At this time, Aunt Wang came over, "It's you two little girls again, and you want two bowls of wife noodles?"

Aunt Wang smiled with a loving face.

Because Ren Mengxin is a frequent customer of the noodle restaurant, and occasionally pulls Mu Xue to dye, Aunt Wang remembers these two handsome little girls.

"That's right, Aunt Wang. Ren Mengxin nodded.

"A bowl without green onions and coriander. ”

"A bowl without green onions and coriander. ”

Aunt Wang and Ren Mengxin said at the same time, and as soon as the words fell, both of them laughed.

And Zhao Cheng, who was on the other side, looked at Ren Mengxin's bright and hearty and unpretentious smile, and he was a little distracted.

...

"Chengzi, eat quickly. The boy who was sitting next to Zhao Cheng and had dark skin said: "After eating, hurry back to the dormitory and sleep, Lao Tzu is going to die." ”

“......”

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, his eyes turned around, and he cleaned up the remaining noodles in the bowl in two mouthfuls, took another sip of soup, got up and said, "Let's go." ”

"Huh, so fast?" the boy also picked up the bowl and took a big sip of soup, getting up to keep up with Zhao Cheng's pace.

Waiting for the waiter to clean up the tableware opposite, Ren Mengxin took a bite of noodles, chewed and swallowed with a satisfied face, and then sat opposite Mu Xueran with a bowl.

"Yukizome, who was that boy just now? As far as you said was a friend, I always felt a little familiar. ”

Mu Xue said lightly: "Duan Hanyu's good brother. ”

"Duan Hanyu, that rich second generation, and Tong Xiaobei for a while?" Ren Mengxin then remembered that when he received the book after military training, he had seen the boy just now, and there was another time when Duan Hanyu blocked their way, and he was also present.

"Hmm. Mu Xueran nodded.

......

After lunch, the two went back to the library and rested on the table.

It didn't take long for Mu Xueran's mobile phone to vibrate, showing that it was the landline of the old mansion.

Sliding away from the call, Mu Xueran whispered into the microphone: "Wait a minute." ”

As he spoke, he walked out.

Gently closing the door of the reading room, Mu Xueran walked to the corridor window and said softly, "Hey?"

"Dye girl, I'm grandpa. ”

"Well, grandpa, what's the matter with your call?"

Hearing this, the old man pretended to complain: "You girl, grandpa can't call you if you're fine?"

Mu Xueran chuckled, "Of course you can." ”

"Have you had lunch?"

"Well, have you eaten it, has grandpa eaten it?"

"Grandpa has also eaten, isn't the dyeing girl at home?"

"No, Grandpa, I'm in the library. ”

"That's it, dyeing girl, you haven't come to see grandpa for a long time, do you have time lately? Grandpa just got a calligraphy and painting two days ago, and I want to discuss it with you. ”

"Yes, I told Emperor Jiuxiao yesterday that I would go back to the old mansion tomorrow, and I wanted to call you again in the evening, but I didn't expect you to call. ”

On the other end of the phone, the old man laughed heartily, "Okay, then grandpa asked Zhang's mother to go buy ingredients early in the morning, what do you want to eat?"

Mu Xueran also smiled, pretending to think: "Kung Pao shrimp balls, seafood gnocchi soup and... Black pepper beef tenderloin. ”

"The last dish is for Xiao Jiu. ”

"Well, Emperor Jiuxiao likes to eat beef. ”

"Okay, I'll tell Zhang's mother in a while, then grandpa won't bother you studying. ”

"Grandpa, see you tomorrow. ”

"Hey, dyeing girl, see you tomorrow. ”

...

Back in her seat, Mu Xueran picked up the Mao Xuan textbook and continued to read it.

It wasn't until Emperor Jiuxiao called her after work that Mu Xueran packed her schoolbag and went out of the library with Ren Mengxin.

"Mengxin, are you walking outside the school or on campus, do you want to give you a ride?" asked Mu Xueran.

