Yan Jingzhou found that Meng Zhuang was looking at her, and immediately restrained her smile, lowered her head, bit her lower lip, and her heartbeat accelerated a few beats; The blood flowed faster, and his face flushed.

"But then again, do you really think she likes me?" Meng Zhuang picked up a sketch and displayed it in front of Yan Jingzhou. The person on the sketch is very beautiful, a woman who can fall in love at first sight. Yan Jingzhou was ashamed of himself, and nodded softly.

Women are jealous, and at this moment, Yan Jingzhou is deeply jealous of the person in this painting. She said duplicitously: "Well~ But with your character, I'm afraid it's not easy to stay with her for the rest of your life, consider not being friends after breaking up, it's better not to confess." ”

Meng Zhuang nodded very approvingly: "Agree, the stupidest thing in life is to turn your best friend into a lover, less friends who can talk to each other, and more acquaintances who dare not tell the truth." ”

Yan Jingzhou rolled her eyes at him, her heart was in chaos.

After only half eating the meal with Meng Zhuang, Yan Jingzhou put down the dishes and chopsticks and went to clean up the house.

There is a photo on the innermost bookshelf, at the door of a three-story duplex house, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is holding a girl about ten years old:

The boy wears a plain white T-shirt, black sports casual pants, and black sneakers. The girl wore two ponytails, a pale pink dress, and her bare feet, and her small hands tightly grasped the index and ring fingers of the boy's right hand. It could be seen that she was busy looking at the camera and was reluctant to take her eyes off the boy.

This photo was taken when Meng Zhuang graduated from high school, and it is also the only photo of the two together. At that time, only two were printed, and she had to cry several times a day when Meng Zhuang had just moved out.

After that, for more than seven years, the two men did not see each other or make a single phone call.

But even so, she recognized Meng Zhuang immediately on the day he returned.

When I cleaned it for the first time, I found this photo here, and I knew that Meng Zhuang didn't choose to take it with me at the beginning, and Yan Jingzhou had a short loss.

Here's what Meng Zhuang said:

"Speaking of which, this is the only photo I printed, but fortunately I didn't take it with me, otherwise I wouldn't have found it."

Yan Jingzhou didn't believe it, and said angrily: "Liar, don't you have a photo with your uncle and aunt?" ”

Meng Zhuang replied: "There are group photos, but they only exist in electronic albums. ”

Meng Zhuang stared at the photo for a while, and sighed: "I am very afraid of trouble, my life is like a monkey breaking bread and grain." ”

What does this mean, Yan Jingzhou didn't ask at the time, and she never asked. Gradually, she felt that it didn't matter what it meant.

Of course, the mood of 'wondering' has not changed, it is Yan Jingzhou who told herself: "Since God has arranged for Meng Zhuang to return to live here, it must have also made arrangements for what will happen next, she just needs to wait quietly; What is the answer? When you should know, you will know. ”

Yan Jingzhou carefully wiped the photo frame, and his eyes turned to Meng Zhuang.

In more than seven years, a lot has changed. It's the people who have changed the most! The childish little girl in the photo has grown into a fair lady, and the boy is two or three meters to her left, and the youthful spirit of the year can no longer be seen on her body.

But none of this matters, in Yan Jingzhou's heart, Meng Zhuang has always deliberately bought candy for her when she came back from school that weekend; Tell her, "Be my girlfriend and have candy to eat." The boys.

It is said to be cleaning, but in fact, it is just picking up the manuscript paper that is littered on the ground; The banquet will be carefully wiped down only a few ornaments, or because they are placed together with the photo frame.

It took less than half an hour to get it done. Seeing Meng Zhuang reading, Yan Jingzhou leaned over: "Is there any recommendation for me?" Seeing you, I seem to want to try a little harder. ”

But in fact, she wants to read because Meng Zhuang likes the type of girl who likes to read quietly.

"It's good to see what interests you." Meng Zhuang said: "The purpose of reading books is not to learn something, as a hobby; Otherwise, no matter how good the book is, it will become jerky and boring. ”

Yan Jingzhou smiled a little shyly: "That's right, but the trouble is that there is no such interest habit; You recommend two books to me, so that I can slowly enter the sacred temple of literature. ”

Meng Zhuang closed the book in his hand, got up and picked out five or six books from the bookshelf for Yan Jingzhou. They are all works of literary masters, and the titles of the books have long been familiar; But when she really got the book, Yan Jingzhou's only thought was: "It turns out that this book looks like this." ”

I flipped through it casually at Meng Zhuang's house, and it was already past nine o'clock.

It was almost time to go home, and Yan Jingzhou asked Meng Zhuang: "Go to my house for dinner tomorrow?" Then he turned the invitation into a command: "That's it, don't find a reason to shirk." ”

Meng Zhuang had no choice but to agree. Because if he doesn't agree, Yan Jingzhou will come back tomorrow morning, and he will definitely grind and soak until he agrees.

Of course, Meng Zhuang was not forced: there was nothing to do on the weekend; Second, he doesn't hate Yan Jingzhou's character and behavior.

When Yan Jingzhou returned home, her mother was watching a costume drama. She was also chasing this drama, so she watched it with her mother.

As soon as she sat down, her mother asked her, "Did Meng Zhuang agree?" ”

"Of course, I'm his sister." Yan Jingzhou looked proud. In front of her mother, she is still a little girl who is ignorant of the world, so she naturally pretends to be more innocent than the real her.

Of the forty-five minutes of the TV series, Yan Jingzhou only watched less than half of it. She likes this TV series very much, but she can't watch it tonight, and she is thinking about the book she got from Meng Zhuang's house.

Went back to the room and covered himself in the quilt, reading a book while sending messages to Mei Yu.

The books that Meng Zhuang recommended to her were very exciting, and she was addicted to them when she looked at them. By the time she felt sleepy, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and there were seven messages from Mei Yu on her phone, the last one was when it was almost 0:00:

"Slut, what are you doing? Answer the old lady's question immediately. ”

What are they talking about? Yan Jingzhou was not impressed. Scroll up the message history:

It's about a cosmetics that has been very popular recently, Mei Yu wants it very much, complaining that the price is too inhumane; Yan Jingzhou showed off that he had it. Mei Yu asked her where she got the money.

I wanted to mess with her for a while before telling her the truth, but I was so obsessed with reading that I forgot to reply to the message.

Although it is already more than two o'clock, for Mei Yu, Yan Jingzhou is not a gentle girl. I sent her two windows before writing a message: "My brother sent it, and the only daughter is envious." ”