The voice was as familiar as the blue sky and white clouds she saw every day. She still can't describe her mood at that time. It was a throbbing that she had never felt before when she and Lu Sibei were together. Maybe after so long, it was no longer what it was before.
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
"After all, you're also his ex-girlfriend, so we've become estranged when talking about money."
A few years ago, she searched on Renren.com.
"Do you still remember the person you had a crush on back then?"
She was still slightly absent-minded, 'Huh? ’ made a sound.
"After all, you're also his ex-girlfriend, so we've become estranged when talking about money."
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
"Hi."
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
"Three hundred?" She was unsure and asked again.
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
"I'll check my phone."
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
"How is Lu Sibei doing lately?"
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
The voice was as familiar as the blue sky and white clouds she saw every day. She still can't describe her mood at that time. It was a throbbing that she had never felt before when she and Lu Sibei were together. Maybe after so long, it was no longer what it was before.
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
Meng Shengnan smiled dryly: "Uh, no need."
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
She looked up in surprise.
"It's you." His voice was calm.
During the meal, Sheng Jian brought up the topic of blind dates again. Meng Shengnan was too lazy to answer the conversation and just buried his head in eating. After singing a one-man show for a long time at the ceremony, I felt very angry.
She smiled and shook her head.
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
She looked up in surprise.
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
She was stunned. The man in front of me is still tall and thin, with a bit of unshaven beard, and his hair is very short. If you look closely, his temples are somewhat gray, and he still has a cigarette between his fingers. He was wearing old white sneakers, his white short-sleeved shirt was old and a little yellowed, and his baggy black pants were sloppy.
Meng Shengnan had slowly approached and was talking to him across a glass cabinet. The man inside was serious and focused, his brows slightly furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly as he stared at the mobile phone in his hand that had been mostly dismantled.
He raised his eyes and said, "Well, I'll come over and pick up my phone the day after tomorrow."
The other three: "..."
"Divided?" His voice was light.
I haven’t seen him now, it’s been two or three years.
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
He raised his eyes, glanced at Meng Shengnan lightly, and repeated the first sentence.
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
"You want to ask me why I'm hanging around here?"
"What are you calling me for?"
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
He nodded, took it, and rummaged through it on the table.
"Fix your phone?"
"Is there something wrong?" She knew it wouldn't be easy to fix.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
He was Lu Sibei's friend, and Meng Shengnan easily found his Renren account at that time. At that time, she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. When she saw his number displayed on the pop-up window of the relevant contacts on the computer, she couldn't describe it. It was something she wanted in high school but didn't dare to actively add it for fear of his rejection. So the feeling of not knowing is complicated and entangled. She had seen that nickname in Lu Sibei's Penguin before, so she recognized it at first sight. Capital Z, with a period in the lower right corner of the letter.
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
His eyes inquired.
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
"No wonder Lu Sibei likes you."
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
"Fix your phone?"
he asked after two minutes.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
"Um."
"Two or three days?"
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
"Is it fixed?"
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
"Thanks."
"My mother said you picked it up."
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
"I'll check my phone."
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
He said nothing and lowered his head to fiddle with it again.
"Try calling?"
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
She was still slightly absent-minded, 'Huh? ’ made a sound.
Meng Shengnan was stunned and silent. He smiled faintly and didn't dwell on the question anymore. He just glanced at her calmly, his voice as calm as usual.
"It's you." His voice was calm.
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
"Aren't you here to repair your phone?"
"Divided?" His voice was light.
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"When?" he asked again.
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
he asked after two minutes.
Meng Shengnan tightened her bag strap and said, "It's been two or three days."
His tone was quite calm, as was his eyes. Meng Shengnan said "Oh" in slow motion, took out her mobile phone from her bag and handed it to him. Then the man slightly walked around her and entered through the one-meter-wide narrow passage next to the glass cabinet. He sat at the table full of parts, chewed on a cigarette, turned on the lamp, and lowered his head.
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
His eyes inquired.
"Hi."
"Water?"
"Did he propose breaking up?"
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
he asked after two minutes.
The phone screen was on, and she was secretly amazed at his craftsmanship. At that time, I knew from Lu Sibei that he studied IT and was very capable. He had just asked if he wanted to know why she was hanging around here, and her response was contrary to her wishes.
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
"Um."
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
The other three: "..."
After a while, he took out the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray beside his arm.
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
Meng Shengnan had slowly approached and was talking to him across a glass cabinet. The man inside was serious and focused, his brows slightly furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly as he stared at the mobile phone in his hand that had been mostly dismantled.
