Cen Qi took a pair of chopsticks and sat opposite her and ate together.

"That was two hours ago."

Eh, Liberal Arts glanced at the time, can you rub it off so much?

"It's delicious when you taste this dumpling."

"You didn't make it yourself, and besides, I bought it, of course it's delicious."

"By the way, you don't have to wait for me to eat tomorrow, I have something to do in the evening."

"Going to follow that Wang Heng again?"

Wen Ke heard Cen Qi's obviously sour tone, and reached out and pinched the right side of his face.

"If you guess wrong, you'll be punished for eating it all."

"Are you full?"

Cen Qi couldn't believe how her meal had become so small.

"I'm well fed."

After saying that, she lowered her head again and began to fiddle with her phone.

Cen Qi looked past her figure and looked at the trash can behind her, where two bags of quick-frozen dumplings were lying quietly.

It seems that this one was cooked specifically for him? Cen Qi's mood suddenly improved, it seems that this foodie is still worried about himself.

"And what time will you be back tomorrow?"

"I don't know."

"How's Shen Meng's matter?"

Speaking of Shen Meng, Wenke is holding his mobile phone at the moment, discussing the gossip of various families with this group of fans.

"It's okay, it's okay to have Wang Tao's thighs."

The vinegar jar in Cen Qi's heart was knocked over again, and his thighs were thick, why didn't he see her hugging him.

"Would you like to think about hugging your thighs as well?"

Cen Qi said as he took out a plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table in front of her, and stretched out his slender thighs suggestively.

"Isn't this just hugging? Could it be that you still want to make a promise? But I didn't do anything to save your life. ”

She may not know that for Cen Qi, there is no need for a life-saving relationship at all.

The liberal arts alone is enough for her to make a promise.

"I'm going to sleep, remember to come to the basketball game on the weekend."

"You like basketball that much?"

"I like it."

Bunko turned to him and smiled slightly.

In her toughest years, it was basketball that healed her scars.

In her most decadent years, it was basketball that made her shine.

Liberal Arts still remembers the excitement of winning first place in the provincial competition two years ago.

The team stood on the podium and listened to the school song on the radio and the endless cheers of the audience.

That was the glory she once had, and it was also the joy she had always buried in her heart.

Now she wants to share this glory with Cen Qi at the farewell match, just asking him to know his little thoughts.

"Well, I promise you to watch the school basketball game. You promised me to watch the robot competition. ”

Although Cen Qi still doesn't understand why she is so obsessed with basketball.

But he hopes to bring what he likes to the liberal arts, and he hopes to share his joys, sorrows and sorrows with the liberal arts.

I also hope that he can always be by the side of Liberal Arts, regardless of the four seasons.

Just like when she was a child, she cried her nose, and he sat next to him and handed her her favorite durian candy.

Though... Although she is not very fond of durian candy.

"The hook."

Wen Ke said as he turned back to Cen Qi and stretched out his little thumb.

Everything seemed to go back many, many years ago, and Liberal Arts also stretched out his hand to him.

Then we'll pull the hook. ’

After the two men let go of their hands, Bunko raised his hand again, put it on top of his head, and rubbed his hair.

This feel is satisfied! It's like making a bun.

Liberal Arts went back to the bedroom, hugging his phone, and didn't know who to share the joy with.

"Shen Meng, Shen Meng, when are you coming back?"

Wenke opened his mobile phone and looked at the news, and He Zhaojia was still sending messages in the fan group.

That's it.

They are of a similar age but relatively close.

: Why don't you sleep yet? Finished writing your paper?

At that time, it was also because of her thesis that she was asked to stay there for the time being and come back after graduation.

: Didn't you sleep too? Speaking of papers, we are not in the same camp.

: Do you have a boyfriend?

He Zhaojia sent a cheap expression, followed by a paragraph.

: You had a fight with your boyfriend and came to me for advice?

: It's not enough to quarrel, what kind of girls do you say their men like?

: In the eyes of lovers, it is not what you look like to be liked by them, but what you are.

Liberal Arts looked at this large list of words that seemed to be very philosophical, but he couldn't see any philosophical words, and he was confused for a while.

: Forget it, I'll go to sleep, and I'll fight for your boss tomorrow.

Cen Qi should also like her, right? The heart of the liberal arts is like a feather fluttering.

She kicked the quilt twice.

It's important to make money, it's important to make money, she put her hands together on her chest and recited words in her mouth.

"I beg Shen Meng to become famous as soon as possible, and I want to get rich as soon as possible."

"I said that you are in a state of absence. The point is you, I haven't seen you in three days. ”

Wang Tao said and turned to look at Zhou Mingfei, he had studied in the unit in the past.

But since a meal at their house, something seems to have changed, but he just can't grasp the point.

"You don't need me lately."

Zhou Mingfei didn't refute too much, after all, it's better to keep a low profile if you get your hands on the big brother.

Fortunately, Wang Zexu is not the only seedling in the family, otherwise this guilt is enough to make him suffer.

And Wang Tao obviously didn't chase him and ask, but turned to Cen Qi.

"Where are you in your research?"

Seeing that he was full of spring breeze early in the morning, he was angry, and no one cared about him when he came back from a business trip.

It's so aggrieved, it's aggrieved when you think about it.

"It can be completed on time, how is the matter I told you?"

Wang Tao knew that he said that if he could meet the schedule, there was a high probability that he could advance it.

"What did you two do behind my back?"

"You want to know? You've been working a lot of overtime lately. ”

Zhou Mingfei sighed, he knew that these two people were not holding back a good fart.

"Remember that dumpling? We're going to copy a few. ”

Looking at Cen Qi's doting expression and this excessive explanation, things are definitely not simple.

"The princes of the Beacon Theater?"

"Would you like to give you one?"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the drawings in the afternoon."

"It's a lot less fun for Tao Yiran to leave, but it's disgusting that she can use such a method."

Shen Meng glanced up at Qi Miao, who had been following him recently.

This girl is really hidden, and these things can be seen by swiping your phone.

It's nothing more than that her mobile phone has a spare and hasn't been handed over, or the director team has someone she knows, or maybe she is spying on herself.

No matter what kind of thing it was, Shen Meng couldn't figure out what her purpose was.

I just came to participate in the selection, I don't have money, and I don't have power.

What the hell is she trying to do?

Shen Meng's eyes when he looked at her were even more confused, and he asked himself this question repeatedly in his heart.