Such a grand plan actually just started in a small restaurant, and people didn't pay attention to it.

But whoever makes the protagonist this time is the dazzling teenager, and his every move will receive a lot of attention.

"Xiao Xi, you really surprised me!"

Fu Qing picked up the wine glass on the table and looked at the young man sitting on the sofa talking with burning eyes.

When the young man looked at him, he was surprised to catch a look of surprise in those eyes.

Smiled lightly and didn't speak. But there was an unusually dazzling and beautiful light in those eyes, and in an instant, it was soul-stirring!

"These eyes make me not regret my decision today."

Gu Qing, who was observing on the side, was smart and yin, first impressed by the young man's appearance, then by the young man's dusty temperament and demeanor, and then by the young man's talent. In the end, I was impressed by the sleekness and calmness of the teenager.

It starts with the appearance,

Trapped in talent,

Be loyal to character.

……

He planted it, planted it on this boy who was not yet eighteen years old.

However, he did not regret it, and his heart told him that today's choice told him an unimaginable future, gave him an experience that he had never experienced, and even, let him have a life that he had never experienced before.

And these, he will wait and see!

……

Xi felt that his stomach would be very uncomfortable if he took the car back after eating, so he decisively refused to take the car with Fu Qing Guqing.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Gu, then I'll trouble you, we'll see you next time."

"Oh well! Xiao Xi, be careful on the road alone! Don't miss us too much! ”

The one who replied was Gu Qing, this "big boy" uncle who looks mature, but when he gets acquainted, he will be childish.

It's a completely different style from Fu Qing, and it still looks very good, so it's the feeling of a mature "old" man.

Is it really good to regret my decision and give him my future?

He's feeling a little sick right now anyway!

"Uncle Fu, you should take care of him!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed it aside, looked at the two men sitting in the car, glanced at each other, and drove away.

Depend on......

I feel that my temper is getting better and better!

Brother, do you know?

Senior brother, I miss you!

……

On the other side at this time, a handsome man sitting on a high-end business sofa.

Suddenly, I felt a sudden tightness in my heart, and my narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

The man's clear whiteness,

There is only one person who can give him such feelings!

And she......

"Xi'er, are you thinking about me?"

The man's magnetic voice lingered in the empty office for a long time

……

Xi took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and found that there were nearly three hours left before the next exam.

A smile and laughter made tears, and a stroke of love and hatred was written off......

When I was thinking about what I was going to do later, the mobile phone in my hand suddenly rang.

He looked at the name of "Mr. Yan" written on it, and hesitated to accept it.

"Hey! Brother Han. ”

After all, people who haven't done anything bad are still walking slowly when they answer the phone, looking aimless.

"What? Isn't the second less to make up the class? ”

The man's cello-like voice sounded in the young man's ears, with a hint of meaning.

I thought about it in my heart

This cheap brother is really unguessable!

"What?"

Not to be white, he stopped at the bottom of a tree, the young man was wearing a school uniform, loose and saggy, and the light was slightly sprinkled, crossing a layer of golden light for him, beautiful and incomprehensible......

"Come to me, Yan."

The man who cherishes words like gold, his voice is faint.

……

People forgive beauty for everything, even vulgarity. Wisdom is a kind of new balance that can be seen to be given to the poor elephant and their sons, and wisdom is not a suitable compensation for the ugly. Wisdom is just a superfluous plaything that makes the jewelry available to him every time he carries it from the house.

---- Milieth Barbesi, "The Grace of the Hedgehog"