He Anan explained to her: "It's okay at all." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Impossible!" Zhang Jing glared: "Who are you fooling!" ”

"We just like each other, but we're not in a relationship." He Anan told the truth, she actually didn't plan to hide it from Zhang Jing, but she didn't know how to mention this stubble for a while.

Zhang Jing was a little confused: "No, we all like each other, why haven't we fallen in love yet?" ”

"It's only junior high school now, so I'm still too young." He Anan said quite confidently: "The key is to delay learning. ”

Zhang Jing was stunned, her eyes widened: "Hurry up!" You are all in love with each other, two people get together every day, they are classmates and the same table, is there a difference between confession and confession? Besides, the two of you are the first in one class and the second in the other class, who influences who learns! ”

He An'an: "。。。。。。 ”

Two days after Zhang Heng returned from a business trip at the end of July, he took He Jianfang and Zhang Jing to the south.

He An'an's days returned to playing with herself, except for homework, she spent most of the rest of her time in the kitchen, watching Jiang's mother busy.

He An'an began to learn to cook, and she likes to watch all kinds of fresh vegetables turn into plates of dishes with full color and aroma in her hands, which is particularly rewarding.

He Jianbin didn't agree with her learning to cook, first, the fumes were too dangerous and easy to burn, and then she was the most critical time to study, if she delayed her learning, the gains would outweigh the losses.

Old Man He stopped He Jianbin from letting him take care of it, and Old Man He said: "Girls have to go to the hall and enter the kitchen, and besides, if An An's academic performance is in the future, where can they not be tested?" In addition to studying day by day, this child has a hobby, and it is also a very good hobby, and parents have to support her, otherwise they will not even have a pastime other than studying. ”

After He Jianbin heard this, he felt that it made sense and didn't interfere in this matter again, but he still told Jiang's mother behind his back to be careful, don't hurt He An'an, this is the giant panda in the family, big baby, gold is expensive.

He An'an can't cut well, picking up potatoes every day to practice slicing and shredding, it feels particularly interesting, she cut this head and soaked it directly in water, waiting for Jiang's mother to take it to the potato cake at night, just sprinkle a little salt, it's very delicious.

He An'an was pinching the potato wedges and competing, and Jiang's mother called her from outside the kitchen: "An'an, phone!" ”

He Anan hurriedly put the kitchen knife away, and casually rinsed his hands in the pot of soaked potatoes, didn't bother to wipe it, and ran all the way to the living room.

He Anan didn't ask who it was, he didn't need to ask, it must be Zhang Jing.

After Zhang Jing went back to the south this time, she didn't run around like she used to call friends and play, and she had a good relationship, and the parents of the class to the class were all enrolled in cram schools, and they were pressed in the school one by one to endorse, and she was not very familiar with the others who didn't need to study.

Zhang Jing left an order, bored, and called He An'an when she saw the sky, sometimes she really had nothing to say, so she stacked the phone on the side, and picked it up from time to time to call He An'an's name.

At this time, He Anan held a book by herself, sat on the sofa in the living room and pressed the speakerphone, Zhang Jing stopped talking, she read the book, Zhang Jing called her, and agreed.

Old man He occasionally saw it, and told this thing to his old fellows as an interesting story, and Old Man Fan sighed: "Why does it sound so similar to when we were young in the army, isn't it the same, there is a walkie-talkie on the waist, and when there is no task, shout at each other to make it funny." ”

Everyone laughed, not only feeling the deep friendship between He Anan and Zhang Jing, but also missing the wonderful days when they were young.

He Anan threw himself on the side of the landline and picked up the microphone: "Quietly!" ”

"I don't want to be quiet, I want to talk to you."

A sullen laugh came from the microphone, He Anan was stunned for a moment, and hesitated and shouted: "Brother Xiaozhi? ”

"You hear that?" Fan Xuezhi laughed on the phone: "Why did this make me quiet as soon as I answered the phone!" ”

He Anan also smiled: "No, I thought it was Zhang Jing who called." ”

Fan Xuezhi's laughter was obviously a little louder: "It turns out that it's not just harassing me?" ”

The two of them laughed into the phone for a long time, and He Anan asked, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

"Well, something." Fan Xuezhi stopped laughing, and answered very seriously.

When He Anan heard his tone, he was stunned: "What's the matter?" As he asked, his heart tightened, and his mind began to wonder uncontrollably, what was going on? Doesn't sound right.

“。。。。。。 I miss you. After Fan Xuezhi finished speaking, he was silent, and listened carefully to He An'an's voice through the microphone.

He An'an was hoarse by these four words, opened his mouth, and couldn't make a sound in his throat.

"An An, I haven't seen you for more than a month, I miss you very much." Fan Xuezhi's voice followed the telephone line, word by word, and drilled into He An'an's heart, deliberately lowered his voice, listening to the sticky and trembling grievances.

He Anan subconsciously turned his head to look around, Jiang's mother went to the kitchen to clean up the aftermath, and there were no outsiders in the living room.

She swallowed her saliva, held the microphone, and said softly, "I miss you too." ”

"It's certainly not as much as I think you think." Fan Xuezhi followed up with a sentence, and when he heard He An'an's tender skin as if he had brushed a layer of chili sauce, he hurriedly covered his face.

Fan Xuezhi said: "An An, I want to meet you." ”

He An'an also wanted to see this person in his heart, he was tired of being together every day before, and now he has been separated for more than a month, and he is also worried about it.

He An'an lowered her voice, and stretched out her head to look at the location of the study like a thief, Old Man He was at home, maybe when he suddenly came out, and bumped into him again, she muttered like a mosquito: "How can I see it!" ”

In the summer, Old Man He and Fan Lao stopped visiting each other, and a few old comrades-in-arms with good relations made an appointment in the park, by the river, playing chess, and walking around the corner, He Anan and Fan Xuezhi didn't even have a chance to borrow light.

"Do you have anyone in your house now?" Fan Xuezhi asked.

"Someone, my grandfather and Jiang's mother are here." He Anan replied that Fang Huimin took He Fangyao and He Zongchao back to her parents' house in the morning, and He Jianbin was in the company, and there was no one at home.

"Can you come out then?" Fan Xuezhi asked again.

He Anan's eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window, and his heart was pounding: "I can only go to the library." ”

"Then go to the library, it's half past one, I'll be there before two, what about you?" Fan Xuezhi's tone rose slightly, with joy that could not be concealed.

"Then I'll see you at the door of the library at two o'clock."

He Anan hung up the phone, got up from the sofa, turned around and ran to the kitchen, and when he arrived at the door, he remembered that he should go back to the bedroom to change his clothes, and hurriedly turned around and ran to the bedroom. (To be continued.) )