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, his eyes playful and silent. Not sure if it was an illusion, but at that moment Meng Shengnan suddenly remembered the look in his eyes when he looked up at that dark corner at the school gate many years ago. The content is different, but the meaning is correct.
Chi Zheng (Z).
"When?" he asked again.
I haven’t seen him now, it’s been two or three years.
"oh?"
Meng Shengnan was stunned and silent. He smiled faintly and didn't dwell on the question anymore. He just glanced at her calmly, his voice as calm as usual.
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
Meng Shengnan tightened her bag strap and said, "It's been two or three days."
She was stunned. The man in front of me is still tall and thin, with a bit of unshaven beard, and his hair is very short. If you look closely, his temples are somewhat gray, and he still has a cigarette between his fingers. He was wearing old white sneakers, his white short-sleeved shirt was old and a little yellowed, and his baggy black pants were sloppy.
Meng Hang suddenly said, "I really don't want to tell the truth."
"It's you." His voice was calm.
"Two or three days?"
"I'll check my phone."
"Is there something wrong?" She knew it wouldn't be easy to fix.
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
"What?"
Meng Shengnan said dryly "Oh".
"oh."
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
The window was half open and the wind was blowing in.
"Aren't you here to repair your phone?"
He raised his eyes, glanced at Meng Shengnan lightly, and repeated the first sentence.
He said nothing and lowered his head to fiddle with it again.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
"Call 112," he said.
He added: "Sit anywhere you want."
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
"You want to ask me why I'm hanging around here?"
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
"It's a bit of a problem."
After a brief moment of looking at each other, he actually laughed softly.
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
After a while, he took out the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray beside his arm.
The other three: "..."
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
Meng Shengnan smiled dryly: "Uh, no need."
"oh."
He chuckled: "You women always look like this after a breakup."
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
"What?" She didn't hear clearly.
he asked after two minutes.
"Hi."
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
He looked up at her: "Nothing."
Meng Shengnan was stunned and silent. He smiled faintly and didn't dwell on the question anymore. He just glanced at her calmly, his voice as calm as usual.
Meng Shengnan pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment.
"oh."
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
He added: "Sit anywhere you want."
Meng Hang chewed the vegetables and said, "Sister, I also think your mother has been a bit verbose lately."
"Why are you back so late today and can't get through on your phone?"
"It's a bit of a problem."
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
Meng Shengnan pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment.
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
Meng Shengnan smiled dryly: "Uh, no need."
"My mother said you picked it up."
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
Meng Shengnan said dryly "Oh".
"Did he propose breaking up?"
"oh."
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
She looked up in surprise.
Meng Shengnan was stunned, not expecting that he would ask her this question. Logically speaking, the contact between the two of them should be more frequent than hers. She stared at the glass cabinet somewhere, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"Try calling?"
Meng Shengnan shook his head.
She looked up in surprise.
Meng Shengnan smiled dryly: "Uh, no need."
"I'll check my phone."
He pointed to the phone and explained calmly: "I just wiped it with water and let it dry for a while."
That day seemed to go by very quickly, and it got dark without her doing almost anything. Later, the family sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. She and Meng Hang competed for the remote control, but he was finally defeated by his rogue behavior. It was already half past nine by the time I went back to my room to sleep.
"Is it fixed?"
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
Meng Shengnan said dryly "Oh".
His eyes inquired.
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
A few years ago, she searched on Renren.com.
He was Lu Sibei's friend, and Meng Shengnan easily found his Renren account at that time. At that time, she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. When she saw his number displayed on the pop-up window of the relevant contacts on the computer, she couldn't describe it. It was something she wanted in high school but didn't dare to actively add it for fear of his rejection. So the feeling of not knowing is complicated and entangled. She had seen that nickname in Lu Sibei's Penguin before, so she recognized it at first sight. Capital Z, with a period in the lower right corner of the letter.
"What?"
"Thanks."
She smiled and shook her head.
He was Lu Sibei's friend, and Meng Shengnan easily found his Renren account at that time. At that time, she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. When she saw his number displayed on the pop-up window of the relevant contacts on the computer, she couldn't describe it. It was something she wanted in high school but didn't dare to actively add it for fear of his rejection. So the feeling of not knowing is complicated and entangled. She had seen that nickname in Lu Sibei's Penguin before, so she recognized it at first sight. Capital Z, with a period in the lower right corner of the letter.
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
"oh."
The man put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, his voice muffled.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
Meng Shengnan: "..."
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
She lowered her head and dialed the number he said, then handed the phone back: "No problem."
"Is there anything else?" he asked calmly.
