Author: Watermelon is a fruit

Fu Pengtuan grew up drinking milk. At over 1.8 meters tall, he was already one out of ten among the boys in the school. In addition, he was handsome, had a good family background, and was born and raised in a pearl.

Although he is not as good as the proud students in the school who have extraordinary backgrounds and come from either rich or noble families, he can still be regarded as one of the top-level middle-class students.

But for Shancai, who was among the "students with extraordinary backgrounds in the school," it was an intersection that he could not even imagine in his heart.

From then on, Fu Pengtuan began to pay attention to Shancai, a woman with "the friendship of the older generation". The more he paid attention to her, the more he couldn't restrain his love, so he started to show his love crazily.

In fact, none of the students in the school thought that Fu Pengtuan had any chance.

It's just that they are all college students from first-class universities. No matter what they think in their hearts, no one will ridicule and hit him to wake him up.

This can't help but make Fu Pengtuan become more and more frustrated, chasing after him like a toad or a brown candy.

Shan Cai was bored. Zhao Changan called her that day and didn't know what was going on. She, who was usually very reserved, faced Zhao Changan's text message and asked: "What do you want to eat? What do you want? I'm still some distance away.

Buy it for you."

At that time, Shancai's head was hot. Hearing the poems that the literature professor was reciting impassionedly, he quickly sent a message without thinking: "If you don't think it's troublesome, just buy me a bouquet of roses."

Bigger and more expensive.”

After the message was sent, Shan Cai actually broke out in a fragrant sweat. Only then did she realize that she was confused by Fu Peng's anger. How could he send this message to Zhao Changan?

You need to know the unclear information about him and Liu Cui, Zeng Xiaoxiao, Xia Wenzhuo, Jing Xiu, but everyone knows that he is crazy to get involved and join the battle group.

But now that the text messages have been sent, I can't send him another text message explaining that the person next to me grabbed the phone and sent it for fun!

Of course, Shancai can also send another text message, saying that I just want to put a big bouquet of roses in the bedroom to look good and refresh my mind. Don’t get me wrong.

However, with Shancai's pride, she was unwilling to explain, and she couldn't explain why.

It's as exciting and novel as a kid who usually obeys the rules and suddenly steals a piece of White Rabbit toffee in the supermarket.

So she felt complicated and chose to gather her emotions and continue to listen carefully to the professor's high-spirited recitation: "——I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh, and like a heroic torch. We share the cold wave, wind and thunder,

Thunderbolt; we share the mist, the mist, the mist, and the rainbow. It seems like we are separated forever, but we are still dependent on each other for life.——"

——

Zhao Changan stopped the verbal dispute between Shan Caixiang and Fu Pengtuan, a fool who felt good about himself in school relying on his parents' salary - and of course there might be other ways to make money.

Young man, if you argue with him, you will lower your status.

To put it more seriously, even his father Fu Yanlin was far from qualified to show off in front of him.

So Shan Cai, who understood, didn't say anything. Instead, Shan Qiang, who was smiling and saying nothing, said to Zhao Chang'an: "Go and pour tea for Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu. I've prepared all the dishes to be fried. You and Xiao

Let’s do it.”

Then he smiled and said to Fu Yanlin and Qi Shuang: "Some time ago, Chang'an sent flowers to Xiaocai's school, which made everyone famous. One of them was a rose made of pure gold inlaid with diamonds and rubies. This child insisted on sending flowers to Xiaocai's school.

The Baodao female shopkeeper took away the treasure of her shop and gave it to Xiaocai. Xiao Lan, please take that flower and let Brother Fu and sister-in-law see it, it’s so beautiful."

Then asked Zhao Changan: "How much did you spend?"

"It didn't cost much, and she's an acquaintance, so I transferred her one hundred and eighty-eight thousand, eight hundred and eighty-eight. That's the number that's enough."

Zhao Changan transferred 200,000 to Zhang Lingling, but on this occasion, he had to follow Shan Qiang's pace step by step.

Sure enough, after hearing this sensitive number, Fu Yanlin and Qi Shuang's faces stiffened.

And Fu Pengtuan looked at Shan Cai, whose face was pink and still speechless (in fact, he was surprised), and looked at Zhao Changan, and immediately found a crack in the ground to get in shyly.

Shan Cai glanced at Zhao Changan in surprise, then lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

——

In the kitchen.

"Is this really this number?"

Shan Cai asked Zhao Changan a little disbelievingly.

"Should I call Zhang Lingling now to confirm?"

Zhao Changan answered with a smile while cooking over high heat.

"You're really boring!"

Shan Cai said a little unhappy: "It's as much as it is. It's okay if you give more, but if you give less, it's boring?"

"A person's life is only a few decades, and in this less than a hundred years, the best period is now. Don't always be so realistic in calculating gains and losses, and take advantage of losses.

I am a very greedy person and always want to possess too many beautiful things. At dawn, the garden is full of pink flowers covered with dewdrops, the sunset in the west of the mountains is stained with clouds, and the stars are reflected in the rivers, seas and sky.

I feel the preciousness and beauty of life, and I don’t want these extremely delicate beauties to slip away from my fingertips.”

Zhao Changan suddenly felt a delicate figure hugging his tiger body tightly from behind. He suddenly jumped up. Just when he was about to speak or get out of Shan Cai's arms, he heard Dan Cai whisper in his ear: "Don't talk.

Be silent!"

So he just wanted to continue cooking over high heat without knowing anything or feeling anything.

Instead of just moving his arms and shaking his body, he now just moved his arms and wrists, and his body was as solid as a statue.

He felt a small pretty face pressed against his back again, and a pair of small hands still hugged his waist tightly. Zhao Changan knew that Shancai was developing well before, but now it seems that his vision is indeed very good.

allow.

But to be honest, he really didn't understand Shan Cai's mood at this time. Zhao Changan had never felt that she had a crush on him.

But it doesn't mean that. A girl with such self-respect and self-love, why would she hug her so actively?

For a moment, Zhao Changan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Zhao Changan cooked several dishes in a row. Fortunately, he had long hands and the dishes Shan Qiang had put together in advance were all nearby, so they would not affect Shan Cai's hug.

Then there was a feeling of emptiness in the body, and it turned out that Dancai let go of his hand.

Shan Cai put two plates of fried vegetables on the tray and walked towards the restaurant outside.

When I walked to the door, I hesitated a little.

He said in a voice that Zhao Changan could hear clearly: "I just think the scenery you described is beautiful. No matter how beautiful the dewdrops on the pink flowers are in the early morning, they will be evaporated by the rising sun, and the west of the mountains will be stained with blood.

After the clouds, the earth fell into darkness, and the starry sky reflected in the great rivers, seas, and skies was bright. However, on one side was an illusory reflection like a mirror, flowers, and water, and on the other side was a distant distance measured in light years.

Is it tragedy that creates beauty, or beauty creates tragedy, so I want to lend my back to you to feel some fulfillment of possession and gain, and gain beauty by grasping tragedy. Maybe this is the meaning of life, there has never been any real meaning.

There is only eternity in the world that can only be possessed temporarily in the true sense.”

Shan Cai walked out of the kitchen, but Zhao Changan looked confused. -'She said so much, what did she mean?'

At this time, Zhao Changan was surprised to discover that Shan Cai turned out to be an artistic young man!
Chapter completed!