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Yu Wanfeng bumped Shen Huaijin's elbow: "I think your Huo Chengyu is much better now."
Shen Huaijin was silent.
No one knows what her attitude is.
"When I get up tomorrow morning, I'll see if I can pay for water and electricity. I'll call and ask about the natural gas." Shen Huaijin finally said this again.
Yu Wanfeng nodded: "Okay, tell me what's going on."
"good."
Shen Huaijin also went upstairs.
Zhong Chumian was still there.
Quietly.
He hasn't said a word since the song started.
The eerie silence made Yu Wanfeng inevitably recall what happened before the lights went out.
Nothing will fall.
"I, do you want it?"
That's what Zhong Chumian asked her.
She remembered, every word, remembered.
Yu Wanfeng is no longer confused.
She gritted her teeth and asked Zhong Chumian: "We still have something to solve."
It is not resolved.
Zhong Chumian stood up straight.
The light of the flashlight was faint, giving off a layer of light.
But in the end, there was no time to say anything.
Zhong Chumian's phone rang.
An internal call from the Zhong Group.
He had to deal with it.
Yu Wanfeng sighed.
She and Zhong Chumian are always interrupted by some inexplicable things at critical moments.
Is it really not enough luck?
She is no longer entangled.
The days to come are long, run away tonight, and tomorrow morning.
I ran away tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.
In short, now, he always wants to be here, within her reach.
In short, within the area of ??the sheepfold she plans to plan.
It's just how Yu Wanfeng would know, the world is unpredictable.
Some things are always faster than people's plans.
Even just one kick can make people feel powerless, and they can't catch up no matter what.
Deeply feel the mystery of timing.
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¡¾Memory Small Theater¡¿
? On Wednesday evening, the sky was full of sunset glow, and it was as red as fire.
After eating dinner, Yu Wanfeng took a popsicle from the canteen, and walked to the corner of the laboratory building.
There are people coming and going on campus, and the familiar "Red Sun" is playing on the radio.
On the way, I met a senior in the second grade of high school and greeted her.
Yu Wanfeng knew her as Jian Hongshu's classmate.
Yu Wanfeng thought of something and asked directly: "Senior sister, can you lend me the physics book you used in the first year of high school? I want to see the notes you made."
No way, she is poor in math and physics.
And this senior, Yu Wanfeng knew that she was excellent in physics.
The senior sister was slightly sorry: "I lent it to my cousin last week."
Yu Wanfeng smiled, forget it.
Bai Xiaoyu came out from nowhere, and patted her on the shoulder: "Tsk tsk tsk, why don't you borrow something from senior sister, and forget it if you don't get it, but borrow something from Zhong Chumian, and you have to borrow it if you are a stalker?"
Needless to say, the purpose of stalking is not to borrow something, but to have a few more words with Zhong Chumian.
Yu Wanfeng glanced at Bai Xiaoyu: "Are you free? If you are free, help me borrow physics textbooks from Jian Hongshu."
Bai Xiaoyu deliberately teased her: "Then are you acting like a baby with me?"
Yu Wanfeng: "Bai Xiaoyu, is your brain rusty?"
I don't bother to talk to her.
Yu Wanfeng bit the popsicle and walked towards the laboratory building.
She still has to seize the time to play on the swing quietly for a while.
Bai Xiaoyu smiled wickedly.
It seems that Yu Wanfeng's coquettish skill can only be used against Zhong Chumian.
Bai Xiaoyu discovered something terrible, so he hurried to gossip with Jian Hongshu.
Yu Wanfeng silently walked to the back of the laboratory building, patted the dust on the swing, sat down, biting a popsicle, and rocked the swing.
Every Wednesday, she would sit here and be quiet.
Because every Tuesday, my father always went to drink, and when he drank too much, he quarreled with his mother when he came home.
It will always be noisy until midnight.
She won't talk about these things with others, so she can only keep quiet by herself.
It's just that she didn't know at that time that there was someone who was always with her.
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