He raised his eyes, glanced at Meng Shengnan lightly, and repeated the first sentence.
"What are you calling me for?"
"Work here?"
He chuckled: "You women always look like this after a breakup."
Meng Shengnan pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment.
She nodded slightly, but hesitated to speak.
After a while, he took out the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray beside his arm.
That day seemed to go by very quickly, and it got dark without her doing almost anything. Later, the family sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. She and Meng Hang competed for the remote control, but he was finally defeated by his rogue behavior. It was already half past nine by the time I went back to my room to sleep.
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
Meng Shengnan pressed the button slowly and put it against his ear.
Meng Hang chewed the vegetables and said, "Sister, I also think your mother has been a bit verbose lately."
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
"No wonder Lu Sibei likes you."
She lowered her head and dialed the number he said, then handed the phone back: "No problem."
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
"You want to ask me why I'm hanging around here?"
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
"Two or three days?"
Meng Shengnan was surprised by his directness, and his eyes flashed: "No."
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
Meng Shengnan couldn't help but laugh, "That's so good. I'll buy you something delicious."
"oh?"
He turned around and took something from the table and shook it: "I haven't inserted the phone card yet, how can I make a call?"
That day seemed to go by very quickly, and it got dark without her doing almost anything. Later, the family sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. She and Meng Hang competed for the remote control, but he was finally defeated by his rogue behavior. It was already half past nine by the time I went back to my room to sleep.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
He laughed: "What do you think?"
He looked at her and took the cigarette out of his mouth.
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
Meng Hang suddenly said, "I really don't want to tell the truth."
"How is Lu Sibei doing lately?"
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
She thought about it seriously: "Two hundred?"
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
The window was half open and the wind was blowing in.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
"oh."
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
Meng Hang suddenly said, "I really don't want to tell the truth."
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
She nodded slightly, but hesitated to speak.
Meng Shengnan raised his eyes, curled his lips dryly and shook his head: "It's nothing."
He laughed: "What do you think?"
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
Meng Shengnan looked at him: "How much?"
"Work here?"
Meng Shengnan opened his mouth and then closed it.
"Did he propose breaking up?"
He squinted his eyes again, which was different from squinting when smoking.
"Do you still remember the person you had a crush on back then?"
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
"How is Lu Sibei doing lately?"
Meng Hang suddenly said, "I really don't want to tell the truth."
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
"How is Lu Sibei doing lately?"
"When?" he asked again.
Meng Shengnan was stunned, not expecting that he would ask her this question. Logically speaking, the contact between the two of them should be more frequent than hers. She stared at the glass cabinet somewhere, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
Meng Shengnan tightened her bag strap and said, "It's been two or three days."
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
"Work here?"
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
Meng Shengnan chuckled: "Thank you, Mom, for not caring about me."
"Call 112," he said.
"Divided?" His voice was light.
"What?" She didn't hear clearly.
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
Meng Shengnan looked at him: "How much?"
Meng Shengnan was stunned, not expecting that he would ask her this question. Logically speaking, the contact between the two of them should be more frequent than hers. She stared at the glass cabinet somewhere, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
She looked up in surprise.
The man put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, his voice muffled.
"When?" he asked again.
"Um."
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
"Is there something wrong?" She knew it wouldn't be easy to fix.
"What?" She didn't hear clearly.
A few years ago, she searched on Renren.com.
"Divided?" His voice was light.
He chuckled: "You women always look like this after a breakup."
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
"Why are you back so late today and can't get through on your phone?"
Meng Shengnan opened his mouth and then closed it.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"Is it fixed?"
"What?" She didn't hear clearly.
The window was half open and the wind was blowing in.
He raised his lips slightly and said, "I just want you to try to see if there is anything wrong with the receiver."
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
"Water?"
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
"oh."
The other three: "..."
"Hi."
Meng Shengnan tightened her bag strap and said, "It's been two or three days."
After a while, he took out the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray beside his arm.
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
"Is there something wrong?" She knew it wouldn't be easy to fix.
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
The window was half open and the wind was blowing in.
"Water?"
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
He licked his teeth and handed the phone to her.
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
At that time, food had been prepared for the grand ceremony, and Meng Hang saw her figure running out of the living room to pick her up. It seemed that her mood gradually calmed down at that time. She took little Meng Hang's hand and asked with a smile: "What did your mother do tonight?"
He pointed to the phone and explained calmly: "I just wiped it with water and let it dry for a while."
Meng Shengnan pressed the button slowly and put it against his ear.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
Meng Shengnan couldn't help but laugh, "That's so good. I'll buy you something delicious."
