A year ago.

Jiang Chuan slipped down from the stairs with a pinch.

"Woohoo."

A little yellow dog didn't know where to come out of and pounced on her. Feeling its threat, the girl wanted to drive away, but she didn't even have a Hancheng in her hands. The delinquent girl is trapped in a corner, clinging to the wall and trying to keep her distance from the dog.

Moss crawls all over the bottom of the old house, and the smell of green onions is mixed with the fragrance of Jiang Chuan, which has the smell of forest aromatherapy.

Unable to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the early morning, her attention was all on the little things. Looking at its appearance carefully, Jiang Chuan remembered that this was Uncle Zhang's dog. Thinking about it, I teased it, it looked pretty well-behaved at the time, why do you turn your face and don't recognize people now. Jiang Chuan relaxed, slowly squatted down, took off his hat, and beckoned to the puppy.

"Hey, Xiaohuang, don't you know me?"

Gently fanning the wind next to the dog's nose with a hat, isn't the dog's nose very smart? Even if you don't recognize her, you should remember her taste.

The puppy quieted down and sniffed the girl carefully.

"Hurry up, do you smell it? I'm in a hurry. ”

Looking at Xiao Huang's well-behaved appearance, Jiang Chuan acquiesced that it recognized himself, and reached out to brush the dog's hair.

"Wangwang." Before the hand touched it, the puppy bared its teeth and barked wildly.

"Damn, deliberately mess with me."

"Uncle, uncle, your dog is coming to bite me."

Early in the morning, the girl hesitated and did not dare to take a step, and her voice ran through the entire community. Now it's okay, no one can hide it. After a long time, Uncle Zhang appeared at the door of the community with breakfast, saw his dog surrounding a stranger, and hurriedly called it over.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and raised her legs to leave.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"Wait, why haven't I seen you?"

The old man looked at the badly dressed girl in front of him, he didn't seem to have seen it, and his heart was full of suspicions.

"Uncle, I'm Jiang Chuan. You've seen the one who lives next to it. ”

Is there such a person? Uncle Zhang carefully searched the memory bank. The Sichuan character in the center of the uncle's eyebrows told the girl that he really didn't remember.

Jiang Chuan glanced at his watch, it was too late.

"Me", "That uncle, I really have something urgent now, or I'll explain to you when I come back." ”

"No, no, who knows if you'll ever come back."

The girl held back for two minutes, "You don't remember me, then you should remember that there is a boy in this building who is very good at reading, and I live opposite him and often go to school together." ”

"The one you're talking about is Lin Quan, it's good for that kid to study."

The old man frowned, and Jiang Chuan saw hope.

"But the one who goes to school with him isn't the little girl named Zhuo Ling who lives downstairs from him."

The girl muttered, "I'm the one who followed the two of them." ”

"Oh, yes, yes, I think about it, you're a little ginger who is a little bit worse at learning."

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but spew out the white of his eyes, "That's right, uncle, just remember it." ”

"Hey, I said, why are you kidding like this, what are you going to do? Does your family know? ”

Here it is again, the uncle's level of tuberculosis is not comparable to ordinary people, Jiang Chuan seized the opportunity to pull his legs away. When Uncle Zhang came back to his senses, only the girl's voice remained in the air.

"Uncle, I'll talk to you when I'm back in a hurry."

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the community, Jiang Chuan saw the bus door slowly closing. The green trees on the side of the road blocked most of the car, and the girl sensed that something was wrong.

"Wait for me."

There were still 150 meters in a straight line, and the girl stepped over the grass, and Liu Xiang got on for a while.

Finally.

The car drove away.

Jiang Chuan took two full breaths of exhaust air, crossed his waist and panted and watched the bus go away.

"I said, little girl, where are you going, running in such a hurry? The next train is coming soon, so you can sit down and have breakfast and rest. ”

The breakfast aunt who witnessed everything was rolling the dough with a rolling pin.

The girl honestly resigned herself to her fate.

"Does it work? That's the car I'm waiting for. ”

He let out a long sigh and calmed down.

No way.

"Auntie, let's have a pancake and a cup of soy milk."

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