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"Ah----" There was a burst of cheers from the other side, and it was Xu Chenmu's extremely penetrating voice, which he experienced in the old movie theater this morning.Ignore it, after a while, she hopped over with a fish in her hand, the tail of her hair hopped and hopped, with particles whitish from the light dancing at the tip of her hair, she pounced on herself.

Xu Chenmu tugged at her sleeve: "Look at it going up to the sky! It's gone to the west!"

The people next to her looked at her with strange eyes, she blushed in embarrassment, but she still had the cheek to face everyone looking at the crazy look, raised her head and chest up, hoping to get Lu Qiong's praise, but she saved two yuan and fifty cents , as compensation for knocking down the bucket of fish. I don’t know why I am so persistent. I waited with all my strength as if I were doing an interview. Anyway, there is nothing to be determined, so I have to believe that I can spend my life with fish and It's over.

Later, she read an anecdote that said that there was a fish with a long life. It is said that it lived for 40 years. It is not dead yet, and I don’t know if it is true. Yu wasted his life just for two yuan and fifty cents, and then he thought about it, Lu Qiong's attitude was extremely gentle that day, and he tolerated the prolongation of time and his messy behavior.

Clearly remembering, Lu Qiong stood there and nodded: "Okay."

There was a gentle smile in her eyes, a teasing smile but with the tenderness she discovered for the first time. She felt embarrassed by being so tolerant. One hand was loosely placed on the shopping cart, and the other hand reached out and patted Her shoulder: "I forgive you, next time we will go fishing."

Xu Chenmu then happily followed her, as if she had received some huge reward, she just wanted to make up for the fact that she knocked over the barrel, such a simple thought, only after she came up with it did she feel, oh my god, what did she do, so childish , but Lu Qiong praised her. She felt that she was useful and could make Lu Qiong very happy, so she became happy and followed behind with a smile.

It's like being mentally retarded.Lu Qiong said so later.

You always say I'm retarded.Xu Chenmu said.

I am not wrong.Lu Qiong insisted on his own ideas, you were like a lunatic that day, and followed me all the way with a smile that won 5000 million lottery tickets, if I hadn't turned around and talked to you, someone might have called you as a perverted stalker .

That day Lu Qiong turned around, thought about it, took a small piece of jujube cake from the pastry counter and stuffed it into her mouth: "Next time, don't wait so long, we don't need two yuan and fifty cents. "

"Why do you know it's two yuan and fifty cents—" Xu Chen choked for a moment, his eyes widening.

"I'm looking at you." Lu Qiong ignored her, her expression calm as usual.

Chapter 49 Wednesday: Fish I Want

Wherever you go, I will be there, always see us at the end.

The fish in the bag was lying listlessly. If its dead brother knew its current situation, he would laugh at it for being a living fish.

Xu Chenmu, who had been in close contact with the fish, was in the co-pilot and looked up. Lu Qiong's expression was either happy or sad, and he was staring at the road ahead intently. Turning her neck and looking in the rearview mirror, the cars behind were following smoothly, and there was nothing to see, so she turned her gaze back to Lu Qiong. I don't know if I'm thinking too much about the warmth that I want to talk about. Although Lu Qiong's eyes are faint, but in many cases there are some beautiful emotions. She can't explain clearly, and she is always sneaking a glance When I glanced at it, I saw Lu Qiong smiling faintly, and it was fleeting.

The farmer's market is not very far from home, it passed two streets around, Xu Chenmu put his face on the car window and looked out. I didn't see too many people, but I found it very interesting. The old man wrapped in thick clothes sat at the door and played chess with others, and the girl who was smoking a cigarette and waiting for the bus by the side of the road, her hair was dyed very badly. The golden color, coughing continuously, squatted down under the tree and cried while coughing and coughing, Xu Chenmu watched her gaze stretched far, she felt that if she remembered everything, she would ask what it was It's just that she feels that as a reporter, she will not discuss this kind of emotional topic, and that is what a writer should express.

She remembered that she was a reporter, and she was a reporter who always used the word "major" in every topic she chose. She was a reporter who was traditionally rooted in the red way. People who insist on the traditional journalistic line, they have their own beliefs and pursuits in journalism, they have some popularity, they go to win the national journalism award and a certain journalism award, and the journalists who sing generously on the road to glory, Xu Chenmu is like this Yes, like the well-known Bai Yansong and Shui Junyi, they are all like this.

What spurred me to think of myself as this type of reporter?At the same time, like many concepts, there are two kinds of reporters, Huang Dao and Gang Dao. I don’t know where they came from. She doesn’t know, maybe she knows but she still forgets. The protracted flood, but the flood was blocked a lot by the gate, and a small stream of water flowing down came out with the memory of the profession, telling her, look, your profession is like this .

Huang Dao's reporter, maybe Huang Dao?She can't remember clearly, her dizzy head is dizzy, and her head is heavy like falling into her stomach. She knows that those are people with extremely high incomes, who have several houses in the city center that everyone envies, and famous villas. Cars are not well-known, and are not hated by the Red Dao reporters.She thought that she must not be such a reporter, otherwise she would not be so poor. Although she can't say how poor she is, it is definitely not what those reporters would do to waste their lives for two yuan and fifty cents.

Thinking of this, she suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Qiong. Lu Qiong was still driving the car intently. The profile of her profile showed a firm outline under the dim light. Shadows flowed across her face. The atmosphere in the car It became warm and humid, and a few streams of water flowed through her heart. She looked at Lu Qiong, her eyes seemed to have a scar on her body, which made Lu Qiong also feel that there was something wrong with her eyes.

"What's the matter?" The voice is also faint, like a low-key flower that refuses to reveal its fragrance.

flower?She used flowers to compare Lu Qiong, Xu Chenmu was taken aback, the current situation is to pull out his heart and expose it in his memory, here, see how many details of the past have been blurred by him with a swipe of his pen Ignoring the past, have you ever thought of comparing Lu Qiong to a flower?Is this a colorful piece from the past?

As if seeing Lu Qiong for the first time, she looked at Lu Qiong with interest for a long time, thought for a long time, and buried a lot of words in herself, all of them came up to her throat for a while, and after holding back for a while, she turned her head back in embarrassment Go: "No, I suddenly feel that you are like a flower."

"I don't know if I look like a flower," Lu Qiong turned on the music, "I think you look like a morning glory. Everyone called you that since college."

The famous morning glory, Xu Chenmu, has strong vitality, but it is everywhere in the streets. This is the allusion to the morning glory.It is used to ridicule Xu Chenmu, although she is handsome and good-looking, and has a lot of points for her eyes, but there are really girls like this all over the street. title.

There is still a little bit of thought, Xu Chenmu's voice went straight to the school's loudspeaker at a decibel level when it became excited, so the high voice was ridiculed as a trumpet flower, I don't know who yelled it first, so it was there Such a name made Xu Chenmu angry at the time, but he didn't know how to vent it. It happened that Lu Qiong was a student judge in the speech contest. It happened that the seat was in front of Xu Chenmu. Xu Chenmu probably saw it from a distance. Hurrying to the second row, Lu Qiong happened to be able to touch Lu Qiong's soft long hair. After a stammering speaker started to give a speech, she looked over and said, "They say I'm a morning glory. Do you know that? It's too much." gone."