"Have you forgotten?" Bai Mengyao carefully put the golden lock in her bag, and then answered Wu Ning's question, "I work in the canteen, our main expense is food, I don't need money to eat, I also have clothes, and the master will give me some money every month, plus the living expenses given to me by my parents, it's enough." ”

"But don't you feel like it's not too big?" Wu Ning twitched the corner of his eyes, "Such a big one is brought to your neck, it really looks like an upstart." ”

"Did I mention I bought it for myself?"

Bai Mengyao glanced at Wu Ning.

"I didn't buy it for you, did I buy it for me?" Wu Ning pointed to his face, "If it was really bought for me, I would reluctantly accept it, haha......" After she finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing at first, so how could this be possible.

"Then, Yaoyao, who did you buy it for?" Wu Ning is going to break the casserole and ask in the end, who is it for?

"My brother," Bai Mengyao raised her face, and that faint light fell on her eyes, clear but also blurry, complex but simple.

"Your brother?" Wu Ning was choked, almost choked to death by his own spit, "Yaoyao, you don't have a fever, you don't get sick, don't you forget it, you are an only daughter, just like me, where did you come from?" ”

"I have," Bai Mengyao put her hand behind her back and squinted her eyes slightly at the wind in front of her.

"I have a younger brother, who is still in my mother's womb, so I think I'm about to be born."

She turned around and smiled at Wu Ning, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Wu Ning is still stupid.

"Your mother gave birth to it?"

"What's wrong?" Bai Mengyao didn't feel how strange this was.

"But, ...... your mother's age"

Wu Ning counted with his fingers, Bai Mengyao is 19 years old, and Aunt Shen is almost 40 years old, can she still give birth?

"Who said you can't give birth?" Bai Mengyao pointed to Wu Ning's forehead, "As long as you have that, you can have a child, if you don't believe it, try it when you get old in the future," and she never knew, it turned out that sometimes her words would come true, Wu Ning really gave birth to a child at the age of 40.

However, this is all for the future, and the current problem is that Wu Ning pouted and made it clear that he didn't believe it.

"I wouldn't have been born then, how weird."

"What if it's born?" Bai Mengyao approached her, and it was rare to make such a little joke with her.

"Then I, then I'm ......" Wu Ning's face directly puffed up, and then the more he held back, the redder he became, and the more he suffocated, the more he puffed up, "If I really give birth to a child at the age of 40, I will call this child a dog." ”

Bai Mengyao sneered,

"You're going to ruin your son's life."

She turned around and patted her bag gently, but occasionally she couldn't help but walk over when she saw the colorful yarns hanging from it.

She likes to knit sweaters, remember, the sweaters she knitted, others say, like they are sold, they look good.

The threads were thick and thin, and there were all kinds of patterns, so she couldn't help but buy a big bag back.

College life is actually very comfortable, talking about a few loves, doing a few earth-shattering things, and occasionally going crazy, in college, it's not a big deal at all, but for Bai Mengyao, it's a long time in the past. She doesn't have the heart to fall in love, and she doesn't deserve to be earth-shattering.