Chapter Seventy-Nine: Home Telephone (1)

Although the military training is very tiring, fortunately it is a weekend off.

This gives the freshman who just came to Xiaomengxin a lot of autonomy. For example, many people chose this day: sleeping.

On Friday night, as usual, Xia Suyuan got off the training at five o'clock. Then ran to the shower room on the floor.

As mentioned earlier, Sunan Finance and Economics is not too rich compared to Sunan Normal. Luxury facilities, gymnasium, all sorts of small gardens.

In addition, it is the people from other schools who are red-eyed, and there are two showers on each floor.

And, in order to avoid embarrassment, the caretakers of those bathing rooms have thoughtfully designed cubicles for students. There are hooks in each compartment and a small water-proof object for clothes.

When she wiped her head and went out, she happened to meet An Yangyang coming over.

The two didn't know each other very well, but Xia Suyuan felt that she should say hello to her.

However, directly shouting "Yangyang" seemed a little embarrassing, and using "back" made him seem polite. Until the two of them were left with a distance of one or two meters, they hadn't come up with a reason yet.

So I saw An Yangyang nodding at himself, and then smiled.

Xia Suyuan nodded instinctively and smiled at her.

Then pass by.

On the way back to the dormitory, one or two classmates came out of the dormitory doors on both sides from time to time. Familiar, unfamiliar.

When I saw her, everyone said, "Xia Suyuan, you finished washing so early." ”

It's much easier than meeting An Yangyang.

Wu Qianning followed closely behind her.

"I've got to get some sleep tomorrow."

Ignoring the wonderful feeling in her heart, she turned her head sideways and said to Wu Qianning.

"Okay, sleep."

"I'm going to sleep until ten o'clock."

Wu Qianning said exactly the same sentence as the previous sentence: "Okay, sleep." ”

Xia Suyuan was satisfied.

The windows on both sides of the hallway were open, and the southwesterly wind blew through them. The girl's wet hair looked a little cool.

She pushed open the door to her dorm room and was suddenly crooked on the bed.

The phone was sitting next to the pillow.

It shows a missed call.

She grabbed her phone.

Redial according to the original record.

After three sounds, the other end was picked up.

The girl spoke: "Hey? Mother. ”

**

Same as the night before the girl left. Zhang Minjing was still sitting on the edge of the round table in the courtyard, crossing Erlang's legs.

Her legs were very white, after all, she was old, and although her legs were very thin, the flesh on them was already slightly loose.

But it doesn't hurt.

She lit a lot of candles on the round table today, which were all colorful decorations. Xia Muqing had to bring his classmates to his home for a birthday party today, and decorated the living room and yard. These candles on the table are also a must.

Later, the housekeeper said that he would clean it up, and Zhang Minjing saw that these candles were small and cute, so he kept them.

The second floor of the villa is lit and the windows are open. The girl was hunched down in the window writing her weekend homework. The insects that have not dispersed in the summer are occasionally lucky enough to be heard.

The red wine in the goblet is faintly shadowed by candlelight. The woman with red nails pinched the belly of the goblet with her index finger and thumb, and the rest of her fingers were held underneath.

It seems that my hair is a little red.

The cell phone on the table rang suddenly.

She took it and put it next to her ear, and heard it coming from the other side, "Hey, Mom." ”

As soon as the girl's voice fell, the chair on the second floor made a noise.

Don't think about it, Xia Muqing, this girl must be eavesdropping on the window again.