Xia Chang

Since receiving Chen Ninglu's cold war signal, Shen Chenyang has not tried to curry favor with her. The emotions of the two bounced off after the collision, making them calm, indifferent and hurting both sides.

They still lived together, in a rented spacious apartment, and Shen Chenyang was alone on this evening when he didn't have to go to work. He was about to ask Zhang Qi about the rehearsal, and only then did he realize the fact that he was deleted as a friend.

He thought back, and couldn't even see the difference from the usual interaction. Zhang Qi's beauty was always there, and the hug that night was indelible... Shen Chenyang couldn't continue thinking. He took coffee from the kitchen to the living room, and saw the door. Chen Ninglu who entered.

She was wearing a T-shirt and casual pants, her gray-blue hair was tied behind her head, and only a few strands were gently laid down on her forehead. She had a large bag of newly bought ingredients in her hand.

Shen Chenyang put down the cup, looked at her, and tried to reach out to pick up the bag. He seemed a little nervous, so he didn't dare to look into Chen Ninglu's eyes for the next second.

"I'm exhausted, help me," Chen Ninglu is the most ordinary young girl acting coquettishly, she raised her face and said flatteringly, "It's hard to remove the heavy makeup today, it took me a long time to remove it."

One party's gentle icebreaker could not be ignored at this time, Shen Chenyang took advantage of the opportunity to ask her about going to work, and said, "Did you forget to bring sunscreen today?"

"There are over there in the studio, I use theirs."

"Thanks for your hard work."

The bag in her hand was very heavy. The moment Chen Ninglu hugged Shen Chenyang, the warmth of the outdoors was transmitted through her skin. Chen Ninglu's hair roots were wet with sweat, and her arms wrapped around Shen Chenyang's waist.

Shen Chenyang's right hand might be strangled with red marks. He lifted his left arm and stroked the back of Chen Ninglu's head. For a moment, he didn't want to ask for more. Chen Ninglu was very gentle and sincere, and she was trying her best to love him.

"Sorry, forgive me."

Chen Ninglu's nose and eye circles were flushed, she buried her face on Shen Chenyang's shoulder, and earnestly begged for forgiveness; she couldn't lose Shen Chenyang, and the short-term mental separation was already the limit.

There was a warm light in the room, and the sky darkened with the slant of the sun. Shen Chenyang leaned over in front of the kitchen stove, lightly pecked Chen Ninglu's mouth, and then, after the girl protruded her tongue lingeringly, kissed her deeply Difficult to part.

This is probably a special opportunity in love. After cooling down, I like to swell my heart like cold air, and it must be uncomfortable not to let it go.

"What kind of person do you think Archie is?" Chen Ninglu suddenly asked while bowing her head to eat the sumptuous dinner.

In fact, in Shen Chenyang's world, Zhang Qi was no longer an ordinary name. Behind Chen Ninglu, he replied: "A very methodical experientialist, he must kill himself before going on stage."

"Don't talk about this... I just want to say that her beauty is different from others, she looks lawless, and I want to be as free and easy as her."

She and Shen Chenyang sat on both sides of the dining table, talking peacefully. The unprovoked cold war is over, and what can invade a person's body is a strong sense of security.

Shen Chenyang shook his head and said, "You think too much, she is just an ordinary person."

Chen Ninglu's smile spread from the bottom of her eyes to the corners of her mouth, and the flattering greetings in her eyes were grand and lingering. She looked at Shen Chenyang, as if she had already drawn the boundary between them and everything.

She finally said softly: "I like you so much."

After the rain, the white powder walls in the corridor peeled off, like frost and snow on the ground.

"Mr. Wang, good morning."

"morning."

As soon as he went out, he met the neighbor's eldest sister who had chatted with her. Wang Zhanyan lowered his head and tidied up the floor mats kicked by his roommate before saying hello.This building is in the lower part of the back mountain, and it will always be more humid during the rainy season.

