Oh, no way, didn't Assistant Wang say that he wasn't in Jiangcheng during this time? And he didn't know where he lived?

Zhao Yuan looked down at the well-dressed clothes on his body, and felt that the biggest possibility was that he walked back by himself.

No wonder people always say that drinking alcohol hurts the body, not only the body, but also the brain.

Zhao Yuan came to the living room outside in annoyance, and found that there was a plate of cold fruit salad and a bowl of porridge on the coffee table.

The stomach "growled" at the right time. Taking a few pieces of fruit and stuffing it into her mouth, she noticed that there was a white piece of A4 printer paper pressed under the porridge bowl.

I took out the paper and saw a few big characters written on it: "Far away, eat the porridge when it's hot, and you're not allowed to drink alcohol in the future." - Qin Yiyu"

This kind of rigidity with an elegant font is too familiar to Zhao Yuan.

Yes, except for Qin Yiyu, who has practiced willow and face since he was a child, and writes words with both the backbone of willow and the round and healthy wind god of Yan body, who else would write such a simple sentence into a calligraphy work?

No wonder I dreamed of him, it turned out that he really came.

is like the snail girl in the fairy tale, who came quietly and disappeared without a trace.

Only leaves a room full of thoughts and feelings, so that even if people want to forget, they can't forget his goodness.

Zhao Yuan put the porridge in the microwave and pressed the heat button. The microwave was spinning with a bang, and her thoughts were floating involuntarily.

I remember that one night in self-study, Qin Yiyu once told himself that although he was a science student, he was very good at linguistics. During the college entrance examination, I once scored the highest score in a single subject of Chinese in the city.

People who are good at liberal arts read a lot of messy books, and their minds are the most difficult to figure out.

So until now, many of Qin Yiyu's behaviors have been incomprehensible to her.

From the original fanatical pursuit, to the later resolute abandonment, and then to today's affection, there are contradictions everywhere, and there is no reasonable explanation at all.

Even sometimes his mood changes are so unpredictable.

Alas, since it is unpredictable, there is no need to think about it anymore.

Obediently drink porridge, eat fruits, and call the instructor of the driving school after eating and drinking, and take advantage of the fact that it is Saturday to practice driving again, and strive to pass the next road test make-up test at one time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan took a few deep breaths, put down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and stood in front of the window, dialed the phone number of the driving school instructor, and made an appointment with him to practice early tomorrow morning.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Zhao Yuan opened the door and saw Yi Yangfeng standing firmly outside the door.

Thin and tall figure, white and delicate skin, light brown hair, big black and bright eyes, with long and curled eyelashes on the eyelids, he is a little prince who is difficult to distinguish between male and female in cartoons.

Zhao Yuanzheng sighed in his heart, what a demon, you are so beautiful, why are you not a girl?

I saw Yi Yangfeng gesturing a roll of dark blue thin thread in his hand, and asked a little nervously: "Sister Yuan, do you have a needle here?" One of the buttons on my clothes fell off, and I only found the thread after searching for a long time, but I couldn't find the needle. Sister Yuan, do you have a needle here to nail the button?"

Why does this usually casual and carefree boy look so awkward today? Tense and cautious, like a primary school student who has finally mustered up the courage to walk into the teacher's office and doesn't know what to say to the teacher.

Zhao Yuan suppressed the strangeness in his heart and said: "When I was a child, I liked to sew clothes for dolls, but now that I am older, I don't have the patience to sew and mend, and there are no needles and threads at home. Well, I remember there's a grocery store downstairs, why don't you go to that shop and have a look, maybe there's a needle for sale?"

Yi Yangfeng didn't mean to go downstairs to buy needles: "Oh, that, in fact, I'm not in a hurry to nail the button——"

Zhao Yuan shook his long hair: "Then you come in and sit?"

Yi Yangfeng's eyes bent, he walked in with a smile, sat on the edge of the sofa, and asked, "Sister Yuan, what do you do on the weekend?"

Zhao Yuandao: "Sometimes I work overtime, sometimes I go shopping. What about you, why don't you hang out with your friends?"

Yi Yangfeng stretched his waist: "My hometown is in Jiangxi, and I studied in Xi'an, so I don't have any friends in this mountain city." Hmm, Sister Yuan, did you shop online today?"

Zhao Yuan didn't know what to do: "Online shopping? I'm running out of soap, I'm not having dinner, and I'm going to the supermarket to shop. ”

Yi Yangfeng said with a smile: "Today is November 11th, Singles' Day, and there are discounts and promotions on the Internet. Instead of going to the supermarket to buy something today, it's much cheaper to buy it online. ”

Zhao Yuan picked up a box of coconut Qiqu on the table and handed it to Yi Yangfeng: "I have long heard that online shopping is cheap on Double 11. It's just that the soap and food are what I need right away, and it's too late to buy them online. Well, I'd better go to the supermarket and buy it. When I have purchased all these necessities and cleaned the house, I will go to the Internet to find a few things. ”

Yi Yangfeng opened the lid of the box, took a piece of strange music and put it in his mouth: "That's right, since the merchant makes a profit, why don't we buy it?" Also, Sister Yuan, there is a large-scale cultural and art exhibition in Kowloon Riverside Square today, selling all kinds of handmade artworks, as well as singing and dancing performances, I heard that it is very lively. Sister Yuan, why don't you rush to the supermarket, let's go to Binjiang Square together, wouldn't it be much more interesting?"