"Try calling?"
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
He laughed: "What do you think?"
The phone screen was on, and she was secretly amazed at his craftsmanship. At that time, I knew from Lu Sibei that he studied IT and was very capable. He had just asked if he wanted to know why she was hanging around here, and her response was contrary to her wishes.
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
He made a long note, and Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.
He looked up at her: "Nothing."
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
Meng Shengnan was stunned and silent. He smiled faintly and didn't dwell on the question anymore. He just glanced at her calmly, his voice as calm as usual.
Meng Shengnan pressed the button slowly and put it against his ear.
"What?" She didn't hear clearly.
At that time, food had been prepared for the grand ceremony, and Meng Hang saw her figure running out of the living room to pick her up. It seemed that her mood gradually calmed down at that time. She took little Meng Hang's hand and asked with a smile: "What did your mother do tonight?"
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
The voice was as familiar as the blue sky and white clouds she saw every day. She still can't describe her mood at that time. It was a throbbing that she had never felt before when she and Lu Sibei were together. Maybe after so long, it was no longer what it was before.
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
"Three hundred?" She was unsure and asked again.
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
"No wonder Lu Sibei likes you."
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
She was stunned. The man in front of me is still tall and thin, with a bit of unshaven beard, and his hair is very short. If you look closely, his temples are somewhat gray, and he still has a cigarette between his fingers. He was wearing old white sneakers, his white short-sleeved shirt was old and a little yellowed, and his baggy black pants were sloppy.
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
She nodded slightly, but hesitated to speak.
Meng Shengnan couldn't help but laugh, "That's so good. I'll buy you something delicious."
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
"It's you." His voice was calm.
"I'll check my phone."
She blinked and blushed: "Then you let me hit -"
"friend."
Meng Shengnan chuckled: "Thank you, Mom, for not caring about me."
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
He turned around and took something from the table and shook it: "I haven't inserted the phone card yet, how can I make a call?"
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
After a brief moment of looking at each other, he actually laughed softly.
He pointed to the phone and explained calmly: "I just wiped it with water and let it dry for a while."
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
"What are you calling me for?"
Meng Shengnan was stunned, not expecting that he would ask her this question. Logically speaking, the contact between the two of them should be more frequent than hers. She stared at the glass cabinet somewhere, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
"No wonder Lu Sibei likes you."
"Divided?" His voice was light.
He raised his eyes and said, "Well, I'll come over and pick up my phone the day after tomorrow."
"Why are you back so late today and can't get through on your phone?"
"It's you." His voice was calm.
Meng Shengnan pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment.
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
I haven’t seen him now, it’s been two or three years.
He turned around and took something from the table and shook it: "I haven't inserted the phone card yet, how can I make a call?"
"Hi."
He pointed to the phone and explained calmly: "I just wiped it with water and let it dry for a while."
"Two or three days?"
Meng Shengnan was surprised by his directness, and his eyes flashed: "No."
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
"What are you calling me for?"
She blinked and blushed: "Then you let me hit -"
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
"Water?"
He raised his lips slightly and said, "I just want you to try to see if there is anything wrong with the receiver."
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
"friend."
"Fix your phone?"
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
He raised his lips slightly and said, "I just want you to try to see if there is anything wrong with the receiver."
Meng Shengnan said dryly "Oh".
"Anything is fine."
"It's you." His voice was calm.
The voice was as familiar as the blue sky and white clouds she saw every day. She still can't describe her mood at that time. It was a throbbing that she had never felt before when she and Lu Sibei were together. Maybe after so long, it was no longer what it was before.
"Two or three days?"
"oh?"
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
Meng Shengnan had slowly approached and was talking to him across a glass cabinet. The man inside was serious and focused, his brows slightly furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly as he stared at the mobile phone in his hand that had been mostly dismantled.
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
"Call 112," he said.
She was still slightly absent-minded, 'Huh? ’ made a sound.
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
The man put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, his voice muffled.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
"oh."
She lowered her head and dialed the number he said, then handed the phone back: "No problem."
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, his eyes playful and silent. Not sure if it was an illusion, but at that moment Meng Shengnan suddenly remembered the look in his eyes when he looked up at that dark corner at the school gate many years ago. The content is different, but the meaning is correct.
"I'll check my phone."
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
Meng Shengnan smiled dryly: "Uh, no need."
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
"Anything is fine."
He nodded, took it, and rummaged through it on the table.
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
"Do you still remember the person you had a crush on back then?"
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
He said nothing and lowered his head to fiddle with it again.
"Water?"
Meng Shengnan looked at him: "How much?"
