It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was past noon time to eat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fan Xuezhi was familiar with the way and took He Anan and Zhang Jing around the path to the cafeteria.

The canteen restaurant in the compound is quite spacious, with a straight aisle leading to the dining window in the middle, and rows of tables are neatly placed on the left and right sides.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw someone eating inside.

He Anan took Zhang Jing by the hand, followed Fan Xuezhi and walked in, almost immediately recognizing that the person who was sitting in front of the table in the left aisle and eating with his head bored was Song Liang.

I haven't seen each other for nearly a year, Song Liang has changed a lot, and he has repeated the third day of the first year of the new year, which has worn out the arrogant arrogance of this person a lot, and the previous half-length hair has been shaved into neat calipers, revealing profound facial features. The upper body is a camouflage half-sleeve, the lower body is a pair of army green shorts, and the vest is lifted up by hand, revealing a tight abdomen.

Song Liang raised his head when he heard the movement, and when he saw a few people coming in, he was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over the faces of Fan Xuezhi and Zhang Jing respectively, and finally fell on He Anan's face.

Song Liang didn't expect to meet He An'an here, and after the last time they met, he didn't have the opportunity to see her at all except for a little bit of bits and pieces of news from the male classmates in He Fangyao's class.

Song Liang was called out by a friend to help with the peace affair today, so he delayed his meal. The friend who asked him to help did a lot of effort when Wang Jun provoked trouble, and when someone sent a favor, he had to return it.

When they arrived at the place, the two groups of people covered their faces with a dozen faces, okay, they knew each other, they didn't fight, they greeted each other, and the enemies became friends.

A group of young men got together, and they talked for a long time, and the previous misunderstanding was explained clearly, and it was okay, so they dispersed.

Looking for Song Liang to help, the man asked for a treat, but Song Liang didn't go, thinking that he had just intervened in the matter and helped, and he was stabbed into the hospital, and he didn't invite the other party to dinner, so he refused.

Now that he saw He An'an, Song Liang's disgust with these cold rice scraps in his heart before was immediately reduced.

He stared at He An'an, and said in his heart, he dared to love the dinner before, just to wait to see He An'an here.

What is this? Fate?

Does he have a relationship with He An'an?

Thinking like this, Song Liang's eyes couldn't help but glow with a shallow color.

Fan Xuezhi saw that it was Song Liang, frowned, and took He Anan and Zhang Jing to the dining window.

He Anan and Zhang Jing followed behind, and as soon as they walked to Song Liang's dining table, Song Liang stretched out his hand and blocked their way.

Fan Xuezhi was expressionless, and turned his head to look at Song Liang: "Something?" ”

Song Liang sneered: "Say hello, as for you?" What's wrong? Don't know each other? ”

Fan Xuezhi didn't say a word, and stood forward without a trace, protecting He Anan and Zhang Jing behind him.

Fan Xuezhi didn't give Song Liang a good face, and Song Liang didn't have a hot face and a cold ass, the two of them didn't deal with each other since they were children, and they never got close when they grew up.

Song Liang weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, and it was clear that he didn't have a good heart, Fan Xuezhi stared at this person like a thief, and his heart should be broken.

Song Liang looked at He An'an past Fan Xuezhi, he hadn't seen him for a long time, He An'an was getting more and more beautiful as he grew older.

She wore a red plaid dress, revealing a slender neck, with a slight bulge at her collarbone, and a round and beautiful curve. On a white and pure face, his dark eyes were misty, and his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Song Liang glanced at He Anan deeply and nodded lightly at her.

He Anan saw it and didn't respond.

Song Liang was not annoyed, turned his gaze back to look at Fan Xuezhi, and asked, "Come here to eat?" ”

He didn't stay in the compound in the morning, Uncle Wang had an accident, and the news hadn't reached his ears yet.

"Hmm." Fan Xuezhi agreed, not wanting to continue chatting with him: "You continue to eat." "Say you want to go.

Song Liang took a step forward and blocked his way: "What's the hurry?" The food is there, and I won't run with long legs. ”

Fan Xuezhi looked at him sideways, his eyes deep and threatening: "What do you want to say?" ”

Song Liang smiled, he seems to have lost some weight recently, and he looks more energetic, and when he laughs, he habitually raises the corner of his mouth, and he looks very handsome.

Song Liang said: "It's nothing, everyone will be alumni in the future, meet today and say hello in advance." After he finished speaking, his eyes looked at He An'an: "Take care of it in the future!" ”

Fan Xuezhi just wanted to bypass his footsteps and paused: "You were also admitted to the first middle school?" ”

Song Liang smiled proudly: "Well, the results just sent two days ago." ”

Throughout the year of restudy, Song Liang was really desperate, he originally had a good learning foundation, and he also specially applied for a one-on-one cram school for the high school entrance examination in addition to the course, and when the results of the high school entrance examination came down, he was admitted to the first middle school with the fourth place in the school grade, and he had a high score in the second and eighth classics.

Fan Xuezhi's heart suddenly chuckled, unhappy.

He will never forget the strange bright light in Song Liang's eyes when he inquired about He An'an. This person was actually admitted to No. 1 Middle School, and everyone will study and live on a campus in the future, thinking of this, Fan Xuezhi's handsome eyes shook out disgust and irritability.

He took a step to the left, blocking Song Liang's sight, and said lightly: "Congratulations, we still have to go back to the family to wait, let's talk when we meet at school in the future." ”

Song Liang didn't block the way again this time, but leaned on the edge of the dining table with a smile and watched them go to the window to eat.

They came too late, there were no good dishes left in the canteen, and the cooking master helped to scrape together, and finally specially wrapped a small plate of pickles, so that they could be regarded as four meat, two vegetables and six dishes.

Fan Xuezhi carried the vegetables, He Anan and Zhang Jing took the rice, the plate was not easy to serve, and the meals were all carried in plastic bags.

In the process of cooking, He Anan clearly felt that Song Liang was staring at her, and his eyes were hot and hot, making her feel like a man.

He Anan pretended not to know, and didn't even look at Song Liang when he left.

Seeing that he was about to pass by, Song Liang suddenly shouted: "He An'an! ”

He Anan squinted at this person coldly: "。。。。。。 ”

The two looked at each other.

He An'an is not tall, but he is thin and slender, his hair is all tied behind his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead, his eyes are dark, and the corners of his mouth are calmly pursed, as if he had expected him to make a loud noise.

Song Liang couldn't say why, seeing He An'an like this, the deepest place in his heart suddenly began to ripple layer by layer, he stared at He An'an, and smiled slightly: "See you at the beginning of school." ”

He Anan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, didn't speak, turned around and left.

Song Liang stared at her slender back, leaned on the edge of the dining table, stretched out his hand and slapped his mouth, and laughed at himself: "Groove, my special mother is too cheap." (To be continued.) )