Wang Chengyou immediately heard the point and interrupted her: "You doubt Tang ......" He said half of his words, and the rest was replaced by a glance that swept towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan sat up straight...... But she still didn't understand what the two in front of her were talking about and what it had to do with her.

"Not a suspicion! Be sure! I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'll tell you plainly. ”

Wang Chengyou really regretted that he didn't cover Mo Yan's ears in time, although he had a second of selfishness, wanting Mo Yan to recognize Tang Wenhao's true face.

What Wan Ting said is that since high school, she has had a small notebook with a lock, which records the information of every girl Tang Sheng has admired. Now that little book is already full! For so many years, she has taken everyone's beautiful broad-minded and benevolent heart, holding back tears and smiling at him to make a fool of himself.

"I remember it one by one, and there are 9 girls he has slept with! There are 12 suspected of being slept! Those who tried to get their hands on it but failed, there were ......"

Wang Chengyou quickly glanced at Mo Yan who shrank back again, and his mind wandered between covering her ears and not covering her ears.

Mo Yan looked dazed. I don't know what to do, and I don't know what to do.

Wang Chengyou suddenly remembered one thing, Mo Yan called Tang Wenhao "Mr. Wen...... Does it mean that she simply doesn't know who the "soup" or "soup sheng" they talked about for a long time is?!

"Ahem." Wang Chengyou clenched his hands into fists, covered his mouth and coughed.

Wan Ting's voice of reporting the numbers while wiping her tears interrupted.

"I can hear it, you love Wenhao very much." Wang Chengyou summed it up.

Mo Yan beside him sat up straight, his eyes revealing a gleam. Wang Chengyou followed the corners of his mouth and raised secretly.

Wan Ting was almost hysterical: "I love him!" I love him! Of course I love him! I've been dreaming that if I just endure it a little longer, he'll be a prodigal son! But I endured and endured, and what did I get? He's in love with a junior in high school! Afraid that I would harm him, he ruthlessly propped me up to the edge of the sky! ”

Several tables of guests looked at them.

Wang Chengyou pushed the coffee cup towards Wan Ting: "Don't get excited. A girl in the third year of high school will not be your rival. ”

Mo Yan raised his hand, trembling and pointing at Wan Ting: "You, what you said is really Mr. Wen?" ”

"Mr. Wen? Ha! You don't think Tang Wenhao's surname is Wen, right? Immediately, Wan Ting turned to Wang Chengyou: "I just listened to what you asked the driver to tell me, so I risked my life to come out to see you." I beg you, you must, keep your joy! At least until I'll be back in three years! ”

Wang Chengyou looked solemn: "Don't worry! I'll keep it for the rest of my life! ”

Wan Ting cried.

Whether it is Mo Yan near or a voyeur in the distance, there is an illusion: Wan Ting and Wang Chengyou are lovers who were forced to separate, and the two of them are talking to each other before parting with each other!

Wan Ting answered a phone call and jumped up directly: "Oops! They found out I wasn't in the bedroom and located my address, so I had to go back quickly, or they would send me away overnight! ”

Wan Ting left, completely without the domineering spirit when she threatened Mo Yan in the morning.

Mo Yan turned her raised fingers to Wang Chengyou with trembling and crooked: "You, what you are talking about is Wen...... Soup...... The guy I know? ”

Wang Chengyou nodded slowly.

Mo Yan bit her lip, and after a long time, she spoke: "She is really sick!" No wonder the family is in such a hurry. ”

"Huh?" It was Wang Chengyou's turn to be surprised.

"She must be delusional, right? First, Mr. Tang in your mouth, who has never even told me his real surname, will fall in love with me? Second, the so-called Mr. Tang has not taken the initiative to contact me for several months after knowing me, will he fall in love? Third, do you still remember that on the evening of Xu Qinglai's birthday, you met him with me, and he showed the slightest affection for you throughout the whole process? ”

She talks eloquently, quite sassy and heroic.

Wang Chengyou smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his shining gaze fell on her: "Yes." Therefore, the purpose of our trip is just to help you clear up the misunderstanding and dispel the threat. ”

I'm too lazy to talk to her more, so it's better to push the boat with the water. Besides, he suspected that he was also suffering from paranoia, and every man who approached Mo Yan couldn't help but be suspicious.

Seeing that Wang Chengyou was convinced of her inference, Mo Yan compared a scissorhands. With that was over, she got up and put Kafuka on her shoulder: "This coffee is really bad. ”

The waiter who came to settle the bill couldn't help but shake his hand holding the four-digit consumption amount invoice.

"Let's go," Wang Chengyou also got up, "Starting tomorrow, the make-up class will continue." ”

The two of them got up and walked out of the store together.

Brother Zhang, who was parking in the small square outside the store, was talking on the phone, and he waved his hands anxiously, as if repeating something. Wang Chengyou suddenly stopped, and grabbed Mo Yan, who was striding forward.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yan looked left and right exaggeratedly.

"We'll go over when Brother Zhang finishes calling."

Mo Yan nodded.

There is a small fountain in the small square, and next to the fountain, some seats are placed high and low. Some white-collar workers drinking afternoon tea sat on it in twos and threes, holding coffee cups and chatting.

"So," Mo Yan hesitated, "do I still want to go to Mr. Wen's studio to work in the summer after graduating from my third year of high school?" ”

Wang Chengyou was stunned.

The sun at half past four in the winter afternoon, white and heatless, shone brightly on his face. The fluff is gilded with a golden glow. He tried to look back at her face, but halfway back, he stopped.

He who is about to exit is a word against his will.

What makes him speak against his will is the decent style that he has always cherished.

"When the time comes, if you can't find a better internship, it doesn't hurt to go."

Mo Yan smiled sincerely. Undoubtedly, she liked the answer.

In the distance, Brother Zhang, who had finished making the call, saw the two high school juniors standing, and immediately understood that they were waiting for him, so he raised his hand and called them.

Wang Chengyou and Mo Yan turned around when they heard the sound and walked towards the car.

The great white sun in the cracks of the building jumped and sank for two more minutes.

Time passes, and life goes on.

After those class meetings and grade meetings in turn, the senior high school dogs ushered in the winter vacation they dreamed of, although it was only 18 days short, 7 days less than the junior high school students, and it was enough for them to be satisfied.

Some of the students' winter vacation life began as early as the end of the semester exams, and they went to Long Island, New York, Finland, and Switzerland...... There are also some students who will start a new round of winter vacation make-up classes. Mo Yan is undoubtedly the latter.

After a painful struggle, in order to fully express his disdain for Little Spicy Chicken, Wang Zhifeng decided to fly to New York as originally planned......

Wang Chengyou died begging for Bailai to stay after obtaining his father's consent. Every day, in the name of going to the city library to check materials, I go out for half a day. In the afternoon, I went to participate in the RHZ basketball league training camp, and in the evening, I stayed at home with my mother Michi.

The half-day trip to the library was undoubtedly an appointment with Mo Yan.

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