1. Chapter I

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When I saw Lu Heng again, I had just finished leaving the school and was rolling up the taxi downstairs in the dormitory, and I glanced at him by the way, white shirt and suit pants, I should have come in a hurry, otherwise I wouldn't have worn it like this.

Cycle told him before that she couldn't wear a suit when she came to school, and she couldn't drive in the car, for fear of being misunderstood by people who didn't understand the situation. Even Zhou Qiancheng came to school to pick her up on the weekend, and she also asked Feng Shi to come with her, but Feng Shi said, child, you and Zhou Qiancheng are very ugly, and others can see the father-daughter relationship at a glance. The cycle felt reasonable, so Feng Shi didn't come as a matter of course.

Feng Shi has a poisonous tongue, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, such as in order to highlight his beauty, when he looks in the mirror together, he always sighs: "When you weren't born, I thought about all the shortcomings you might have, but I didn't expect you to be so ugly......" So if Cycle is a confident girl, then she must be deaf.

Lu Heng stood next to the car and didn't help, and he didn't mean to talk to her, and the cycle seemed to be anxious, so there was no need to rush to deal with him. handed the large and small boxes on the ground to the driver, and the driver stuffed her things into the trunk and asked her if there were so many books that were useless, and sold them on the other side. She shook her head: "No, it's all useful." โ€

Except for a dozen textbooks and a few novels, they are actually useless and can be sold completely. Books have always been on the scale, and the paper is expensive, and a small stack can be sold for a good price, but when selling books in front of Lu Heng, this kind of pursuit of small profits, especially uncultured behavior, if she does it, she thinks Lu Heng will definitely despise her.

Cycle remembered and asked the driver: "Are we talking about one hundred and fifteen?" The driver nodded: "When you arrive, you can give one hundred and three." She pulled two hundred sheets from her purse and stuffed them into the driver's pocket: "Add fifty to you." The driver's eyes widened: "Just now you were fighting with me for one hundred and five." Cycle didn't argue, she lowered her head and untied the bundle of books and tied it again, yes, she had just argued with the driver for twenty dollars, and was ready to fight for it again when she got out of the car. But now it's different, Lu Heng is here, she wants him to see that she is very generous and excellent now.

In the past, Lu Heng said that the cycle was not confident, but later she heard a saying that people who wash their hair frequently will be confident, and she understood for the first time that in addition to her mother who has a poisonous tongue, washing her hair twice a week is also the reason for her lack of confidence. So she now washes four times a week, just before she comes out this morning.

You see, love books, generous, sympathetic to drivers, confident, and full of advantages. At this moment, in front of Lu Heng, the cycle felt that he was shining.

The driver suddenly said that there was a bed of cotton wool that was not easy to stuff, and asked what to do, she held a bed of cotton wool that could not be stuffed and walked to the truck opposite to collect old books. He pretended not to hear and walked over.

The engine of the truck clicked, and the person who received the book loudly asked if he would accept the cotton wool, and the other party laughed: "Little girl, do you see the cotton wool on my truck?" If you wait, there should be a car to collect it later. She tugged at the corners of her mouth, and came back with the cotton wool in her arms, ready to be thrown in the dormitory.

Lu Heng grabbed her this time, took the cotton wool from her hand, and took out another hand to hold her hand and said, "Put it in my car." "If you want to put it in your car, you can put it in your car, and do what you do. After being stunned for a second, he snatched the cotton wool from his hand and threw it next to the trash can in front of the dormitory station: "I don't want it." โ€

She turned and opened the taxi door and sat inside. The school road was not wide, surrounded by a bunch of cars, the taxi drove crookedly and slowly, and the driver said in front: "It's like a driving test, it's really a test of skills." Seeing that she didn't speak, she asked again, "Your boyfriend is behind?" โ€

She glanced at the rearview mirror, the small rearview mirror seemed to suck Lu Heng and his car into it, and suddenly felt that the rearview mirror was really a good thing, and she felt even better when she looked at it. Seeing that she still didn't speak, the driver said, "I'll find seventy for you later." โ€

She immediately replied: "It used to be!" For fear that the driver would regret it, the cycle was a little anxious: "You will find me seventy in the car." The driver was happy and said, "That's not possible, what if I care about finding money for you, I can't drive the car well, and I hit it in the back." Cycle raised his eyelids: "Don't worry, if you suddenly reverse now, he won't crash into it." The driver said, "Not necessarily, maybe people are restless now." She rolled her eyes, disbelieving her.

Lu Heng is not only very good at driving, but also coerced and lured the cycle, on her 21st birthday, he gave her a Beetle, and when he gave her the car keys, he said: "Go to the driver's license, this one will give you practice first, and then buy you a good one." โ€

It was as if they had a future.

Cycle hates all the things that are responsible, and driving is responsible for other people's lives, so she doesn't like it. When she and Lu Heng expressed this opinion, Lu Heng asked her if there would be any exceptions, and she said that if there was a different car, maybe she would consider it.

