This summer vacation after the college entrance examination is probably the longest and most relaxing summer vacation in life. just got out of the bitter hell mode of high school, and find everything very interesting.

At the end of the phone call, Xia Zhuo asked him, "Then what are you going to do in the future?"

His voice is still a little swishy, "Let's do it like this, maybe I will take a postgraduate entrance examination across majors in the future, go forward, and look forward."

It may be that she is about to leave Dong Jiang to go to Province Yu to go to school. Xia Jianjun has not mentioned the house to him recently, and even plays mahjong outside a lot less. The speed of getting good is suspicious.

Xia Jianjun usually doesn't cook, but for the first time in a few days, he cooked for several days in a row.

When Xia Zhuo was eating and looked at Xia Jianjun for the nth time, Xia Jianjun said, "Did your mother and that lawyer issue any certificates about Tongzilou?"

Well, it's still about the house.

The last second was almost washed out, but this time it was completely restored to its original shape.

"I don't know." Xia Zhuo lowered his head while eating, and told the truth, "I was still young, and my mother couldn't possibly give those to me."

She suddenly paused while eating, but He Huizhen's bank card is still with her. She brought it back from Tongzilou and has never had a chance to meet her. She has to find a chance to return it quickly.

Xia Jianjun glanced at her, didn't say anything more, took a chopstick from the jar on the table and put chives into a bowl, and ate his own.

When Xia Zhuo had eaten the last two mouthfuls from the bottom of the bowl, he asked again abruptly, "What's the next month's date?"

She said roughly, "Around the 18th."

"Do you want me to send it?" Generally, when children go to college for the first time, their parents will follow them.

Xia Zhuo thought for a while, then shook his head, "No need."

Going to Yan Ping a few days ago was her first time traveling alone. At that time, she made an impulsive decision without fear. Thinking about it now, it seems that she can do it by herself.He didn't want Xia Jianjun to follow him, and he might have to quarrel many times along the way.

Others go to school happily, don't let her drag her luggage in front, and Xia Jianjun scolds behind in a dialect.

The scene is too funny.

After eating, Xia Zhuo took a glass of water and went back to the bedroom, unintentionally caught a glimpse of the opposite side, and unconsciously took a second look.

Lu Fenghe really didn't close the curtains again, telling her to look boldly.

Childish is not childish.

Xia Zhuo didn't think he was a voyeur, so he consciously closed the curtains on his side, turned around and threw himself on the bed with some sleepiness, and sent him a message, "What are you doing?"

He came back after a while.

L: "Hey the cat."

Squad leader Xia: "I have to go to Tongzilou in the afternoon to finish off the little things that are left."

The things in Lu Fenghe's room hadn't been moved at all, they were piled up here and there, so he said, I'll go and have a look too.

In the middle of the afternoon, the weather was cooler than at noon, and the uncle who was walking the dog outside Tongzilou took his dog out for a walk again, with a radio in his pocket, babbling like a high school teacher's loudspeaker, with a little noise.

It talks about Wu Song fighting the tiger, which is a bit like a storyteller, and a bit like a cross talk.

Lu Fenghe passed by and stared at the antique-like radio, and the uncle generously took it out, "Do you like it? Show it to you."

Lu Fenghe smiled, "No, I'm just curious, don't everyone use mobile phones now?"

"It's not the same." The uncle waved his hand, and his face was misleading. "My daughter bought it for me. I had to search for a long time when I turned on the phone. This one can be listened to as soon as I turn it on. It's convenient and the sound is loud enough."

Now people pay attention to the sound quality of electronic products, but the uncle pays attention to convenience and whether the sound is loud or not. The bigger the better.

This uncle has met Xia Zhuo before, and now looking at her, he feels familiar, his eyes swept between the two, and he knew it clearly, "Are you together?"

"Yeah." Xia Zhuo nodded, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what the uncle said about "together?", so she couldn't agree indiscriminately.

When the uncle put on the radio and walked away, she looked at the people around her, and suddenly felt as if it had happened in a lifetime, "Lu Fenghe, I really didn't expect that one day we would be so close, eat together, walk together, and come to Tongzilou together."Packing up, tidy up."

Although they are all ordinary little things, they also make people feel very satisfied.

Before long, they'll be going to college together.

Xia Zhuo thought he would nod his head and say yes.

Student Lu did not follow the routine, "I thought about it."

The two of them had just entered the building, and now they were at the upper and lower corridors. Xia Zhuo turned around with a puzzled expression.

"Eat together, walk together, come to Tongzilou to pack things together." Lu Fenghe didn't go up any further, raised his head slightly to meet her eyes, and repeated her words unhurriedly, "From the moment I recognized you, II'm thinking about it."

Ever since he knew by accident that she was the girl who was taken away by the capital hospital six years ago, he began to think about these things gradually.

He may be the one who said on the Internet. He just knew who she was, and even thought about what the child's name will be in the future.

Paranoia.

It refers to him.

When he looks at people, he is always red, his eyes are burning, direct and hot.

