It was unexpected for Chen Zhuo to meet again in this way.
He knew that the little girl was going to move, but he went to Hong Kong a while ago. A catering exchange and study, for several days, left him no time to take care of many things.
Seeing the discussion about "Second Missing of the Fairy" in the WeChat group, he knew that Xianbei had moved out.
As for where he moved, he plans to come back and ask again. As long as she is still alive, he can find her.
The previous "goodbye" was nothing but the self-confidence of straight men.
But, life is like that, prefer surprises.
Every Thursday, Chen Zhuo would go to the fencing club.
He doesn't have many hobbies, and the epee counts as one.
Chen Zhuo has practiced for many years and is well-known in the club. Almost none of the students who fought against him have beaten him.
The one who can compete with him is the mascot of the club (named by himself), Jiang proud.
The boy was more than ten years younger than him and came from a wealthy family. He was brought by his parents when he was a freshman in high school and said he wanted to learn fencing.
At that time, he was 186 tall and had long hands and feet, so the coach recommended the epee.
The new-born calf is not afraid of tigers, and Jiang proudly has some fur, so he can ask Chen Zhuo to fight and learn from each other when he has nothing to do.
At the beginning, he was naturally abused by Chen Yuanlao and couldn't stand upright, and was laughed at by the students of the same period.
But he has made rapid progress, especially in the past two years, Chen Zhuo has become more and more aware that his wrist flexibility and reaction speed are indeed inferior to those of young people.
One move and one style, after the hearty, the two took off their masks and sat on the side bench to rest.
Jiang proudly twisted the bottle of water and handed it to him, panting and asking, "Have you talked to someone?"
Chen Zhuo snorted: "No."
Jiang proudly was surprised: "Not yet? That is to say... "
He rolled his eyes, as if he was making some crazy idea: "You still live alone? Is it too empty for you to live alone on the 170-square-meter area on the second floor of your store?"
Chen Zhuo said calmly: "Why, you want to move in with me?"
Jiang proudly waved his hand: "Hey hey hey, don't think too much, I'm very straight. Now I live with my girlfriend, don't mention how cool it is, my parents think I live on campus, haha."
He scratched his head: "Actually, it was a friend of my girlfriend who was in a hurry to rent a house."
Chen Zhuo: "I don't rent."
Jiang proud: "I know you don't rent, so I will ask, mainly her friend, who is a little special, she is a cartoonist I like very much, and then, my girlfriend is actually her editor, and I was only last week. I know, are you saying it's a coincidence?"
The boy rubbed his sweat-drenched bangs: "I always thought it was a male painter, but I didn't expect it to be a girl, and she was very shy... Tsk, it's not shy, I don't know how to say it, it's just that it's very difficult to talk to her. I want to die. With this character, it is very difficult to find a room. As a result, my girlfriend was afraid that she would not have a good life. The standard for finding a room was extremely high. Girls like to drink milk tea, aren't these creative people a little eccentric?"
With a name in mind, Chen Zhuo couldn't help frowning.
"Milk tea - I immediately thought of you," Jiang proudly put on a distressed look: "Apart from yours, aren't there a lot of milk tea shops near you, help me to check if there is a house, good quality and low price. If I can live with you That's the best, you are an acquaintance, a decent gentleman, we can rest assured. Although this girl doesn't like to talk, but it's good that she doesn't like to talk, and she will never disturb you in the room all day long. I'm really in a hurry. , she treats us there every day, it's not convenient for her, and it's not convenient for us either."
Eyebrows stretched. In order to confirm whether the facts are as he guessed, Chen Zhuo asked quietly, "Can you read her comics?"
Jiang proud: "You also read comics?"
"Well, look."
Jiang proudly pulled out his mobile phone, opened the Manxin APP under Yuanguangshe, and called up a popular fantasy comic book that was being serialized.
The title of the work is "Qi Xie".
And draw that column...
A familiar name followed.