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
He made a long note, and Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.
She smiled and shook her head.
She looked up in surprise.
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
"oh."
"Is there anything else?" he asked calmly.
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
Meng Hang chewed the vegetables and said, "Sister, I also think your mother has been a bit verbose lately."
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, his eyes playful and silent. Not sure if it was an illusion, but at that moment Meng Shengnan suddenly remembered the look in his eyes when he looked up at that dark corner at the school gate many years ago. The content is different, but the meaning is correct.
He raised his eyes and said, "Well, I'll come over and pick up my phone the day after tomorrow."
"Why are you back so late today and can't get through on your phone?"
A few years ago, she searched on Renren.com.
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
"You want to ask me why I'm hanging around here?"
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
Meng Shengnan opened his mouth and then closed it.
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
"oh?"
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
"Is it fixed?"
Meng Shengnan had slowly approached and was talking to him across a glass cabinet. The man inside was serious and focused, his brows slightly furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly as he stared at the mobile phone in his hand that had been mostly dismantled.
He suddenly looked up at her.
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
He laughed: "What do you think?"
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
He raised his lips slightly and said, "I just want you to try to see if there is anything wrong with the receiver."
Jiang Jin has updated his blog on the computer.
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
The other three: "..."
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
She thought about it seriously: "Two hundred?"
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
"Divided?" His voice was light.
She blinked and blushed: "Then you let me hit -"
Z.
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
"Anything is fine."
"Is there anything else?" he asked calmly.
During the meal, Sheng Jian brought up the topic of blind dates again. Meng Shengnan was too lazy to answer the conversation and just buried his head in eating. After singing a one-man show for a long time at the ceremony, I felt very angry.
She was stunned. The man in front of me is still tall and thin, with a bit of unshaven beard, and his hair is very short. If you look closely, his temples are somewhat gray, and he still has a cigarette between his fingers. He was wearing old white sneakers, his white short-sleeved shirt was old and a little yellowed, and his baggy black pants were sloppy.
"Work here?"
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
He added: "Sit anywhere you want."
He suddenly looked up at her.
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
"Is there anything else?" he asked calmly.
"Did he propose breaking up?"
He looked at her and took the cigarette out of his mouth.
"Did he propose breaking up?"
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
"Do you still remember the person you had a crush on back then?"
After a brief moment of looking at each other, he actually laughed softly.
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
After a brief moment of looking at each other, he actually laughed softly.
The window was half open and the wind was blowing in.
"Water?"
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
His eyes inquired.
Meng Shengnan chuckled: "Thank you, Mom, for not caring about me."
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
He made a long note, and Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
Meng Shengnan said dryly "Oh".
Meng Shengnan looked at him: "How much?"
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
She was still slightly absent-minded, 'Huh? ’ made a sound.
"Fix your phone?"
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
Meng Shengnan pressed the button slowly and put it against his ear.
I haven’t seen him now, it’s been two or three years.
He pointed to the phone and explained calmly: "I just wiped it with water and let it dry for a while."
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
"Water?"
He turned around and took something from the table and shook it: "I haven't inserted the phone card yet, how can I make a call?"
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
She blinked and blushed: "Then you let me hit -"
He made a long note, and Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.
She thought about it seriously: "Two hundred?"
"oh?"
"You want to ask me why I'm hanging around here?"
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
"Fix your phone?"
Meng Shengnan pressed the button slowly and put it against his ear.
"I'll check my phone."
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
He nodded, took it, and rummaged through it on the table.
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, his eyes playful and silent. Not sure if it was an illusion, but at that moment Meng Shengnan suddenly remembered the look in his eyes when he looked up at that dark corner at the school gate many years ago. The content is different, but the meaning is correct.
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
His tone was quite calm, as was his eyes. Meng Shengnan said "Oh" in slow motion, took out her mobile phone from her bag and handed it to him. Then the man slightly walked around her and entered through the one-meter-wide narrow passage next to the glass cabinet. He sat at the table full of parts, chewed on a cigarette, turned on the lamp, and lowered his head.
At that moment, she suddenly thought of that slovenly man. He has changed so much from a boy to a man. It seems that the only thing that remains unchanged is his polite distance and his cynical eyes, which are occasionally indifferent and sometimes playful.
"Three hundred?" She was unsure and asked again.
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
Meng Shengnan shook his head.
"What?" She didn't hear clearly.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
During the meal, Sheng Jian brought up the topic of blind dates again. Meng Shengnan was too lazy to answer the conversation and just buried his head in eating. After singing a one-man show for a long time at the ceremony, I felt very angry.
