Mondays are really not that flattering.

Because it was the first day of the farewell weekend, I was a little more greedy for the holiday than usual.

Because it was the first day of restarting, I was looking forward to the transformation a little more than usual.

But for Jian Han, all of the above reasons are not as cruel as getting up fifteen minutes earlier than usual to rush to the radio station......

She is such a person who is afraid of trouble, and when she went to run for the president of the student union, it was completely to catch ducks on the shelves, and the head teacher only notified her and did not ask her opinion, so she directly reported the list to the grade group. I thought it was perfunctory, but I accidentally entered the finals, and finally became the vice chairman.

The early morning light was still fragile, there were few pedestrians on College Road, the vegetation along the edge was covered with dewdrops, and the view was disturbed by the mist, and the air was not fresh. The school's radio station is just a small soundproof room in the lobby on the first floor of the office complex, and the space left over for up to six people can accommodate up to six people, excluding the bulky machinery.

There were about ten minutes left for a large number of students to return to school, Jian Han sighed, covered his schoolbag with his backhand, and trotted into the comprehensive office building through the side door.

The door of the radio station was small and open, and there was a bright pale yellow halo in the crack of the door, and Chi Guiyan should have been there for a while, he took the key to the radio station, and came early every Monday.

Jian Han stood at the door for a while, waiting for his breathing to calm down before gently pushing the door open, the young man in his sight sat sideways in front of the console fiddling with the bulky wired microphone, his expression was focused and calm, and his superior face lines were rendered extremely soft by the lighting.

"Early." She was the first to say hello and closed the door casually, revealing two shallow small pear vortices on her cheeks.

Chi Guiyan raised his head and quietly watched her unload her schoolbag and put it aside, a smile spread on her lips, but she asked, "Didn't you rest last night?" ”

"It's not," Jian Han subconsciously denied, blocking the faint dark blue under his eyes with his hand, his long and dense eyelashes fanning up and down, like a hibiscus stamen blown away by the summer breeze, and said embarrassedly, "That competition guide is a bit top, I couldn't help but brush a few more pages last night......"

"The question type of that book is really new." Chi Guiyan nodded in agreement, but did not continue the topic, and the small space was suddenly filled into silence.

"I'm sorry." He said suddenly.

Jian Han walked over for some reason, pulled out the chair under the console, looked up into his eyes, and asked, "Why did you say that all of a sudden?" ”

"I asked you to send me a message when I got home last night, but I've been practicing in the piano room, and I didn't see the message until late, and I didn't have time to reply." Chi Guiyan raised his eyebrows apologetically, and his deep pupils contained a dark light.

"What's there to be sorry for." Jian Han's heart jumped, and he lowered his head as if he had nothing to do, lowering his eyes and fiddling with the No. 4 microphone he often used.

She lied, she didn't do a few questions at all last night, and she wanted to open WeChat every few minutes to see, and such a worried mood prevented her from doing anything.

But in the end, the phone was turned off when the battery ran out, and she couldn't wait for his reply. It was like a well-cultivated field of flowers that had been corroded clean by an acid rain without warning, and it called out a lot of sadness, but it was not allowed to be unreasonable in a place other than a diary.

"A missed appointment is a missed appointment, but ......" Chi Guiyan shook his head, slowed down his tone, bent down to pick up the schoolbag placed on the chair, took out a simple but delicate white gift box from it, and remedied, "Instead of disturbing your rest at eleven or twelve o'clock, it is better to say good morning in person the next day." ”

"What is this?" Jian Han looked stunned, and had no intention of reaching out to pick it up.

Chi Guiyan smiled, "Didn't you say last time that I was going to give you a certain treasure link of strawberry candy?" ”

"SF Express isn't so fast, is it......" Jian Han said stunned.

"This is my uncle's specialty strawberry candy, which cannot be bought in China, so I asked him to send it to me early on, and I only received it yesterday." Chi Guiyan explained, handing the gift box to her, "It's just right to use it to apologize now." ”

Jian Han pursed his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and finally glanced at him and snorted, "Flattering!" ”。

"Not next time." Chi Guiyan lowered his eyes and looked at the smile on her lips, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but sigh with relief.

It's not easy to please you, next time, you must let Strawberry Candy change the way you play.