Chapter 9: Heartbeat (3)
Xinyu held a huge bag in both hands to block his wet upper body.
She didn't know where to go, to find her mother? Thinking of Xinyue's unhappy face today, she shouldn't be very willing to see her. Then I can only go to Lan Lan's house for one night.
Lan Lan's mother, Aunt Qing, likes to eat tropical fruits. There was a shopping mall not far from the neighborhood, and she decided to buy some fruit as a gift.
Instead of going back to his apartment, Zhang Ang got off the bus at the shopping mall on the road, ready to buy some stock such as frozen dumplings.
The boutique supermarket on the first floor is not very crowded. As soon as he turned to the fruit area with his shopping basket, he saw Liang Xinyu carefully selecting fruits.
Zhang Ang didn't come forward to disturb her, he went to the freezing area and quickly took some milk and frozen food. Then I walked to the fruit section again. A few people followed her.
She bought some longan, mangosteen and mangoes, and after paying the bill, she walked to the more remote public rest area and sat down.
The benches in the shopping mall are all benches with backrests placed opposite each other. Zhang Ang sat quietly behind Xinyu. I opened a carton of milk and drank it deliciously.
"Lan Lan, are you home now?"
"Oh, nothing, you play, I'll call you in an hour."
"It's okay, it's really okay. Well. Text me when you get home. Bye. β
So, she is now with nowhere to go?
Zhang Ang turned his head to look at the back of her head. Even the back of his head is written with frustration.
At this time, his cell phone rang. Liang Xinyu turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Ang, and his eyes slowly widened.
When did he sit there? Coincidental? Eavesdrop? Trace?!
She grabbed her shopping bag and got up and left.
Seeing this, Zhang Ang also followed with a bag in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.
"Chenchen, I'll call you later. Well, hanging. β
Put away the phone, and walk a few steps briskly to stop in front of her.
"Run for what? Do you think I'm stalking you? I'm here to buy something and just pass by, okay? β
Xinyu looked at the same shopping bag in his hand, and his eyes flashed: "I have to leave goodbye beforehand." β
Zhang Ang stood in front of her. Xinyu can't get around him. Angry for a moment, remembering what happened to him today, he couldn't help but burst into tears, turned around and sat down on the bench again.
An old couple next to him passed by, thinking that it was a little couple who had a conflict, but seeing that they were so eye-catching, they liked it, so the old gentleman persuaded Zhang Angdao:
"Young man, be patient with your girlfriend and coax well, otherwise you will suffer. Ouch, don't pinchβ"
It turned out that the old lady pinched the gentleman. The two laughed and walked away.
Zhang Ang sat next to Xinyu. Xinyu turned away from him.
"I'm not bullying you, I just want to ask if you want to have dinner together."
"Don't."
But his stomach gurgled. She hung her head in embarrassment.
He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Let's go with me to save face, I don't want to eat alone." β
Perhaps it was the last sentence that touched her, and they picked and chosen, and finally walked into a well-known wonton shop.
Xinyu didn't say a word, and Zhang Ang said weakly: "Liang Xinyu, can you open Chrysostom and talk to me, don't you feel embarrassed to sit like this?" β
I really don't think so. But it's a classmate, and they sit so close, and they don't look up every day, and the relationship is too stiff and not good.
"Why don't you come home for dinner?"
"I live by myself. My dad and his new wife live in the North District, which is too far away from No. 1 Middle School, so I simply moved out and lived in the Washington apartment across the street. β
Xinyu didn't expect him to suffer the same as himself. It made her a little curious about him. Is it true that he moved out of the house as he just said lightly, or is there no room at home?
Alas, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.
Zhang Ang looked at her expression and estimated what she was thinking.
"Do you think I'm pitiful and feel great sympathy for me?"
Xinyu rolled her eyes.
"What is there to sympathize with the people who live in the Washington apartment?"
Zhang Ang frowned, "Then what if I live in Nanyuan New Village?" Is it possible to win a little sympathy from you? β
Liang Xinyu, who lives in Nanyuan New Village and has a home and does not dare to go back, feels that he is more worthy of sympathy.
"Why do you want my sympathy?"
"So you'll be nicer to me."
Xinyu was dissatisfied: "Am I treating you badly now?" β
Didn't you? I also had dinner with you.
Zhang Angqiao argued: "I mean, it's better on the basis of the present. For example, smile at me every day or something. In this way, my learning environment will be significantly improved. β
Xinyu bit the magnolia cake with a clattering sound.
Laugh every day, when I'm a laugher. What's more, others are still paid for making jokes. Ahh Liang Xinyu: Your brain is also flooded today? Comparing yourself to a joke? The point is that it can't be compared......
Zhang Ang saw that her cheeks were bulging when she ate, and he felt very cute, like a little hamster eating.
"Do you like little hamsters?"
Xinyu replied puzzled, "I don't like it." β
Zhang Ang said with a look of pity, "Oh, seeing that you are so similar, I thought you would like it." β
This kid is really itchy.
"Just kidding," he pushed his magnolia in front of her, "eat more, I'll ask for this meal." β
Xinyu unceremoniously forked the magnolia cake onto his plate.
At this time, Xinyu's phone rang, and it was a call from his father. With his head down, he picked it up and walked out.
Then she dialed another phone, and Zhang Ang vaguely heard the other party's name, which sounded like it should be a girl.
After finishing the phone, Xinyu returned to his seat.
"Are you full?"
Zhang Ang nodded.
"Then I'll go back first." She handed him the fruit in her hand.
"Thank you for the dinner, it was a return gift. You take it. β
Zhang Ang took it, as if he was taking advantage of himself. "I'll send you back."
"No need, I just live in Nanyuan New Village, just a few steps away."
Zhang Ang looked at her with an unquestioning look.
Xinyu pointed to his bag amusedly.
"Everything you buy is going to melt, it's going to be bad in such a hot weather."
Zhang Ang looked indifferent: "No, I've tried not going into the refrigerator for two or three hours, no problem." β
Xinyu can only follow him.
The road in Nanyuan New Village is still a bit remote. There's nothing wrong with a crowded place, but there's a stretch or two of them, which is really a bit scary for a single woman.
Xinyu looked at Zhang Ang, who was tall and tall walking beside him, and felt a little grateful in his heart.
It took about ten minutes to walk downstairs at her house.
"It's not necessary, but thank you for sending me back." β
Zhang Ang stuffed the fruit into her hand, and then took only the mango from the bag.
"You're welcome. I just want mangoes. The other two don't usually eat much. β
"Oh."
The moonlight sprinkled softly on the girl's face, overlapping with dim lights, and Zhang Ang felt a little difficult to breathe. Take a few deep breaths to calm down.
"Liang Xinyu, good night, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
After walking a few steps, Zhang Ang turned around and called her again.
"Liang Xinyu."
She looked at him with starry eyes.
"In the future, don't walk the trail just now alone, it's not safe."
I'll be worried. But he didn't dare to say these four words.
Xinyu felt that he was also kind, so he nodded.
"Good night." Zhang Ang left without looking back.
Xinyu watched his figure disappear into the night. before turning and going upstairs.
Opening the door, the stepmother who was watching TV squinted coldly.
Xinyu didn't see it, returned to his room, and locked the door. That's when I relaxed.
Seeing the fruit in his hand, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it."
She happily took out the longan and ate it.