[S]: Morning, girlfriend.

Early the next morning, Mencius got up to catch up with the morning class, and after entering the classroom, the chair was not hot before he saw this message.

Probably thinking that this was some kind of unsightly news, Mencius subconsciously glanced at Zheng Youyou, who was sitting next to him, before replying, and only edited the message after making sure that she hadn't noticed her.

deleted, deleted, modified, and finally only replied with the word "early".

The identity of a girlfriend is still a little unfamiliar.

Although it is fake.

"You...... How hot is it? Zheng Youhe turned his head to look at her, and couldn't help but touch her red apple muscles, "Or did someone send you any astringent news?" ”

"Oops, nothing, just walked too fast, hot." Mencius quickly turned off the screen of his phone and buckled it on the table before she could come over.

"Be a thief with a weak heart." Zheng Youhe looked at her with a smile, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Mencius snorted.

Before this matter is completely clarified, it is still not appropriate to tell Zheng Youhe.

Approaching graduation, many theoretical courses have also come to an end, and Mencius was not in a state throughout the class, and he was in a trance until the end of the class.

In the morning, there were two classes, and after class, Zheng Youhe was going to find Guo Jiamu, playing cute, and only after exhausting the methods did he persuade Chenggong to accompany him.

Recently, Zheng He has been much closer to Guo Jiamu, but probably because he was afraid of rumors, Zheng He strictly forbade Guo Jiamu to come to the school to find her again.

So every time, only Zheng Youhe went to find Guo Jiamu.

"What are you going to do with Guo Jiamu today?" Meng Zijin has been busy with the practice of the graduation assessment repertoire recently, like most people, but Zheng Youyou didn't let her practice with her, but went to Guo Jiamu several times.

"Sparring." Zheng Hehe held Mencius in his arms, and the corners of his mouth rose.

Meng Zijin tilted his head and stared at her for a few seconds before he instantly understood.

Zheng Youhe said a long time ago that he was influenced by Guo Jiamu when he chose this major, and her piano was taught by Guo Jiamu since she was a child.

If it weren't for the fear of the crowd, Zheng Youhe would have been the brightest star on the stage.

This graduation assessment can only play a single repertoire, and it is invigilated and scored by several professional tutors in the music department, but there is a danger that there is no audience under the classroom, otherwise, this assessment will become a hurdle for Zheng and He.

"Guo Jiamu really doesn't like you anymore?" While Zheng Hehe was driving, Mencius pretended to mention it casually.

Zheng Youhe is not deep-minded, never twists and turns with others, and when he is serious about something, his brain will blurt out before he has time to think about what others say.

Generally, most of the words blurted out are sincere.

"How do I know, anyway, the relationship is pretty good now, and he hasn't mentioned that incident again." Zheng Youhe glanced in the rearview mirror, turned a slow turn, and drove directly into the suburban road.

Mencius always felt that this path was familiar.

It's like the road that Song Yunshen took him to Genting Hot Spring Resort last time.

"He's learning a lesson, and he's going to have a relationship with you for a long time." Mencius said casually.

Zheng Youhe swallowed his saliva and raised his voice: "Don't talk nonsense, we don't have that kind of relationship, and he can't calculate me like this, otherwise I will smack him"

"Like how you can calculate you, it should be a different word." Mencius looked at her with a smile, thought for a while, and said, "I have been planning for a long time, and I have always been consistent. ”

Zheng Youhe bit his lip, pondered these words carefully, and finally gave her a look: "You are not talking about Guo Jiamu." ”

"Huh?"

"You're talking about Song Yunshen."

Mencius: "......"

"You...... Talking and talking, why did you get to Song Yun in the deep mountains, Zheng You and you are serious, we are discussing your life's events. Mencius was a little angry and snorted.

"Hey, I'm right, blushing." Zheng Youhe couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and after a sigh, he finally sighed helplessly, "Don't worry about me, I'm going to graduate soon, you have to think about how to tell your uncle and aunt about not going abroad." ”

Mencius thought for a while before replying: "I won't go abroad, but I have to promise them to go abroad." ”

The old man specified that no matter about this matter, he had only one requirement for Mencius to go abroad or not, that is, to make his identity public, participate in an international competition and win rankings, and finally hold a beautiful piano recital, so that people can know how powerful the inheritors of their old Meng family's grandchildren are.

Whether it is now or two years from now, Mencius can easily do this.

Unless she doesn't want to.

However, she really doesn't want to, she doesn't want to be the dazzling star on the stage, she just wants to follow her heart and do what she wants to do.

Zheng Youhe frowned: "What do you mean?" I didn't understand. ”

Mencius took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Let's talk about it, I'll tell you when the matter is done." ”

"If you need help, just come to me, though, I shouldn't be able to help much." Zheng He and Gan laughed, his eyes full of distress for Mencius.

If she was still the daughter of the Guo family, she would definitely be able to help her, but she is no longer the daughter, she is not qualified to participate in the affairs of the wealthy family, and she does not have that identity to participate.

The pink rabbit cart stopped in front of a Chinese-style villa, and the outrageous thing was that there were two gold-swallowing beasts in front of the door, and there were two pots of fortune trees on both sides of the gate.

