When Xiao Han's back fell into his arms, Li Heng subconsciously reached out to support her waist.
When the right hand is touched, you can keenly feel her body turning from soft to stiff.
Li Heng thought for a moment, so he simply changed to hug her, and half hugged her thin willow waist as the momentum of the car swaying.
In just a moment, her whole body was trembling and violently, but in the end she still compromised with a little bitterness and a little sweetness.
Xiao Han comforted himself, just treating him as giving him face, so many acquaintances watched.
Besides, he worked hard for so long, and I was also very proud, and he even said that I was his wife who had not passed away. Then, let's just make it difficult to confirm it.
She had a gloomy face on the surface, but she was a little happy inside.
I don't know why this is happening?
I just thought that my heart was beating too fast, and the little fingers that the hooked from heaven made her unable to calm the feeling of being ready to move no matter how she thought.
Xiao Han always felt that he had made changes in front of him day and night, and was defeated.
If it were ancient times, if he was the queen who was above the top, he would definitely be the source of his tyrant to become a tyrant. It was still the irreversible kind.
"Are you angry?"
Seeing that her eyes were still on the outside, even a stray dog ​​outside was more attractive than her, Li Heng asked.
Xiao Han really wanted to say: I was sulking yesterday. I really wanted to beat you into a pig's head and Song Yu into a dog's head.
But she didn't have the courage to say that because she was the weaker party. Whoever loves deeper and cares more about this ambiguous and fragile relationship can only be dumb and cannot say what the suffering is.
Seeing him staring at him steadily, Xiao Han said pitifully: "Heart is broken and he is fighting back one by one. Please tell me Song Yu and say I have given up."
Hearing this, Li Heng sighed: "It's right and wrong, and it's not sincere."
"Where is it?" Xiao Han said, his blush became a little more gorgeous, and he turned his head and looked at him.
At this critical moment, she had to overcome her timidity, be braver in the more frustrated, and deal with it freely, so that he could not see any embarrassment.
Anyway, she has such a useful mask.
Looking at each other, Li Heng said seriously: "Sorry, the head teacher said last night that he invited us to have a meal and drink, and we all went there and didn't come to find you.
This morning I bought a cigarette for the head teacher, and he wanted to give us a gift enthusiastically and invite us to a bowl of beef noodles."
Sometimes when two people fight wits and courage, they actually need an attitude, an explanation, or an apology.
When he felt the opportunity was right, Li Heng decisively spoke softly.
Hearing this, I remembered that I did see Wang Qi, the head teacher of Class 204, drunk last night, and this morning I saw the other party paying for the payment. Suddenly, when I met these deep and heartbreaking eyes, Xiao Han felt a little embarrassed.
"is that so?"
"Um."
“Is the powder delicious?”
“The taste is OK.”
"Then you will be fined to treat me to a bowl of noodles today."
"good."
Hearing that the long-lost "you" was back, Li Heng's heart finally let go.
The car continued to pass through the low hills and fields. Xiao Han, after he was pleased with him, finally took over the ice cream and stuttered.
Seeing the two reconciliation, Yang Yingwen in the front row sarcastically said, "Xiao Han, you spoil him too much. If I were you, I wouldn't pay attention to him for less than a year or two."
Xiao Han was so amused and cried that he thought it would take less than a year or two, and if he ignored it for two months, he would be snatched away by other vixen.
It’s not that she doesn’t know anything, but now she is alone and has a stronger situation than others, so she has to show weakness and compromise appropriately.
Xiao Feng, who has never liked to get involved in other people's affairs, suddenly asked a difficult question.
She asked Li Heng, "When I was in junior high school, Xiao Han was so beautiful and had good grades. Why didn't you be with her?"
This is something she has always been suspicious. Although Chen Zijin is very beautiful, it depends on who she is not?
As a woman, Xiao Feng is often conquered by Xiao Han's beauty. Whenever she sees this clear and flawless face, she often feels a little happy.
Li Heng didn't want to answer this question, but he accepted the cunning look like a deer beside him, so he had to bite the bullet and say:
"I can't afford to lose that face. There were so many brothers fighting with me at that time. I want face. How could I be with a girl who has beaten me twice?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Han glanced over his gaze.
However, Yang Yingwen and Xiao Fengle spoke out.
After successfully breaking the ice, the group was in great interest and got together to chat.
Talk about the college entrance examination experience, talk about the university you are about to yearn for, talk about life, and talk about how to spend two months in summer vacation...
It's just a little bit disgusting. Yang Cheng is so fucking slutty and always talks about Tsinghua and Peking University.