It was still hot and cloudy after the rain. Wang Zhanyan knew without thinking that the elevator was overcrowded. The third floor climbed the stairs quickly. Wang Zhanyan was wearing floor mopping pants and platform shoes, and he chose a retro-style short-sleeved one. He didn’t panic at all. Pass through the narrow stairs, go out from the main entrance of the building, and walk on a long asphalt road surrounded by green plants.

Moisture filled the nostrils. Wang Zhanyan didn't look like a teacher. He looked more youthful than a college student. He had a youthful face with edges and corners, and he walked at a leisurely pace.

At the end of the road is an unfinished building, which was closed a year ago. The gray exterior wall and steel frame are in a dark tone, and there are messy bright green weeds growing all around.

There were not too many pedestrians around, and the person who turned around suddenly was too conspicuous. He had a cold white complexion, and a head of slightly long golden hair scattered around his ears.

Q: "Can I have a contact information?"

Wang Zhanyan didn't stop, he passed the boy, guessing that he was a salesman with no business; but Wang Zhanyan turned his head and smiled, and shook his head very politely.

The boy has an Asian face with distinct features. He looks very small, and his indifferent expression is not fierce, but rather youthful and cute; he is tall and tall, not much shorter than Wang Zhanyan.

"Brother, can you give me a contact information?"

When Wang Zhanyan heard his voice for the second time, he realized that the tone in his tone was lively and well-behaved. It didn't sound like a sale, but rather a chat.

"Why?" Wang Zhanyan turned to look at him, couldn't help laughing after calming down, and asked him, "Isn't he an adult yet?"

"I."

"I don't believe it, at most 16 years old, I can see people very accurately."

The boy's pretty face was his capital, he looked indifferent and immature, Wang Zhanyan shook his head and smiled, and typed the WeChat number on the boy's phone.

The boy said, "My name is Ran Yuanchao."

"What's the matter, do you want to talk about your name? Okay, my name is Wang Zhanyan, and I'm 22 years old."

The boy rubbed perfume on his wrists, and the smell was strong when he approached. He took a step back, wearing a white shirt and trousers, and stood in a pool of weeds soaked in rain behind him.

Said to Wang Zhanyan: "Thank you."

Liu Xiaobai was still biting the first pot of egg rolls he woke up in the morning. He was carrying a schoolbag on his back, and a bag of soy milk was tossing between his hands.

The weather is not as clear and cloudy as it should be in summer, and the sun has not yet fully risen into the sky. The residual temperature of yesterday rubbed people delicately, and sweat broke out behind the brows.

He didn't want to walk into a corner of the campus with few people for no reason, but he needed to go around to find a trash can in the garden and throw away the packaging bag in his hand. He never thought that there were people deep in the path of the garden.

It's Tengxi.

The girl was blocked by two tall boys, so she could only hold the shovel of the botanical garden and showed embarrassment, but at least Teng Xi was brave. She raised her chin and said very sharply: "Get out of the way."

Liu Xiaobai was in a hurry, and the unopened soy milk and packaging bags in his hand were thrown into the trash can. Without thinking, he reached up and grabbed the shoulder of the boy on the right with his strong right hand.

"Get lost!" Liu Xiaobai still straightened his expression even after being timid, gritted his teeth and pulled the boy hard.

Teng Xi was even more panicked in an instant. She walked through the gap between the two of them, stood beside Liu Xiaobai, and said, "Let's go, Liu Xiaobai, let's go, don't worry about them."

The girl was not very timid. In the end, she raised her finger and pointed at the tip of the noses of the two boys. She opened her eyes and looked at them, clenching her teeth as if warning.

But Liu Xiaobai didn't expect that the boy in front of him was someone he knew well. After a few seconds, he put a smile on his cheek and asked him, "What are you doing, Tian Yuwen?"

Tian Yuwen was tall and strong, and when he approached, he almost buried Liu Xiaobai in the shadows; the birdsong in the garden was crisp and clear in the morning, but at the moment of confrontation, it suddenly became short and sharp.