Helplessly shaking his head, Zhang Song explained, "Well, I can say that." She's Mu Xinyi, my classmate. In my eyes, she's more outstanding than any other girl, and what I value the most is her kindness and simplicity. " Zhang Song's face was brimming with a happy smile as he spoke of Mu Xinyi. If there was anyone in this world who could melt Zhang Song's hard ice that was difficult to melt in a thousand years, perhaps it was only Mu Xinyi who could do it. As long as he thought of Mu Xinyi, his cold and indifferent eyes would melt into tender affection.
Seeing Zhang Song's romantic appearance, Tan Wenhao felt goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't take it anymore, so he interrupted, "From your appearance, I seem to understand. It seems like you guys love each other a lot, good wishes to you, my good friend." From the bottom of his heart, Tan Wenhao gave his blessings to Zhang Song.
Zhang Song looked at Tan Wenhao, who was standing beside him. He smiled and nodded. "Thank you, my good friend." An indescribable friendship flowed between the two of them, filling the hearts of both of them and nourishing their dried up hearts.
"There's an old saying that goes, 'A lover's eyes can only see the west.' It seems that it is indeed true." Tan Wenhao calmly said.
At this moment, his phone rang. Zhang Song took out his phone. This phone was bought by Mu Xinyi, Chen Hewen, and the others. When Zhang Song was about to leave that New Year's Eve, Mu Xinyi gave it to him.
He opened his phone and saw that it was a text message. Opening the message, Zhang Song smiled even more sweetly. Needless to say, even a fool would be able to guess that it was Mu Xinyi who sent the message. Only Mu Xinyi could make Zhang Song so happy. Ever since Zhang Song went back on New Year's Day to visit Mu Xinyi, he had been on the phone with her every day. The two of them were on the phone, talking about each other's experiences and lives.
Tan Wenhao, who was at the side, seemed to have guessed what was going on as he softly asked, "Your girlfriend sent you a message?"
"Yes." Zhang Song nodded in acknowledgment.
"Then I won't disturb you, you guys take your time." Finished speaking, Tan Wenhao turned around and left, returning to his work.
An Qing's eighth high school.
"You guys go eat, I'll go back and take a nap." The moment the class ended, Bao Han Yong said to Zhang Fei and the rest.
"Where did you go last night?" I saw you dozing in class. " Zhang Jun asked.
"Him? What else would he dare? He's just a stealthed chicken, trying to touch a dog. What else could he do?" Su Xiang joked.
Bao Han Yong replied weakly, "Yes, I went to your house last night to steal all your chickens. Before I left, I even dug a hole in your wall. "Oh, that's right. It's called digging a wall to steal everything."
"Oh, are you that good? "Come, let me see your hand. Let me see what level of mastery you have reached with your Nine Yin White Bone Claw. You actually managed to break through the steel and clay walls of my family." Su Xiang said with a serious face as he reached out to touch Bao Han Yong's palm. No matter where, as long as there was Su Xiang, there would be laughter everywhere.
Bao Han Yong knew that he couldn't win against Su Xiang. This time, he finally learnt his lesson. He stared at Su Xiang maliciously and said softly, "Scram."
Zhang Han stopped Su Xiang's teasing and asked in concern: "Are you sick? Did you catch a cold last night? "
With narrowed eyes, Bao Han Yong slowly said, "I'm not sure. It's not that I'm sick. I don't feel like I'm having a fever."
The crowd saw that Bao Han Yong did not have any spirit left, so they did not force him. Zhang Fei said, "Then you should go rest. We will bring you a box of rice later."
"Alright, then I'll go back to my room first." Bao Han Yong narrowed his eyes to the point that they almost closed. He staggered left and right as he walked towards his room.
Looking at the back view of Bao's back as he left, Zhang Fei said, "It seems Little Bao is really sick. It seems a little serious. Little Su, go buy some antipyretic medicine for Little Bao later."
Su Xiang was joking when he was serious but he was also serious when he was serious. He knew that Bao Han Yong was in the wrong and did not feel displeased about his elder brother's arrangement. He also did not refute and nodded his head, agreeing to Zhang Fei's request.
After everyone finished their lunch, Mu Xinyi, Chen Hewen, Ye Xuan, and Cao Jia left together. Zhang Fei packed a box of food and returned to his room with his brothers.
When they arrived at the dorm, Bao Han Yong had already fallen into a deep sleep, and the ruckus from the crowd did not wake him. It seemed that he really was quite ill this time. He must have caught a contagious cold.
Everyone tactfully didn't wake Bao Han Yong up, instead letting him continue sleeping. Su Xiang and Zhang Fei placed the food and medicine on the table, and the crowd quietly retreated, disappearing in a flash into the room next door. Smoking, talking, gambling, sleeping...
After bidding farewell to a group of boys, the four girls unanimously decided to go shopping.
