The next morning, summer vacation, hey······

Rong Wanqi sighed and lay on the table in contemplation, looking at the summer vacation homework of various subjects, almost collapsing.

Time is so fast, my senior has graduated from college, and I am in my third year of high school.

Rong Wanqi picked up the mobile phone placed on the side of the table and made a call to Tang Qingqing, after the phone "beep~beep~" rang a few times, there was a thunderous sound in his ears, so frightened that Rong Wanqi picked up the phone to see if he had dialed the wrong number.

"Who, what do you want to do if you don't sleep in the daytime?" Tang Qingqing was hoarse, but his voice did not decrease in the slightest decibel roar.

"Look at your phone screen, who am I?" Rong Wanqi seemed to be infected and helplessly roared out her high decibel volume.

"Damn, don't say I'm hanging." Tang Qingqing continued to yell.

"Tang Qingqing, you hang up, I'll send a wreath." Rong Wanqi responded to her unceremoniously.

"Rong Wanqi, do you want to be so mean?" Tang Qingqing was not moved by Rong Wanqi's words in the slightest.

"Yes, I'm scathing, someone wants it, what about you." Rong Wanqi continued to hit Tang Qingqing.

"Stop, I'm sour and spicy, no one dares to ask for it, I want you to take care of it." Tang Qingqing's temper has been compared with the trend of volcanic eruptions in recent years.

"In the afternoon, I'll go shopping for clothes, you go, or not." Rong Wanqi told Tang Qingqing with an undeniable momentum.

"I, go." Tang Qingqing nodded sadly.

Rong Wanqi hung up the phone and immediately jumped down from the table and chair. A female man alive.

Rong Wanqi opened the wardrobe and sighed like a deflated ball. Flipping through it, it's all school clothes.

"Women are the ones who please themselves".

"Wise sayings".

Rong Wanqi looked at herself and sighed all over her body.

Rong Wanqi cleaned up a little, and went out to the place agreed with Tang Qingqing.

Tang Qingqing stood in the agreed place and looked at a certain woman with a somewhat shy appearance, her eyes seemed to have caught something.

Tang Qingqing, from the first year of junior high school to the third year of high school, has been in the same class, up and down the seats, similar in age to Rong Wanqi, but mentally mature than Rong Wanqi. The relationship failed twice, and the weakness of the heart did not match the appearance of the man.

"Miss Rong, why did you have a whim to buy clothes today, and your boyfriend is back?" Tang Qingqing saw through it and didn't say anything.

"Well, he's back". Tang Qingqing suddenly exploded in place with a thunderbolt on the sunny day, and he was stunned for a long time.

Qiao Muqi, he is back, he doesn't belong to me, what am I doing with fantasies, he~, Tang Qingqing quickly sorted out his thoughts.

After a simple communication, the two held hands and went to the mall for an afternoon, and when the two came out with a large bag of things, both of them had a loveless expression.

The two sighed at the same time: "Women are really troublesome, we like to ask for trouble." ”

"Haha~haha~".

After that, the two hugged each other and said goodbye.

Tang Qingqing burst into tears the moment she turned around, she quickly wiped away her tears, smiled and looked back.

Rong Wanqi opened the door lightly, tiptoed up things and quickly put them into his room, and gently closed the door.