"No... who is that old man?" Zhong Ziang came to his senses and turned to look at Yi Ci next to him.
"Ask me?" Yi Ci also looked in that direction, "How do I know? It should be an elder in her family? She looks a little old..."
"Go, go over and say hello." Zhong Ziang said, his legs had already stepped forward.
"Hey—" Yi Ci dragged him back, "Isn't this bad?"
"What's wrong? You don't want to go, I will go by myself."
Jiang Fuyue is the one he wants to chase, and it is very necessary to leave a good impression in front of the woman's elders!
He can't wait for Yi not to quit, you idiot!
…
Ming Yu was the first to notice the boy walking towards them.
Handsome, with long hands and legs, holding a basketball in his arms, his whole body is full of youthful vigor and vitality.
"Hi, I'm Jiang Fuyue's classmate," the boy stopped in front of him, his eyebrows raised, "My name is Zhong Ziang."
Ming Yu nodded slightly: "Hello."
"Hey, why don't you introduce me?" Zhong Ziang touched Jiang Fuyue's shoulder and whispered.
This is a very dependent and intimate gesture.
Jiang Fuyue said generously: "My friend."
Zhong Ziang was slightly taken aback, friend
Shouldn't it be uncle, uncle or something
They are friends? !
Jiang Fuyue is a high school student, where can he find such a friend who has a lot of experience at first sight
Zhong Ziang's thoughts changed sharply, but his face remained calm: "Are you preparing now?"
"go to eat."
"Then I..."
"This classmate," Ming Yu said suddenly, "It seems that someone is waiting for you over there."
Zhong Ziang turned his head and saw Old Zhang stretching his neck to look around beside the black Mercedes-Benz. Seeing him looking over, he immediately smiled and waved.
Jiang Fuyue: "Go back, we're leaving too."
Zhong Ziang: "..."
What else can he say
Of course, he walked away in despair.
"Then... you pay attention to safety, be careful on the road." As she spoke, she glanced at Ming Yu meaningfully.
Jiang Fuyue didn't know why.
Ming Yu shook his head and laughed.
"Mingyue."
"Um?"
"I thought you were completely different from before, but in fact, some things still remain the same."
"for example?"
Ming Yu smiled, "You..."
Sighed lightly, but there was no more text.
You are still so lovable, but you don't know how to love.
Seeing Zhong Ziang, Ming Yu seemed to see himself when he was young.
Youthful admiration, just one glance, that girl turned into a white moonlight in her heart and a cinnabar mole on her chest.
"Ah Yu, have you dyed your hair?"
The man smiled lowly: "It was discovered so quickly, it seems that the effect is not bad."
"Well, very handsome."
"Is that handsome student Zhong just now?"
"Each of you has your own style of handsomeness. You are different and cannot be compared."
"Then which one do you like?"
Jiang Fuyue thought about it, and said honestly: "It's all okay."
Ming Yu smiled.
Not angry at all, but felt that this was her.
How can a person who has an overview of the whole situation and the whole world see only one flower and one grass
The scattered flowers are gradually becoming charming, and she is sitting on the horseback, looking down—this is Lou Mingyue's pattern.
…
But Zhong Ziang went away excitedly and returned listlessly.
Yi Ci just stayed where he was and watched him complete the performance.
Although he couldn't hear what the two sides said, he could still feel Zhong Ziang's emotional changes.
"What, are you deflated?"
Zhong Ziang didn't speak.
Yi Ci took him as his acquiescence, and immediately laughed out loud: "I knew... I told you not to go, but to go, you deserve it."
"Shut up!"
"you-"
Zhong Ziang "hush": "I was thinking, where did you come up with so much nonsense? Interrupt my train of thought..."
"Just you? Still thinking?" Yi Ci twitched the corner of his mouth and cut his voice, "So did you get any results from your thinking?"
"Who the hell is that person? It seems a bit familiar... How did he and Jiang Fuyue know each other? There is such a big difference in age, you can be her father, but you say they are friends?"
Yi Ci was at a loss: "What are you mumbling about? It's weird."
"Did you see the man in the wheelchair just now?"
Yi Ci nodded: "What happened to him?"
"Jiang Fuyue said, is that her friend?"
"Friend?" Yi Ci was also a little taken aback, "You don't look young..."
"You also think it's strange?"
"... kind of."
"No, I have to ask again tomorrow. Don't be fooled by some social hooligans and scumbags."
