At the end of August, at the railway station in Nancheng, there was a sea of people, a beautiful and delicate girl walked in front, followed by a teenager with a suitcase, only to see the young man's slender figure, eyes like a torch, a slight smile, showing two tiger teeth, I don't know how many people's eyes were attracted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Alright, let's send it here." In front of the stop sign, Zhong Kui took the suitcase in Luo Mo's hand and smiled.

"Do you really want me to accompany you?" Luo Mo reluctantly handed the suitcase in his hand to Zhong Kui's hand, unconsciously, a summer vacation passed, Shi Nai also returned to the United States, Feng Ling, Gu Jia, all one step ahead of Zhong Kui, have stepped into other cities, started a new university life, even Zhong Kui, today to rush to Beicheng.

"How old are you, I still want you to accompany me, and I'm not the child I was back then." Zhong Kui smiled, raised his head and looked at Mo Mo, who was already a head taller than himself, "During my absence, take good care of my mother, do you hear it, and also, you must draw well, ask Teacher Ma Rufeng for advice, don't hold anything in your stomach and don't say anything." ”

"I see." Hearing Zhong Kui's chatter, he smiled, revealing two tiger teeth, sending Jun Qianli, and finally had to say goodbye, originally Zhong Kui only planned to let Zhong Mo send it to the door, according to Zhong Kui's meaning, it was not to die, what to do so tragically, for the New Year, she would not go home.

"Brother Ma Liang just called and said that he couldn't come to see you off because of something in the company, and he was very sorry." Luo Mo looked at Zhong Kui and said softly, among these people, only Ma Liang University stayed in Nancheng, but fortunately, with him in Nancheng, Zhong Kui is always more at ease.

"It's okay, then I'll go, remember to miss me." Zhong Kui heard the bell ringing when the train was about to depart, smiled, and couldn't help clenching the necklace around his neck, it has been more than two months, Wang Yang has not appeared after all, Zhong Kui carried the suitcase, glanced at Luo Mo, hugged Zhen Mo, turned around and entered the station, and got on the train.

"How could I not miss you." Luo Mo looked at the back of Zhong Kui pulling the suitcase, it was so chic, he didn't even look back, Luo Mo stood in place and muttered to himself, watched Zhong Kui board the train, and then sat by the window, beckoned to Luo Mo, and followed, the train slowly started, little by little, out of his sight, as if there was something, to escape from his heart little by little.

"My heart seems to have followed you."

Sitting on the train, Zhong Kui was there with headphones to close his eyes and recuperate, after all, it was still early to arrive in Beicheng, and it was estimated that it would be the next day when he arrived in Beicheng.

"You're eating more, you're eating so little, you'll be hungry again in a while." Next to him, a woman dressed old-fashioned, but with the latest curly hair, handed the chicken soup in her hand to the mouth of the young man next to her in turn, the rich chicken soup floated all over the already crowded carriage, and Zhong Kui's stomach also growled, knowing that she would eat more in the morning.

"How many times have I said it, Mom, I won't drink it, you put it down." The young man next to him pushed aside the things in the woman's hand with a disgusted face, "I said that I won't let you come, you have to come with me, I'm not a child anymore, drink chicken soup all day long, drink chicken soup, can I make up for it so much, it's better to let my dad accompany me." ”

"You kid, you don't have any conscience at all, if you weren't my son, could I put down the voice in the store and accompany you all the way to Beicheng, you go alone, how can my mother rest assured, it's so chaotic outside now." When the woman saw the young man talking, she couldn't help but feel a little angry in her heart, and put the thermos pot in her hand to the side.

"When my dad went south to live, he was only eighteen, and at that time, my grandmother was not also relieved to let my dad be alone, I was a big man, what was there to worry about." The young man clasped his hands in front of his chest, twisted his head to the side, looked out the window at the distant scenery, and refused to speak.

"Girl, girl." Seeing that the young master didn't talk to her, the woman didn't talk to her, so she didn't talk to her, turned her head, glanced at Zhong Kui, who was sleeping there with her eyes closed with headphones on, and pushed it with a smile.

"Is there anything wrong?" Zhong Kui opened her eyes and found that the woman was calling her, so she hurriedly took off her headphones and said questioningly.

"Did you also go to school in Beicheng?" The woman saw that Zhong Kui looked beautiful and delicate, holding a schoolbag in her arms, and at first glance she was the kind of girl who was very well-behaved at home, and when she had time, she happened to match her son, her son was good, but she didn't want to stay with girls, normal young men, how could there be no reason not to stay with girls.

"Yes, yes, I'll report to the school tomorrow." Nakakui smiled politely and nodded.

"What a coincidence." The woman patted her thigh, "My son is also going to school in Beicheng, which school are you in, my son was admitted to the National People's Congress, and he is old, what, girl, what you want to report is Qingda, obedient, that's amazing, I can't see it, girl, you study so well, and you look so beautiful." The woman was like a watering can, Zhong Kui replied, and the woman followed closely with ten words waiting, including age, school, address, and asked a few people in the family, which was more formal than checking the household registration.

"Don't pay attention to her, my mother is like this, there is no malice, just a little more talk." The young man saw that Zhongkui was a little embarrassed by the question, and glanced at the woman who was talking there non-stop, and said helplessly.

"You kid, what do you say about your mother?" The woman glanced at the young man, then took Zhong Kui's hand and patted it, and after a few words, she already regarded Zhong Kui as a candidate for her future daughter-in-law, "By the way, girl, are you alone, why didn't your family accompany you." ”

"No, the family is busy, I'm so old, I can find the way by myself, so I don't have to trouble the family." Zhong Kui watched the woman clap her hands, and she couldn't pull it out, she was very embarrassed.

"Oh, how can that work, the girl's family, it's not safe." The woman glanced at Zhong Kui, and then at the young man, and the more she looked at it, the more she looked, the more she matched, "I just don't worry about Ah Zheng going to such a far place alone, and if I don't see him enter the school with my own eyes, my heart will have to hang all the time." ”

"Rare and weird." The man named Ah Zheng looked at the scenery outside the window and muttered, and then looked at Zhong Kui, "But I admire you a lot, you can tell that the family doesn't let them accompany you, they are all adults, and they are still like children." ”

"Actually, my aunt is not at ease, my parents are the same, in fact, your mother can accompany you, I am quite envious." Zhong Kui smiled, originally Luo Mo's mother also had to accompany Zhong Kui to Beicheng, but Mao Mo's mother has been working non-stop all these years, and her body is not good, and the journey to Beicheng is so far, tossing back and forth, Zhong Kui is also worried that Mao Mo's mother can't stand it, so she pretends not to care, and has to go by herself.

"That's right, you see how good the girl said." When the woman heard that Zhong Kui actually helped her speak, she couldn't help but add a few points to Zhong Kui's favor, and hurriedly picked up the chicken soup that had just been killed, "Hungry Zhong Kui, drink some chicken soup, this is what my aunt has stayed up all night, I especially want to taste it." ”

"No, no need, Auntie, I'm not hungry."

"Auntie, you boiled until the chicken soup is as fragrant as my mother's!" (To be continued.) )