The four of them aimlessly strolled down the main street. Without mentioning anything else, just their appearance was enough to make them into a beautiful scenery. Whether it was the students or the busy people passing by, they couldn't help but stop their steps and glance at these four young and beautiful girls. The crowd's eyes couldn't help but reveal expressions of envy and greed.
The four of them acted as if they didn't see anyone as they ignored them and continued to talk and laugh with each other.
When the four of them passed a studio, Mu Xinyi thought of something and stopped her steps. She quietly stared at the studio's signboard. The other three people noticed that something was wrong with Mu Xinyi. They looked towards Mu Xinyi. It turned out that her gaze had stopped at a "You have me and I have everyone's blessings" studio. Although Cao Jia wasn't a classmate of Mu Xinyi, Chen Hewen, and Ye Xuan, under Zhang Jun's guidance, she gradually became familiar with everyone. After being in contact with them for a while, the four of them got along well.
At this moment, Cao Jia saw Mu Xinyi staring at the studio and thought that Mu Xinyi liked to take pictures. Now that she saw the studio, she wanted to take pictures. So he decided, "Why don't we go take a photo?"
Mu Xinyi didn't say anything. Ye Xuan and Chen Hewen, who were at the side, agreed in unison. Girls, who doesn't like to be pretty, doesn't like to take pictures. Thus, the crowd swarmed into the "you have me, happy people" photography museum.
"They were received by a plump woman in her forties." Excuse me, are you going to take a picture? There's a back view and a prop that you can choose from as you please. "
"What's the effect of the photo shoot here? "Okay?" Cao Jia asked casually.
The lady boss of the studio said happily, "It seems that you are quite knowledgeable about photography. You being able to come here is a sign of fate. I don't dare to say anything else, but I believe that no one around here would doubt my family's technology. Look, these are the ones that used to come and take pictures, and they agreed to put them on the wall as a form of publicity. Just look at the pictures of your friend. No matter from which angle you look at her, it's beautiful. The last time she posted it, she attracted a lot of customers to me. " The Lady Boss looked at the photo on the wall that Mu Xinyi pointed to and said.
"This time you guys come take a photo, I'll give you guys a discount. When the photos are washed out, you guys leave a copy for me. I'll put up your photos to help me recruit some customers, what do you say?" With her wishful thinking, the Lady Boss said to Cao Jiajue and Xin Yi with a smile on her face.
Cao Jia, Chen Hewen, and Ye Xuan followed the Lady Boss's finger and looked at the pictures on the wall. Who else could it be other than Mu Xinyi? In the photo, there was a handsome boy beside Mu Xinyi. He tilted his head and smiled at Mu Xinyi. His eyes were filled with boundless gentleness and were full of tenderness. From the look in their eyes, it could be seen how much they loved each other and how happy they were.
Everyone was deeply attracted by this beautiful and warm picture and could not help but feel envious. Chen Hewen and Ye Xuan recognized this boy. He was their class's class monitor, Zhang Song. He was the person Mu Xinyi had longed for day and night, the person she loved the most. Although Cao Jia had heard Zhang Jun and co. talk about Zhang Song and knew that Zhang Song and Mu Xinyi were dating, she had never seen his real face. Although she hadn't seen him in person, Zhang Song was still a young and handsome boy.
He heard Zhang Jun tell him that all of his zither arts came from Zhang Song. He and Zhang Song had grown up together, and they were both teachers and friends. Zhang Song was diligently and selflessly teaching Zhang Jun his zither arts. His father had found a master for him to learn martial arts since he was young. Ever since Zhang Song and Zhang Jun met, whenever Zhang Jun did not avoid Zhang Song when he was practicing martial arts, Zhang Jun would bring Zhang Song along to practice martial arts with him. In other words, Zhang Song was still Zhang Jun's youngest junior brother. Judging from the relationship between Zhang Jun and Zhang Song, they were not inferior to brothers. Cao Jia carefully looked at the photo of Zhang Song, but she was still able to carefully see the faint melancholy hidden between Zhang Song's brows. Cao Jia carefully looked at the photo of Zhang Song, but carefully saw the faint melancholy hidden between Zhang Song's brows, she could not guess why this young man would have such a difficult depression.
From his deep gaze, Cao Jia had an illusion that she had known Zhang Song for a long time. That look made her feel a deep sense of fear. She racked her brain to recall, but she could not figure out where she had seen him before. However, Cao Jia was sure that she had interacted with Zhang Song before. It was just that she couldn't recall it right now.
At this time, Mu Xinyi was already staring at the photos on the wall in a daze. Looking at the photos on the wall, she couldn't help but think of the scene when she was taking pictures with Zhang Song. Scenes flashed before Mu Xinyi's eyes, as if these things happened yesterday. A smile spread across Mu Xinyi's face. No matter what, as long as she thought of Zhang Song, she would be happy. She would be happy.