As night fell, a few girls began their first forum. Yan'er and Meng'er sat on Meng'er's bed, Mei'er sat at Ziqi's desk, and Ziqi was holding a book on the bed and reading with her head down.

"I'm a native of City A, and I used to study in No. 2 Middle School." Mei'er was the first to speak.

"Me too." Words answered.

"Then why haven't I seen you in No. 2 before?" Mei'er looked at Yan'er in disbelief.

"I said I was also a native of City A." Yan'er threw a roll of her eyes at Mei'er. "Sister, I'm in the first middle school!"

"I'm just like Yan'er!" Meng'er glanced at Yan'er, and then turned to Ziqi, who was still concentrating on reading. "Where's Ziqi?"

"My hometown is in City B, and I grew up in Mayor A. I graduated from the school. With that, he lowered his head.

"Does Ziqi like to read a lot?" Meng'er continued to ask. Ziqi replied in a low voice, "Hmm." And he said no more.

Meng'er thought, no wonder she has a strong bookish atmosphere. It seems that she is a woman who came out of ancient times, raised in the boudoir, and is exposed to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and the classical charm of the whole body.

"By the way, Meng'er, bumped into your brother who was said by that person, is it just a childhood sweetheart?" Mei'er raised her eyebrows, looking like a gossip.

"Le Mei'er, is Meng'er familiar with you? Do I need to explain this to you? After Yan'er glanced at Mei again, she looked at Meng'er with starry eyes, and said one by one. Meng'er, you hugged me today, I am your person. I'm familiar with you, so tell me secretly, who is your brother! ”

'I'm your man. She remembered that the girl had said the same thing. On her eighth birthday that year, her father went to the court, and after her brother couldn't stand her soft grinding and hard bubbles, he sneaked out of the court with her. In the midst of the bustling crowd, she saw a girl about her size in a white dress kneeling on the ground with a blank piece of paper written on it.

"Brother, is she selling herself to bury her father?"

"Meng'er, let's go!" He is a few years older than his sister, and he knows that sometimes more things are better than less, not to mention that there is no conspiracy in Lu Dao?

"Brother, she's so pitiful!" Meng'er tugged at her brother's sleeve and didn't let her brother leave.

"Well, you put this in front of her, and we'll go." Cang Haijun gave a silver ingot to Meng'er.

"It's good." With that, Meng'er trotted over. Cang Haijun saw so many people around him, and he still didn't feel at ease and followed.

"Oh, this is for you, you go and bury your father!" Meng'er squatted down and looked at the girl in front of her. Due to malnutrition, he has a small sallow face under his yellow hair, but his eyes are extraordinarily spiritual.

"Miss Xie Lu, Miss Xie!" As he spoke, he kowtowed to Meng'er.

"Meng'er, let's go!" Cang Haijun picked up his sister and took her hand to leave. However, there is a pair of small hands that block the footsteps of Meng'er's daughter.

"Miss, please stay, after Yan'er buries her father, Yan'er will serve Miss for life! Please take Yan'er away! Meng'er looked at the girl who was the same height as her, but much thinner than her, and she looked up at her brother, who shook his head.

"No need, you bury your father well, and live a good life by yourself!"

"No, Miss gave me money to bury my father, and I am your man!" At that time, the girl said firmly.

At this time, the words that changed his face and tone also said, Meng'er, I am your person.

"Meng'er, Meng'er, come back to your senses!" I don't know when Lu Dao moved to her bed, and shook it in front of her with her hand.

"Oh, Brother You! It's my brother's friend, and we grew up together! ”

Meng'er looked out the window and said lightly, and after a few seconds, no one answered, turned around, saw the two of them with a look of disbelief, and then asked in unison! "Finished?" "Gone?"

"What else do you want?" As I spoke, I looked at Ziqi, who was also looking at me, looking at each other and smiling, and she lowered her head and began to read her book again.

"Cut ~~~~~"

"Demon ~~~~~"

After two sounds, the owner of the voice went back to his bed.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep!

The next day, a class meeting was held to lead the training supplies. As a result, the military training was carried out in September as we entered the golden autumn. Meng'er sat in the shade of the tree and watched them rest, stand upright, count, straddle and so on.

Half an hour later......

"Meng'er, I'm also going to write a report saying that I had surgery. Woo, is military training a human job? As soon as Mei'er heard the instructor say to rest, she rushed to Meng'er's side. Grabbing the water that Meng'er stretched out, he said as he twisted the lid.

"Mei'er, write one for me by the way." Yan'er said after Mei'er. Meng'er took out a tissue and carefully wiped Yan'er's sweat, looking gentle and graceful.

"Meng'er, my sister also has to wipe her face!" Mei'er stretched her face between Meng'er and Yan'er and laughed.

"Good!" However, she stuffed the tissue that had just wiped Yan'er's sweat in her hand into her hand, squatted down and picked up Ziqi's water, and handed it to Zhong Ziqi who walked between them. Ziqi took it, smiled gratefully at Meng'er, raised her head and began to drink water.

"Dead dreams, it's so disgusting, you actually stuffed the tissues that Yanmei used in my hands!" As he spoke, he threw the tissue into the trash can a few meters away. "Ah, I said, how can you do this to your future sister-in-law? Ah, aren't you afraid that I'll give you little shoes in the future? Mei'er was a lesson to Meng'er, and she didn't notice what kind of shock her actions had brought to the three little women around her.

"You, you, why did you throw it so accurately?" Yan'er asked in surprise and stammered.

"Oh, that's it, I used to be on the varsity basketball team." Mei'er noticed their surprise and threw it down lightly.

"School, school, school basketball team, accept people like you!?" Yan'er continued to stammer.

"The little stammering words are beautiful, what kind of person is my sister? Well? Mei'er said, took a step forward, and looked at Yan'er condescendingly. Compared with Mei'er's height of more than one meter and seven meters, Yan'er took a few steps back after feeling the huge pressure. However, Mei'er didn't seem to want to let her go, so she took a few steps forward and said. "You don't know why the Ludao basketball team will accept me, but I know that the Ludao basketball team will never accept you, a 1.55-meter dwarf winter melon!"

As soon as Mei'er's words fell, the coach began to shout for assembly. So, Mei'er smiled charmingly at Yan'er, who was stunned, and then handed the bottle in her hand to Meng'er, twisted her waist and went to gather. Yan'er here came back to his senses and chased after him. "Le Meier, you just have a bamboo pole, a bamboo pole, a bamboo pole!"

Watching them chase after each other in the team, Meng'er and Ziqi couldn't help laughing.

"Ziqi, come over quickly!" Meng'er said to Ziqi, who was still next to her.

"Hmm." After a sound, Ziqi also returned to the team. She was left alone, sitting in the shade of the tree, watching them repeat the movements again. And she, her college life is about to start to kick off.

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