Although Chen Zhu didn't know why Changhua was so angry, maybe he was wronged at the class reunion.
But it didn't matter, he still agreed.
Maybe it won’t even take as long as a year and a half.
During the rest of the following summer vacation, Chen Zhu did not practice driving anymore, so he had no idea that his junior high school classmate Bian Xiaoliu went to driving school almost every day.
She planned to catch Chen Zhu and ask him why he deceived himself and deliberately pretended to be a second-level college student?
In fact, it is more to cover up the unreasonable feeling of loss in my heart, and even a little bit of regret.
I once had a junior high school classmate who scored 652 in the college entrance examination and was admitted to Zhongdalingyuan. I learned to drive with me for so many days, but I didn't notice it at all.
I didn't know the truth until he stopped coming.
"We can only wait until school starts..."
When Bian Xiaoliu heard Coach Hei say that Chen Zhu had finished his driving course, he gave up with a sense of loss.
But she was still a little dissatisfied.
Listening to Wang Changhua's tone at the party that day, Chen Zhuo's rumored girlfriend seemed very beautiful, and I really wanted to meet her!
Chen Zhu attended a teacher-appreciation banquet in early August. In fact, classmates from his class who were admitted to their ideal colleges and a few teachers had a meal together.
Of course, he and Song Shiwei were arranged to sit together again, and they accepted teasing and blessings from others from time to time.
In mid-August, I went to my grandparents' house. Chen Chu's grandparents passed away early and he didn't have many memories of getting along. He and his grandparents had a good relationship and they came here to stay for a few days every winter and summer vacation.
My grandparents lived in Heyuan, which is a small 18th-tier city with beautiful mountains and clear waters. The pace of life is very slow. Next to it is Wanlv Lake, a national first-class drinking water source.
My grandpa’s house was right next to Wanlv Lake. Every evening, when the air slowly faded away from the heat of the day, Chen Chu would walk out of the small yard for a walk.
The nearby water and grass are dense, the reeds are swaying in the wind, and the sunset is like a gentle arrowhead, shooting towards the vast expanse of water and sky...
Sometimes Chen Zhu also sends messages with friends, or checks into the QQ group of Class 11, Senior High School.
This group has just been established, and the prospective freshmen are very excited. There are countless messages in the group every day.
Of course, the one who talked the most was Yu Xian.
She just sent herself another message "What is Director Chen doing?"
Chen Zhu said, "I'm looking at the scenery," and took a photo of Wanlv Lake, complaining about the pixelated Haier phone, and then sent it to her via MMS.
At this time, there is no WeChat, and QQ cannot send photos. Photos can only be transmitted through the operator's "MMS service".
It’s so expensive, a multimedia message costs a fucking dollar.
After Yu Xian received Chen Zhu's message, he was still a little depressed.
"What's wrong?"
Wu Yu raised her head from the drawing board, her face a little sleepy: "Is Chen Zhu still in Heyuan?"
Yu Xian told his best friends about Chen Zhu eight hundred times a day, and Wu Yu almost knew Chen Zhu's daily routine.
"Yes~"
Yu Xian also moved his sore wrist: "He said it would take two days before he comes back."
"That's not right, then let's use this time to practice copying again."
Wu Yu was a little disapproving, but it wasn't like she couldn't see him. Besides, you two went to university in the same city.
Although CUHK is in Haizhu and Guangmei University is in Panyu University Town, it's better than a long-distance relationship. It only takes more than half an hour to meet and take a ride.
Yu Xian didn't know how to describe this feeling of longing to his friends. After all, Wu Yu didn't like a boy yet.
Yu Xian suddenly had no intention of drawing anymore. He looked at the scraps scattered on the floor and tidied them up listlessly, then sat back in his chair and slowly scrolled through his phone.
As I turned over and over again, all the fatigue in my expression disappeared;
As I turned over and over, there was a smile between my eyebrows;
Turning it over, it seemed that even the hair on the temples was filled with the smell of happiness.
Wu Yu felt very strange and asked: "What are you looking at? It feels like you are suddenly radiant."
Yu Xian did not show any coyness and raised his phone openly: "I am looking at the chat history between Chen Zhu and I."