Look, the middle bus has not arrived yet, and everyone on the bus knows that there are several Tsinghua and Peking University out of this year among the six people in this group.
Wow! What a guy!
That is Tsinghua University and Peking University, the highest institution of learning in China! It’s amazing!
I got everyone to come and chat with you, calling me a blessing.
The three people who met the most were Yang Yingwen, Xiao Feng and Li Heng, who filled out the first choice of Peking University.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Heng, who was a little motion sick, simply did it all the time, found a gap, tilted his head, fell on Xiao Han's shoulder, and slowly fell asleep.
Since Li Heng didn't close his eyes much last night, he slept very sweetly along the way.
When I opened my eyes again, the car had passed Yangguao unknowingly, and the next stop was the terminus town of Zhanqian.
Li Heng was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he was shocked. It was soft and there was a mountain in front of him.
The sunset shone in through the window, dyeing Xiao Han's shyness into gold. She lowered her head and blinked, and smiled bitterly and asked four questions in a row:
"Mr. Li, did you dream just now?"
"What did you dream about?"
"Why do you still call my name when you fall asleep?"
"Do you have a crush on me?"
Li Heng was confused. He just dreamed that he shouted out all his dreams? That would be a social death?
He subconsciously replied: "No."
"oh"
Xiao Han raised his tail and said in a low voice: "Then why are your head still pressing on my heart? Why don't you pick up your schoolbag and get off the bus? Do you want everyone in the car to see you lustful?"
Only then did Li Heng react and sat up straight.
Seeing that he was still confused and silly and cute, Xiao Han turned his head to the side, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a sweet smile.
"Brake!", Qianzhen Old Station, as the driver stepped on the brakes, the middle bus finally stopped.
Li Heng asked her: "Xiao Han, your mother is here, are you still eating noodles with me?"
Seeing his dear mother coming from the post office, a fire ignited in Xiao Han's heart.
She turned around and said softly, "No, we will go to the gate of No. 1 Middle School to eat at your morning shop and eat the original beef noodles."
Li Heng's face twitched and couldn't help but mutter: "I'm so jealous, and I'm so strong in taking revenge."
Xiao Han smiled sweetly, not daring to look at his eyes, so he got up and picked up his schoolbag and got out of the car.
Wei Shiman came to them and began to greet him enthusiastically: "Ying Wen, Xiao Feng, it's getting late today. Why don't you go to our house tonight to rest and leave? Anyway, you're over the college entrance examination, don't hurry up."
This is not the first time I spent the night at the Xiao family. After Xiao Han and his daughter's persuasion, Yang Yingwen and Xiao Feng stayed.
Only then did Wei Shiman turn his head and look at Li Heng, Yang Cheng and Zhang Zhiyong:
"I cooked my meal at home. Why should the three classmates eat together and go back?"
Li Heng and the other two knew that this was just a polite word. Whoever took it seriously would be stupid. He was so kind that he took his schoolbag and left.
When the three of them walked away, Wei Shiman asked about the college entrance examination situation of the group. When he learned that Li Heng had filled in Peking University for the first choice, he was very surprised.
When he returned home, Wei Shiman arranged food while casually talking to the three girls: "There is a rumor in the town recently.
Li Heng, who said he came back with you, has become a great writer. You have been studying together for many years, knowing the roots and bottom of the story. Have you heard of it?"
Xiao Han, Yang Yingwen and Xiao Feng looked at each other for a while and didn't say anything.
Seeing this, Wei Shiman stopped scooping soup and asked, "Is it true?"
Seeing that Xiao Han took his mother's spoon and continued to serve the soup, Yang Yingwen nodded and said, "Auntie, it's true, we knew it last month."
Wei Shiman was stunned and glanced at her daughter, and finally her eyes stopped on Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng followed and said, "It's true."
Wei Shiman sat on the stool and asked in disbelief: "What the hell is going on? Tell me about it."
It took about 5 minutes, and Yang Yingwen told the whole story.
After listening to it, Wei Shiman's first reaction was to blame himself: the tone of calling Li Heng for dinner just now should be more sincere and should not be so perfunctory.
Then I thought: If the Chen family knew about it, they would probably have fun. I wonder if they would regret it?
After dinner, while Yang Yingwen and Xiao Feng were taking a bath, Wei Shiman said to his daughter alone:
"Don't be so proud when you meet Li Heng in the future. You are all classmates. You can say a few words appropriately."
Xiao Han held the black tea in both hands and said lightly: "Is it necessary? That's a second-married man."
Wei Shiman had a headache for her daughter's indifferent nature, "Second-married men also have spring, so don't look at others with old eyes."
