After eating the noodles, Song Xiangran walked into the kitchen with an empty bowl and found that there were no Fang Qingming's chopsticks on the table, and sure enough, Fang Qingming just made a bowl of noodles for himself in a hurry, and he didn't care about eating.

Song Xiangran smiled helplessly and shook his head, then washed the dishes, chopsticks and pots, because it was only for one person, so it was quickly washed.

After washing the dishes, Song Xiangran returned to the living room.

The four-bedroom house is only Song Xiangran alone at this moment, and it seems more and more empty.

After going around the whole house again and again, Song Xiangran returned to the master bedroom again, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and began to be in a daze.

In fact, even if Fang Qingming lives with him in the future, it is estimated that Song Xiangran will often feel this kind of reluctance, after all, at least half of her career is spent at home writing.

Thinking of the existence of Fang Qingming in his future life, Song Xiangran was very happy, although Fang Qingming is now going out on a mission, but Fang Qingming said that he would come back before the wedding, since Fang Qingming said so, he would definitely do it.

The more he thought about it, the more worried Song Xiangran felt a lot less.

Suddenly, the landline in the living room rang, Song Xiangran was stunned, at this time, who would call her?

So, Song Xiangran walked to the living room and picked up the phone slowly.

"Hello, may I ask what ......" Song Xiangran was interrupted by the other end of the phone as soon as he spoke.

The voice that rang on the other end of the phone was a voice that Song Xiangran was very familiar with.

"Xiangran, I can be regarded as finding the phone number of your new home!" Four years have passed, Wu Jingjing is still the same babbling appearance, and the tone of her voice is always rising.

Song Xiangran seemed to be able to see Wu Jingjing grinning on the other end of the phone, and when she thought of that, she unconsciously smiled.

"What's wrong, Jingjing?" asked Song Xiangran with a smile.

Because in the junior year, everyone began to decide the direction of their future development, except for Song Cha, everyone else chose direct employment.

Since the third year, a few people in the dormitory rarely get together.

At the graduation ceremony, Song Xiangran was too busy, and after hurriedly saying to his roommate that he must come to his wedding, there was no communication.

In addition, there are a lot of things to be busy with at the graduation ceremony, and Song Xiangran is also very tired and just wants to leave school as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Wu Jingjing suddenly called.

"The last time we met at the graduation ceremony, I was in a hurry and wanted to tell you about the class reunion. Wu Jingjing said with a smile.

In her junior year, she began to look for internships, and by the time she graduated from her senior year, Wu Jingjing had become a regular employee of that company.

Although there are still some babbling when facing acquaintances, Wu Jingjing at this moment is also more mature and stable than four years ago.

Song Xiangran nodded and said, "I've heard about the class reunion, but I don't know what the specific content is. ”

"That's right, we are scheduled for Saturday next week, a class of people get together for a meal, watch a movie, sing and sing, the place is in the Guoguang Shopping Plaza, how about it, will you come then?" Wu Jingjing also asked with a smile.

The current Song Xiangran can almost be regarded as a freelancer who creates literary works at home and sits at home to collect money, which was not rare at that time.

So if you want to talk about time, Song Xiangran naturally has it.

Song Xiangran agreed without hesitation.

Then Wu Jingjing talked to Song Xiangran a few more words, and because her mother told her to go to dinner, she had to hang up the phone.

The two of them barely had time to talk about the current situation, so they said goodbye.

However, Song Xiangran can also roughly guess that Wu Jingjing is now living the kind of life she wanted at the beginning.

As a person who has been in Fengshi since she was a child, her family is harmonious and happy, and Wu Jingjing is very homesick, so even if she can't go to Fengshi University with Wu Jingjing's initial grades in high school, Wu Jingjing also studied hard, and her family is also very supportive of her and hires a tutor for her.

Being able to be admitted to Fengshi University is based on the highest score that Wu Jingjing has ever taken in her life, although Wu Jingjing is the lowest score in the whole school and the lowest score in the College of Liberal Arts, Wu Jingjing still feels that it is very good to be able to enter.

It is also true that the Faculty of Arts of Fengshi University has always had very high scores, but in the year of Wu Jingjing's college entrance examination, it was precisely because the score line of this major in previous years was too high, and there were very few people who signed up that year.

When I first went to college, the people in the dormitory sat together and chatted, talking about everyone's thoughts and plans for the future life, at that time, Wu Jingjing said that he planned to stay in Fengshi in the future, live with his parents, and the place of work should be close to home.

Other people's ideas about their future are confused, and some are fanciful, but after four years of college, there are really few who can follow the original route.

Jin Sha is one, Wu Jingjing is one, although when Wu Jingjing said her thoughts, she was ridiculed by some people in the dormitory for not having ambition.

Song Xiangran, who really experienced death and lived again, never felt that there was anything wrong with Wu Jingjing's dream.

It is already fortunate enough for a person to be able to live peacefully and healthily.

What's more, Wu Jingjing's future will be accompanied by his closest family.

It's just a pity that most of the children who have just entered college are still the flowers of the greenhouse protected in the ivory tower, and they can't grasp that layer of meaning.

Four years after college, Wu Jingjing has almost realized her original dream.

The place of work is far from home, only need to take the bus for less than an hour, go home every day and have hot meals cooked by your parents, you can sleep in your favorite bed every night, have a sweet dream of your own, and then the next morning, wake up in the call of your mother, eat the home-cooked breakfast prepared by your parents, and go to work full of energy.

Everything seems to have developed according to the trend that Wu Jingjing wants, but there is one thing that is not under Wu Jingjing's control.

That's because, at this time of the graduation season, Wu Jingjing's company has also recruited a lot of newcomers, because of the good development of Fengshi in recent years, so in addition to the local in Fengshi, there are many college students who have just graduated from other places.

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