Chen Hansheng said it would take two days to set up the milk tea shop. As a result, he really set up the milk tea shop in two days. Hu Linyu thought he wanted to go to training and study. As a result, Chen Hansheng didn't consider this problem directly.

He entrusted Hu Linyu with the task of supervision. He took Xiao Rongyu and Wang Zibo back to the port city during his weekend, which was originally agreed.

Of course, the weekend is for those two people. Chen Hansheng has a holiday every day, and the teachers basically give him up. At the end of the term, class 2 of public management defaults to + 1 make-up students.

The three made an appointment to get on the bus at the gate of their respective schools, but Chen Hansheng deliberately detoured a little and went to pick up Wang Zibo first.

"I thought you would pick up the little fish. After all, Dongda is more convenient."

Wang Zibo said in surprise.

"Pick up the little fish first. If she plays with her temper and sits in the back row, it would be too bad for you to sit in the co pilot, because you were originally a gift."

Chen Hansheng looked at Wang Zibo and said.

The boy lost a little weight, probably because of the blow of lovelorn.

"Cut."

Wang Zibo said nothing and consciously opened the back seat.

When I came to pick up fish at the east gate, I saw her standing in a small bag at the door of the Wutong tree.

The tall figure is very easy to identify. The upper body is wearing a light pink long sleeved sweater, the lower body is wearing a straight jeans, and the feet are stepping on white flat shoes.

The little fish is still used to wearing a ponytail, showing a smooth forehead, a delicate melon face with a little light makeup, and a frown has unlimited youth and vitality in addition to beauty.

Jianye was a little chilly in the morning in early autumn. She shrank most of her palms in her sleeves and revealed only a few fingers. She stretched out her head from time to time to take a look at the vehicles on the road. If it wasn't Chen Hansheng's car, she continued to wait on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to pull the hair at the temples behind her ears from time to time.

The boys in and out of Dongda subconsciously slowed down. Some even stopped and pretended to take out a PHS to make a phone call, taking the opportunity to quietly approach and take a few more eyes.

In fact, the little fish is too familiar with these tricks. After all, they are all left over from someone's original play.

Finally, when Chen Hansheng's car, the little fish waved with a smile, and the pear vortex hung on both sides of his cheek.

"Good morning, Zibo."

After getting on the bus, little fish said hello to Wang Zibo, then looked at Chen Hansheng, and finally asked, "have you eaten breakfast?"

"I ate it."

Chen Hansheng just turned around with the steering wheel.

The little fish didn't speak and put ShaQima and milk back in the bag.

But Wang Zibo was very dissatisfied at the back: "I didn't eat it. You can't just say 'good morning' to me, little fish, but you're going to leave breakfast to Xiao Chen."

"Sorry."

The little fish spit out her tongue naughtily. She only remembered that Chen Hansheng didn't like breakfast very much, so she prepared one, but she couldn't remember Wang Zibo.

Wang Zibo was not polite either. He brought ShaQima and milk directly, took out a book and read it while eating.

Chen Hansheng took a look through the rearview mirror: "what do you mean, Zibo, is it beginning to float? I don't want to chat with us, but I have to read to pass the time?"

"What's the point of talking to you?"

Wang Zibo raised his book a little higher: "see" solve 50% of the problems in your life ". Can chatting with you solve 50% of the problems in my life?"

"No."

Chen Hansheng honestly admitted.

"That's it."

Wang Zibo snorted coldly, "then shut up!"

Little fish was a little strange. When did Chen Hansheng "bully" so well? Unexpectedly, he immediately said, "if I were you to buy two copies directly, my life would be 100% OK."

The little fish pursed his mouth and smiled. It was still a familiar taste.

"Fuck."

Wang Zibo was also satirized and felt very unhappy. He decided to go home and see it again. At that time, he appeared in front of Chen Hansheng with a new attitude.

When I was young, when I met emotional or academic problems, I always thought that buying a spiritual chicken soup or counseling book could solve all the problems. However, it is a pity that not only the book was not finished, but also the problems still exist in the end.

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When returning to the port city from Dongda, you should first turn from Xueheng road to Xuanwu Avenue, and then pass through dongyangfang interchange to Jiangang expressway.

After taking a ride from Jianye city to the expressway, it was almost more than 10 a.m. and the sun gradually warmed up. Jay Chou's sunny day was quietly played in the carriage.

"Sunny day" comes from the album "Ye Huimei" just released this year. There are several classic songs that can't get tired of listening, such as "Dongfeng break", "sunny day", "class two in three years" and so on.

Wang Zibo and Xiao Rongyu seriously discussed which songs in this album are the best and which songs are not good. Chen Hansheng felt very interesting and thought that some songs are not good at first, but they will be more and more interesting in the future, such as sunny day.

The little yellow flower of the story;

Floating from the year of birth;

Childhood swing;

With the memory has been shaking until now;

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Many years later, on his Land Rover, Chen Hansheng often played the song sunny day with faint memories and sadness.

"Xiao Chen, you think that song is the best."

Neither Wang Zibo nor Xiao Rongyu disagreed, so they turned to Chen Hansheng for evaluation.

"I think the capital is good."

Chen Hansheng glanced at Xiao Rongyu: "I'm worried about something else now."

"What's up?"

Wang Zibo asked curiously.

"The sun is a little too dazzling today. I'm worried about tanning the little fish."

Chen Hansheng took off his sunglasses and said, "take this with you."

Xiao Rongyu refused: "if you want to drive, you'd better take it with you."

Watching them refuse each other there, Wang Zibo slapped himself in the face. Why the fuck should I interface? I was forced to feed half a bag of dog food.

When passing Hongze service area, little fish continued to listen to songs in the car. Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo got off to smoke.

Wang Zibo stretched out his hand and felt it: "the sun is not very dry today. The autumn wind is still cool. How can you say that you are worried about being tanned."

"Oh, I pretended to force."

Chen Hansheng directly admitted: "I just want to show my concern for the little fish. It's called making difficulties without difficulties. I'll buy her some snacks and drinks now. What do you want to eat?"

"No, thanks."

Wang Zibo said in a daze, thinking that if I had this face, Huang Hui might have caught up with me.

The car starts again. The little fish eats the snacks bought by Chen Hansheng, listens to the sweet melody, tells the story of the campus, takes off his shoes at Chen Hansheng's suggestion, and leans freely on the backrest.

The sky in autumn is too clear. The sun does not shed dust on the car surface. Outside the window is a piece of bare wasteland. From time to time, faster vehicles "shout" across little Xiali.

Xiao Rongyu looked at Chen Hansheng's habitual rise in the corners of his mouth and quarreled with Wang Zibo from time to time. She felt that the time suddenly slowed down and seemed to return to the third year of senior high school again. She was also extremely satisfied.

The two occasionally looked at each other. Chen Hansheng understood the meaning of Xiao Rongyu's sweet smile and thought that the relationship had finally recovered.

Wang Zibo saw it behind his back and suddenly wanted to understand a truth. What is slag man?

Except that he can't come up with complete feelings, slag man can basically meet and even prepare in advance as long as girls can think of.

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