Pei Chuan said: "Okay, let's go back. I promise you will not forget things, watch the Olympics together tomorrow."

She nodded and went to take the elevator.

Pei Chuan watched her go upstairs before closing her eyes against the wall.

The coldness allowed his inner cavity to cool slowly.

She is not sensible, he can never ignore everything. Beiya needs the future, the only thing he can't afford is the future.

When he got up the next day, Zhao Zhilan saw her daughter always looking back: "Yaoyao, what do you see?"

Bei Yao was only aware of this problem now. No matter how enlightened Zhao Zhilan was, she would not agree with the child's early love. She had to say, "I didn't read anything."

Zhao Zhilan led Bei Jun and said, "I will go back tomorrow. I will buy some specialty products and catch the train at night. Anyway, I can't make this trip in vain."

Men are much more interested in the Olympics. Beili Cai is very happy these days, and even Xiao Beijun is very excited.

When they arrived at the venue, the game started, and Bei Yao still couldn't see Pei Chuan.

Pei Chuan liar! Did he lose himself and disappear again?

The liar in her mouth is still outside the venue.

Pei Chuan had only four tickets, all for Bei Yao. He didn't come to the capital to watch the game, but he didn't worry about her, so he didn't buy the fifth one when he bought the tickets in advance.

He was afraid that she would like the prosperity outside, but he was also afraid that she would care about him badly.

But the hug last night shattered all his plans, he gave everything she wanted.

Pei Chuan was worried.

He didn't have that kind of skill this year, and he could watch the Olympics without a ticket.

He looked down at his watch and it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Zhilan should have brought Bei Yao to the venue.

Pei Chuan raised his eyes and stopped a middle-aged woman: "Hello, can I buy the ticket you have? I have one hundred thousand yuan."

The woman rolled her eyes: "Crazy."

Anyone who came to see the Olympics without a ticket must be a liar. Who will buy a ticket for 100,000 yuan! At the opening ceremony, the highest price was 5,000 yuan.

Pei Chuan knows that this is difficult, just like Zhao Zhilan's difficulty in selling tickets before. If the bid is too high, others think that it is a liar. If the bid is not high, the Olympics are all for preference. Who will sell his heart well?

The big package is difficult to buy, the kind he gave to Zhao Zhilan. The small package is easy to buy, but it has been sold out because of the cheap price.

Pei Chuan looked calm, and asked the next person again.

He didn't know how much he was scolded, and finally an aunt couldn't stand it anymore: "Boy, do you really want to go in?"

"Ok."

"You tell your aunt why."

Pei Chuan lowered his eyes: "I promised...she, want to watch this game with her."

Auntie smiled, "Girlfriend?"

Pei Chuan's eyes are soft: "No, no. It's just that I like her."

Auntie, some pity this young man, such a look, it is impossible to be a liar: "In this way, I only have a small set of tickets for today and tomorrow, and your 100,000 yuan is OK, don't scare me like an old man. Eight hundred dollars, is it not excessive?"

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