Seven years later.

Habits are really scary things.

In the past seven years, Song Zhenghui, who used to be naughty, noisy, and fun-loving, has become accustomed to living alone, being alone, and going alone.

Since running out that day, Song Zhenghui has been hiding in Yang Yumeng's house in order to escape from Qiu Yiqing and them, and he didn't really leave City A until he got the admission letter.

Except for Yang Yumeng and the school teacher, no one would know that she actually gave up Shanghai and went to Yanjing. After all, one person can help you get tired of a city.

"Seven cubs, what do you want, you are really amazing, you can get it after four years of bachelor's and master's studies, you see you have been working for three years, and I am still studying for a master's degree, I am really envious. Yang Yumeng looked at Song Zhenghui, who was contemplative, and shook his hand.

Song Zhenghui: "I'm going to Shanghai next week. ”

The breeze came slowly, blowing her hair, and her misty eyes looked into the distance, as if reluctant and sad.

"Ah, how do you want to go to Shanghai. Qiu Yiqing is also in Shanghai" suddenly felt that he had said the wrong thing, and secretly glanced at Song Zhenghui with a flattering smile: "Seven cubs, Shanghai is very good, I will go to play with you every week when the time comes." Besides, such a big city, so many people, it's hard to meet, you can rest assured. ”

Song Zhenghui aimlessly played with the straw in his hand and replied lightly: "The person in charge of the branch is called Qiu Yiqing." ”

"Ah?!This is too coincidental, is it the same name?" Yang Yumeng felt that a person like Song Zhenghui who became a director in such a short time was already very good. However, Qiu Yiqing doesn't seem to be bad, will it really be him? "Then can you not go? It's a big deal, you're so good, it's definitely okay. ”

"It's okay, what should come will come, it's he who owes me, I want to open after hiding for so many years. Song Zhenghui straightened the broken hair in front of his forehead, as if he remembered something, and picked up the bag on the side. "Xiaomeng, I still have something to do, let's go first, you can go to the movies later." With that, he got up and walked out.

After seven years of self-discipline, Song Zhenghui has changed from a fat man in high school to a slender and graceful beauty. Today, she is wearing an off-white dress, which sets off her originally fair skin even more white and tender, and with that black curly hair, there is an indescribable charming charm.

Yang Yumeng looked at Song Zhenghui's back and sighed silently: "The figure of the seven cubs is really good, the front is convex and backward, I am in love with a woman." ”

Song Zhenghui actually doesn't like to wear high heels, even if the shoes don't follow the feet, they still clatter. However, I need to go to work, so I can only bite the bullet. Anyone who wears high heels knows that even if they wear them for a long time and wear out the cocoon, there will always be new places on the feet that are worn out.

As soon as she walked outside the door, Song Zhenghui felt that her feet hurt, so she limped to the wall, leaned against the wall and took off her shoes to check the wound. A transparent blister can be seen under the sole of the left foot, which does not fit in with the rest of the skin on the sole of the foot.

"Hey, no one can stop the water when it comes. With his bare left foot on his shoe, he leaned against the wall and silently took out his mobile phone to request a ride.

"Hi, hello, can I help you?" Song Zhenghui, who was lowering his head, saw that there was an extra person in front of him.

Raised his head vigilantly: "No, thank you." ”

The boy opposite looked at twenty-five or sixteen, and the height of about 180 seemed to be a little petite, with a sincere smile on her fair face, and pointed to Song Zhenghui's feet, "Don't get me wrong, I'm the clerk of the whole family on the side, and when I saw you standing by the door for a while, I wanted to ask if there was anything I needed help with." ”

Song Zhenghui glanced back, only to realize that he was indeed standing on the edge of the store, and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, otherwise, can you help me get a band-aid?" ”

"It's okay, I'll buy it for you first. After saying that, he ran in

In less than a minute, he walked out with a box of Band-Aids. "Hello, this is for you, I hope it helps you. ”

Song Zhenghui: "Thank you, add WeChat, I'll give you the money." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and scanned it.

He scratched his head, his dark and deep eyes hid a little shyness, slowly took out his mobile phone, and quickly passed the verification.

At this time, the online car-hailing also arrived, Song Zhenghui rushed to the meeting, hurriedly thanked him and got into the car, leaving him to stop and watch quietly.

"Ding-" WeChat prompt: Hello, my name is Song Zhenghui. How much was a Band-Aid just now?

His hands quickly roamed the keyboard Editor: Hello, my name is Li Yuzhe, and I am honored to meet you. Even if you get the money for Band-Aids, you girls are also very hard, your feet are worn out and you have to wear high heels.

Song Zhenghui in the car said to herself: "The little boy is really funny now, is this a flirtatious girl?" This tone, as if she is not a little girl, she is only 25 years old, but her heart is calm like a pool of stagnant water...

After thinking about it for a while, I replied thank you and transferred 100 yuan.