Wu Yu didn't understand: "It's just a bunch of words, what's so interesting about it."
"You don't understand~"
Yu Xian said happily: "When I have nothing to do, I will read it, starting from the first sentence we talked about, so I feel like Chen Zhu again."
Seeing her best friend's completely lost and unaware look, Wu Yu walked over and pinched Yu Xian's smooth cheek, and said helplessly: "Three months ago, a certain person insisted that he only liked her a little bit."
Yu Xian raised his head, letting his delicate oval face be "ravaged", and retorted with dignity: "I didn't know it at the time, but seeing Chen Zhu now is like seeing the light."
"Oh, congratulations!"
Wu Yu lowered her head and looked at Yu Xian. This was such a facial feature that even a girl thought was perfect. She lightly tapped her nose: "You have your own white moonlight, but you have also become a slave to the light."
"Goose goose..."
Yu Xian smiled and said: "Chen Zhu is not Ultraman, and I am not a little monster."
"If Chen Zhu is Ultraman, then he should be Tiga. After all, he has some handsome qualities."
Wu Yu was also joking.
Sometimes talking to friends can ease the thoughts in your heart.
But sometimes, if friendship cannot replace it, Yu Xian will send a message to Chen Zhu.
Yu Xian: Chen Zhu, I feel so tired today. It would be nice if you were by my side.
Chen Zhu saw the message and was thinking about how to reply.
Yu Xian's second message came. She might also be afraid that Chen Zhu would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained:
Yu Xian: I'm not blaming you. It's just that at that moment, I missed you more than usual.
Chen Zhu was walking by the lake, his heart felt like a sudden wave of Wanlu Lake, so he checked the date and prepared to go back a few days earlier.
Chen Zhu first speaks to Queen Mother Mao.
Mao Xiaoqin is still working in Guangzhou. When she heard that her son was going to go home tomorrow, she couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Tomorrow is only the 20th, isn't your ticket for the 24th?"
“Just change the ticket and it will be fine.”
Chen Zhu replied indifferently.
Mao Xiaoqin was quiet on the phone for a while as she knew her son, Mo Ruomu, and asked, "Is it because of some girl?"
Chen Zhu smiled: "No, because I miss my mother's cooking so much."
"Hey~, your mother is just old, not stupid."
Mao Xiaoqin was originally a little dissatisfied with Chen Zhu's early return.
Because Chen Zhu had not been close to several of her uncle's children, she wanted her son to spend more time with these cousins.
However, Chen Zhu's words made her feel that if you don't want to kiss, just don't kiss. Sometimes there is just no fate between people.
So he agreed: "Then you can buy a ticket and come back tomorrow, by the way..."
Queen Mother Mao suddenly added: "Remember to bring some tofu."
Tofu is a specialty of Heyuan. Chen Zhu thought it was Lao Chen and Queen Mother Mao who wanted to eat it, but Mao Xiaoqin said: "Yu Xian brought us Ye'er cake last time, you have to give something back to others."
It turns out that my mother knows everything.
Chen Zhu was about to flatter him when he heard Empress Dowager Mao talking to herself: "I don't know if Director Song and others like to eat Heyuan tofu. They also said that they can help supervise your stock trading account. I feel that I should."
Return the favor."
"It's almost almost..."
Chen Zhu hung up the phone with a few perfunctory words, said goodbye to his grandparents the next afternoon, and got on the train carrying a small bucket filled with ice cubes and tofu.
After more than three hours of driving, it was almost 7pm when we arrived in Guangzhou. Chen Zhu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yu Xian.
Chen Zhu: I heard that you had a cold a while ago. Have you taken any medicine?
Yu Xian: Don’t take medicine!
Chen Zhu: It’s better to take some medicine. I’m almost in Guangzhou and I’ll take you to a shop where medicinal herbs are very effective in treating colds.
Yu Xian: You are almost in Guangzhou, so happy! But Director Chen, I really don’t want to take medicine, it’s very painful~
Chen Zhu: This one is definitely not bitter, and the ingredients are very special. You put it directly into an iron pot and boil it, and it smells very fragrant.
Yu Xian: Really? What’s the name of that Chinese medicine store?
Chen's work: Sichuan and Chongqing hot pot.
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