As soon as I put down the phone, there was a message prompt:

"How many years do you think I've been annoyed by you; Girl, don't have such horrible dreams at night. ”

Yan Jingzhou didn't explain much, and directly took a photo and sent it to her.

After about ten seconds, Mei Yu received a message: "Honestly, have you done something unsightly recently?" ”

Yan Jingzhou immediately swiped a bunch of 'angry' and 'angry' expressions on the screen.

Mei Yu said: "This set of valuable 'beauty friends', coupled with your sudden emotional breakdown, I think this is the best explanation." ”

Yan Jingzhou looked at this news and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Immediately another message came to me: "You really didn't do anything?" Please answer me seriously! ”

Yan Jingzhou was a little angry, but she also knew that Mei Yu was really worried about her, so she told the truth:

"Didn't you tell your neighbor's brother that he came back, it's the person who has been in the picture in my bedroom, and he gave it to me."

Mei Yu posted several 'surprised' emojis in a row, followed by a series of evil laughs, and then the text of the message:

"My intuition is really accurate, he is really Lolitacon, you are really uncle, you two are really perverts."

"You're just envious. And I have proof. "Yan Jingzhou swiped Mei Yu's 'proud' emoji.

Mei Yu replied: "Evidence! Are you questioning my level of professionalism? Sister never leaves evidence in her work. ”

Yan Jingzhou smiled evilly, and also sent Mei Yu a 'bad smile' expression: "Of course not, as your best friend, I have the absolute right to speak: your professional ability is absolutely fine." ”

As soon as the message was sent, Yan Jingzhou immediately typed in the dialog box again: "It's you who has the problem." ”

When Mei Yu's message came, she immediately sent the message, and five seconds later, the phone was swiped by an 'angry' emoji.

Mei Yu asked, "So what...... When to meet parents, don't worry, no one is more professional than me when it comes to finding faults. ”

"You don't have to make an appointment, he has known my mom for a lot longer than he has known me." Although she knew that Mei Yu's parents were mainly herself, Yan Jingzhou felt that she couldn't give her a chance to find fault at the moment.

"Silly boy, of course I'm in the first row when it comes to your parents."

The two of them were arguing on their mobile phones, and it wasn't until more than three o'clock that Mei Yu said she was sleepy, and she didn't reply to messages after sending a 'good night'.

Yan Jingzhou also put down her mobile phone and lay down, but she didn't feel sleepy.

At three o'clock in the morning, it was almost the darkest time in the night sky. Yan Jingzhou was covered in the quilt, and the faint light of the mobile phone screen shone on her.

Yan Jingzhou stared blankly at the screen of her mobile phone, and many things came out of the depths of her mind so unscrupulously, confusing her teenage girl's mind.

"17 years old is the most suitable age for early love." Yan Jingzhou whispered to herself. With this sentence coming out, I naturally thought of 'confession'.

"Will he take it?" She was immediately stunned. He will definitely refuse.

Yan Jingzhou curled up on the bed, she cried, she didn't want to cry, but her tears were uncontrollable.

"So this is the heart-wrenching pain!" Yan Jingzhou thought so. She distinctly felt that her heart, which had been filled, suddenly vacated a place, as if her heart had suddenly become larger.

Slowly unfold the curled body, then lie flat in a large font, get your head out of the quilt, open your eyes and stare at the ceiling, squeezing out the excess emotions little by little.

More conscious than before, she suffered from insomnia, for the first time in seventeen years.

There's no way, since you can't sleep, find something to do.

Yan Jingzhou turned on the light, pulled out the book from under the pillow, and continued to read the place before. After seventeen years of life, this is the first time she chooses to read a book when she is bored, and before, she always played games, chatted, watched dramas, or ate.

When Meng Zhuang woke up in the dark, he picked up his mobile phone to look at the time, 7:33.

Instead of waiting for the eight o'clock alarm as usual, he got up immediately.

The quilt was folded, casual sportswear was found in the innermost part of the wardrobe, and the pajamas were hung up on a hanger. It was a habit he developed when he was a student, and every time he wanted to be lazy and not do it, he said to himself: "This is the last straw, and you must not let it go." So it was kept.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Meng Zhuang smiled, looking a little silly.

Step into the study and sit down at the computer desk. It is customary to turn on the computer, to make preparations before the start of work, and then it seems that you suddenly realize that there are other arrangements for today; Raised his head and looked out the window, his eyes were a little lonely.

Meng Zhuang turned off the computer, picked up the book and only read a few lines.

Leaning back in his chair and exhaling, he got up and went to the kitchen. Although he doesn't cook for himself, there are some simple ingredients in the fridge for the occasional hungry and don't want to order takeout.

He most often makes hard-boiled eggs, and this is the same today.

He made a cup of tea when he boiled eggs, and he ate low-quality black tea with boiled eggs.

After breakfast, Meng Zhuang made a fist stroke:

"Lost dishwashing." He pulled out the scissors and got up to clean up the scraps.

The place he cleaned up was limited to the small piece he needed to use, the hundred-twelve-by-sixty dining table, and except for the small piece he used, the rest of the place was dusty.

The kitchen was the same, he only used the refrigerator, induction cooker and a small pot, and the rest of the place was not cleaned.

After breakfast, Meng Zhuang's heart calmed down and returned to the study to continue reading.

He liked books so much that he was so addicted to them that he completely forgot that he was going to eat at Yanjingzhou's house. Until they were disturbed by the sound of footsteps.

Yan Jingzhou stood outside the door of the study and complained unhappily: "You have agreed to go to my house for dinner, and you want me to call you, don't bring such a big name." ”

Meng Zhuang looked at the time, it turned out that it was already eleven forty-three. Hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time." ”

"Seeing you dressed so handsomely, I can't seem to be angry."

Meng Zhuang really swept away the previous laziness today, and regained a little bit of the feeling of a sunny youth in the photo.

Yan Jingzhou urged Meng Zhuang: "Let's go, the food is ready and waiting for you." ”

At Yan Jingzhou's house, the dishes have been put on the table, and Meng Zhuang apologized to Yan Jingzhou's mother: "It's really embarrassing to bother you"

Yan Jingzhou's mother smiled happily and blamed him: "This child, what did you say, you grew up with me, just like my son." What makes me angry is that you don't come every time you are called to eat. ”

Meng Zhuang just laughed. When it comes to disagreements that cannot be agreed upon, he chooses to remain silent.

Although there were some awkward hiccups, it did not affect the atmosphere at the dinner table. Yan Jingzhou's mother was not very polite to Meng Zhuang, which was exactly what Meng Zhuang wanted. So the atmosphere of small talk also became pleasant.