lower the standard of mate selection for marriage.

Tonight, he suddenly met Wu Xiaofeng and was fascinated by her. He thinks: Wu Xiaofeng is the ideal wife he misses so much. She is lively, generous, talkative, has a higher education degree, and her family is also good. He thinks: marrying Wu Xiaofeng can also get the consent of parents and relatives.

"Brother Ding, I met you tonight. Is it a blessing or a curse?" Wu Xiaofeng asked softly.

"Xiaofeng sister, it should be fu." Ding zhe replied.

"Brother Ding, I am a very single-minded person, so I also ask the other party to be very single-minded. Can you understand?" Wu Xiaofeng asked.

"Sister Xiaofeng, I think the same as you. Of course I can understand." Ding zhe replied.

"Brother Ding, if you agree to talk to me about friends, you are not allowed to associate with other women. Can you do that?" Wu Xiaofeng asked seriously.

"Sister Feng, how can I step on two boats? I can't swim. I'll drown if I fall into the water. " Ding zhe answered humorously.

"Brother Ding, if you step on two boats, you will fall into the water. At that time, no one will save you." Wu Xiaofeng said coldly.

Wu Xiaofeng's words were so cold that Ding zhe felt a cold war. Suddenly, Zhang Ting appeared in his mind.

A year ago, Ding zhe met Zhang Ting.

Ding zhe passes Zhang Ting's newsstand at work and after work, and occasionally buys a newspaper. But Ding zhe never spoke to Zhang Ting.

That morning, when Ding zhe was at work, he passed Zhang Ting's newsstand. He saw Zhang Ting lying on the newspaper. He seemed to be ill.

Ding zhe went over and asked, "are you uncomfortable?"

Zhang Ting raised her head and said weakly, "I... my head hurts."

Ding zhe found that Zhang Ting's face was red. At a glance, he knew that she had a high fever. So Ding zhe asked, "shall I take you to the hospital?"

"Thank you. It doesn't matter. I'll just lie down and have a rest." Zhang Ting said.

Seeing that Zhang Ting refused to go to the hospital, Ding zhe ran to a nearby drugstore and bought her two boxes of cold medicine.

Ding zhe handed the medicine to Zhang Ting and said, "take the medicine quickly."

Ding zhe ran out to see Zhang Ting on his way to work.

"Still burning?" Ding zhe asked.

"It seems that the fever has gone away. I feel much more comfortable now. Thank you." Zhang Ting said gratefully.

Ding zhe was relieved when he saw that Zhang Ting's face was much better.

At noon, Ding zhe specially bought a bowl of noodles from the canteen and sent it to Zhang Ting's newsstand. Previously, when Ding zhe went shopping after lunch, he saw Zhang Ting eating a cold meal brought from home.

"Thank you." Zhang Ting looked at Ding zhe gratefully.

In this way, Ding Zhe and Zhang Ting met.

In a year, Ding zhe would say hello to Zhang Ting whenever he met her. When Ding zhe knew that Zhang Ting's mother was ill, he helped to contact for treatment many times.

Ding Zhe's feelings for Zhang Ting are a little unclear. He has a good impression of Zhang Ting. When he contacts Zhang Ting, he feels soft and warm.

Ding zhe thought: Zhang Ting and I are just friends of the opposite sex, not real boyfriend and girlfriend.

Ding zhe was relieved to think of this. Because he felt that even if he came and went with Zhang Ting, he was only a friendship between friends, not stepping on two boats.

Ding zhe said firmly, "sister Xiaofeng, I dare not say anything else. At least, I believe in my character. Now that I've made friends with you, I won't go out with other women. "

"I hope we can both prove our character with practical actions." Wu Xiaofeng said.

Wu Xiaofeng really didn't talk about her boyfriend because she was too picky. In high school and college, many boys pursued her, but she didn't like any of them.

In college, there was a handsome young man who almost moved Wu Xiaofeng. The young man is 1.82 meters tall and is the center of the school basketball team. Wu Xiaofeng has seen several ball games and is very interested in his heroism on the court.

One day, just after a ball game, the young man hit 20 shots. Wu Xiaofeng ran to his dormitory to congratulate him. As soon as I entered the dormitory, I was choked by a foul smell.

Wu Xiaofeng covered his nose and asked, "where's the smell?"

The center said with embarrassment, "I'm sweaty feet, hey..."

Wu Xiaofeng ran out of the dormitory with his nose covered and thought: if I live with him all my life, wouldn't I be smoked into a garlic nose.

Since then, Wu Xiaofeng has never been with the center again. Fortunately, the center has a girl's pursuit, so he didn't pester Wu Xiaofeng.

At the moment, Wu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered the center's smelly feet. She asked anxiously, "brother Ding, what's the matter with you? Tell me frankly. "“ What's wrong? " Ding zhe was stunned“ Yes, for example: smelly feet or something. "“ Oh, my feet don't smell at all. But there are some small problems. " Ding zhe said thoughtfully“ What's the problem? " Wu Xiaofeng's heart hung up. Thought: if he has any problems that he can't accept, he'll be in trouble“ I sometimes talk in my sleep. " Ding zhe said“ It's not a problem for everyone to talk in their dreams. Don't you have the problem of sleepwalking? "“ No, I don't sleepwalk. " Ding zhe said quickly“ That's good. What's wrong with it? "“ When I think about problems, I like to tap the table with my fingers. " Ding zhe said“ Is it loud? " Wu Xiaofeng asked“ No sound. "“ It doesn't matter. " Wu Xiaofeng was relieved“ I... I fart sometimes. " Ding zhe said shyly“ Everyone shit and fart. What's wrong with that? " Wu Xiaofeng said angrily“ I don't like talking sometimes. " Ding zhe tried his best to find his own problems“ You are a little introverted and naturally speak less, as long as you are not mute. You say less and I say more. Otherwise, both of them are talkative and will cause contradictions. " Wu Xiaofeng smiled, looked at Ding Zhe and said, "I find you have another problem."“ What's the matter? " Ding zhe asked anxiously. Thought: is it because Wu Xiaofeng is not satisfied with me“ You are so shy, like an aunt. " Wu Xiaofeng skimmed his mouth“ Hey, when I was a child, my relatives and friends said I looked like a little girl. Sister Xiaofeng, do you think I lack masculinity? " Ding Zhe's heart hung in mid air“ This is good. We're in reverse. When I was a child, my relatives and friends said I looked like a boy, so I had a nickname: tomboy. " Wu Xiaofeng thought: a fake aunt and a fake boy, we really match each other. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.