The other end.

A newly opened bubble tea shop on the street.

There were few customers and business was bleak.

At this time, a teenager walked over and ordered a cup of milk tea.

The teenager wore a dark blue and white baseball jersey with a white number "7" printed on the back and the words "Kawaliu High School" written on his chest.

The young man is slender and tall but not thin, full of youthful atmosphere, and the indigo blue baseball cap is pressed very low, revealing only a perfectly curved chin and slightly raised corners of the mouth.

I can see that I am in a good mood.

As soon as you get the milk tea.

The boy left the place, turned around, walked into a small alley, stood in the backlight, raised his hand and took off his hat.

The slightly long broken hair hangs down languidly.

Exposed to the air, is a handsome face.

Under the long eyelashes are a pair of narrow and slightly raised eyes, full of faint light, seemingly casual but extraordinarily sharp.

The thin pale pink lips opened slightly, making people feel the urge to kiss Fangze, but the alienation of the young man who refused to be thousands of miles away was prohibitive.

Pure and primitive, with a faint desire.

Jiang Fanchuan leaned against the wall, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, inserted the straw into the milk tea cup, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

The coldness in the entrance and the strong sweetness of milk tea relieved Jiang Fanchuan from the heat, and his half-pulled eyes were full of broken light.

Well, milk tea is so delicious, he loves milk tea, milk tea loves him.

Jiang Fanchuan was drinking.

Suddenly, a heartbroken voice sounded in my ears.

"Are you really going to break up with me?"

This was followed by an extremely impatient female voice: "Yes, what qualifications do you have to fall in love as a poor ghost?!" ”

"I'm poor, but I love you!"

"How much is your love worth? You pedal three wheels, even the brand-name bag I want to buy, you don't have the money to buy it for me, what do you say you love me? Parted! ”

"But ......!"

"Nothing, break up."

"Alas, since you say so, I can't help it, so let it be up to you."

"Don't come to me in the future!"

Immediately afterward, there was a sound of footsteps, fading away.

Finally, it was calm.

Jiang Fanchuan stood there, his eyes down, biting the milk tea straw, and fell into deep thought.

In these years, it turns out that I can't find a girlfriend without money.

It's pathetic.

It's good that he has money.

But this is the money he used to buy milk tea, and he doesn't give it.

Jiang Fanchuan was deep in thought.

There was a creaking sound in his ears, getting closer and closer, followed by the sound of brakes, and finally stopped in front of him.

A clean and lazy voice sounded in Jiang Fanchuan's ears.

"Little brother, it's not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's conversations."

When Jiang Fanchuan raised his eyes to look over, he crashed into a pair of eyes containing stars and seas.

Suddenly, an inexplicable electric current, from bottom to top, attacked all his senses.

Imprinted under the eye, it is an extremely good-looking face, white and tender.

The young man's red lips are slightly hooked, and under his bangs are a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes, with a bit of lazy smile in his eyes, and there is a faint black under these good-looking eyes, which looks a little melancholy and decadent.

Thin and thin figure, wearing a simple short white shirt and a pair of washed white jeans, long legs on the ground, elbows on the front of the car, careless.

The young man wore a black sports bracer on his left wrist, and wore a thick black clavicle chain around his neck, and the small silver six-pointed star that fell down swayed with the boy's movements, refracting the light.

It's obviously a very girl's clavicle chain, and it's worn on the neck of a teenager, but it reveals an indescribable beauty, which makes people want to stop.