"Water?"
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
Jiang Jin has updated his blog on the computer.
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
"Did he propose breaking up?"
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
A few years ago, she searched on Renren.com.
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
At that moment, she suddenly thought of that slovenly man. He has changed so much from a boy to a man. It seems that the only thing that remains unchanged is his polite distance and his cynical eyes, which are occasionally indifferent and sometimes playful.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
Meng Shengnan was surprised by his directness, and his eyes flashed: "No."
Meng Shengnan was stunned and silent. He smiled faintly and didn't dwell on the question anymore. He just glanced at her calmly, his voice as calm as usual.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
"Did he propose breaking up?"
"After all, you're also his ex-girlfriend, so we've become estranged when talking about money."
His tone was quite calm, as was his eyes. Meng Shengnan said "Oh" in slow motion, took out her mobile phone from her bag and handed it to him. Then the man slightly walked around her and entered through the one-meter-wide narrow passage next to the glass cabinet. He sat at the table full of parts, chewed on a cigarette, turned on the lamp, and lowered his head.
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
Z.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
She looked up in surprise.
Meng Hang chewed the vegetables and said, "Sister, I also think your mother has been a bit verbose lately."
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
She thought about it seriously: "Two hundred?"
Meng Shengnan had slowly approached and was talking to him across a glass cabinet. The man inside was serious and focused, his brows slightly furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly as he stared at the mobile phone in his hand that had been mostly dismantled.
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
He pointed to the phone and explained calmly: "I just wiped it with water and let it dry for a while."
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
He raised his eyes and said, "Well, I'll come over and pick up my phone the day after tomorrow."
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
He looked up at her: "Nothing."
"Water?"
He suddenly looked up at her.
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
He raised his eyes, glanced at Meng Shengnan lightly, and repeated the first sentence.
"Are you the shopkeeper?" she asked softly.
There was a sound of wind outside the door and it couldn't stop.
"Fix your phone?"
"Thanks."
"You want to ask me why I'm hanging around here?"
He raised his eyes, glanced at Meng Shengnan lightly, and repeated the first sentence.
"oh?"
"Three hundred?" She was unsure and asked again.
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
He suddenly looked up at her.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
He licked his teeth and handed the phone to her.
"It's a bit of a problem."
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
He suddenly looked up at her.
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, his eyes playful and silent. Not sure if it was an illusion, but at that moment Meng Shengnan suddenly remembered the look in his eyes when he looked up at that dark corner at the school gate many years ago. The content is different, but the meaning is correct.
"Anything is fine."
At that time, food had been prepared for the grand ceremony, and Meng Hang saw her figure running out of the living room to pick her up. It seemed that her mood gradually calmed down at that time. She took little Meng Hang's hand and asked with a smile: "What did your mother do tonight?"
Meng Shengnan had slowly approached and was talking to him across a glass cabinet. The man inside was serious and focused, his brows slightly furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly as he stared at the mobile phone in his hand that had been mostly dismantled.
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
He made a long note, and Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.
Meng Shengnan looked at him: "How much?"
Meng Shengnan tightened her bag strap and said, "It's been two or three days."
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
"Can it be fixed?" Her question was a bit childish.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
"Um."
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
He added: "Sit anywhere you want."
His eyes inquired.
His eyes inquired.
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
"Fix your phone?"
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
He laughed: "What do you think?"
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
"It should be that the internal startup is not good, the parts are quite damaged, and the screen needs to be replaced."
Meng Shengnan was stunned, not expecting that he would ask her this question. Logically speaking, the contact between the two of them should be more frequent than hers. She stared at the glass cabinet somewhere, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
At that moment, she suddenly thought of that slovenly man. He has changed so much from a boy to a man. It seems that the only thing that remains unchanged is his polite distance and his cynical eyes, which are occasionally indifferent and sometimes playful.
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
She thought about it seriously: "Two hundred?"
"Is it fixed?"
"friend."
"Aren't you here to repair your phone?"
"It's a bit of a problem."
He made a long note, and Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
"What are you calling me for?"
"My mother said you picked it up."
Meng Shengnan was stunned, not expecting that he would ask her this question. Logically speaking, the contact between the two of them should be more frequent than hers. She stared at the glass cabinet somewhere, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
The two of them had reached the door of the living room, and she lowered her head to change her shoes.
"Try calling?"
"Is there something wrong?" She knew it wouldn't be easy to fix.
Meng Hang suddenly said, "I really don't want to tell the truth."
He squinted his eyes again, which was different from squinting when smoking.
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
He said nothing and lowered his head to fiddle with it again.
