Cheng Muhe waited outside the community of Bibo Courtyard for an afternoon, but still did not wait for Song Chuyi to come out of the community.

He sat in the car, staring intently at the gate of the community, and his heart was inexplicably nervous every time a woman came out, but when he saw that the person who came out was not Song Chuyi, he felt inexplicably lost.

Late autumn night came earlier than usual, the street lights began to flicker, and many vendors began to appear around the community.

The shouts of the hawkers and the aroma of the food stimulated Cheng Muhe's taste buds.

From last night to now, he has hardly eaten a drop of water, and he has done things that greatly consume his physical strength, and he has been hungry for a long time.

Twisting his eyebrows, his eyes looked through the wall of the community, as if he wanted to see where Song Chu was.

The next morning, Song Chuyi opened his eyes groggily, and what he saw was Rong An'an's feet painted with bright red nail polish.

"What time is An An?"

Rong An'an got off the night shift, just came back to take a shower, sat on the edge of the bed and applied a mask, and when he heard Song Chuyi's voice, he immediately got up.

"Oh my God, you're finally awake."

"Well, my head still hurts, there's nothing to eat, I'm so hungry."

Rong Anan rolled his eyes: "I'm embarrassed to say that I have a headache, I deserve you to live, who made you drink so much wine the night before yesterday." ”

said so in his mouth, but he still got up and took the medicine to relieve the headache from the drawer, and took a glass of water to Song Chuyi by the way.

"Now, after drinking the medicine for a while, it won't be uncomfortable."

Rong Anan is a nurse, and she has express medicine for the treatment of various diseases at home, and she watched Song Chuyi obediently drink the medicine.

Then the corners of her mouth showed a kind smile like an old mother: "That junior high student, don't you really plan to see him?" ”

Rong An'an was on the night shift at eight o'clock last night, and when he was about to go to work, he saw Cheng Muhe sleeping in the car at the gate of the community, and felt a little pity for him.

But when she thought that her friend had spent countless sad and sad moments for him, she suddenly felt that Cheng Muhe deserved it and suffered by herself.

There is something that can't be said, even if you are in a hurry to leave, at least call the first year of junior high to explain, or send a text message, but nothing.

It was as if he had evaporated from the world, and there was no news left for Song Chuyi.

"An An, I'm really hungry, do you have anything to eat at home?"

Song Chuyi deliberately talked about him left and right, she didn't want to discuss anything about that person with Rong An'an.

"It's only a bucket noodle, you know, I'm an idiot in life, and Acacia also went to school, my mother has been living in school during this time, saying that she is going to open a training class for her classmates who are going to junior high school, and my dad you know, like me, it's okay to study medicine, but it's really hard to cook."

"Forget it, I'll order takeout."

Song Chuyi sat up from the bed, leaned on the bedside table with a soft bag, opened the mobile phone takeaway software, ordered a bunch of food she liked, and glanced at Rong An'an, who was changing her sleepiness.

His eyes lit up instantly: "An'an, why didn't I find out that you were in such a good figure before." ”

Rong An'an's face turned red, and the action of changing pajamas suddenly accelerated: "This is innate, and it's useless for you to envy on the first day of junior high school." ”

For the first time, she was shameless by Rong An'an, and she couldn't say a word.

According to the preferences of the two on weekdays, Song Chu ordered three dishes and one soup, plus four servings of rice.

After doing all this, she had time to open WeChat, which displayed 99+.

Xiaoxiao: First sister, do you have time today?

Xiaoxiao: First sister, when you see the message, remember to call me back, there is a big event, pay attention, pay attention to call me immediately when you see it!!

In addition to Xiaoxiao in the tattoo parlor, there are also bombardment messages sent by the other two little sisters in the shop.

There is also a message from my mother: "In the first year of junior high school, your aunt has a colleague's son who is the same age as you, the family conditions are also good, and the person looks very energetic, I will send the photo to your mobile phone, you can see it first and if you think it's okay, go and meet it."

The lengthy message is followed by a photo that doesn't look very clear, and it shouldn't have been sent from the original picture, so it looks a little blurry.

Song Chuyi glanced at it casually, and then exited the chat box of his mother.

She usually pays attention to many beauty bloggers, or entertainment public accounts, and clicks on the news with small (1) one by one, and finally her eyes fall on changing to an unfamiliar WeChat avatar.

Most of her WeChat people are familiar people or customers of tattoo parlors, and they usually note their names, but there is no note on this WeChat.

She curiously clicked on the circle of friends, and it showed that only three days of friend dynamics were displayed, that is to say, she couldn't see anything from the dynamics three days ago.

Obviously, everything is so unfamiliar, but it makes her heart beat inexplicably.

His nickname is a string...... Ellipsis, Song Chuyi returned to the chat interface.

There is also only one message.

The four words I saw: the first year of junior high school, are you there?

The message was sent in the middle of the night last night, and she estimated that she was sleeping soundly at that time, but when did this friend who had no notes add it?

Just when Song Chuyi was thinking about who this person was, the news actually came again.

…… : First year of junior high school, don't be angry, okay?

When he saw this message, Song Chuyi's heart trembled, and the hand holding the mobile phone subconsciously let go, and the mobile phone fell to the floor in the bedroom, making a crisp sound.

Rong Anan walked out of the bathroom and saw Song Chuyi sitting on the edge of the bed in a dejected state, staring at the mobile phone on the ground in a daze.

"Wasn't it okay just now? What's wrong again? ”

As if he was afraid that Rong Anan would see the message Cheng Muhe sent her, Song Chuyi hurriedly bent down and picked up the mobile phone that fell on the floor, and deleted Cheng Muhe's WeChat without knowing how to command.

"It's okay, I'm just very hungry, and my hands are a little weak. The takeout I ordered should have arrived, I'll go out and have a look. ”

As she spoke, she was about to go out, but as soon as she got up, she felt a chill on her body.

She looked down and found that she was still wearing Cheng Muhe's white shirt, which he was particularly fond of.

I remember the first time I met Cheng Muhe, she was a freshman that year, and Cheng Muhe was a sophomore.

That day, she appeared on the campus of the university on her cousin Tian Ye's motorcycle, Tian Ye went to the school playground to play ball, and Song Chuyi sat alone on the motorcycle that pulled the wind in a daze.

From a distance, I saw a grim-looking young man approaching.

At that moment, everything was quiet, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be gone, but the young man with cold eyebrows and eyes walked into her eyes step by step.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, adding a touch of soft beauty.

She knew that she shouldn't use beauty to describe a boy, but he couldn't find any other words to describe him.

The word beauty encompasses all ......

It was also from that day that Song Chuyi learned the name of the teenager from the mouths of passing classmates.

His name is Cheng Muhe......

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