planted in her hands

My major in university is Chinese language and literature. Whether it is appreciating and analyzing poems at home and abroad, or reading and comprehending some documents, I can get good grades, so I didn't misunderstand Meng Qingyao's words...

That "someone" is me.

Making her wait for a long time means that Fang Suyue didn't tell her that I would not go to the store in advance. She thought I would go to the store again, but she never waited.

help...

Why is it happening like that!

I really feel that I don't know Meng Qingyao very well, so I didn't tell her about it, and I trusted Fang Suyue too much, which led to such a result, but I didn't mean it.

But why did Meng Qingyao wait for me?

I think about walking, thinking about getting into the elevator, and thinking about it when I get home.

In the end, the answer was that Meng Qingyao was already used to the days when I was a little follower by her side, and would be a little uncomfortable without me for a while.

But I also feel that something is wrong, because I haven't worked with her for a few days. It is true that I think my work ability is not bad, but is it really that good?

I pursed my lips tightly and frowned.

I suddenly remembered that when I was in school, the teacher often said that I had to learn to ask questions, and I couldn't think about it by myself.

Hmm, makes sense.

So when I realized it, I had already sent Meng Qingyao a WeChat message, and a line of words clearly entered my line of sight.

Me: [Sister Qingyao, are you used to me being in the store? 】

Pretty straightforward.

I touched the tip of my nose, and felt a little guilty. While waiting for her reply, I was thinking about what she was going to do tomorrow. After doing the math, it was almost the end of Yu Wenshan's business trip. Go see Yu Wenshan.

If this is the case, it would be too scary.

It wasn't that I saw Yu Wenshan's panic-stricken appearance, but Yu Wenshan saw my panic-stricken appearance.

The phone screen lit up at this time, and Meng Qingyao replied to me: 【Yes. 】

Meng Qingyao: [little follower. 】

Row.

My hanging heart fell.

This seems to be fine too.

At least let Meng Qingyao get used to my existence first, so that if I don't show up occasionally, she will miss me, maybe the relationship will deteriorate?

Habits are one of the scariest things in the world.

And what makes me a little speechless is that I am used to the days when Meng Qingyao stays with me. These days, I am alone with her, but now she is not there. It is only me, Fang Suyue and Jiajia in the store. I actually have some discomfort.

Because it was the weekend, the traffic in the afternoon was higher than usual. Meng Qingyao's suitors also came two or three times, and they all returned disappointed when they didn't see her there.

Jiajia is lying on the table and writing her summer homework. She is very self-disciplined and must finish her homework before playing Glory of Kings on her mother's mobile phone.

"Sister Chi." Jiajia blinked her grape-like eyes, "Are you a little bored?"

I smiled: "A little bit."

Fang Suyue slept on the recliner inside, and Jiajia and I sat outside. Since I didn't want to wake up the boss, my voice to Jiajia was relatively low.

"Then do you want to play?" Jiajia put down her pen, "I finished writing, I will accompany you."

I shook my head: "It seems not."

I don't play King of Kings, and I don't play Chicken Eater. Games are not attractive to me. Of course, they are only limited to online. If it is a party or something, I still play finger-guessing and dice very vigorously, and the skills Not bad with luck.

Jiajia leaned her elbows on the table, and rested her face on her palm, and asked me again: "Sister Chi, how much did you score in the high school entrance examination?"

Meng Qingyao said that she finished her senior high school entrance examination this year and only applied for school a few days ago. When the school starts in September, she may come to the city to study high school. After all, the teaching resources in the county are limited, so some old famous schools in the city are better.

"Let me think about it..." I recalled, "I don't know how much your total score is now. We had a total score of [-] at the time. I got about [-] in the exam, and finally went to Yuncheng No. [-] Middle School."

"We now have a total score of [-]." Jiajia sighed, "but I only got [-]."

"It's amazing, has the school been chosen?"

"It's also a No. [-] middle school."

I rolled my eyes: "Isn't that my junior girl?"

Jiajia also laughed, and she pointed to the upstairs: "I'll put down the book, little sister Chi."

"Go."

I looked at my phone and clicked on WeChat.

I don't know how many times I opened the chat dialog with Meng Qingyao.

The message record is still on the "little follower" she mentioned last night, and I have no objection to this.

I am Meng Qingyao's little follower! ! !Don't anyone stop me! ! !

Ok.

No one stopped me at all.

After a while, I remembered the community charity clip we went to last week. At that time, the person in charge said that we would post the photos to the WeChat official account. I searched the community’s official account again, and as expected, I saw the tweets posted last week. .

The name is: [Happiness starts from the "head", and our district launched a charity cutting activity. 】

Starting from the "head", there is nothing wrong with it, but I couldn't help raising the corners of my lips.

Click on the tweet, first there are some explanations about Yijian, and then there are pictures of the shooting scene. I, Meng Qingyao, Xiao Cai and Xiaoli are all there, and at the end is the group photo we took at that time. I am standing in Meng Gently shake the side.

Looking at it this way, my smile is really stiff.

And Meng Qingyao is good-looking and natural, I saved all the photos about her without even thinking about it.

In addition to the group photo, there are also two solo photos of her.

One looks more serious, probably because he was holding a pair of scissors to cut the hair around the old man's ears, so he had to be serious.

The other one was much warmer, I forgot what happened at that time, she was amused, and her eyes were bent into the shape of crescent moon again.

I have to say that although the place is old and dilapidated and looks like it has no money, the photographer's SLR is still very expensive, otherwise, he would not be able to take such high-definition photos, and even a little repair can be used as a wallpaper.

Thinking of this, I decisively opened the photo editing software.

But after fixing the picture, I gave up the idea of ​​using it as a wallpaper.

It's not appropriate, it's kind of weird.

I looked at the photo and let out a breath. Just as I was about to turn off the phone, I heard Jiajia's voice next to my ear: "Eh? It's Sister Qingyao."

I:"……"

Oops, kinda obsessed.

Jiajia has already put away the book and is sitting next to me. I believe she didn't mean to read it, but now I click on the picture, and the entire phone screen is full of Meng Qingyao, so it's difficult not to be seen.

"It's her." I nodded.

But what's the matter with a strange feeling in my heart?

Jiajia rolled her eyes: "I saw you on Sister Qingyao's mobile phone." She said, "I played King of the Rings on her mobile phone last night, and I accidentally clicked on the photo album and saw it. This is also the scene. Cut your hair."

what?

Ahhh?

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