…
—
When I came out of the club, there were thousands of lights and neon flashing outside.
On the way to pick up the car, Chen Zhuo smiled in disbelief.
How could there be such a fate
Facing the night wind, the man sighed, little girl, don't give yourself another pseudonym, is it stupid or lazy
—
Within two days, Chen Zhuo and Jiang proudly met.
As soon as they got to the building, the boy in the co-pilot couldn't wait to get out of the car, shouting in a hurry, "I'll go upstairs to pick her up, you'll be waiting here!"
Chen Zhuo lowered the car window in advance, and he didn't know the reason for his subconscious action.
Maybe it's to let the wind and light flow in and calm down the slightly anxious mood.
Chen Zhuo thought that this uneasiness was only temporary, similar to parents picking up kindergarten children from school, and when Ta left the school gate and returned to his field of vision, he would relax.
Actually no.
When he really saw Jiang proudly leading the little girl out of the corridor, the apprehension did not settle down, instead he… even more, nervous
He tidied up the house early in the morning, thinking that he was well prepared, but he forgot to draw up the opening remarks for their meeting again.
Chen Zhuo immediately got out of the car and walked towards the girl.
It's still that drooping little head, that lingering, isolated state.
Stopping in front of the girl, she still didn't look up at him.
But Chen Zhuo still couldn't help the corners of his mouth upturned, called out her name, and carefully pondered her reaction.
The little girl's brief stupor, as well as the clearly discernible surprise and surprise that couldn't be ignored in her eyes, made him understand—
She hadn't forgotten him, and she was glad to see him.
But Chen Zhuo still wanted to tease her, there was no reason for this emotion and interest.
It's like on the way here, he was in a daze, and he didn't quite understand why he cared about a little girl and condoned and allowed her to break into his life.
There doesn't seem to be a definite answer if you dig deeper.
Attraction between men and women may itself be a kind of metaphysics.
In the course of life, you will meet many flowers, some flowers will attract people's eyes because of their bright colors, and some flowers will attract people to stop because of their fragrant smell.
Xianbei is different. She is a small flower and bone flower that she does not want to bloom at all. She was born in the corner of the wall.
But what to do, he accidentally caught a glimpse of this strange and lonely little flower.
A wonderfully selfish idea was born.
I want to transplant her into my own territory, observe and care for her, and one day, I will watch her spit in full bloom.
Of course, it's better to be alone with him.
—
Of course Senbei didn't know that.
Xiaobu Xiaobu followed behind Chen Zhuo, looking at his pair of sneakers out of the corner of his eye, and after busying himself, he carried her bag to the trunk.
Huh... I was so nervous that I wanted to pierce my heart.
You Qi Yuanyuan's boyfriend was still deliberately teasing: "Hey, you two have known each other from the beginning, Brother Chen, you are hiding a lot, hahahaha..."
boom.
The trunk was closed by Chen Zhuo, only after hearing him say "get in the car", Xianbei woke up, and the busy chick pecking rice nodded and ran to the side of the carriage.
Under the sun, the man stood tall and looked back at her.
But seeing Xianbei suddenly stop and stand beside the carriage, he was in a dilemma.
Yes, Senbei is in trouble.
Sit in the back or in the front
As for the co-pilot...
Could it be too close
There is no space between the backs of the chairs, so directly sitting side by side with... that person, she would probably sit like pins and needles.
After all, until now, her heartbeat showed no sign of slowing down.
back seat...
It seems to have the meaning of treating people as drivers, so rude...
Senbei, you are relying on others!
It is already very grateful that others are willing to take you in, but you are still picking and choosing...
Senbei scolded herself in her heart.
When he made his decision, the man seemed to have the ability to read minds, and he had come around neatly and opened the passenger door for her.
When the problem was solved, Xianbei was stunned for a moment, and climbed into the co-pilot numbly.
He also said a light-hearted "thank you" halfway through, but he didn't hear it at all >