The summer wind is blowing, and the platform clock is ringing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's another season of parting, and the early autumn has not yet arrived, so there is a little more gloom here...... Isn't it just to send Sister Qing to school, what are you doing with such a parting sheng xiao!

"Sister Qing! remember to call when you arrive!"

This is Mu Qian's instructions.

"The task this semester is still the same! Don't be chased by the boys!"

This is Sister Juan's blessing.

"Uh-huh! Go back! Come on, Xiaoqian! Get off the list early! Handsome!"

Sister Qing shouted a little louder, Mu Qian scratched her head a little embarrassed, and there were people watching on the platform and in the carriage......

The guy is really handsome.

Carrying a suitcase, a baseball cap, and a long skirt on a sunny day, she is on her way to her second year of college.

At the same time, this is also the last day of Mu Qian's part-time job, purely to work as a coolie to carry luggage.

Waiting for a few passengers at the town station to get on the train, Sister Qing found a seat and didn't have time to wave goodbye to them again, and the train had already begun to accelerate on the tracks.

Dirt - Woo -

The whistle sounded.

The collision of wheels and rails is getting faster and faster, and the carriages are carrying a small number of travelers, stepping into the journey of the future.

"That's good college. ”

Mu Qian's eyes were full of yearning, yearning for the free life that is said to be free to eat, drink and have fun, develop relationships between men and women, kiss me and me on campus openly, have no shame, and can be seen everywhere......

It is said that if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence.

"Xiao Qian's grades are so good, he will definitely go to a good university in the future!" Sister Juan said with a smile and got on the motorcycle, "There will definitely be many girls in college who will pursue you, but don't be picky! Let's go, let's go back too." ”

Mu Qian pedaled his luxury power car, and returned to the store with Sister Juan on the last afternoon of the busy summer job.

The part-time life can be regarded as coming to an end.

Although work was suspended for two or three days due to 'meteorite rain' and 'terrorist attacks', it was still very fulfilling overall.

Perhaps, after this part-time job, there will be no next chance.

The winter vacation is too short, and there are many festivals to celebrate, and when the school year and summer vacation are turned around, I have to start working hard for further education......

Mu Qian is also a very planned middle school student, although there is no pressure in this regard, he is still very confident in going on to higher education.

The unforgettable passive skill is simply the superpower that the students are looking forward to the most, the passive attribute that the demon king comes with.

Too strong, wood has a way.

Sister Juan rode the motorcycle very slowly, and chatted with him: "Xiaoqian, you will start school the day after tomorrow." ”

"Hmm," Mu Qian looked up as he rode his bike.

The sunlight shone in the gaps between the leaves, and every now and then his eyes shimmered.

The corners of the plaid shirt he wore were fluttering, and the jersey outlined his already strong curves.

Sister Juan said with emotion: "It's good to be young." ”

Mu Qian smiled and concentrated on riding. When a woman, especially a married woman who is older than herself, is lamenting this question, it is best not to answer it, so as not to cause unnecessary disgust.

I can't answer either.

Suddenly, Mu Qian felt two eyes fall on him, he frowned slightly, and glanced at the corner of the station on the side.

Caught a heel, the other party's reaction was quite fast.

Someone staring at themselves?

returned to the snack bar, this is Mu Qian's most diligent day, busy from noon to night, all the work is rushing to do.

When he leaves, the snack bar will be supported by Sister Juan and Fat Aunt alone, but fortunately, with the departure of the three young clerks - Mu Qian, Song Shijing, and Sister Qing, the business of the snack bar will cool down a lot, and it will not be too busy.

Although this is not a good thing for the fat aunt who opens the door to do business.

wiped the tables and chairs, went out to buy ingredients, cleaned up the yard behind, and carefully dragged the ground.

Mu Qian seemed to have a lot of reluctance with this snack bar, and when he was about to get off work in the evening, his eyes echoed everywhere, until Sister Juan patted him on the shoulder.

"Remember to bring more of your classmates here, and give yourself a free order!" Sister Juan's appearance of being able to do business is not only the true legend of the fat aunt in appearance and body shape.

"Okay!" Mu Qian nodded in agreement, grinning, his teeth white.

When he came out of the corner of the street with his cart, he looked at the mother and daughter who were busy closing the door in the snack bar, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

People are really emotional creatures.

Just staying here for a month, I have some bonds.

It's getting more and more like a person.

"Go home!"

Riding his bike, humming some unmelody tunes, he followed the route he often went home from, unhurried.

Tsk, why do you still feel like someone is staring at you?

Mu Qian suddenly turned his head as he rode the bike, and in the direction he looked, a black shadow quickly shrank behind the street lamp.

"Who?"

When I looked closely, the other party was gone.

Lord Demon King was a little emotional now, and just about to put his hand on his lower abdomen, he suddenly remembered what he had warned himself a few days ago: If you can use less strength, use less power.

Never mind.

Shaking his head, he didn't bother to care, also because the gaze that had just stared at his back was not hostile.

The judgment is based on the 'man's magical sixth sense'.

He continued to ride, a little faster, and sure enough, on the road behind, he didn't feel the glimmer of staring at him anymore.

After all, two wheels run faster than two legs.

Uphill and downhill, looking at the soft light from the window of his home, Mu Qian's mouth had more smiles.

……

"Melon seeds, instant noodles, mineral water, playing cards, ......"

In the carriage of the train, the uniformed aunt pushing the cart is selling in a somewhat strange dialect, Mandarin.

The next seat on a sunny day is a student girl, and she also went to the same city, and at this time the two have become acquainted, charging their mobile phones on a mobile power bank, and swiping social software together.

Suddenly, a very magnetic voice sounded in the ears of two female college students:

"Social software collection of thousands of likes, it is better to go out for a half-day trip. ”

A good bite of fragrant chicken soup, coupled with the appearance of its own 'handsome halo', immediately made the face of the student girl next to Qingtian red.

This is a man in the style of a British gentleman, tall and straight, with a hooked nose, sword eyebrows, and bright eyes, with some convincing light in his eyes.

He must be a successful person.

So why is it in this civilian car? And the train that passes through the town is not very express and high-speed.

Qingtian thought about it, nodded politely at the handsome man, and continued to swipe his phone.

"This beautiful young lady," the man bowed to the student girl next to him, and stretched out his hand, causing everyone in the carriage to look at him.

It was like an invitation to dance partners at a dance, which made the student girl immediately feel a little at a loss, and nodded with a red face.

She is willing to ...... No matter what you do......

"Can you please swap seats with me? My seat is not far behind, thank you." ”

The emotions of the student girl around Qingtian experienced stunned, stunned, unwilling, helpless, compromised, and indignant in a short period of time; she pulled out her mobile phone, carried her bag, and pushed the suitcase to the new seat.

Gnashing your teeth all the way.

"Thank you. The handsome man said with a smile.

Qingtian hung a few question marks on his forehead, leaned in the direction of the window, and blocked the suitcase outside himself.

The man didn't mind and sat down gracefully.

He snapped his fingers, and the aunt who was about to pass by stopped next to him.

"Please give me a bottle of '82 Lafite. ”

"We only have '82 years of Coke here, do you want to do it?" (To be continued.) )