Hearing this, Xiao Han slowly tilted his head and looked at his mother, and suddenly said coldly: "Then, why don't you give him your daughter?"
Wei Shiman was so angry that she left.
The old rules are that no matter how late it is, no matter how rainy it is, the three of them still enter Qian Yue into the noodle restaurant without any touching thunder.
The boss’s wife is still so plump and so itchy, “What are you eating for three?”
Li Heng shouted: "Three bowls of wontons, large portions! Add spicy!"
Zhang Zhiyong interrupted: "Boss, give me two servings, it's so hot!"
Yang Cheng followed up: "I've also just had two bowls of bowls, and I've starved to death after a day's car."
The boss lady asked: "Are you students? Which school do you study in?"
Yang Cheng raised his head, "Shaoshi No. 1 Middle School."
"Hey, I heard that a writer from No. 1 Middle School has earned several thousand yuan for writing a book. Who is it? Do you recognize it?" asked the boss lady.
Li Heng kicked Quexinyan and asked him to shut up.
Yang Cheng was confused: "No. 1 Middle School, writer? Why haven't we heard of it?"
"Then you must be bragging. You are not a middle school student, and you don't even know this." Someone next to you ridicule.
Yang Cheng vomited blood. He often took pride in passing the No. 1 Middle School entrance examination, so he could not tolerate any other false accusations. He was so angry that he slapped the admission ticket on the table:
"Who said I am not a No. 1 Middle School student! I just came back from the college entrance examination."
The boss's wife leaned over to look at the admission ticket, "Hey, it seems to be true, then do you know someone named Li Heng?"
Yang Cheng subconsciously asked: "I know him. He is still a handsome guy who is loved by everyone. Why don't he know him?"
The person next to him said, "I heard that the writer is called Li Heng."
"Did you make a mistake? Li Heng I know is only 18 years old."
"The rumor is 18 years old."
"The Li Heng I know is from Shangwan Village."
"A coincidence, the rumor is from Shangwan Village."
Hearing this, Yang Cheng was stunned for 20 seconds, then turned his head suddenly and stared at Li Heng with a ghost-like look.
Yes, there is one, there is two.
In less than three seconds, all the diners in the store realized something and looked at Li Heng.
Li Heng was speechless and quietly kicked Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng was in pain and immediately came back to his senses and said, "Zou Aiming, Li Heng is from your village. Is he really a writer?"
Hearing this, everyone was disappointed and went back to continue eating the flour noodle dumpling wonton.
Li Heng shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, but I'll know when I go back and ask the villagers."
The identity was almost exposed, and the three of them accelerated their eating progress. The three of them ate 5 bowls of wontons and finished it in less than 10 minutes.
When I was about to check out, the boss lady looked at Li Heng and said, "No need to give you money, I'll treat you today.
Welcome to come again next time. My daughter is about to come back from a holiday at Huda University. She used to graduate from No. 1 Middle School. You are alumni or peers, so you can get to know each other."
The three of them gave money several times, but the boss's wife confiscated it.
After walking out of the noodle restaurant, Yang Cheng touched his head, "Oh, why do I feel something is wrong? Could it be that the boss lady is interested in me? She wants to introduce her daughter to me?"
Zhang Zhiyong looked contemptuous: "You are the only one? They are short and fat?"
Yang Cheng patted his big belly: "You don't understand this. Look at how many fat people are there these days?
What does this prove?
Prove that my family is in good condition and prove that I am lucky. Maybe they like my number and feel safe."
Zhang Zhiyong reached out and grabbed his ears, "Mom! You are so shameless, you are thicker than me."
Yang Cheng avoided and approached Li Heng and asked, "Li Heng, are you really a writer?"
Li Heng asked with a smile: "What do you think? Does it look like it?"
Yang Cheng kept shook his head: "No, if you were a writer, I would drink the water from the river."
It was too late and Xiao Feng didn't go home. Yang Cheng was afraid alone, so he was careless and invited him to spend the night at home, indicating that he would take him back tomorrow.
Along the way, Yang Cheng looked at Li Heng and then at the river, and suddenly became taciturn.
Halfway through the way, Zhang Zhiyong turned around and complained to Yang Cheng at the end: "Cao! Are you stupid? Or what's wrong? Why did you become a mute today?"
Yang Cheng said with a sad look: "Don't bother me, I'm thinking about how to drink the water from the river."
Li Heng was amused: "If you don't want to drink, don't drink it."
Yang Cheng looked depressed: "Then I feel even more uncomfortable. You have become a great writer secretly. I will not be able to brag in front of you in the future."
He slapped his feet, "Oh! What a big deal, blow your own fur, blow my brother, I usually blow him."
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