He immediately turned around and looked at Song Mian.

"Mianmian, what am I talking about, how can you ask your roommate to help you carry such a heavy thing?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Mian reversed the appearance of the first acquaintance on weekdays, and pursed the corners of his lips, "It's not that I have too many things, and I can't hold them, so I asked Shi Chu to help me." ”

Song Mian's words were true, she went home, pulled one, carried one on her back, and carried one in her hand, and the pocket she gave to Shi Chu was already the lightest.

"Besides," Song Mian got into the trunk, put her luggage and came out, "Shi Chu won't mind this, I'll invite her to dinner when school starts." ”

Song Mian's father's face softened, but he followed behind Song Mian but did not forget to talk to Shi Chu.

"At the beginning of the day, my daughter is not very good-tempered and easy to get angry, but she is still not bad, you should take care of her a little more. ”

When Song Mian heard this, her eyes glared, as if she was angry, "Oh Dad, what are you talking about with Shi Chu, you are gone, and you are going home." ”

Song Mian's father didn't seem to be satisfied, and wanted to talk to Shi Chu a little more, but was pulled away by Song Mian again, "Shi Chu, let's go back, goodbye." ”

Shi Chu smiled slightly and didn't say much.

She stood on the side of the parking lot, quietly watching the black car start up and pour out of the parking space.

When passing by her, Song Mian opened the car window and waved his hand at her.

Shi Chu hesitated, then slowly stretched out one hand, raised it to the side of his hair, and shook it.

The black car turned a corner and left her field of vision.

At first, the swing of her hand became smaller and smaller, like the pendulum of a clock, and finally stopped in the middle, and like a smile that stiffened at the corners of her lips, gradually recovering from a deep bend into a shallow.

In the end, it was made into a "one" word, and he also put down his hand.

This is not right.

I thought about it.

Others have parents, so they can enjoy the favor of their parents without scruples, but she doesn't.

She should have gotten used to it.

But jealousy is like a seed that has long been buried in the depths of her heart, taking root in it, and today it broke through the ground and sprouted, making her almost unable to suppress her emotions.

Shi Chu squatted in place for a while, in a daze for a moment.

When a few more cars drove away in the parking lot, she got up slowly and walked out as if nothing had happened.

When I walked to the side of the road in the parking lot, I paused.

A man stopped her.

The man wore black leather shoes, a black suit, and a watch on his wrist, luxurious and shiny.

"Miss Shi," Shi Chu heard the man say to her, "the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and Mr. will wait for you to go home." ”

As he spoke, the whole person took a step back slightly and got out of the way.

Shi Chu raised his eyes.

I saw a car parked behind the man, a black Bentley, from the outside, extremely low-key, no different from ordinary people's cars.

At just a glance, Shi Chu recognized that this was Ji Liangyan's car, and usually, it was the assistant around him who was driving.

The assistant stood respectfully to the side, his tall back slightly bent, and stretched out his hand to Shi Chu to make a standard invitation gesture, "Please get in the car." ”

It didn't move at the beginning.

"Mid-Autumn Festival and Festival, I'm not going back, I bother you to talk to, talk to Mr. Ji. ”

The words were closed, Shi Chu lowered his head, wanted to bypass Ji Liangyan's assistant, turned around and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

After only taking two steps, he was stopped by the assistant again.

The long arm was in front of her, so that she couldn't take a step, so she simply stood in place, turned and looked up.