When Zhao Yuan heard this, he immediately became interested: "Really? Longbinjiang Square is very close, only one stop by car, right? You wait a minute, I'll change my clothes and go." ”

Zhao Yuan changed into a beige windbreaker that he liked.

This trench coat is the new product of the season of the "broadcast" brand. "Broadcast" brand clothing, each one has a nice name, this beige trench coat is no exception, the name is very poetic, called "Miss the Sky". The upper body of "Miss Sky" is a simple and well-fitting cut, and the lower body is a double-layer oblique windbreaker, with an irregular shape at the hem, which is very elegant when walking.

The little aunt didn't like such a plain windbreaker, but Yi Yangfeng's eyes lit up when she saw it: "Sister Yuan, this windbreaker is too suitable for you, shouldn't the designer tailor it for you?"

Zhao Yuan glared at Yi Yangfeng with a smile, only to find that Yi Yangfeng was dressed a little differently than usual today.

Like many colleagues in architectural design, Yi Yangfeng likes to wear a loose and personalized T-shirt and a pair of fashionable jeans on weekdays, which looks willful and casual. But today, he actually wore a very formal dark blue suit, wearing a light blue formal shirt and a gray tie around his neck, uncharacteristically dressed decently.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help frowning: "Why are you dressed so neatly today? Let's go to the Kowloon Riverside Square in a while, they are all casual and entertaining people, isn't it very eye-catching for you to dress like this? Why don't I wait for you, and you go and change into casual clothes before leaving?"

Yi Yangfeng touched his nose embarrassedly: "No need." Let's go, no matter how late we go to the show, it's over, and we won't be able to find any good things. ”

Since it was shopping, Zhao Yuanyuan of course looked for some good things, and walked out of the room quickly with the Kun bag, but he didn't forget to continue to nag in his mouth: "Although it is said that in Western countries, you have to wear a suit on formal occasions." But today we are going to see an open-air show and go shopping, not to a show. Even if you don't feel restrained when you dress like this, I feel tired when I look at it on the side...... Hey, by the way, didn't you say that one of the buttons on your clothes is missing? Which one is off? Let me take a look, watching the movie doesn't affect your overall wearing effect......

Yi Yangfeng said embarrassedly and perfunctorily: "It's not that the button of this dress has fallen off, it's another one." After speaking, he blinked, took out a pack of chewing gum from his trouser pocket, handed it to Zhao Yuan, and reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Didn't you say that you were restrained?

Zhao Yuan laughed out loud: "Okay, I know you want to block my mouth." However, you must know that Miss Ben is definitely not a verbose person, and when she arrives at the Kowloon Riverside Plaza, Miss Ben will immediately be busy looking at those strange things, and make sure that her eyes will never fall on you again-"

As he was talking, the elevator arrived, and Yi Yangfeng bent down and made an inviting gesture: "Sister Yuan, please." After both of them got on the elevator, they smiled again, "I like to listen to you the most." What I gave you was mint gum, which moisturized your throat, and after you ate it, your voice would not be dumb if you talked non-stop all day. ”

Zhao Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, glared at him, and said angrily: "Just your kid is poor." But since you said so, I'm going to make your ears burn today. ”

Yi Yangfeng smiled and said, "Welcome, welcome, I'm worried that no one is missing." ”

When the two came to the Kowloon Riverside Square, they saw that the stage for the performance in the center of the square had been set up, and some staff members were auditioning on the stage. On the square next to the stage, there are neatly arranged rows of personalized stalls, some selling handmade soaps, some making natural lipsticks on site, some selling all kinds of nectar, and all kinds of handmade necklaces, headdresses, corsages, juices, ice cream......

Zhao Yuanyuan was born with no resistance to these things, and he didn't care about the crowds, and walked around one stall after another with great interest. Although Yi Yangfeng is a boy, he also likes these gadgets, and he follows Zhao Yuan to play with them carefully, and it is also recommended that he go around all of them before turning back to buy them, so as not to buy one and regret it when he goes shopping to a better one.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart again - how good it would be if Yi Yangfeng was a girl. If he is a girl, then he and he will definitely become the best friends, just like when I was in college before, I and Luo Yuyu were so good that they could go in and out together all day long, eat and sleep together, and talk about everything.

It's a pity that Yi Yangfeng is a boy, a big boy two years younger than himself.

After picking and choosing, Zhao Yuan finally bought a bookmark of sandalwood carved plum branches, a book made of natural flowers and grass pulp, and a bow woven of dark pink mulberry silk.