Chapter 143

Seeing Xiaoguang who has changed greatly now, Xiaohua hesitated: "Xiaoguang? You have changed so much!"

Hu Xiaoguang snorted, "I can't compare with you. You're going to graduate from college. I'm still in senior three."

As soon as the sour words were said, Hu Xiaoguang wanted to slap himself in the face. Why is he so stupid? Knowing that Xiaohua doesn't want to see him, she still says these words with guns and sticks.

It is estimated that Xiaohua will have to ignore him for a long time. Hu Xiaoguang hangs his head dejectedly and sits down opposite Xiaohua. The 18-year-old boy with long hands and feet huddled pitifully on the rattan chair and looked like a wrong dog.

Maybe the moonlight tonight is too charming, or maybe Xiaoguang needs to be comforted by others at this time. Xiaohua reaches out and touches Hu Xiaoguang's hair.

"Which university are you going to study in?" in order to hide her discomfort, Xiaohua coughed and deliberately opened the topic.

Hu Xiaoguang was still immersed in the ignorance of being touched by Xiaohua. When he heard Xiaohua change the topic, he was subconsciously biased: "I haven't thought about it yet. My grades are OK. Let's see it then."

Xiaoguang's achievements are indeed OK. Compared with the achievements that made Chen Xiaopei black in front of him in primary school, today's Xiaoguang can really be said to be other people's children.

He tried hard to catch up with Xiaohua, but Xiaohua walked too fast. When Xiaoguang was in the third year of junior high school, Xiaohua was already in the third year of senior high school. When he was in the third year of senior high school, Xiaohua had another year to graduate.

Xiaoguang looked at Xiaohua all the way and left him far behind. He couldn't catch up with him. Thinking of these, Xiaoguang has a sense of powerlessness.

The girl she likes is too excellent. When she thinks about the scene that she is surrounded by those young talents at night, Xiaoguang's heart is even more uncomfortable.

"Is grandma going to make you engaged?"

After a long silence, Xiaoguang asked such a question.

Xiaohua held her chin: "no, it's just my 18th birthday. I'm still young. I don't think about falling in love at present."

She yawned lazily: "compared with falling in love, I tend to stay in the laboratory to do experiments. What's good about men? Can they compare with the laboratory?"

In the first few words, Xiao Guang was very happy. Hearing the following words, Xiaoguang was a little frightened: "you can't knock over a boat of people with one pole. What's a man? I'm fine!"

In order to enhance the credibility of the words, Xiaoguang also took a special pat on the chest. Xiaohua immediately remembered that this guy had been softened by his brother Xiaoguang's two calls.

There was a smile on her lips: "well, you'd better do it."

Xiaoguang hum: "you have no sincerity at all. Forget it, I'll reluctantly accept it!"

Looking at Xiaoguang who is cheap and good, Xiaohua didn't argue. Let the silly child have fun for a while. After all, they grew up together. Although they were not sensible when they were young, they had a conflict.

However, with the growth of age, Xiaoguang has undergone earth shaking changes, which also surprised Xiaohua who watched Xiaoguang grow up all the way, although they haven't seen much in the past three years.

When the flower house was quiet, their voices came again and again. Jiang Chan sent off the guests and found the flower house. She heard Xiaoguang telling a joke to Xiaohua.

"At my front desk is a very nervous boy. He bought a ballpoint pen before, which can be pressed down and then pop up." Xiaohua holds her chin and looks at Xiaoguang dancing. Her body language is very rich.

"It's quite strange. I showed it to you in the class. Later, the ballpoint pen bounced directly and inserted it into his nostrils. We were going to laugh crazy."

Speaking of these things, Xiaoguang was very happy. Even Xiaohua couldn't help laughing when she thought of this scene. I seldom see Xiaohua's bright smile, and Xiaoguang is stunned.

"Worry free, you look good with a smile."

Xiaohua's smile was immediately put away. She rarely smiled so happily in front of Xiaoguang. It should be said that only in front of Jiang Chan, she would relax so much.

Jiang Chan listened to Xiao Guang's crazy words, and her face was silent. She knocked on the glass door of the flower house: "worry free, it's getting late. You have to go to school tomorrow and wash and rest early."

Looking at Xiaoguang, who was a little hurried next to her, Jiang Chan showed a kind smile: "Xiaoguang, too, has heavy schoolwork in senior three, so it still takes more time."

The subtext is, don't stare at our cabbage. You'd better spend more time on your studies. Xiaohua is about to graduate from college. You're still in high school. Isn't it a little unequal?

To be honest, although Jiang Chan once had a boy who looked at Xiaohua and cultivated him since childhood, Jiang Chan gave up the idea after Xiaohua jumped several levels in succession.

There's nothing else, just because Xiaohua has come to this point. If you choose one that is about the same age as Xiaohua, the boy can't compare with Xiaohua.

In this way, the status of both sides is unequal. Even if Xiaohua doesn't mind, it's uncertain whether the man can bear the gossip outside.

Therefore, Jiang Chan is completely not involved in Xiaohua's boyfriend now. It only depends on whether Xiaohua is satisfied or not. Of course, if Xiaohua finds what she wants, she still needs to check. After all, the first condition is good character.

Jiang Chan doesn't care about his career, but a person's virtue is his foundation. As long as he has good virtue, money, power and so on, he can get it in the future.

After seeing off Xiaoguang's family, Jiang Chan also washes and prepares to sleep, but Xiaohua knocks on the door with a pillow and comes in.

"Do you want to sleep with me when you're so old?"

As early as when Jiang Chan was able to buy a house, Xiaohua slept alone, and so was Jiang Chan. She was not used to sleeping with others. At that time, Xiaohua was still small and didn't have enough money. It took her grandparents and grandchildren more than a year.

"Just feel like milk has something on her mind." Xiaohua leaned against the head of the bed, her long black hair spread over her shoulders, and her black eyes stared at Jiang Chan.

Jiang Chan combed her hair and said, "I really have something on my mind, Xiaohua. Do you remember your grandpa?"

Xiaohua was stunned, her eyes blurred, "I have some impression. How did milk say this today?"

Xiaohua hardly recalled what happened before she was five years old, because it was not a good memory. All her memories began when Jiang Chan carried her out of the mountain.