Xia Zhuo gently turned his eyes away, his face was already a little red, "It's true."

"Really." Lu Fenghe put his hands in his pockets, his hair was covered with a layer of pale gold, "Whether this counts as your hero saving the beauty when you were young, I will promise you with my body many years later."

The most vulgar story in the storybook has really happened now.

It's just that the identity of men and women has been swapped.

He is a straight steel man who occasionally says a few ambiguous words, which almost doubles the critical effect on people. Xia Zhuo turned his head and walked forward, "Why are you suddenly so nasty today?"

He slowly raised his foot and followed up from behind, "Are you nasty? I have more nasty ones. Do you want to listen?"

"Not yet."

Otherwise, she would blush later, making her look worthless.

Lu Fenghe chased after him and asked, "Really don't want it? It's a rare time to be nasty, why don't you give me a chance to show off?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Xia Zhuo ran while covering his ears.

Student Lu, you are really naive.

...

There are a lot of things in the tube building, but there are not many useful ones. Lu Fenghe simply cleaned up in 306, and the earphones and cat cans left behind were packed in a cardboard box, and the remaining refrigerators and TVs were called "old refrigerators and old TVs".to move away.

Tape to seal the box, Lu Fenghe carried the cardboard box to Xia Zhuo's side to see if she packed it.

Seeing others coming, Xia Zhuo was stunned for a moment with only a small cardboard box in his hand, "You have so little things. I packed them here before, but there are still a lot left."

Lu Fenghe saw her squatting on the ground, constantly putting things into the box, a rubber ruler and a few pages of blank notebooks.

He felt that it would be useless to take them back, so he put them all in the house.

Xia Zhuo reacted for a while, and pulled the cardboard box in front of him to show him, "Your books, and these little things, don't you throw them all away?"

The words seem to be "condemning" the waste of his behavior.

And waste is shameful.

Lu Fenghe paused, and said with some embarrassment, "I... didn't take those."

Xia Zhuo didn't think much, and suggested to him casually, "If you don't take it away, you can go to the small supermarket downstairs and sell those books."

After finishing speaking, he realized later that he recalled his identity as the "eldest young master", and he probably didn't care about the change for the book.

I was just about to say that he was too lazy to bother, and anyway, so many books only sold for twenty or thirty yuan.

Before she could speak, he nodded and said, "OK."

Lu Fenghe put the box of things in her hand, and went back to carry the books twice to sell them. It was his first time to participate in such an activity as a graduation book sale, and it felt a bit novel., A book that is big enough to memorize, put it on the scale, as if waving goodbye to him.

The boss squinted his eyes, took the calculator to calculate the number, and then gave him 36.5 yuan from the drawer.

Lu Fenghe walked out of the small supermarket with the 36.5 yuan, only three words in his mind.

hard-earned money.

Instead of going upstairs, he turned around and went into the supermarket, where he bought two cans of Sprite and popsicles.

Xia Zhuo and the others came up again, but she hadn't packed it up yet, maybe it was because she moved slowly, or maybe because Xia Jianjun and Xia Jianjun got angry and moved all the things out, there were only a lot.

Lu Fenghe put the supermarket bag on the table, "It will melt in a while, and I will pack it up after eating."

Xia Zhuo also raised his head and reached a consensus.

Lu Fenghe hasn't made any money so far. This 36.5 yuan is probably the first pot of gold in his life. This Sprite is a little bit too much. "Guess how much my book sold."

Even a little proud.

Xia Zhuo opened the popsicle and guessed a number casually, "Thirty."

"36.5." He said it carefully.

Xia Zhuo didn't hear the little bit of unconscious "little pride" in his tone, and he didn't realize it, but just said "oh" not very interested.

Lu Fenghe averted his eyes lightly, forget it, let's say it's really showing off.

His eyes fell on the low table, on which there was a glass jar full of paper cranes.

This is familiar to him. When he was in junior high school, people would often go to the gift shop in front of the school to buy such "drifting bottles" and "wishing bottles". Some people made stars, some made paper cranes, and this noteIn all likelihood there are words.

The next step is to give it to the person you like.

Although he has never sent out or received similar gifts, he has never eaten pork and seen pigs running, so he knows the tricks clearly.

Xia Zhuo obviously put this here after packing up his things.

The mouth of the can was open, so he couldn't reach for it directly, in case there was writing on it, and it happened to be something he couldn't read.

It seemed presumptuous and abrupt.

Xia Zhuo noticed his eyes, and went to cover the jar, "Do you know what kind of bottle this is?"

"Wishing bottle." He also observed before that the words of "drifting bottle" are usually thin.

"The popsicle you bought is a new one, it doesn't have this flavor before."

Xia Zhuo took a bite of the popsicle, didn't continue, and changed the subject bluntly, this talk about "drifting" or "making a wish" stopped for a while.

It wasn't until she left Tongzilou that she mysteriously shoved the jar to him, "Don't look at it, go back and open it."

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There are still about ten days to finish the text.

Squeamy or something... yes.

In the future, I will think about what to write~