The bedroom has a desk, a bookcase. Two wardrobes. A bed.

It's different from other girls who like to be pink and tender.

If anything, it's the sticker on Pikachu on the wall.

The phone prompt sounded, and Qingfeng replied to her.

Breeze: [Love]

is a simple reply, and netizens are excited. In their hearts, Qingfeng's personal reply every time is very meaningful.

@美丽无敌可爱的大丫丫: My mother, I know that Qingfeng has a good relationship with Zhenxi, and this relationship is too good.

@吃肉的大圆: According to my analysis, Qingfeng Da replies every time in addition to the Xi's, there is also the big ink, and the team's, the relationship should be very good [Think]

Meng Hailan didn't know how to reply, she hugged her phone and smirked for a while, and began to code.

"Four Seasons", which was serialized in magazines, she didn't buy every issue.

New Year's Day is approaching, and many bookstores and newsstands downstairs in schools and communities have been emptied, and she knows what she writes herself.

The novel doesn't even have a quarter of the expected word count, and Meng Hailan has a rough outline in the Word document.

She never liked to write about this, everything went according to her feelings, and the content she wrote this time was also very smooth.

I started writing as early as the Mid-Autumn Festival, and later Meng Hailan added more content to it.

The main story line after the change is like this, the female protagonist and the male protagonist grew up together, and the female protagonist has a bad family background.

In junior high school, the friendship was deep, and in high school, they went further and further apart after experiencing the changes of their respective families, and they met again in college.

The storyline is not very innovative, but the focus is on after graduating from college and experiencing social reality. We can still understand each other and walk hand in hand.

Based on the original intention of writing this article, Meng Hailan just wanted to say that it is not easy to be together, and the real deep relationship is after years of tempering, and it will last for a long time.

She put in what she wrote, deleted and modified, and wrote 7,000 in the early morning, and received a message from Xiao Han on her mobile phone at half past eleven: Lanlan, remember to call me tomorrow morning.

She sighed, hurriedly went to wash, how to break it if she didn't come tomorrow morning.

The first rays of light in the morning cast through the curtains and poured in. Meng Hailan felt that there was a bright light in front of her, and when she heard the laughter of the children downstairs in the community, she turned over and continued to sleep.

Thinking of yesterday, he reached out and pinched himself, leaning against the edge of the bed. Don't come to your phone to see the time.

It's now seven past five, I set myself an alarm clock for seven forty, cover my head with a quilt, and go to sleep.

At the end of the day, she got up on time and washed, Jiang Liran was still asleep on the sofa, the quilt was crooked, Meng Hailan pulled him a few times and straightened it out.

The plan to leave the classmates to see the live people, just like that, because it was too late to play the game, it was not implemented.

She nibbled on steamed buns and called Xiao Han. He said that he was waiting for her at the station, and Meng Hailan went to die.

Tonight's New Year's Eve, the decoration on the road is red, Xiao Han's hometown is in Cuiling District of S City, more than 20 kilometers away from Meng Hailan's hometown Taohua Village, Anzhi District.

Xiao Han was already waiting for her at the door of the station, he was wearing a thermal underwear and a fur-collared jacket outside. The two will reconcile.

Meng Hailan wore a sweater with a slightly shallow neckline, a small white vest, and a ponytail with combed hair, and braided it.

No makeup. The little face is slightly red, and there are a few naughty bangs up.

Meng Hailan felt that it was not good to go like this: "Hanhan, should we buy some fruit or something?" Or I'm going to buy it? ”

Xiao Han: "No, there are fruits at home." Let's go to the car. "How can you get her to help and let her spend money?

As soon as the two of them got into the car, on the other side, Meng Hailan's house, Jiang Liran angrily ripped off the quilt and shouted, "Don't even call me!" Little Hailan, you bad guy! Villain! ”

Meng Hailan, who was sitting by the car window, sneezed and touched his nose, did he catch a cold, or someone was scolding me.

Xiao Han is also a native of S City, his hometown is in the countryside, when Xiao Han was in high school, his grandparents specially came from the countryside to accompany him, he went to college and returned to the countryside.

The car walked for half an hour, and there were small trees and hills outside the window, and several people slowly passed by.

Xiao Han talked to Meng Hailan about his childhood along the way, and he was not bored. When they arrived at the small station, the two got off the train.

I took a motorcycle and came to a small house surrounded by bamboo forests. The house is a three-storey structure with red bricks.

Surrounded by several green vegetable patches, and not far from the house there was a winding stream that shimmered golden in the sun.

Grandpa Xiao sat in front of the door weaving a bamboo basket, Xiao Han walked over and shouted, Grandpa Xiao hurriedly beckoned them to sit, Grandpa Xiao was in his seventies, and he was still in good spirits.

Grandma Xiao was watering the vegetables, and Grandpa Xiao chatted happily with Meng Hailan.

Grandpa Xiao joked while using his hands to shape the bamboo strips into a circle: "Girl, do you remember that when you were in high school, you asked me about raising flowers." ”

Meng Hailan smiled: "Grandpa Xiao, of course I remember, I raised cosmos at the time, and you said that you should water more, catch insects, and use some nutrient solution......"

It was the last period of her senior year of high school, and she suddenly wanted to raise flowers, and everything went smoothly at first.

But the flowers in the back are not very good, according to what Grandpa Chu said, catch insects, and finally bloom very well.

The two of them chatted with each other, Xiao Han went to make tea and handed it to her.

The small turquoise teacup, the steaming tea, and other scenery all made Meng Hailan feel happy.

Grandpa Xiao's words changed: "Girl, I heard my grandson say that you are her girlfriend?" ”

Meng Hailan's hand holding the teacup tightened, and he smirked twice: "Huh? Hahahaha. Well. ”

Grandpa Xiao: "That's good, his parents have been busy since he was a child, and I'm quite worried that he can't take care of himself, but now it's okay......"

Meng Hailan listened to Grandpa Xiao's words quietly, Xiao Han looked at her concentration when she spoke, and took a sip of tea. Mouth full of fragrance.

After Grandma Xiao finished her work, she brought back a basket of fresh lettuce, and at noon, Meng Hailan ate green vegetables in the real sense. Before parting, Grandma Xiao was reluctant to hold her hand.

Under her repeated kindness, Meng Hailan went back and brought a bag of eggs, fresh white radishes and cabbage.

Meng Hailan wanted to return it to Xiao Han, thinking that he couldn't be too hypocritical, so he took a few and went home.

Approaching eight o'clock, Jiang Liran left, leaving a post-it note on the coffee table.

Very scribbled big letters: Little Hailan, I'm leaving, I'm going out with my brothers. Will probably come back later. Jiang Liran.

Meng Hailan tore it off, looked at it and put it aside. Tonight...... What is she doing, it's so boring.

Otherwise...... Let's chase the drama, rewatched the TV series "Love Apartment", after holding her stomach and laughing for half an hour, she turned off her mobile phone and coded words on the computer.