But he remained silent, and even responded a little harshly: "You only found out now, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Ding Dong knew that he had always been arrogant and vicious, and even when he was happy, he had a faint look on his face, so he didn't take it to heart, but just said to himself: "Do you have a lot of people chasing you?"

This question made his hand move for a moment, he didn't answer immediately, just finished typing the rest of the words, then put down the phone, turned his head to look at her, and said in a tone that was not happy or angry: "I can think that you are jealous?"

"It's good if you're happy. Ding Dong was serious, "You haven't answered me yet, have you always had a lot of suitors?"

"It's fine. He said lightly, the expression on his face no matter how he looked at it.

"Fortunately, what is the answer......" Ding Dong muttered in a low voice, frowning his mouth.

"What about you?" Feng Chengyu asked rhetorically, "Is anyone chasing you?"

"Yes, aren't you?" Ding Dong was interested, and looked at him with a smile on his face, "You have a lot of people chasing you, and you come to chase me again, rounding up, I can be regarded as having a lot of people chasing!"

Feng Chengyu listened quietly to her illogical remarks, a fleeting doting flashed in his dark eyes, and he still said unforgivingly: "The ability to deceive oneself is perfect." ”

Ding Dong ignored his ridicule, and was still immersed in his baseless Ding logic, and his heart was almost bubbling.

Maybe it's vanity, she thought.

"I forgot to ask you, when did you start liking me?" As if suddenly remembering something, Ding Dong pestered him with great interest and kept asking.

Feng Chengyu was a little stunned.

When?

Specifically, he didn't know.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Probably ...... The day you gave me my scarf. ”

Standing in the snow that day, she carried a delicate plastic gift bag with a big red scarf bulging inside.

In the snowflakes in the sky, her face was red from the cold, but the gaze that looked at him was warm and sincere.

The moment she handed it over, he suddenly had the illusion that he seemed to see the scorching winter sun. It was obviously a cold winter, but the warmth that was hard to ignore spread from the heart along the blood vessels to the limbs.

That was his first love for her.

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Since the last time that man helped her pay the rent, Ding Dong has always remembered this matter in his heart.

She thought that he had helped her so much, and if we met again, she would definitely thank him.

But City A is so big, and it is a first-tier city, with a population of tens of millions, she doesn't know his name, nor does she know his phone number or address, and the chance of meeting him by chance is very small.

And she doesn't have much money, so what if they do? Would you say 10,000 words of thanks to him?

It just so happened that there was a trend of knitting scarves in the class at that time, and many girls bought wool and knitting needles, and secretly knitted scarves during class time, most of which were given to their boyfriends.

Ding Dong has seen their finished products, the styles are very simple, they are all monochrome scarves, but there are various weaving methods: ingots, thread needles, oblique weaving...... Each one is beautifully woven.

The soft scarf was comfortable and warm to the touch, Ding Dong thought, why not weave a scarf for him?

Ding Dong bought wool and knitting needles, found the best girl in the class to learn the art, and asked her to teach herself to knit scarves in exchange for helping her write a week's homework.

Ding Dong is not skillful, he stumbled and stumbled, and the first point was dismantled several times before he was slightly satisfied.

She joined the army of weaving scarves, knitting in class and knitting, and occasionally saw the girl in front of her in a hurry like herself, and the two could still look at each other and smile.

The third year of high school was very nervous, and sometimes when she met a teacher who was very strict in class, she had to put away her careful thinking and listen carefully to the class.

Another time in the middle, she was almost discovered by the teacher, but fortunately, she was clever and pretended to bend down to pick up the eraser, so she escaped.

In the end, it took about a week for her scarf to be woven.

The color of bright red, festive. She also saw a lot of boys wearing red scarves outside the school, which was not inconsistent at all.

She didn't think much about it, she just thought he was so good-looking, and the scarf matched well no matter what color he was.

And this year's winter is so cold, it will be a little warmer when you see red.

The scarf was still knitted, and she put it into the gift bag beautifully, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

It had been woven with all her painstaking efforts, and she had spent countless days and nights forgetting to sleep and eat, and she thought he would like it.

But when she finished weaving, she remembered that she didn't know how to send it out.

The first few times they had met by chance, between 10 million people, what was the chance of two people meeting unexpectedly? She couldn't always be so lucky.

She went aimlessly to the place where he had been, the hotel where he had lost his wallet. She waited there for three hours every day after school, and she had to go back to her homework.

She thought that the hard work paid off, and as long as she was patient, he would definitely appear.

But maybe God was teasing her, she waited for three whole weeks, and he didn't show up.

For three weeks, winter was almost over.

She was a little frustrated, thinking to herself that if he didn't show up again, she would wear the scarf herself.

On the twenty-second day, she was going to go one last time, and if he didn't come, she wouldn't wait.

It was snowing heavily that day, and the temperature was cooler than usual. She stood in the snow for a long time, shivering from the cold, so she had to go to the convenience store next door to buy a hot dog and look around while eating, for fear that she would miss him.

She had a hunch that he would definitely show up.

As if sensing her call, a black sedan stopped in front of the hotel when it was completely dark.

The back door opened, and he got out of the car on his long legs.

Ding Dong was swallowing the last bite of the hot dog, and with the little heat left, she threw the bamboo stick into the trash can on the side, and turned around to see him standing in front of her.

He is still tall and handsome, and he has not changed in the slightest after not seeing him for a month, as noble and cold as when the two first met.

Ding Dong blinked, thinking that he was too eager to see him, so he hallucinated.

The two looked at each other face to face for a long time, and Feng Chengyu opened his mouth first: "What are you doing here?"

The voice is cold and hard, just like in my impression.

Only then did she realize that it was really him.

Ecstasy welled up in her heart, and she hurriedly replied, "Wait for you." ”

After that, without waiting for him to speak again, she smiled and handed over the pink gift bag in her hand, her voice was loud, and her tone was extremely proud: "This is a gift for you!"