After getting out of the car, Mencius took a few steps back to see the appearance of this villa, so he couldn't help but gesture: "This ...... The Guo family is not richer than my Meng family, why is this house more eye-opening than Jinyuan, could it be that it was newly bought after becoming the vice president of Fangting? ”

Zheng Youhe blinked his eyes a few times before he opened his mouth to say, and after thinking about it for a while, he still decided to leave some suspense: "Ah, just go in and know, leave you some surprises." ”

The two of them stood in front of the door for a while, Guo Jiamu almost ran out, and reprimanded while pressing the password to open the door: "Zheng Youyou, you are racing again!" ”

He calculated the time from Zheng Youhe went out, and even told her to drive slower, but she still arrived early.

"And there's no traffic jam." Zheng Youhe understated it, saw the door open, and directly took Mencius in, "Today is the third time I've come here, and he nagged every time, like his father." ”

Guo Jiamu: "......"

Following behind the two of them, Guo Jiamu was wondering why Mencius would come with him today, and after thinking about it for a while, he didn't suddenly realize until he entered the living room.

He told Zheng Hehe this morning that Song Yunshen was working from home due to illness today.

sighed helplessly in his heart, this girl didn't care about him, and it was very positive to worry about others.

Guo Jiamu consciously poured tea for the two of them as half of the master: "The professional upstairs made it, I just came down and tasted it." ”

"West Lake Longjing." Mencius only took a sip and tasted what kind of tea it was.

It's not expensive, but it tastes good, and it's one of her favorites.

"Senior Sister Meng understands quite well." Guo Jiamu drank the whole cup directly after it cooled.

"Heh, if you mean it, I don't understand tea." Zheng Youhe blew a breath, and drank half a cup in one gulp, and finally commented, "I can't drink it, not all tea is the same taste." ”

Guo Jiamu didn't carry this pot: "I don't have connotation, I also drink tea as water." ”

Mencius pulled his lips and smiled, watching them flirt and scold.

"You have ruined my West Lake Longjing." A man appeared at the corner of the stairs, dressed in black loungewear, with a low voice and a hint of dumbness.

Meng Zijin sipped his cup lightly, and was thrilled by the fine West Lake Longjing, and stared at Song Yunshen who suddenly appeared in surprise.

"What's the difference between drinking into your stomach and drinking into my stomach, it's the same in my stomach." Guo Jiamu retorted funny, touched his nose, and subconsciously looked at Zheng Youhe's reaction.

Although I told her that I lived in Song Yunshen's place, she came here a few times, and today was the first time she saw Song Yunshen.

"Senior brother." Zheng Youhe shouted, a little surprised, "You Fang Ting is also off on weekdays today?" ”

Song Yunshen responded with a smile: "There is more than one person in the management. ”

Guo Jiamu rushed to speak: "There is a kind of work called working from home. ”

"And you're playing games at home?" Zheng Youhe couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not here to be a sparring partner for you." Guo Jiamu shouted that it was a wrong.

Mencius is wearing a simple shirt today, white T-shirt, denim shorts, and shoulder-length short hair tied up, like this summer.

The pillow was held on her lap, and the slender hands holding the pillow were kneading it again and again.

That's how she behaves when she's relieving tension.

Song Yunshen tapped a glance, and his voice slowed down: "Like to drink?" ”

Meng Zijin raised his eyes to look at him and nodded: "Yes." ”

"Go upstairs, I'll make it better." Song Yunshen invited.

Guo Jiamu glanced at him: "This pot is also made by you." ”

Song Yunshen didn't look at him, and stared at the pot of tea: "It's not a good tea that you've ruined." ”

Guo Jiamu: "......"

Zheng Youhe secretly poked Guo Jiamu, and waited for him to turn around and go upstairs and silently made a gesture of praise.

A big guy is a big guy.

Mencius sent the gods to follow him upstairs, and indeed in the upstairs living room, he saw a set of tea sets, as well as all kinds of good tea.

Mencius took a brief look, the cheapest is the West Lake Longjing.

"Why are you here in Guo Jiamu today?" Mencius sat down and watched him make tea, which was indeed professional.

Song Yun paused slightly and said with a smile: "What did he tell you?" ”

"Say what?" Mencius wrinkled.

"Say it's his home." As he spoke, he had already brewed the tea and advised, "Be careful of scalding." ”

Meng Zijin shook his head: "I didn't say it, but Guo Jiamu opened the door for us." ”

After Meng Zijin finished speaking, she fell into thought, she stared at Song Yunshen's expression, remembered the two gold-swallowing beasts at the door, and had already guessed half a point, but still asked uncertainly: "Is it difficult, this is ...... Is it your home? ”

Song Yunshen rarely didn't joke with her today, held a teacup in his right hand, and took a sip: "Well, if you dig the only son of the Guo family to be the vice president, you must always make a safe haven for others to avoid the limelight." ”

Mencius tilted his head to stare at him, accidentally forgetting to look away.

Song Yunshen coughed twice, and Mencius heard that something was wrong, and then he noticed that his face was also extremely bad: "Song Yunshen, are you sick?" ”

This time, he didn't avoid him, and moved directly to him, reaching out to reach out to his forehead.

Song Yunshen didn't hide, raised his lips quietly, and let her do it.

"It seems to be a little hot." Mencius touched it back and forth a few times, but was not sure.

Song Yunshen's eyes were about to overflow, so he grabbed her hand and put it in his palm, and said, "The fever is gone, don't worry." ”

Mencius shrank his fingertips, sensing the distance between the two, blinked unnaturally, and withdrew his hand to avoid his gaze: "Hmm." ”