When he arrived at the train station, Wan Muqing remembered that he should talk to his friends who were studying in the motherland about the college entrance examination. However, mobile phones are not allowed on the plane, in order to prevent the plane from being disturbed during the flight. He was actually scared, afraid to miss Mu Meng's call during the flight, but it only showed that he was worried, because at this moment Mu Meng had all been put into the college entrance examination review. Although Mu Meng went to school in another city, she still needs to go back to the original city to take the exam. It can be said that although she has not experienced professional training, she still found a way to train when everyone was nervous.
The scorching summer did not live up to her fair skin. It turned pink after prolonged exposure, which was obviously sunburnt. But why should she be exposed to the sun? The reason turned out to be that she went out too early, her test center did not allow people to enter, and she herself forgot to wear sunscreen clothes, which made her feel such a miserable situation.
"Mu Meng?" Wan Muqing started to where he lived as soon as he got off the plane. He happened to pass the test site where Mu Meng was, and saw Mu Meng staring at his arm, "You won't be scorched by the sun. Want to eat braised chicken feet, right?" Wan Muqing said it was a full of irony, but well, it really suits him.
"Actually, I'm more looking forward to eating steamed dumplings." After Mu Meng saw Wan Muqing, there was no greeting, so he hit back. But to be honest, Mu Meng is really strange. Why didn't he miss Wan Muqing all the way when he didn't see Wan Muqing, and after seeing Wan Muqing, he changed back to the one who was uncomfortable without arguing with Wan Muqing again. .
"Since Miss Mu said that, I can't pretend that I didn't hear it. Let's go, Miss Mu, let's find steamed dumplings."
Mu Meng thought to himself, this person in front of me has such a good skin. It won’t be red or swollen or hurt when exposed to the sun. Maybe the bronzed skin has always been like this, but since Wan Muqing has sent an invitation, how can Mu Meng be? I won’t refuse. In short, the school won’t open its doors for a while.
"Are you back for the exam?" Mu Meng didn't want to close his mouth at all, as long as he was free he would start talking non-stop. No, it opens a new topic.
"En." Wan Muqing has a tutor who can't speak and sleep, but due to some factors, he still replied.
"Which test site? Are you with me?" Such a series of questions finally made Wan Muqing intolerable.
"It's the same," Wan Muqing said after seeing Mu Meng's eyes, "have you never heard of eating but not talking, not talking in bed? Twitter is not good for digestion."
Only when Mu Meng learned that he had quarreled Wan Muqing, "I'm sorry, I'm just curious." Mu Meng saw that Wan Muqing didn't respond, so he continued, "I promise not to say a word from now on." After that, Mu Meng really didn't say a word.
"I'm just not used to someone saying something that triggers thinking when I'm eating. You don't have to do that." Just say it if you want to. But Mu Meng just nodded, saying nothing, in short, not speaking is the most correct choice.