Chapter Twenty-Eight: Circle of Friends

"Xu... Xu Xiu. Liu Xin stammered.

"What?" Xu Xiu turned to Liu Xin.

"It's... This one... To give... You, Babao Porridge, listen... I heard that you... Sick. Liu Xin said and handed the eight-treasure porridge to Xu Xiu.

Glancing at Liu Xin's eyes, Xu Xiu smiled gently, stretched out her hand to take it, and said, "Thank you." Liu Xin pursed her lips and smiled, and said again and again that it didn't matter, and then said: "Take care of yourself." "And left.

Xiao Chen looked at Liu Xin's back hostilely.

Xu Xiu has never been so gentle with him...

"What?" Perceiving the same as the people around him, Xu Xiu asked.

"No..." opened the eight-treasure porridge and ate a few bites. Sensing the gaze of the people around him, Xu Xiu tilted his head and asked, "Want to eat?" Here. As he spoke, he handed the eight-treasure porridge to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen hooked his lips, took the eight-treasure porridge and tasted a few bites, which was good.

Suddenly realizing something, Xu Xiu said, "It's all for you." Then he turned his head and continued learning.

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth inadvertently rose, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved.

They sat in the corner of the back row, not eye-catching, otherwise, whoever saw Xiao Chen smiling would probably faint.

"After school, give me your WeChat and phone number." Xiao Chen leaned closer and whispered.

Xu Xiu looked sideways at the other party's deep eyes, expressing doubt.

"Easy to contact."

"Okay." Xu Xiu thought about it and felt that this would save a lot of trouble.

After school, the two exchanged WeChat and phone numbers, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

Xu Xiu looked at the time, didn't play with his phone, and went to sleep.

Xiao Chen opened WeChat and looked at the only friend in the contacts, Xu Xiu's avatar was a piece of sky, clicked into her circle of friends, I didn't know if I didn't look at it, and I saw that her face was full of black lines.

Most of Xu Xiu's circle of friends are forwarded: (five years ago)

Debunk the rumors! Tomatoes and crabs are eaten together equals arsenic? But after scientific experiments, this claim is a rumor......

Debunk the rumors! Milk + Durian = Arsenic? Reporter tasted ...... Debunk the rumors! .......

It took three or four pages to turn to something different. The time was six years ago.

It's a sketch with the text: Give Agripba a facelift, hahahaha, abstract. It is accompanied by a plaster cast of Agripba. In contrast, the sketch looks crooked, uneven, and ugly to put it bluntly.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile. Scroll down, it's all the same type, but the people who draw it are different.

Pirates, David, Voltaire, etc.

That's the end in the back. The most recent dynamic was five years ago, and the dynamic was interrupted for five years.

With a gap of five years, what happened to her?

Obviously, Xu Xiu does not have the habit of flipping through other people's circle of friends.

"On weekends, my mom asked me to go home." Xiao Chen sent a WeChat message to Xu Xiu.

Then he glanced at a Bentley parked outside the school gate, strode over, a man in a suit got out of the car and opened the door respectfully, Xiao Chen bent down and sat in, his eyes kept staring at the chat interface with Xu Xiu.

The man in the driver's seat squinted at the interface of the mobile phone, and was secretly surprised.

The young master actually knows how to use WeChat, it seems that he is still waiting for someone to reply to the message? Who is so important? The young master shouldn't be in love, right? No, I'll have to tell Madame.

Noticing the gaze of the person next to him, Xiao Chen squinted: "It turns out that Fengxin, you have the habit of peeping into other people's privacy." ”

"No, young master." Feng Xin retracted his gaze and concentrated on driving.

The Xiao family is very large, magnificent, and looks inconspicuous on the outside, as soon as you enter the door, it is full of valuable furniture, and you can't buy it with money in the market.