For a long time, she just picked up the mobile phone, "hello".
"Did you get the flowers?"
Ye Hua's gentle voice rang out in her ears.
"What flower?" White tea pretends to be stupid.
"Not yet? It should be in your studio already. " Ye Hua has some doubts.
"Studio?" White tea pretended to understand, "Oh, I didn't go to the studio, I came to s city."
Ye Hua was stunned, "s city? How did you get back to s city? "
"It's a bit of a work thing."
Bai Chadao, after thinking about it, added, "I have a script that needs to be revised. It's very annoying for me to follow the group. Maybe I can't go back to a city for two or three months."
So brother, stop your pursuit of flowers.
She can't get it. Thank you.
Smell speech, leaf birch is over there silent for a long time, wry smile way, "be? I've also bought tickets for tonight's musical. I'd like to invite you to see it. It seems that I can't do it
"Yes? That's a miss. "
White tea dry smile, casually echoed Ye Hua a few words, and then hang up the phone, a long breath.
In the world of adults, such words and sentences should be rejected, right?
Taxi slowly stopped at the side of the road, the driver said, "Miss, this is a Pedestrian Commercial Street, cars are not allowed to enter, I can only park here, you go in, the hotel will be there in two minutes."
"Yes, thank you."
Bai Cha came down from the car with her bag and was about to walk in. As soon as she lifted her head, she stayed there completely.
The shrubbery on both sides is neatly pruned, and a clean and tidy road is opened. The street lamps along the road are quite retro. From afar, the songs of young people come from the square.
Oh.
Her baby assistant decided her hotel on the commercial street next to Jinhua.
In the year of studying in Jinhua, apart from the school road, there was only this commercial street road. She was most familiar with it. She knew that if she stepped on bricks with her head down, she would know what color the next few pieces were
The blue sky is no different from a few years ago, but the clouds are whiter.
She raised her foot and stepped on a brick into the commercial street. All her memories seemed to come back.
The student convenience store with the theme of environmental protection is still there. Two students in school uniforms are eating instant noodles under the eaves. The girl is leaning her head to the boy's instant noodles to put beef slices.
White tea took back her sight and went on, looking up at the lamp by the side of the road.
Many times, five of them came out of upup and would sit on the bench under the street lamp for a while.
At that time, Zhou Chunxi always liked to lean on her shoulder and quietly smile at Lingyu and Wancheng fighting.
"I feel like I've grown tall recently, really!" Wan Cheng's back was close to the lamp post, "it seems that I'm not far away from my basketball dream."
"Bullshit, you're too early to grow!"
Ling Yu hates him.
"Bah, dwarf, if you have the ability to compete, you'll see who's taller!"
Wan Cheng grabs Ling Yu, presses him on the street lamp, uses the art knife to gently stroke on the pillar to mark Ling Yu's height, and then goes over by himself, presses his head with the art knife, and strokes on the pillar.
Stand up and see.
Although Wan Cheng is not qualified to play basketball, he is actually taller than the average boy. This stroke is almost five centimeters higher than Ling Yu. Wan Cheng was so angry that he used the five centimeters to laugh at Ling Yu, "dwarf, I don't know how to see it. You are five centimeters shorter than me. Your heel is still higher than mine. Rounding it off is ten centimeters! You are 10 cm shorter than me! Ha ha ha
This made Ling Yu angry, "brother Shi, compare with him!"
The boy who is standing by wearing earphone to listen to the song is pushed to the light by Ling Yu again and again.
Wan Cheng is depressed with a stroke of art knife.
"Oh, Wancheng, you are so tall and big. You are so much shorter than Shige!" Ling Yu make complaints about giant shoulders.
"Yes, Shige is taller than me. I recognize him. Anyway, you are the shortest, shorty! Sell umbrellas, shorty Wancheng is crazy.
"Shit! How can I be the shortest? Don't you still have Baicha and xiaochunxi? "
Ling Yu is hairy again.
She and Zhou Chunxi, who are watching the play, are dragged forward by Ling Yuqiang to measure their height. In this way, Ling Yu finds a little confidence in their two girls.
Later, Wancheng often dragged everyone to measure their height, and the highest record was always broken again and again when the situation came, which led to Wancheng's depression once and again.
At that time, the lights of the commercial street at night were dim and dim yellow, guarding everything lightly.
Bai Cha goes to the street lamp and looks up slowly.
The street lamp is still that one, but the new black paint on the post has wiped out all the marks of the past.
White tea go forward, every step, as if you can see the past five young people.
Laugh.
Fight.There is no shortage of any.
The statue in the center of the square is also dyed with new paint. It looks like it's new. Several young people dressed in fashion are standing there, showing their talents, singing Street songs and their high spirits.
White tea entered the audience and watched them perform quietly.
At that time, she helped Ling Yu borrow a large amount of money to be returned, and everyone worked hard to repay the money together.
At the weekend, Wan Cheng, alone or with the basketball team, went to the square for a fancy basketball performance to earn some performance fees.
Later, Zhou Chunxi joined.
Her dance is very beautiful. As long as she dances, more and more people gather around her, and the harvest of the day will be especially good.
And the best time is to be pulled out of the performance by Wancheng.
Several times, when she came to drink for everyone in her work clothes, she saw a dense crowd, mostly girls, almost occupying the whole square.
When she managed to squeeze in, she watched the scene and stood in it singing with her guitar.
He sang slowly and the whole room was silent.
He sang hard songs, the girls took the initiative to turn on the flashlight of the mobile phone, the light swayed wildly.
The atmosphere of the scene is comparable to that of a concert.
How bright a teenager is, you can only see it with your own eyes.
Bai Cha stands there quietly, and suddenly finds that she has been dominated by memories. She closes her eyes, shakes away those memories, takes out her wallet, takes out the small change, bends down and puts it all into the piano box, and then turns away.
She went into the hotel, checked in, went upstairs, opened the door, closed the door, put the bag in one go.
The white tea opened the curtains and opened the windows for ventilation.
As soon as I opened the window, I saw the "upup" sign on the opposite side. Upup is still on this road, with a larger scale. The exterior elements are the combination of high-tech and fantasy, which are all loved by young people. The gate has also been expanded. What stands at the gate is no longer a planetary man, but a super white rabbit with high-tech machinery
, dancing to attract customers there. She stood there, obviously didn't want to see, but her feet seemed to be fixed there, just couldn't move.