Baihuan rummaged through the cabinets and didn't find the coat, and when she saw that her adoptive father had been peeking at her, she let it go. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhat's more, she has been gloriously dumped, and if she can't find it, she can't find it, isn't it better than seeing things and thinking about people. At the same time, I was glad that I had controlled the phone calls I wanted to make to him, and I held down the letters that were not sent, at least I kept my dignity.

In September 2002, Baihuan was still alone and took the train and then transferred to the school twice. As soon as Lala saw her, she went out for a drink and barbecue, but the reason was that Aaron, who was a local and boyfriend in the city, did not pick her up after arriving at school this time.

Van Lala's style is like this, the slightest wind and grass can make a shock.

Bai Huan didn't know how she had transported the drunken Lala from under the noses of the two security guards to the dormitory, but she cried and fussed that night, threatening to "never underestimate the big secret behind a small thing." ”

Bai Huan can empathize, but her approach is very different from Lala's.

In fact, she heard Mu Yang's voice at the beginning that night, but she still didn't say anything, "I'm Baihuan, who are you?" ”

"I am... Poplar. ”

"Who is Poplar?"

“……”

"Don't you speak, then I'll hang up." Bai Huan was about to hang up the phone, and Mu Yang hurriedly called her name urgently, "Bai Huan... Are you already gone today? ”

She was dismissive, "Otherwise, who answered your call now?" ”

"It's good that you're safe to school."

"Is there anything else?"

Stopped for a few seconds.

"I'll hang up if it's okay."

Mu Yang obviously still had something in his throat, but he choked back, "No." ”

After Lala woke up the next day, Bai Huan pointed out to her the clothes and quilts she had washed last night, "You are here to die or live for him, do you know?" Maybe someone else was eating and drinking outside, and nibbled on a few more skewers. ”

At this point, she suddenly remembered Mu Yang's abnormal voice last night, just like the state of drinking too much. At the same time as he was drinking, she was eating lamb skewers with Lala.

Bai Huan smiled bitterly, did he still want to provoke her?

……

The desk rang three times again, and the little madman had a hippie smile, "We cooperated very successfully last year, and we came again this year?" ”

Last year?

It's been a year since that letter.

"There are too many programs in the class this year, so I won't participate."

"Do you know why there are so many, because everyone wants a coming-of-age ceremony of their own."

That's a good thing, "What are you doing this year?" ”

But seeing the lyrics that the little madman took out, Bai Huan turned his pen and thought about it, "The lyrics are not good." ”

The little madman pretended to check, "What's wrong... What's bad? ”

"I still think Huangmei Opera is better."

"It's good for you to sing Huangmei Opera, but my role is too small, and I want to be the protagonist again." The little madman looked pitiful, "To be honest, I have never been recognized since I was a child, last year I tasted praise for being praised for being a partner with you, and if you help me again this year, my whole outlook on life will change." ”

"But..."

"That's it, "I'm going to marry you tomorrow".

"Hey...", Bai Huan refused, and the little madman was nowhere to be seen.

Lala at the back table took the fabric tape measure he had just bought, "Measure the size first, and stay up late to customize it for you." ”

Baihuan squinted at her, "After half a year, you still reconciled with Ah Long?" ”

"After studying computer science for a year or two, it is better to design two clothes according to your interests and specialties."

“……”

"The costumes for the songs and performances of the party must be atmospheric... Will the color be too dark? ”

"Van Lala!"

Lala nodded again and again, "Accumulate virtue and do good, accumulate virtue and do good." ”

“……”

"The Female Concubine" at last year's Spring Festival Gala was a highlight, because there was only one little madman in Baihuan in the Huangmei Opera show. Although there are many songs this year, none of them have "I'm going to marry you tomorrow" that can resonate. After the age of eighteen, everyone began to grow up in stages, and the topic changed from the original clubbing and all-nighters to ideals and tomorrow. When it comes to tomorrow, some people say career, some people say family, and in the end, one sentence is happiness.

On the first day of winter vacation, at the school gate, the little madman took the photo of the party to Bai Huan, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his pride, "I have half of the credit for this first." ”

Baihuan boasted: "Both halves are yours." ”

"See you in the next year."

Bai Huan admired the photo, remembered the previous rumors, and flipped back, sure enough!

"You stop."

The little madman turned his head violently, "Figured it out, would you like me to take you to the train station?" ”

A few bright words lit up in front of his eyes - tomorrow I will marry you.

"Lyrics, lyrics."