Ren Mengxin waved his hand and said, "No, no, I walked from the overpass from the school to buy something to eat." ”

Mu Xueran nodded, "Well, then I'll keep leaving, bye-bye." ”

"Bye-bye~"

...

At the gate of the school, Emperor Jiuxiao was already waiting, and the two went back to the apartment together.

Emperor Jiuxiao went to the kitchen to cook, Mu Xueran suddenly thought of the call from the old man of the emperor, and ran to the door of the kitchen "Tengteng", lying on the wall, poking out his little head.

"Emperor Jiuxiao, grandpa called me in the afternoon, and he just wanted us to come over tomorrow morning. ”

"Hmm. Emperor Jiuxiao nodded, brought him a plate of cut apples, and said softly, "Let's eat some fruit first." ”

Mu Xueran took it with a smile, picked up a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth, "Mr. Emperor, it's hard work." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went to the living room with the plate.

Behind him, Emperor Jiuxiao felt that the apples he bought this time were particularly sweet.

......

Kyotda, off the flyover, is a fruit shop.

Zhao Cheng and his roommate, who was a little dark, didn't know what they were chatting about, and slowly descended the steps.

"Hey, Seiko, what are you looking at?" asked the somewhat dark roommate.

Following Zhao Cheng's gaze, he only saw a girl.

Visually just over 1.6 meters, wearing beige short sleeves and blue denim bib pants, with a regular ponytail, because she was with her head down, the ends of her hair were just swept to her neck.

"Isn't that the girl who sat across from us at lunchtime?"

Hearing the sound, Zhao Cheng retracted his gaze and looked at his roommate lightly, with a hint of threat in his eyes, and said, "Don't beat her idea." ”

"Well, I didn't have the idea to beat her. "Some of the black roommates are half a beat slower in their thinking.

Two seconds later, the roommate was a little surprised and said, "Chengzi, you shouldn't be a crush on someone." ”

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, "No?"

"Okay, okay, of course. Some black roommates put their arms around Zhao Cheng's shoulders, patted them, and said, "Do you want your buddy to help you ask for her contact information?"

Zhao Cheng thought, I'm afraid it's not good to be so blatant, and before he refused, the roommate jumped down the steps in two steps and walked straight to Ren Mengxin.

"Hey......" Zhao Cheng wanted to pull his roommate back, raised his foot and took a step forward, and took it back.

In front of the fruit stand, Ren Mengxin was picking a mango, and suddenly her left shoulder was gently patted.

"Classmates. ”

Ren Mengxin turned her head to look at the boy who was a little dark in front of her, "It's you, what's the matter?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"......" Ren Mengxin raised her eyes and looked at him for three seconds, and said, "No." ”

"That's right, can I ask for your contact information?" asked the somewhat dark boy tentatively.

Ren Mengxin frowned slightly and stared at him inquiringly.

His gaze was clear, and it didn't disgust her.

But for people she doesn't know, Ren Mengxin won't just give her contact information to the other party, and she refused lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

"Well, excuse me. After speaking, the somewhat dark boy turned around and shrugged towards Zhao Cheng.

Ren Mengxin took another mango and put it in her handbag and handed it to the boss to weigh it.

Turning his head to straighten his ponytail, he caught a glimpse of the dark boy walking behind her, holding his arm around the shoulders of a tall boy.

Because she was blocked by the somewhat dark boy, Ren Mengxin didn't see the appearance of the tall boy, but judging from the clothes, it should be the boy sitting opposite them at noon.

Retracting her gaze, Ren Mengxin didn't take what she had just done to heart.

After paying, Ren Mengxin walked to the dormitory building with the fruit, and the two boys just now had already walked to the corner in front.

And when she also turned the corner, she could still see the two boys in front of her, and the distance between them and her was closer than before.

Ren Mengxin had the illusion that the two boys were deliberately slowing down and waiting for themselves.

With a chuckle, Ren Mengxin shook her head and threw the idea out.