"What?"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"When?" he asked again.
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and asked again: "You just said the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, when will it be?"
He suddenly looked up at her.
"It's you." His voice was calm.
"Fix your phone?"
"My mother said you picked it up."
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
Meng Shengnan pressed the button slowly and put it against his ear.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"My mother said you picked it up."
Meng Shengnan couldn't help but laugh, "That's so good. I'll buy you something delicious."
He glanced at her, stood up, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
Meng Jin helped the ceremony and came out of the kitchen.
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
After a while, he took out the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray beside his arm.
Meng Shengnan nodded slightly, his hand holding the strap of the bag trembling. After saying the last two words, before he could respond, he immediately turned around and left the store. When she reached the first intersection, which was still the traffic light, she slowly looked back, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
She didn't know what the 'water' was, so she said 'oh' obediently. Time passed slowly, and there was no one else in the store. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the door panel of the compartment, tilted his head and asked, "Do you mind?"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
Meng Shengnan said "Oh" calmly, "Your mother should have made it for me."
"Divided?" His voice was light.
"Why are you back so late today and can't get through on your phone?"
He was Lu Sibei's friend, and Meng Shengnan easily found his Renren account at that time. At that time, she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. When she saw his number displayed on the pop-up window of the relevant contacts on the computer, she couldn't describe it. It was something she wanted in high school but didn't dare to actively add it for fear of his rejection. So the feeling of not knowing is complicated and entangled. She had seen that nickname in Lu Sibei's Penguin before, so she recognized it at first sight. Capital Z, with a period in the lower right corner of the letter.
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs." The little boy was greedy.
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
He turned around and took something from the table and shook it: "I haven't inserted the phone card yet, how can I make a call?"
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
He looked at her and took the cigarette out of his mouth.
"Try calling?"
"What?"
"Is it fixed?"
He raised his lips slightly and said, "I just want you to try to see if there is anything wrong with the receiver."
"Is it fixed?"
"oh."
He squinted his eyes again, which was different from squinting when smoking.
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
She lowered her head and dialed the number he said, then handed the phone back: "No problem."
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
"Divided?" His voice was light.
During the meal, Sheng Jian brought up the topic of blind dates again. Meng Shengnan was too lazy to answer the conversation and just buried his head in eating. After singing a one-man show for a long time at the ceremony, I felt very angry.
He was Lu Sibei's friend, and Meng Shengnan easily found his Renren account at that time. At that time, she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. When she saw his number displayed on the pop-up window of the relevant contacts on the computer, she couldn't describe it. It was something she wanted in high school but didn't dare to actively add it for fear of his rejection. So the feeling of not knowing is complicated and entangled. She had seen that nickname in Lu Sibei's Penguin before, so she recognized it at first sight. Capital Z, with a period in the lower right corner of the letter.
She didn't stay any longer and took the bus home.
After a brief moment of looking at each other, he actually laughed softly.
"Two or three days?"
"How is Lu Sibei doing lately?"
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
he asked after two minutes.
She blinked and blushed: "Then you let me hit -"
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
He laughed: "What do you think?"
"Water?"
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
He squinted his eyes again, which was different from squinting when smoking.
Meng Shengnan chuckled: "Thank you, Mom, for not caring about me."
The other three: "..."
"Work here?"
The phone screen was on, and she was secretly amazed at his craftsmanship. At that time, I knew from Lu Sibei that he studied IT and was very capable. He had just asked if he wanted to know why she was hanging around here, and her response was contrary to her wishes.
As he spoke, he turned around and was tinkering with his head. Meng Shengnan just stood there, looking at his back. The man seemed to notice something and turned around after a while.
Meng Hang chewed the vegetables and said, "Sister, I also think your mother has been a bit verbose lately."
She nodded slightly, but hesitated to speak.
He looked at her and smiled, which didn't reach the corners of his eyes.
He turned around and took something from the table and shook it: "I haven't inserted the phone card yet, how can I make a call?"
Meng Shengnan tightened her bag strap and said, "It's been two or three days."
He touched his nose and asked a question she didn't expect.
Meng Shengnan was surprised by his directness, and his eyes flashed: "No."
The other three: "..."
"Two or three days?"
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
At that time, food had been prepared for the grand ceremony, and Meng Hang saw her figure running out of the living room to pick her up. It seemed that her mood gradually calmed down at that time. She took little Meng Hang's hand and asked with a smile: "What did your mother do tonight?"
"Is it fixed?"
The phone screen was on, and she was secretly amazed at his craftsmanship. At that time, I knew from Lu Sibei that he studied IT and was very capable. He had just asked if he wanted to know why she was hanging around here, and her response was contrary to her wishes.
