By the time Xu Huanhuan finished cleaning up and eating breakfast, Zhong Nuanyang had already put away the books, and then she realized that Su Feng's books had not been given to him yet.

"By the way, Su Feng asked me for a book today, you can send it to him in the afternoon." Zhong Nuanyang calmed down and said lightly that he didn't want to see him again today.

"Oh, by the way, last night I dreamed that he explained to me that he didn't know that dead girl at all, and only liked me." Xu Huanhuan raised his head and turned around on the ground a few times, and when he turned around and saw Zhong Nuanyang's eyes, he immediately retracted: "I know, I know, I'm joking." However, we can't just characterize what happened last night, maybe it's not what we think it is? Maybe they're just pure...... What about classmate friendship? ”

Zhong Nuanyang put the book away, and shook his head disappretently after listening: "Maybe people have a good relationship, it's not a quarrel and a breakup at all." ”

"Okay, let's not think about it yet. Walk with me around the business district, I heard that there are a few good shops in our school, let's go buy a dress. Xu Huanhuan grabbed Zhong Nuanyang's shoulders and pushed her out of the dormitory.

The weather outside was good, Zhong Nuanyang was amused by Xu Huanhuan's jokes and quickly became happy again, and the two talked and laughed all the way to the commercial area next to the dormitory building. It is said to be a commercial area, but in fact, it is just a few clothing stores, a few snack shops, and some scattered stores, but they are still very popular when the school is in the barren mountains and mountains.

Xu Huanhuan tried on clothes in a shop decorated with pink balloons in front of her house, and Zhong Nuanyang sat on a lazy beanie chair in her store and waited, observing the pedestrians outside the window.

Opposite the shop was the only flower shop in the school, and the owner was a long-haired man with a horrific tattoo. Zhong Nuanyang watched him carefully take care of the delicate flowers with his bare arms, and recommended various colors to customers entering the store from time to time, and the whole picture had an indescribable sense of disobedience.

"Alas, Nuan Yang, do you think this one looks good?" Xu Huanhuan changed into another set of clothes and looked left and right in front of the mirror.

Zhong Nuanyang looked back and nodded: "It's good, but I still like the set just now." After speaking, he looked back at the florist owner on the counter, carefully bandaging a well-matched bouquet of flowers.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Huanhuan changed her clothes and came out, looking at Zhong Nuanyang and looking out the window in a daze, she asked curiously.

"That uncle......" Zhong Nuanyang motioned to Xu Huanhuan to look at the flower shop, and the boss was squatting at the door after cleaning up the shop and wiping the words on the small blackboard.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Xu Huanhuan glanced at it and said casually.

"That's cool." Zhong Nuanyang said enviously: "I don't care about other people's eyes, I live a really chic life." ”

"Well, it's quite personal, the owners of the flower shops near our house are all young and beautiful girls." Xu Huanhuan also looked at it carefully for a while, and sighed.

"Well, where are we going in a moment?" Zhong Nuanyang saw that Xu Huanhuan had already bought clothes and was about to get up and leave.

"What's the hurry? You haven't seen it yet, I just saw a skirt that suits you perfectly, go try it out. Xu Huanhuan pulled Zhong Nuanyang up.

"I don't buy clothes, I have enough clothes to wear." Zhong Nuanyang was pushed to the hanger, looking at the colorful girlish style, which had never appeared in his closet.

"I know you're good enough to wear, but that dress only looks good if you wear it, you can't miss it, really, you trust me."