At the noon table, everyone gathered to eat.

It's a normal lunch, but the atmosphere is a little weird.

Immediately Fei touched his chin, and his gossip eyes scanned the two people on the other side of the table.

Chu Xiaoxi picked up the pork rib soup bowl and took a small sip, and the afterglow was also looking at the purity and grievances over there.

Soon, everyone's eyes shifted to the two men.

"Xiao Chunchun, do you eat hairy crabs?"

"There is no fish in the shredded fish-flavored pork, or I will ask the cook to add some fish to you next time."

"This is a special fish species caught in the deep sea, it tastes very good, for you to taste..."

"Where are you going in the afternoon? I'll be with you. ”

"Tomorrow the Black River Music Team and the Lemon Team will fight, should we go and see it?"

...

Pure raised his forehead, his five fingers quietly clenched into fists, and looked speechlessly at the food piled up in front of the table.

Shen Yi is still tweeting about recommending food to her, and he can't wait to pile up the best food in the restaurant in front of her.

"I'm full."

Chun Jie put down the dishes and chopsticks, stood up expressionlessly, nodded goodbye to everyone, and left the table without looking back.

Shen took a look at it and was anxious: "Xiao Chunchun, you have only eaten five mouthfuls of rice, drank three spoonfuls of soup, and two pork ribs, you will definitely be hungry in the afternoon!" ”

Shen Yan hurriedly followed, trying to catch up with the pure pace.

After a while, there was a muffled grunt of a heavy object falling to the ground from the other side of the hallway, and a scream of grievance.

immediately shook his arms, as if he was beaten, and said with emotion: "Shen Yi went to drink last night, and today he actually trained his courage, awesome." ”

Who is purity?

The campus bully from childhood to adulthood, the prototype of the heroine of all dog-blooded women dressed as men and romances.

Although Pure likes to mess with flowers and grass and swagger around, she also hates the people who follow her the most.

Shen Grievance is simply a piece of dog skin plaster, like a shadow, stalking, challenging pure patience again and again.

"Maybe you can really chase purity." Mr. Shan was satisfied and chewed the peeled hairy crab meat, and Mei Zizi said, "That guy Lao Bai killed himself, if he had opened his mouth earlier, now Chun Jie and Lao Bai's son have come out." ”

Silently peeled the crab meat for him, and did not speak.

It's hard to imagine that a tall and cold guy can patiently and carefully peel the crab shell like an old mother, and then take out the crab meat perfectly.

Chu Xiaoxi shook his head and refuted Mr. Shan's point of view: "First love is hard to forget. No matter how attentive he is, he will never forget his first love. ”

In the most ignorant age, the feelings generated are the purest and most beautiful.

Mr. Shan was surprised: "Sister-in-law Xi, hearing you say this, do you still have your first love?" ”

Chu Xiaoxi said bluntly: "It's not counted, my neighbor when I was a child ———"

The alarm in his brain sounded moderately, and Chu Xiaoxi braked on the edge of the cliff where he died.

The heart is turned upside down, and the alarm bell is loud!

Actually, I almost confessed what happened when I was a child!

Chu Xiaoxi stiffened her head and hurriedly changed the subject: "My neighbor's aunt told me a very good-looking book... It's called "Gold Medal Corpse Detective", and the male and female protagonists in it are also first love, which has lasted for 30,000 years, which is particularly touching. ”

Speaking of the weakness of the heart, Chu Xiaoxi picked up the soup bowl in a gloomy manner, and took two sips to suppress the shock.

Mr. Shan nodded as if he understood whether he understood or not, and felt that what Sister-in-law Xi said was very reasonable, and he also sighed: "What I said makes sense, I want to confess to me at the same table back then, and the master still remembers it." ”

The ancients had a cloud:

God will never stop mankind from dying.