Meng Shengnan smiled dryly: "Uh, no need."
He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and repeated in a low voice. That probably means: So are you cultivating now
"Fix your phone?"
Meng Shengnan couldn't help but laugh, "That's so good. I'll buy you something delicious."
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
"Silence." She looked at him and said.
Shengdian gave them both an angry look and shook his head helplessly.
She was still slightly absent-minded, 'Huh? ’ made a sound.
"Call 112," he said.
That day seemed to go by very quickly, and it got dark without her doing almost anything. Later, the family sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. She and Meng Hang competed for the remote control, but he was finally defeated by his rogue behavior. It was already half past nine by the time I went back to my room to sleep.
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
He licked his teeth and handed the phone to her.
Meng Shengnan nodded slowly with dull eyes.
Meng Shengnan stammered in explanation: "I've been to several clinics, but they all said they couldn't repair it."
She was still slightly absent-minded, 'Huh? ’ made a sound.
His eyes inquired.
After raising money, he suddenly smiled.
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
Jiang Jin has updated his blog on the computer.
Meng Shengnan breathed slowly, then closed her eyes and turned around calmly. At that moment when their eyes met, she felt a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, which only lasted for 0.01 seconds, and then calmed down again.
"Um."
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
Meng Shengnan could hear the accent on 'ex' girlfriend in his mouth.
She read it carefully, envious of his freedom from the bottom of her heart. In the past two years, everyone else has gradually lost contact. Only he is still the same, running all over the world, as if he never feels tired. Occasionally, I would send her a message, and I would be in trouble again.
He raised his eyes and said, "Well, I'll come over and pick up my phone the day after tomorrow."
The voice behind him sounded again, a little carelessly.
"Anything is fine."
The window was half open and the wind was blowing in.
Meng Shengnan pinched Meng Hang's little cheek and said, "My phone is broken, so I went to the city to lie down."
"Fix your phone?"
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
After a brief moment of looking at each other, he actually laughed softly.
"I'll check my phone."
At that moment, she suddenly thought of that slovenly man. He has changed so much from a boy to a man. It seems that the only thing that remains unchanged is his polite distance and his cynical eyes, which are occasionally indifferent and sometimes playful.
Meng Shengnan said slowly: "I'll come over to pick up the phone the day after tomorrow, and we'll settle it together then."
He raised his eyes and said, "Well, I'll come over and pick up my phone the day after tomorrow."
"Three hundred?" She was unsure and asked again.
A few years ago, she searched on Renren.com.
"Call 112," he said.
"Thanks."
"friend."
He was Lu Sibei's friend, and Meng Shengnan easily found his Renren account at that time. At that time, she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. When she saw his number displayed on the pop-up window of the relevant contacts on the computer, she couldn't describe it. It was something she wanted in high school but didn't dare to actively add it for fear of his rejection. So the feeling of not knowing is complicated and entangled. She had seen that nickname in Lu Sibei's Penguin before, so she recognized it at first sight. Capital Z, with a period in the lower right corner of the letter.
He looked at her for a while and smiled without a smile.
"What?"
"How much do you think?" The voice was short and strong.
Z.
"It's you." His voice was calm.
"My mother said you picked it up."
He nodded, took it, and rummaged through it on the table.
"That-" She bit her lip, unable to say it.
She lowered her head slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth.
Chi Zheng (Z).
"Is there anything else?" he asked calmly.
The little boy was unhappy: "Sister."
"My mother said you picked it up."
"Let's get it the day after tomorrow." She paused and said.
"friend."
Downstairs, Shengchen still asked Aunt Kang through the wall. Meng Shengnan came back to her senses. She glanced at the endless darkness, and the dilapidated man in the dilapidated store on the dilapidated street flashed through her mind. Looking back again, an advertisement pops up on the web page.
Then without saying anything more, he stood up and put out his cigarette, turned around to check his phone, and fiddled with various machines that she couldn't understand. He still pursed his lips and frowned slightly. After a while, he looked at her.
He asked: "Which number did you dial?"
He suddenly looked up at her.
"Work here?"
He raised his lips slightly and said, "I just want you to try to see if there is anything wrong with the receiver."
"friend."
"Do you still remember the person you had a crush on back then?"
At that moment, she suddenly thought of that slovenly man. He has changed so much from a boy to a man. It seems that the only thing that remains unchanged is his polite distance and his cynical eyes, which are occasionally indifferent and sometimes playful.
"Um."
I haven’t seen him now, it’s been two or three years.