"What's on the back of my picture?" Bai Huan seemed to remember something again, "Last year's... Did you write on the back of the photo you gave me last year? ”

The little madman pretended to look at the sky, "It seems... Forgot. ”

"That's my thing, you destroyed it without my consent, and you didn't know that you had violated my property rights."

The little madman defended himself, "How can it be as serious as you say." First, I didn't destroy, I wrote all the lines and lyrics; Second, property rights... What is Property Rights? ”

Bai Huan was dumbfounded, and the little madman came up, "I think my handwriting is not bad..."

The whole Spring Festival Baihuan has a lot of ideas, but the unexpected is still to come.

She went to the drawer of her adoptive father's wardrobe to look for the household registration book, and planned to go to the town police station to apply for an ID card, but unfortunately she saw the coat that Mu Yang wore for her a year ago, and the inner lining label also had a confession written by her own hand - Mu Yang Baihuan.

She grabbed her clothes and went straight to the kitchen, "Dad, what is this?" ”

The adoptive father glanced at him, "Isn't it clothes?" ”

"This is my classmate's clothes, how can it be in your closet?"

The adoptive father understated: "At that time, as soon as you entered the house, I noticed the coat on your body, and then I heard your phone call with He Hua, and then I saw the poplar white ring on the label." Did you write it, or did the male classmate surnamed Mu write it? A few days later, someone called me on my mobile phone and asked you to go to Binjiang Avenue, I asked him who he was, and he said his name was Mu Yang. I said let him go to Binjiang Avenue and wait..."

"And you didn't tell me anything?"

The adoptive father paused, "Huanhuan, are you in love?" ”

"I didn't." Because of this, there is none.

"Then you can return the clothes to him now."

Bai Huan's face was full of anger, and his heart was boiling to the extreme, and he wanted to get angry at any time, "Dad! ......" and at the same time pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

The whole process of handling the ID card is also chaotic, and the questions that have plagued her for a year are finally a reasonable statement, heh!

Bai Huan walked out of the office hall and closed his eyes, does anyone believe that sincerity is spiritual?

Mu Yang found her in a scream.

The forty-year-old aunt shouted in her voice: "Ouch, others can't open their eyes when they walk, and you still close your eyes." Tsk..."

Bai Huan apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

God is so naughty sometimes, and will always arrange a chance encounter when you are most embarrassed. Bai Huan stood in a corner like a child who had done something wrong, and Mu Yang came over with the household registration book and greeted him kindly, "Such a coincidence." ”

"Hey, you're there too." Reality is always very different from imagination.

Mu Yang looked at the household registration book in her hand and asked, "It's done?" ”

"Well, what about you?"

"Alright."

"Oh."

"That's... I'm leaving. ”

Mu Yang walked a few steps and then fell back, and gently tapped her head with the household registration book in his hand, "You fool, don't think nonsense, you'll be in the third year of high school soon, study hard and take exams well." ”

He can always change the atmosphere into a relaxed atmosphere with one sentence, and Baihuan covers his head, "I don't." ”

Mu Yang smiled slightly and glanced at the route he was going to take, "Goodbye!" ”

Will she be able to keep him?

It was she who didn't care about everything, and easily showed him photos of herself and other men; It was also her who broke the appointment, leaving him alone to wait in the wind; Or did she misunderstand his disappointed eyes, and showed no mercy when he was drunk and worried.

Mu Yang had crossed the other side of the road, and Bai Huan shouted: "Mu Yang! She shook the household registration book in her hand, "It's an adult." ”

Mu Yang cooperated and lifted the household registration book.

Baihuan swallowed, regardless of whether the sidewalk was red or green, and ran away. Mu Yang was stunned, "Baihuan, what are you doing?" Watch out for the car! ”

Passing vehicles honked, many of them pulled the handbrake because of this, and each driver looked at her inexplicably, the scene was so big, and the movement was so big. She was so agile that she escaped peacefully in multiple vehicles, panting in front of him.

"Are you crazy? Do you know it's dangerous? ”

Bai Huan plucked up his courage, "Mu Yang, I like you!" This is the first time I've confessed to a boy since I've grown up. Can we be together? ”

Her words and deeds shocked him unexpectedly, and she also knew that he must not be able to shake his mind for a while, Bai Huan picked at the household registration book, and felt that the waiting time was so long.

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, Binjiang Avenue, I'll wait for your answer." She turned around and ran, leaving Mu Yang alone to bow and apologize to the driver in the incident.