Feeling that Wu Xiaomin had chased a few meters behind him, Yu Xiangyang turned around and asked in surprise: "Classmate Wu, why are you here?" ”

Wu Xiaomin's chest rose and fell slightly, and his face was filled with a bright smile, "I passed by here, but I didn't expect to meet you." ”

Yu Xiangyang looked suddenly, "What a coincidence, do you have a pen and paper?" ”

"Yes." Wu Xiaomin pulled out a notebook and a pen from his school bag.

Yu Xiangyang said: "It's inconvenient for me to hold the child, you can help me record the phone, 0995-3290979." ”

Wu Xiaomin quickly wrote down this number, Yu Xiangyang looked at these numbers, and said: "Help me write down an address again, the fifth group of Feiniao Village, Yuyue Township, Chunhai County." ”

Although Wu Xiaomin felt that this address was very strange, she didn't think much about it and wrote it down according to what Yu Xiangyang said.

Yu Xiangyang held the child with one hand, tore the page with the other hand and looked at it, with no expression on his face.

"Thank you." Yu Xiangyang paused and said, "I remember that there are a lot of ginkgo trees in your school?" ”

Wu Xiaomin was a little puzzled, "Well, what's wrong?" ”

Yu Xiangyang said: "Is there another name for the ginkgo tree? ”

Wu Xiaomin shook his head, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Yu Xiangyang said: "I'll just ask casually, forget if I haven't heard of it." By the way, where are you going? ”

This question is a bit difficult to answer, according to Wu Xiaomin's understanding of Xiangyang.

If she said where she was going, Yu Xiangyang would definitely say, then you should go quickly.

If she said that she was just wandering around, Yu Xiangyang would definitely say, you go shopping, I'll go home.

After thinking about it, Wu Xiaomin avoided this question, touched An An's little face, teased him, and then said, "This kid is so cute!" I'll play with him for a while, okay? ”

An An was very faceless, turned his face suddenly, hugged Yu Xiangyang's neck with both hands, and pressed his little face tightly against his face, "Uncle, go." ”

"He doesn't want to play with you." Yu Xiangyang said.

Wu Xiaomin: "···"

She can be regarded as having been in contact with many men, just Yu Xiangyang, her brain seems to be sick, and the words she says often make it impossible to take the next sentence.

Before Wu Xiaomin could say the next sentence, Yu Xiangyang said again, "Classmate Wu, goodbye." ”

Then, he hugged An An and walked back the way he came.

"Hey! Yu Xiangyang! Wu Xiaomin caught up with him again without giving up, "It's not that we are friends, you can't do this to friends." ”

Yu Xiangyang is now six or seven percent sure, Wu Xiaomin must like him.

That's why under the pretext of being friends, I constantly want to get close to him.

This liking only brings him confusion and annoyance.

He kept walking, and said solemnly: "Classmate Wu, let me emphasize to you again, I don't like you, and you don't like me!" ”

"I don't like you, I just treat you as a friend."

This is Wu Xiaomin's truth.

After being reborn, she seems to have lost the emotion of who she likes.

Fan Zezhou, she doesn't like it, Cheng Jingmo, she doesn't like it either, Yu Xiangyang, she still doesn't like it, and the boys who chase her in school, she doesn't like it even more.

She reaches out to these people purely to serve her purposes.

Yu Xiangyang suddenly paused, with a serious face, "Classmate Wu, you didn't write those letters!" ”

Wu Xiaomin was stunned, and said slowly: "I wrote it!" What's wrong? Who else could I have? ”

It turned out that Yu Xiangyang asked her to write this and that in order to test her.

However, she was careless and fell for Yu Xiangyang, and he found out about it.

"That..." Her mind was desperately thinking of quibbles.

Yu Xiangyang didn't want to hear it, "If you follow me again, the guards at the door will arrest you as a bad guy." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the gate without looking back, but Wu Xiaomin did not follow.

On the one hand, he was worried about being caught by the guards, and on the other hand, he had a new plan.

She half-squinted her eyes and watched Yu Xiangyang carry the child into the door.

Yu Xiangyang carried An An into the gate, but did not go home.

He hid at the door, watching Wu Xiaomin walk away, and he hugged An An and got on a bus.

Sitting on the bus, he opened the page that Wu Xiaomin had just written.

He was sure that the letter was not written by Wu Xiaomin.

The font on the letter was different from the one on the piece of paper in his hand, especially the "9" character.

He was most impressed, the 9 in the letter was written very specially, the lower left corner of the circle on the top was slightly outlined, and the vertical on the bottom was very long.

The 9 written by Wu Xiaomin does not look like that at all.

Moreover, Wu Xiaomin does not know the alias of the ginkgo tree, which is also called the descendant tree.

He took An An's hand and walked to the bookstore.

There were a lot of people in the store today, and after An An entered the door, he shook off Yu Xiangyang's hand and found Wen Qiuning through the gap between the bookshelves.

"Auntie." He shouted with his head tilted.

Wen Qiuning was tiptoeing to help the guest hold the book, and when she heard the voice, she lowered her head.

A small potato that had just reached her thigh, with a little fleshy face on his back, and those clear eyes looked at her fixedly.

Wen Qiuning's heart softened suddenly.

"An An?" She smiled and half-bent down and picked up the cute little potato, "Why are you here?" ”

She glanced around, but didn't see his family, Wen Qiuning asked suspiciously, "Who came with you?" ”

Before An An could answer, Yu Xiangyang walked out from behind her and said dissatisfiedly: "Little Shahammer, you are running around like a mouse, and you were taken away by the bad guys, I don't care." ”

The "bad guy" holding An An: "···"

An An beckoned to Xiang Yang, "Auntie." ”

He was telling Yu Xiangyang that he had found his aunt.

Yu Xiangyang gave a "I saw it" look.

Wen Qiuning handed An An to Yu Xiangyang, "You are optimistic about the child, there are a lot of people today, I will be busy." ”

Yu Xiangyang hugged An An and scared him, "The next time I run around, I will be taken away by the bad guys!" ”

Yu Xiangyang found a comic book by himself, and while pointing to these paintings, he told An An a story.

waited until it was almost time to have lunch, there were only a few customers in the store, and it was Wen Qiuning's colleague who greeted him, and Wen Qiuning had time to come over and talk to Yu Xiangyang.

"Yu Xiangyang, do you have something to do with me?"

Yu Xiangyang closed the book, "I have something to say to you, let's go out and talk about it." ”

Yu Xiangyang put the book back in its place, led An An, and followed Wen Qiuning to a tree outside the bookstore.

"What's the matter?" Wen Qiuning asked.

Yu Xiangyang took An An's little hand and locked his gaze on Wen Qiuning's eyes, "Do you know what the ginkgo tree is called?" ”

The expression on Wen Qiuning's face changed for a while, first stunned, then surprised, and then ashamed.

She bit her lower lip and said, "Does this have anything to do with what you're trying to say?" ”

Yu Xiangyang still stared at her like that, "I know those letters were written by you." ”