"Xiaocui, do you know the handsome guy in the next class?"

Yang Fan, who had just come over, had weak legs, and looked at Yang Zhenzhen with a little horror in his eyes, Xiaocui? It can't be me, right?

Yang Zhenzhen's head sank, what a pig teammate, isn't it you, am I talking to myself?

"Just look at you like that, you know that you know that it's that Fang Chenchu." As he spoke, his eyes motioned to Yang Fan, don't be stupid, speak quickly.

Yang Fan immediately came back to his senses, pinched a handful of thick voices and said in a strange voice, "Oh, of course I know, why did you hear any gossip?" ”

Song Song's pace of leaving, he stopped, grabbed a book and pretended to look at it.

Yang Zhenzhen was frightened by his voice, but fortunately the target was not affected, "Haven't we Ban Ban Hua liked him for a long time, yesterday I heard that Ban Hua was about to confess!" ”

In the last few words, Yang Zhenzhen bit the words very loudly, just to let Song Song hear it clearly.

Vindicate? Song Song frowned suddenly, since this semester, since the fat man lost weight, the posture of attracting bees and butterflies has become bigger and bigger, and now it has spread to other classes.

Yang Fan saw that the fire was not strong enough, so he couldn't help but add another fire, "It won't be a cloudy afternoon after school, right?" ”

"That's right, Banhua is going to block Fang Chenchu at the door as soon as school is out on a cloudy day, and ...... when the time comes."

The two of them could stop and give Song Song space to fantasize about themselves, and after a few seconds, they let out a burst of obscene laughter.

Song Song did fantasize a lot about herself now, and she thought she knew who these two people were talking about.

Last week in the school cafeteria, a girl accidentally bumped into Fang Chenchu with soup and spilled his body, which frightened the girl's face to turn pale and apologize, and when she looked up and saw her face, her whole head was like a brain congested when she was upside down.

Song Song stood next to her and watched the whole process, and she felt that something was wrong at that time.

It's really careless to bump into someone, but the little girl, after seeing her face, she wants to wipe someone's clothes for others, can her hands not be so shaky.

Also, it's someone's chest that you've been staring at for a long time! Don't think that a boy is not a pervert when he looks at his chest.

Anyway, from that day on, Song Song didn't allow Fang Chenchu to wear a white shirt alone, at least an old man's vest had to be added to it, otherwise he was not allowed to wear it.

In this regard, Fang Chenchu said that what you said is right, I am responsible for the implementation.

But this didn't prevent anyone, at least not the banhua.

It was either that she secretly sent a candy and was deliberately seen by Fang Chenchu that she sent it, or that there was a wave of chance encounters in the cafeteria.

Song Song couldn't help but want to send a little red flower to this girl when he saw it, she had the courage to be very avant-garde, but ...... You're chasing a man from labor and management!

That's what it is.

Song Song looked at the two people who had walked to the door of the bookstore at some point, and couldn't help but sneer.

This back seems too familiar, right......

Yang Fan and Yang Zhenzhen didn't know that they had been exposed, and they ran out of the bookstore, taking off their coats while running, and they had been squatting in the bookstore for too long just now, and the heating was turned on.

At the beginning of December, the city of C entered winter one step late, but the cold did not diminish a minute, and the days of last week's temperature were gone.

Song Song tightened the scarf around his neck, which was still the one that Fang Chenchu often wrapped, and it had been requisitioned by her for a while now.

Smelling it carefully, you can still get the faint fragrance on Fang Chenchu's body, although Fang Chenchu said that it was just the smell of laundry detergent......

In fact, Fang Chenchu's original words were, I am not a concubine, how can I have a body fragrance? If you like, I can send you our laundry detergent.

Thinking of this, the corners of Song Song's mouth curved into a gloomy arc, this person is really ...... Low emotional intelligence is terrifying.

Like an old cadre all day long, if there is nothing to do, I accompany Aunt Fang to watch Zhu Gege, and I don't get tired of watching it.

It's cold, and it seems that even the taxi driver is lazy.

Song Song stood at the door of the bookstore and waved for a long time, but she didn't see a taxi stop, but the bus stop was still a long way from the bookstore, not to mention that she still had so many books in her hands.

But it was getting late, and the taxi still didn't come for a long time, and the bus was going to run out after waiting.

Song Song took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and hugged the book and walked towards the station step by step, her luck has been good in recent years, and it should be the same today, right?

But sometimes luck is such a thing, and it's really not good to say it's good.

An intersection is sparsely populated, and the nearby shops have closed early, except for a few street lamps on the side of the road that are still dedicatedly lit, the silence here is terrible.

Song Song's steps were relaxed, and he didn't mean to be scared at all.

She walked on this road for six years in junior high school and high school all her life, and even came back often after college, and she could imagine what it looked like with her eyes closed, for example, the first one was a small supermarket, and the owner was a 40-year-old aunt with glasses......

There was an old man still setting up a stall in the alley at the intersection, Song Song's eyes lit up, and he walked forward quickly.

She loves to eat this old man's roasted sweet potatoes the most, and the sweetness of her hot hands has always remained in her memory.

"Grandpa, give me a big sweet potato."

Song Songxiao's eight teeth were exposed in the cold wind, and his eyes suddenly became a little sour as he watched the old man in front of him slowly fish out a hot and steaming sweet potato from a large iron furnace.

For so long, she has been avoiding many things, such as bypassing the area of No. 1 Middle School every time, for fear of seeing those familiar and unfamiliar faces, reminding her that you have already died once.

Sometimes, half-asleep and half-awake, she could still feel herself standing in the doorway, looking at the two figures not far away.

When he suddenly woke up, he brought up a cold sweat and a beating heart, and cruelly emphasized to her that it was not a dream, it was something that had really happened.

After taking the sweet potato, Song Song felt dizzy, he didn't know how far the station was, he just wanted to keep going.

Recently, she has been in an abnormal mood, always losing her temper all of a sudden, thinking crankily when she is alone, and not saying anything.

The feeling of irritability and panic faded with the heat of the roasted sweet potato in her hand, and when she came back to her senses, a bus home was speeding past her eyes, and the station was already behind her at some point.

When Song Song walked back to the station, the next bus soon came, and with the flow of people, Song Song squeezed into the bus, and there was just a place by the window.

The moment the bus started, Song Song vaguely saw a figure chasing the bus, and Song Song, who wanted to call the driver to stop, suddenly froze, poked his head out of the window, and looked at the person who was still running behind the bus.

Shen Kun was about to catch up with the car, who knew that the driver didn't notice that there was a person behind him, and when he was about to give up, a person leaned out of the window and looked at him, hope came again, what if this person helped him stop the driver?

But as soon as he smiled, he saw the man's face retract with an ugly face, and then the bus disappeared in front of his eyes quickly.

“…… cao”