When Mu Chengcheng first met Chu Qi, she was fighting on the rooftop like a little sister.

Highlighted by the roots of peach-colored hair, with thick eyeliner, false eyelashes spread out like spider legs.

Mu Chengcheng was surrounded by several men and women in the class in the corner of the rooftop, they took off the watch on her wrist, and the new mobile phone in her pocket was tightly held in the palm of her hand, and she did not escape the doom of being robbed.

A girl suddenly caught a glimpse of the brand of the sweatshirt in Mu Chengcheng's school uniform, only lowered her head to check the price, and then said to her companion: "Grass, a piece of clothing costs three thousand and five, pick it up." ”

Mu Chengcheng shouted in a low voice: "Don't!" ”

Then I had to see the people in front of me fall to the ground one by one.

Looking at the past, Chu Qi held a baseball bat in his hand and looked at them viciously: "This is a school, and robbery is punishable by imprisonment!" ”

These words came out of the mouth of such a bad girl, and justice was revealed in the disobedience.

Chu Qi stood in front of Mu Chengcheng, pulled the heavy bangs with his hand, and straightened the baseball bat at at them: "Fighting, skipping school, you don't dare to do it, grab your classmates' things here, one by one, I think I have to lock you all up!" ”

Not to be outdone, one of the girls also launched a ruthless attack, and somehow found a piece of steel bar and held it in her hand: "You don't care about our affairs!" If you say more, we'll do it with you! ”

Chu Qi smiled coldly and shook the baseball bat in his hand: "My mother's favorite thing to do in my life is to talk, and no one can care about me talking!" ”

With that, she threw the baseball bat in her hand at once, hitting the girl's wrist and hitting the steel bar on the ground.

At this moment, seven or eight boys suddenly rushed to the rooftop, and they all surrounded the group of troublemakers.

Chu Qi hooked Mu Chengcheng's neck and pulled it to his side: "Listen, I, the eighth class of high school, Chu Qi, she, I'm covered!" ”

Mu Chengcheng will never forget that the nightmarish bullying finally came to an end in that afternoon.

She pulled Chu Qi's sleeve, as if pulling a life-saving straw.

It's just that what she doesn't remember is that there was another person on the rooftop that day, and that person was also Mu Chengcheng's light.

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"Eh, Chu Qi..."Mu Chengcheng's thoughts slowly cleared up: "It shouldn't be that you didn't learn reading comprehension well, you didn't study hard at that time, right?" ”

Chu Qi did not shy away from it: "I'm going to study hard, who will protect you?" ”

She crawled over and hugged Mu Chengcheng's neck: "When we were two children, you were responsible for studying hard, I was responsible for fighting, and now you are responsible for making money, and I am responsible for enjoying life..."

Chu Qi lay down on his back and looked forward to it: "Although I don't have any grand ambitions, but you have it, help you complete your dream, that is my Chu Qi's dream....."

Mu Chengcheng looked back at her with a smile: "I'm going to cry..."

Chu Qi smiled slyly: "But you have too many wishes, I will selectively get one first, and cook mature rice with Bai Zhifan's raw rice!" ”

Gotcha, it's back...

Mu Chengcheng couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only hold Chu Qi very seriously: "I've thought about it seriously, Xiaobai and I are really not suitable..."

"Where doesn't it fit?"

"I'm older than him."

"How old are you? Can you learn from Xiao Yaxuan's mentality? Chu Qi straightened his posture.

"Lan Chaojin is also an obstacle..."Mu Chengcheng said.

"You and Lan Chaojin are boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Not really."

"Married?"

"Impossible."

"Then you two have an affair?"

Mu Chengcheng fried his hair: "How is it possible!" ”

Chu Qi spread his hands: "Isn't that enough, can the old man and old lady of your family not listen to you?" What age is it still engaged in family marriages. ”

"That's what I said...."Mu Chengcheng hesitated: "Xiaobai has a lot of development potential, this line..."

"Okay, Mu Chengcheng..."Chu Qi interrupted her impatiently: "I think you are your own problem, you have to face yourself, since Yao Mu died, you have locked yourself up, you have not been in love for so many years, only engaged in career, you are a woman, Mu Chengcheng, can you relax?" ”

Yao Mu....

Yan Yaomu....

Yes, standing on the rooftop that day, there was Yan Yaomu...........

Mu Chengcheng was stunned like a statue, and he didn't move for a long time.

Except for the faint breathing, it was as if everything had come to a standstill.

Chu Qi realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he pulled Mu Chengcheng's finger and said coquettishly: "I was wrong, I was just in a hurry, so..."

Chu Qi stretched out his arms and hugged Mu Chengcheng: "I just don't want to watch you miss it, Chengcheng, you've missed too much over the years......"

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When Bai Zhifan finished work, he looked around and didn't see Mu Chengcheng's figure, but Xiaoqing timidly brought someone in a cowardly manner.

A middle-aged woman, the wind and frost were engraved on her face, and she had obvious irrepressible excitement when she saw Bai Zhifan.

She removed the phone case: "My daughter likes you very much, can you sign it for me, Mr. Bai." ”

Bai Zhifan guessed the identity of the person from Xiaoqing's expression, he smiled kindly, and took the two of them into his nanny car together.

After sitting down, Bai Zhifan first signed his name on the place with the pattern on the phone case: "Excuse me, can you see it clearly like this?" ”

The middle-aged woman took it and quickly thanked and nodded.

Xiaoqing explained: "Cousin, the artist's signature cannot be signed on a blank piece of paper, this is to protect the artist's privacy. ”

"I know, I know."

Bai Zhifan looked at the woman and smiled shallowly: "What do you call it?" ”

"Wang, Wang Li."

Bai Zhifan's eyelids moved slightly: "So, you and Hao Yu are classmates, right?" ”

"Yes."

Bai Zhifan found Lan Chaojin's photo: "Is it him?" ”

The middle-aged woman nodded firmly: "It's him, he's Hao Yu, I won't admit my mistake." ”