So he bought her a Beetle, and he thought that what she said was different was just a little girl's coquettishness, and she wanted a cute car. He would not have imagined that the unusual car she was talking about was a small pickup similar to a Stalingrad tractor, and of course the cycle knew that his taste would not be so low.

In Lu Heng's heart, the cycle has always been a child who is not very sensible.

On his 25th birthday, she proudly showed him the results of the mental age test: "Look, my mental age is 24 years old, don't despise any decisions I make." He smeared the cake on her face: "How many times did you secretly do it, and you came up with this result to coax me?" โ€

The reason why the cycle showed him the test results was because Lu Heng received an offer from a foreign university, and the company was also in a stable period. He asked her a few times, and several times she was categorical: "Of course I go, I don't go if I have a problem with my brain." As a result, he said that she was mentally immature, and that she could only talk and do things with her brain.

She knew what Lu Heng meant, and he hoped that she would refuse him to go, and sincerely keep him. Of course she wants to do this, how lonely it is to go abroad, maybe she will become her ex, not to mention that the emotional foundation of the two is not solid at all, and even, there is no emotional foundation. But if she had kept him sincerely, he would have regretted it.

In addition to her parents, she is afraid that someone will lose something because of her.

Lu Heng didn't go in the end, he said that he didn't understand anything in China, and he didn't know what would happen when he went abroad. She breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately it wasn't because of herself. Later, I thought it was funny, I really thought of myself too much before.

When she got out of the car, the driver really looked for her seventy and helped her move the things in the car upstairs one by one. Lu Heng's car also drove in, and the car that had just been maintained was parked in front of this old-style tube building, looking nondescript. With his hands in his pockets, he leaned against the front of the car to take in the details.

Cycle and the driver thanked him and said goodbye and were about to go upstairs, but he felt rude, so he turned around and asked Lu Heng again: "Why are you here today?" โ€

Lu Heng said: "Your father said that you left school today, and I came to see if I would like to help you transport your things home." โ€

"I'm staying here temporarily, there's nothing I need your help with, you can go back."

"How long are you going to rent here?"

"This is what I bought." This old-style tube building has only one bedroom and one living room, and the balcony adds up to only thirty or forty square meters, but it belongs to her completely, and she has almost spent all her savings from childhood to adulthood. On the day he got the key, he felt that he was an independent individual, an ordinary person, not just Zhou Qiancheng's daughter, although the pocket money saved was also Zhou Qiancheng's.

It's just that from now on, no one who gets along with her will be able to see the aura that Zhou Qiancheng brought her.

When she saw Lu Heng coming to the corridor, she hurriedly leaned on the entrance of the corridor, with a look of rejection: "I won't invite you to go up, you also saw it, so I moved over, it's a mess, and it's not easy to see people if you don't clean it up." โ€

Lu Heng stepped over from her lap at the entrance of the building: "I just moved here, so the mess should be understood." "Lift your legs and go to the second floor.

Cycle hurriedly grabbed his shirt from behind: "Don't go up." โ€

He was dragged to a halt by her, turned around and grabbed her elbow, and said with a smile in his tone: "Period, this is a public corridor." When she put down her hand in a dejected manner, he went up the stairs again, and when he reached the second floor, he went straight in.

The room was as if it had been robbed, with cotton wool piled up on the floor, several large bundles of books, three large and small boxes and a large storage box, the lid of the storage box rolled aside at some point, and the underwear, underwear, and sanitary napkins inside were lying in a conspicuous position.

She hurriedly closed the lid of the storage box, and Lu Heng as if she hadn't seen anything, picked up the cotton wool on the ground and laid it on the bed, unfolded it before turning around and saying, "This is the quilt of the single bed, how to make it?" โ€

Cycle sat on the storage box, calm and relaxed: "No matter how I lay it, you also saw the house, do you want to have a meal before leaving?" โ€

Lu Heng ignored her, easily opened her three lockboxes, took out a quilt cover from it, and began to put on the quilt cover. He didn't say a word, she had nothing to do, and she was already a little angry. He opened the lockbox easily, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up to close the boxes one by one, and loudly accused him: "You open my lockbox, you are violating me." โ€

"All three are '000' passwords, what is it?"

She choked on him and sat on the floor. Cycle belongs to the simple-minded, lazy type of people, a set of passwords on the Internet, plus a few โ–กโ–ก sets of passwords have almost used up the brain capacity. So if there is a password similar to a lockbox, she uses the initial password directly.

Obviously, in the year of dating, Lu Heng has figured out his stupidity. She sat on the ground, close to collapsing.

When Lu Heng pulled her up, he heard his low laughter coming out of his nostrils again, and he really collapsed at this time, and yelled at him: "Get out, why are you laughing at me." โ€

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