"I want to see surveillance." Zhai Xingchen looked at the staff, word by word.
The staff didn't expect that a teenager could have such oppressive eyes. She trembled and said, "the monitoring in our store is broken."
Zhai Xingchen was silent and turned his wheelchair to go to the painting bar.
The staff is a little bit big, can only confess: "is a little girl, and you look the same age, very beautiful."
Zhai Xingchen's action stops, in the heart already had a guess.
He looked down at the handwriting of the date, but because it was a number, he could hardly see anything.
Then, suddenly, he thought of something and turned around the painting.
So the line came into view.
Zhai Xingchen's pupil suddenly tightens. At this moment, he can already guess who it is.
It's Gong Suhe.
It's her who encourages him.
But why did she not want to go and have a word with him when she saw him?
Is she with Lu Yuze?
Thinking of this speculation, Zhai Xingchen's heart swelled with a touch of pain.
He turned his wheelchair and flew to the French window on the edge of the mall.
In the neon downstairs, there is no sign of Gong Suhe.
Zhai Xingchen watched for a long time before he took out his mobile phone.
His address book is clean, only Xu Bo and his current head teacher, his parents' phone number, he will recite it, he will not save it.
Zhai Xingchen's eyes are lonely.
He didn't know her mobile phone number. He couldn't say a word.
At this time, behind him came the laughter of young boys and girls.
Zhai Xingchen somehow thought of that Christmas Eve night, and Gong Suhe also laughed like that.
The sound echoing in his ears seemed to have a hook, which hooked out his deep thoughts.
Zhai Xingchen picked up her mobile phone and called Xu Bo: "Xu Bo, I want to know her mobile phone number."
Xu Bogen didn't have to ask, he knew who Zhai Xingchen was talking about.
He sighed: "at the beginning you so choose, regret?"
Zhai Xingchen doesn't talk.
Xu Bo said, "have you thought about it? What are you going to do when you get your cell phone number? "
Zhai Xingchen was stunned.
He doesn't know what he can do, what he should do, but he wants to have her contact information.
Xu Bo and Zhai Xingchen have been together for many years and naturally understand the meaning behind his silence.
So he sighed, "OK, I'll check."
Gong Suhe's mobile phone number is not a secret in the school, so Xu Bo has already got that number in a short time.
At the same time, Zhai Xingchen's uncle came out from the shopping mall and saw Zhai Xingchen holding a picture in his hand, so he sneered: "your parents don't care about you, so I'll take you out. Do you like any clothes? Uncle, I'll buy it for you. "
Zhai Xingchen does not speak, but carefully protects the painting in his hand.
Uncle is also used to him. He doesn't even have the mind to explore the painting.
He told his assistant to take Zhai Xingchen away.
At the same time, Zhai Xingchen mobile phone in a message, above only a string of numbers.
Zhai Xingchen looked at the numbers and raised his lips slightly.
Then, he registered himself with a micro signal and entered his mobile phone number.
After searching, he saw the head and name of Gong Suhe——
The head portrait is a root like thing, maybe a kind of herbal medicine, which Zhai Xingchen has never seen.
The name is: the second prize of the girl of collecting herbs.
Zhai Xingchen looked at the name, suddenly couldn't help laughing, swept the usual gloomy, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are soft.