Song Xingqing changed her clothes and looked at her phone, ten o'clock in the morning. Today is Sunday, the last day of the weekend, Song Xingqing decided to go to the mall alone to buy some clothes that suit her current preferences, she doesn't plan to let Gu Chongyi know, lest he have to pay for her again. So, Song Xingqing sent a text message to Gu Chongyi. It reads: My mom told me to go home for lunch and come back before dinner. Gu Chongyi quickly replied with a text message: Be careful on the road, wait for you to have dinner together. After receiving the text message, Song Xingqing hurried to go out.

Song Xingqing's school is located in the suburbs, and there is only one bus to and from here on weekdays, and the result of waiting for more than ten minutes each time is often that the car is not even crowded because there are too many people on the bus. Therefore, there are also many private vans parked at the side entrance of the school, which are dedicated to the business of college students. However, Song Xingqing's heart is more resistant to these "black cars", she has no sense of security about these cars, so she would rather stand here and wait for those taxis that occasionally have students calling.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a bus slowly drove by, and from the outside, you could clearly see that the faces were sticking to the doors and windows like pancakes. Finally a taxi came, and Song Xingqing hurriedly waved to him. The taxi stopped steadily in front of her, and when the students inside got out of the car, Song Xingqing couldn't wait to sit on it. "Master, go to the pedestrian street."

"Wait a minute, classmate." A loud male voice came from not far behind him.

Song Xingqing's heart was shocked. It can't be him, right?

Song Xingqing turned her head and saw that it was really Zhou Yifan, her classmate, and a very important figure in her college life.

Zhou Zhou Fan hurriedly ran to the taxi, only to find Song Xingqing sitting inside, and he was surprised.

"Classmate Song, what a coincidence, are you going to the city too?"

"Hmm." Song Xingqing was concise and didn't look up at him.

Zhou Fan didn't mind. "Great, can we carpool and go together? I'm also going to the city to buy something. ”

Song Xingqing wanted to refuse, but she couldn't think of any good reason, and the driver's eldest brother had already spoken. "Let's just go together, carpooling is convenient for you and me, and I can do more business."

Song Xingqing had no choice but to sit in the car and let Zhou Yifan get into the car, and Zhou Yifan told the driver that he was going to the pedestrian street in the city.

No matter how hard Song Xingqing tried to recall, there was never such an encounter scene as today in her memory, how could she meet it unexpectedly?

Song Xingqing thought back carefully. That's right! She didn't have the idea of going out to buy clothes like she did today, has everything changed in the dark? Thinking about it now, from the moment she returned to the past with the idea of starting over with Gu Chongyi, she was destined to be different from what happened in history.

"Classmate Song, what are you going to the city for?"

Song Xingqing was silent, she hated Zhou Yifan in her heart.

Song Xingqing's silence quickly cooled down Zhou Fan's originally excited emotions, and he stopped talking.

Once, Song Xingqing fell in love with Zhou Fan after hurting Gu Chongyi, like retribution, but in the end, Zhou Zhou Fan abandoned himself, which also became an eternal scar in Song Xingqing's heart.

"Are you and Gu Chongyi really dating?" Zhou Fan's brows were deeply locked.

"Yes, others are very good, and it's normal to please girls." Song Xingqing's tone was hard and unexpressed.

Song Xingqing knew very well in her heart that Zhou Yifan liked herself. But now Song Xingqing just wants to anger him with words and take revenge on him for his ruthlessness towards him back then.

"I'm also very good, why don't girls like me?" Zhou Fan asked in a slightly joking tone.

Thinking of Zhou Fan's various things to himself in the past, Song Xingqing felt angry.

"You're not modest at all." Song Xingqing paused, and then said, "Maybe it's because girls like handsome and modest boys." Song Xingqing's words were sarcastic, and her face was as cold as ice.

Looking at Zhou Fan, whose face was white for a while and red for a while, Song Xingqing suddenly felt half relieved in her heart. She looked at Zhou Fan carefully, he was still the polite scholar. Although Zhou Yifan is not as handsome and extraordinary as Gu Chongyi, he can still be regarded as a gentle and elegant talent. I just said that, Zhou Zhou Fan must have been hit hard.

But Song Xingqing didn't feel guilty at all, she felt that compared to the pain that Zhou Zhou Fan brought her, the blow he was suffering now was nothing at all.

Until he got out of the car, Zhou Zhou Fan didn't say a word again.

"You both come here, forty pieces in total."

The driver master is obviously together because they know each other.

"Master, my fare is calculated separately." Song Xingqing didn't want to owe Zhou Fan anything.

Zhou Zhou Fan took the lead and handed the prepared fare to the driver. "Forty yuan, master, you take it."

"Zhou Fan, I'll give you the money."

"No need." Zhou Zhou Fan dropped this sentence, quickly got out of the car and left.

Song Xingqing hurriedly caught up and blocked in front of Zhou Yifan. "I don't like to owe someone something." Song Xingqing said as she took out twenty yuan from her pocket and put it in front of Zhou Fan's eyes.

Monday's face sank. "I don't like to mess with other people, so I won't ask for it, and of course, if you want to follow me all the time, I won't mind." After speaking, he bypassed Song Xingqing.

Zhou Fan's stubborn temper Song Xingqing knows. If you continue to entangle like this, there will be no result, so Song Xingqing has no choice but to give up.

Seeing Zhou Zhou Fan go to the right, Song Xingqing chose the left direction without hesitation. This time, if she could, she didn't want to have anything to do with Zhou Fan again.

After shopping for a day, she didn't have time to eat, Song Xingqing felt that her feet couldn't walk anymore, and her hands were full of the spoils of today's shopping.

After looking at her phone, it was already half past four in the afternoon, Song Xingqing hurriedly took a taxi back to school, otherwise not only would she not be able to get a taxi during the rush hour, but the road would be very congested.

Song Xingqing was startled when she was woken up by the driver, but she didn't expect that she would fall asleep like this. Song Xingqing wiped the saliva marks from the corners of her mouth embarrassedly, hurriedly paid the money, and walked out of the car with her things.

After shopping around this day, Song Xingqing was dizzy and her feet hurt, and her arms were so pressed by large and small shopping bags that she couldn't lift them.

"Need help?" Zhou Fan walked behind her at some point, which startled Song Xingqing.

"Monday, why haven't you changed at all! It's still so elusive! ”

"You say this as if you know me very well." Zhou Fan smiled deeply.

Song Xingqing's heart sank, but she didn't expect to accidentally lift a stone and hit her own foot, so she had to casually say nonsense: "Tell you, I can look at looks, I can know what I want to know about you, just look at you." ”

Song Xingqing dragged his heavy steps and continued to move forward.

Zhou Fan couldn't help but snatch the bag from Song Xingqing's hand and put it all in his hand.