When Zhihua left the school gate, Song Nanqiao was already waiting for her at the school gate.

He leaned against the side of the car, on the phone.

Zhihua stood in place, didn't go over, just quietly waited for him to finish the call.

"Here, let's go."

Song Nanqiao soon saw Zhihua, he hung up the phone, and beckoned to Zhihua.

"Why didn't you just come, huh?"

Song Nanqiao smiled at Zhihua, and he asked softly.

I don't know how long Zhihua has been standing there, it's quite hot, and she doesn't have an umbrella.

"Seeing you calling, I just want not to bother."

Zhihua replied.

Song Nanqiao just smiled and didn't speak.

"Senior Song, aren't we going to eat near the school?"

There is a lot of food near Qingda, they all ate near Qingda before, and today Song Nanqiao drove over to mean that they are not eating near the school.

Song Nanqiao replied: "A little farther away." ”

"Okay, I'm having a treat today, Senior Song can't rush to pay."

Zhihua tilted her head to look at Song Nanqiao, she bit her lip lightly, and said slowly.

Song Nanqiao nodded and said that there was no problem: "Okay." ”

"It tastes good."

Song Nanqiao parked his car in an alley, which was very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of a big city, and without the shouting on the street.

This quiet environment seems to be more suitable for life.

There was a smell in the alley, and when she smelled it, she felt a little upset, and she couldn't tell what it was.

Somewhat...... Odd.

Zhihua covered his nose.

"Haven't you been out?"

Song Nanqiao looked sideways at Zhihua, and the smile on his lips was very soft.

Zhihua shook his head.

"Mother-in-law, two bowls of snail noodles."

Coming to a small restaurant, Song Nanqiao shouted inside.

The small shops are small, some narrow, and the decoration is a little old.

There are also a few snack bars near the shop, but the business is not very good, and it is difficult for business to get better in this kind of alley.

"Okay."

The mother-in-law responded cheerfully.

"It may taste a little bad, but it tastes really good, Granny Chen's snail noodle shop has been open for more than 30 years, and it is very authentic."

"Qingcheng is not the production place of snail noodles, many snail noodles are not authentic, and Granny Chen's family is quite authentic."

Song Nanqiao explained to Zhihua, he rolled up a sleeve and wiped the desktop with a tissue.

Zhihua nodded, but she didn't really understand.

"Why is Xiao Song free to come over today?"

"Is this your girlfriend? It's so pretty. ”

Granny Chen is obviously very familiar with Zhihua, she brought the finished snail noodles to Song Nanqiao, and the whole person smiled.

She was not young, and her face and hands were crawling with wrinkles.

"This is Zhihua, my junior sister."

Song Nanqiao introduced.

Granny Chen chatted with Song Nanqiao for a few more words, and went to work again.

"Taste it."

Zhihua didn't move his chopsticks all the time, and Song Nanqiao motioned for Zhihua to try it.

“…… Good. ”

Zhihua hesitated for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks, she picked up a few sticks of powder, and slowly put them into her mouth.

"It's delicious."

In an instant, Zhihua's eyes lit up.

Then she finished the bowl of snail noodles and smiled contentedly.

It was Zhihua who checked out, and Granny Chen said that they would eat, and Zhihua insisted on paying.

"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, the noodles made by Granny Chen are so delicious, there is no reason for business to be bleak?"

Walking back, Zhihua looked at Song Nanqiao a little curiously.

Good things, even if they are often in the alley, will be followed by people.

When they went, there was not a single customer in Granny Chen's shop, and there were no people in the few small restaurants next door.

"She doesn't care, she's just finding something for herself to do."

Song Nanqiao shook his head lightly and said.

He didn't explain too much to Zhihua.

In fact, this old town used to be a lively place, and then people gradually went to the city, and it slowly calmed down.

The people who still set up shop here are some old people, they are reluctant to leave here, although there are few customers, they are not to make money, they just want to keep the store open.

Knowing painting seems to understand whether it is understood or not.

She actually wanted to go further in her relationship with Song Nanqiao, but she didn't know how to do it.

Their current relationship is really an ordinary senior-sister relationship, and there is not even a little ambiguity.

"Senior, I'll buy you milk tea."

There is a bubble tea shop opposite the park, and Zhihua is about to walk towards the bubble tea shop.

"Be careful."

There was an urgent voice in her ears, and her arm was grabbed in an instant, and a force pulled her back, and she fell into a hard embrace in an instant.

Zhihua was instantly stunned, and his ears were filled with the driver's scolding voice and his eager heartbeat.

Again and again, it seems like it is about to pop out soon.

Zhihua is a little silly.

"Pay attention to the road when crossing the street, I'll buy milk tea."

His shoulders were suddenly pressed by a pair of big hands, and Zhihua stood firmly, and the warmth behind him disappeared in an instant.

Song Nan opened his legs and walked towards the bubble tea shop opposite.

Zhihua was still in place, looking dumbfounded, and for a moment, she touched her somewhat hot cheeks.

What scared me was not that she was almost hit by a car, but that the physical contact between the two people just now, which really made her heart beat faster.

When you like someone, your heart beats faster.

There is nothing wrong with what the book says.

Zhihua stretched out his hand to cover the position of his heart, and his heart "plopped" and beat non-stop.

Ahhhh......h

Zhihua immediately hurriedly took the phone out of the bag, edited a text message and sent it to Lin Miaomiao.

"Here, your milk tea."

Song Nanqiao came back soon, and he handed the milk tea in his hand to Zhihua.

The straw has been inserted in advance.

“…… Thank you, senior. ”

Zhihua pursed her lips, and she suddenly bowed to Song Nanqiao.

Song Nanqiao: "......"

He subconsciously took a step back.

"Senior......

Zhihua had something to say in her heart, but she didn't know how to say it, she took a few deep breaths, and the words were still stuck in her throat.

"I'll send you back to school first."

A smile appeared on Song Nanqiao's lips, and his gaze fell on Zhihua's face.

It's kind of cute.

"Senior, do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhihua twisted his head out of the window, and said to Song Nanqiao.

She felt a little ashamed.

Crossing the street without looking at the car, and the one who bowed just now......

Looking back on it now, I really feel a little embarrassed, and her reaction just now was really a bit too big.

It's a shame.

"No, it's cute."

Song Nanqiao chuckled, feeling a little happy.

Zhihua suddenly remembered a stalk:

Cute = stupid.

She was a little unsure if Song Nanqiao felt the same way in her heart.