Yi Ci didn't take it seriously: "With Jiang Fuyue's brain, she is good enough if she doesn't lie to others. Are you still afraid that someone will lie to her?"
Zhong Ziang struggled and scratched his head: "It seems to be the same..."
At this moment, Lao Zhang came over and called out, "Young Master."
With a bit of urging meaning.
"Uncle Zhang, right now, I'll talk to him a few more words."
Lao Zhang looked into the car in embarrassment.
Zhong Ziang immediately realized, "My uncle is here?!"
Lao Zhang nodded: "Yes, sir is also in the car."
Zhong Ziang immediately stopped talking about any conditions, got into the car obediently, and sat down.
Xie Dingyuan was reading the English version of the physics briefing. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't look away. He just asked, "Why is it so long?"
"When you see a classmate, go over and say hello."
Usually, the conversation between the nephew and uncle should end here.
Xie Dingyuan would not ask any more questions, at most he hummed lightly to show he knew.
Zhong Ziang would not continue talking.
But today—
Xie Dingyuan: "Male classmate or female classmate?"
"Ah?" Zhong Ziang didn't react, and answered after a while, "Female."
"Jiang Fuyue?"
"Hmm! I saw her with a man and said he was her friend. It felt weird."
"A man?" Xie Dingyuan's eyes darkened.
"That's right, Jiang Fuyue pushed him in a wheelchair, and now he's going to eat."
As soon as the words were finished, Zhong Ziang saw his old uncle put down the briefing with a slap, poked his head out of the car window, and looked around.
"Where are people here?"
Zhong Ziang: "What?"
"Where's Jiang Fuyue?"
"It was just behind, right there... Huh? No one? Maybe it's already gone."
Only then did Xie Dingyuan turn his head back, his face was a little colder than before.
"Uncle, you seem... very nervous?"
Xie Dingyuan raised his eyes, met Zhong Ziang's suspicious gaze, and he did not dodge or avoid: "Jiang Fuyue has been in my experimental group, she is still a friend anyway, if it is really like what you said, she just left with a stranger like this, It would be very dangerous."
"I reminded her and she said she knew."
Xie Dingyuan: "Yes."
Zhong Ziang: "But I think she trusts that man very much, and the two should have a good friendship. The other party's dress and manner of speaking don't look like a bad guy, so there should be no big problem."
"What's the man's name?"
Zhong Ziang thought for a long time: "Uh... forgot to ask."
Xie Dingyuan: "...Lao Zhang, drive."
"Yes, sir!"
…
Jiang Fuyue took Ming Yu and Zhong Hao into Jiang Ji's private kitchen through the back door, and went to the private room under Cao Dou's greeting.
Soon, the dishes will be served.
Zhong Hao thought that the meal at noon was already the peak of taste enjoyment, but he didn't expect the dinner to be even better and more delicious!
How delicious is it
He almost swallowed his tongue together!
The two sentences he said the most during the whole process were—
"I haven't eaten this! I haven't eaten this either!"
"It's delicious!"
Even Ming Yu ate an extra bowl of rice.
After eating, Jiang Da, who was already busy, came in to say hello.
"Hi, I'm Jiang Fuyue's father."
"Hi, my name is Mingyu."
He subconsciously used the honorific title.
Jiang Da panicked immediately: "Don't... we look about the same age, there's no need to be so polite."
Mingyu: "..."
Got stabbed again.
"Where do you live?" Jiang Fuyue asked when leaving.
Zhong Hao reported the name of the hotel.
"Not far, just nearby, walk over?"
Ming Yu nodded immediately: "Okay."
Just like that, Jiang Fuyue pushed the wheelchair and chatted with him while walking under the colorful street lights.
Zhong Hao tactfully lagged behind, leaving space for the two to speak.
Mingyu: "Yueyue, don't push it. I am electric. You can use the handle to control the direction and drive forward."
Jiang Fuyue chuckled: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"
"You know it clearly, but you still pretend you don't understand. I saw that you wanted to push it, so I didn't expose it, okay? Why, you want the villain to sue first?"
"You are the villain!"
In exchange, the man laughed lowly.
The laughter dissipated in the wind, and soon swayed away, unheard.
"Yueyue, how are you doing now?"
Jiang Fuyue let go of his hand, let him operate the wheelchair by himself, walked to the position beside him, looked straight ahead: "It's good."
"Compared to before?"
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One or two more, three thousand words.
There is more at half past twelve.