Verse 124: Worship the early years

Duane walked down the alley with a few boxes of high-end nutrition in each hand.

This is Xujia Lane.

There are still not many street lamps in the alley, only more than ten meters apart; the building is still so old, there is moss on the root of the wall, and the black bricks are exposed on the wall; looking through the open door, you can see that the wall behind the table of the eight immortals in most people's homes is still pasted with New Year's paintings; the bear children in the alley are still so elusive, after startling you, they will soon disappear from your field of vision like the wind.

It's exactly the same as half a year ago.

After Du An moved to Su Jin at the end of August, it didn't take long for him to return the small single room he had rented at Aunt Shen's house, and he took all his things away, but he would come to visit from time to time. Now seeing that the New Year is approaching, because the next work will be busy until the end of the year, and when the New Year rests, he may have to go to see her parents with Su Jin again, and he really doesn't have time, so he took advantage of Zhu Qian's completion yesterday and today's holiday to come to Aunt Shen's side to pay a visit to the early years.

I walked along the familiar road to the door, knocked, and after waiting for a while, someone came to open the door.

Behind the door is Song Zhen.

This little girl is now in college, her body is gradually growing, and the little baby fat she used to have is now completely invisible, and she is a beautiful woman.

Song Zhen was wearing a goose-yellow down jacket, which he bought for her, but he held Aunt Shen's hand and didn't let her sup.

After glancing at him, she turned back and walked inside, "Come in." ”

Du Anyi followed her ass and walked in, put the gift down next to the sofa, and asked casually, "Where is Aunt Shen?"

"It's not off work yet. ”

Song Zhen seemed to want to sit down directly on the sofa, but after a pause, he walked to the kitchen, and the voice came from inside.

"What do you drink? black tea, green tea?"

Duane was flattered.

He knows. Because he moved in and encroached on her last bit of personal space, Song Zhen hated him very much and always ignored him. When he talks, he also carries a gun and a stick, and he doesn't give a good face. When did you even start asking him what kind of tea he was drinking, and politely entertain him like a guest?

"Don't bother, I'll be leaving right away. ”

Du An's words replied to her, and then thought about it, and felt that Song Zhen would entertain him now was entirely due to the university: why else do many people say that college is useless but you still have to go? It is because in the university your thinking pattern is gradually cultivated, and your thinking gradually matures.

After chatting intermittently for a while, Shen Huifang hadn't gotten off work yet.

Duane drank almost all the tea, and was finally able to take his leave.

He shifted his buttocks, and was about to say goodbye, when he saw the door of his room open—oh no, it's someone's room now—and a woman appeared at the door.

It was the woman just now.

Now she wears light makeup, her hair is groomed, and she looks much more delicate than before, and her pajamas are gone, replaced by a shiny black leather jacket and equally shiny black leather pants underneath, and her figure is not bad.

Song Zhen looked at her like this, a little puzzled, and then looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall of the living room, and was even more puzzled: Doesn't she usually get up on time at five o'clock?

But she soon learned why.

"Are you Duane, please?"

The woman walked up to Duane and asked.

Du An nodded, I heard Song Zhen say just now that the new tenant in front of him was Zheng Yuanyuan.

"It's really you!"

Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes were shining, and it seemed that she wanted to pounce on Du An and push Du An down and rip off her pants by the way, but she also knew that this was illegal, so she finally kept her senses and just sat down between Du An and Song Zhen.

She looked sideways at Du An, with a reserved smile on her face, and asked, "Do you know Zhen Zhen?"

Duane smiled and said, "I've lived here before, in the same room you have now. ”

"That's really fate!"

The little stars in Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes are even more numerous at the moment.

The next thing is basically that she pulled Du An to ask questions here, and the closer she sits, Du An finally had no place to sit, so she had to stand up, but she didn't expect to stand up Zheng Yuanyuan suddenly thought of something important, went back to the room and took a camera out, asked Song Zhen to help, and took dozens of photos with him before she was satisfied, which made Du An secretly sigh, probably only in Nanyang He has such treatment, and if he catches someone casually, he is his fan.

Just thinking about it, he heard Zheng Yuanyuan's words.

"It turns out that Zhen Zhen and Du Yin know each other, so you still ......"

And that was the end of the conversation.

Du An looked over and saw that Song Zhen was standing with Zheng Yuanyuan at some point, the hands of the two were behind their backs, and Zheng Yuanyuan had a strange expression.

He didn't bother to explore the secrets of these two girls, raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "It's not too early, then I'll go first." ”

Song Zhen nodded, "Okay." ”

"When your mom comes back, remember to let her eat those things. ”

Duane admonished again.

"Got it!"

Seeing Song Zhen respond impatiently, he said goodbye and left in Zheng Yuanyuan's enthusiastic farewell of "Come often when you are free!". (To be continued.) )

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