I'm so fragrant after my fiancee fell off the horse

"On the third day when Wei Wei is away, I miss her, miss her. [Love] [Flowers]"

"A qualified boyfriend should put his girlfriend's health first. When his girlfriend is sick and needs to rest, we will be separated temporarily. I won't bother her, and I won't bother her when I think about her, because to love her is to give her the best. Nice recuperating environment. [image] [image] [image]”

"Location: Dream World on XX Road."

He Chen typed very fast, then selected three post photos, selected the location of the bar, only the group where Hang Xiangshu was located was visible, and finally clicked publish.

After forking off ps, watching the computer page shut down and blacked out, He Chen shut down the computer, picked up the iced drink on the table and took a sip.

The coolness and sweetness spread in the mouth, and Hechen narrowed his long eyes in enjoyment, remembering that he saw a hot barbecue restaurant on the way, and the idea of ​​adding a meal was just around the corner.

Eat as much as you want, and after two sips of iced drinks, He Chen goes out and turns right, heading towards the barbecue shop.

Hang Xiangshu has two mobile phone cards and two mobile phones, which belong to Hang Xiangshu himself and vest Hang Xiangwei.Living in the Linjiang apartment in the past few days, I don't need to wear a vest, and I only carry my mobile phone with me.

The mobile phone is his, so the WeChat login is naturally his account.

D University stipulates that freshmen and sophomores have evening self-study, freshmen, two, four, six, and sophomores, one, three, five.

Although there is no late self-study on Wednesday, Hang Xiangshu and the others have a tight schedule for military training performances, and they have to work overtime to practice singing at night.

During the break, Hang Xiangshu casually clicked on Moments to browse the news, and after a few swipes, the three words "Chu Hechen" suddenly jumped into his eyes.

"Cut." Hang Xiangshu curled his lips. He wanted to swipe away directly, but when he glanced at the picture below, the finger that swipe the screen stopped suddenly, and slowly pulled back to the first sentence, and began to read word by word.

"Don't bother her, don't bother her, so you just green her?" Hang Xiangshu frowned, staring at the photo, almost making Chu Hechen laugh in a righteous scumbag.

Under the dim colored lights in the photo, Chu Hechen was next to two women with hot bodies and sexy clothes.One of them, the enchanting body has been attached to Chu Hechen's arm, and the other is holding a wine glass and handing it to his mouth.

"Heh, didn't you pretend to be good before, but now you can't restrain your scumbag's nature and put it on the bright side?" Staring at Chu Hechen who enjoyed the left and right hugs in the photo, Hang Xiangshu's favorability fell precipitously.

Although Hang Xiangwei is not a real identity, Chu Hechen doesn't know it.

Knowing that he has a fiancée, he goes out to mess around, and acts like a scumbag in the name of doing good for Hang Xiangwei. What kind of harmful garbage is this?

Whoever takes a fancy to this kind of man will be blind.Hang Xiangshu sneered softly, and suddenly felt that Caicai's words were somewhat ambiguous.

Although he is not Hang Xiangwei, he is indeed Hang Xiangwei.Isn't this the same as seeing Chu Hechen's Hang Xiangwei, that is, him, with Shi's eyes?

Hang Xiangshu's face darkened.

"Come on, get ready for rehearsal." The voice of the instructor gathered, Hang Xiangshu quickly turned off the screen, discarded the question just now, and watched for a second and thought about that person for a while, and he was about to explode.

"Cheer up, we will disband after the last two times, show our energy!" The instructor clapped his hands to encourage, cheering up the students.

The rehearsal ended soon, and the students who didn't live on campus got on their bikes and drove home.

Originally, Uncle Li picked up Hang Xiangshu, but after "Hang Xiangwei" appeared, Uncle Li became a member of Hang Xiangwei, and Hang Xiangshu, who didn't have a car, could only take a taxi to school.

"Linjiang Apartment, please excuse me, master." It seems that you can buy a bicycle on the weekend, and Hang Xiangshu floated the idea of ​​buying a bicycle.

"Hey, well, what, uncle is not cheating you of money, there is a sand truck spilling on Gongjiang Road, and it will be blocked for a while, so we can only go around from the Dongjiang side."

"okay."

When the car drove into Dongjiang Road, the phone suddenly vibrated, accompanied by a series of ding-dong notifications, it was a message from the WeChat group. Hang Xiangshu opened it casually and checked the new notification.

It is the notice to listen to the lecture tomorrow, and a few classes from freshmen to juniors are selected to attend the lecture, and they have to write a thousand-word review to participate in the submission.

After reading the notice, for some reason, Hang Xiangshu clicked on Moments again.

The latest news was posted by Chu Hechen.

"A beautiful night, a beautiful love encounter, I always want to give happiness to all the girls with the world in my heart, ah, it's so difficult. [picture]"

The heroine of the picture was changed, she was a very pure-looking student girl, the girl who looked at the camera was very shy, and the hand holding Chu Hechen's arm was not fully connected.

"Oh, this kind of person..." Hang Xiangshu turned off the screen without a word, and looked sideways at the street scene outside the window.

"Huh? Wait a minute, that guy—"

The taxi that passed the barbecue stand slowly backed up more than ten meters, and finally stopped not far from the barbecue stand.

"..." Hang Xiangshu unlocked the phone again, looked at the group photo in his hands, and then looked at the figure in the barbecue stall eating barbecue alone, his eyes turned cold, "Chu Hechen?"

On the small square table in the corner of the barbecue booth, there are several plates of various grilled skewers and side dishes. The long-handed and long-legged people are nestling on the small horseshoes and rolling skewers, and there are already a lot of bamboo sticks piled up at hand.

Looks like it's been a while.Hang Xiangshu looked away, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he refreshed it casually, and another post appeared on the top.

"The most difficult thing to get rid of is the beauty. [picture]"

The picture this time is a private room with a graceful figure in a bathrobe blowing her hair sitting on a large round sofa.The male host is not there, but it is easy to think of the meaning expressed in the picture.

"It's okay, master, let's continue to drive." He said, how could Chu Hechen, who had always wanted to cancel the engagement, take the initiative to add "Hang Xiangwei"'s younger brother? It was the original idea.

Hechen, who is enjoying the pleasure of mashering, is still making final payments with the people in the studio. Those photos were all taken by the young lady in the studio, and he is only responsible for post-production PS.

The next day.

He Chen was woken up by Zhou Yan's serial phone calls, hurriedly packed up his schoolbag and rushed to the big stairs of the school.

Their class was selected for this lecture, and as the only junior class, it was inconvenient for the Disciplinary Inspection Department to save face.

I don't know if it was hot and cold yesterday or the barbecue was not fresh enough, He Chen had a stomachache in the middle of the night, and went to the toilet countless times before the stomach subsided at dawn.

One night was equivalent to not sleeping, Chu Hechen's physique still couldn't bear the sleepiness, and as soon as Hechen arrived in his class area, he fell asleep while sitting next to Zhou Yan with a hijab.

Before going to bed, I still didn’t forget to write about my feelings, so I raised my head and said to Zhou Yan: “I had a stomachache last night, catch up on my sleep, I’ll borrow your notes later, thank you.”

"Student, is there anyone here?" Confused, He Chen heard someone ask Zhou Yan, and when Zhou Yan said no, there was another person beside him.

Head full of sleepiness, ignoring the familiarity of the voice, Hechen fell asleep again.

"Old Chu, the instructor is coming, you need to wake up first." Zhou Yan whispered beside the head buried in the schoolbag.

"Huh? Uh... okay." Hechen shook his still-heavy head, stayed on the table for a moment, and then lazily raised his upper body at the speed of a turtle.

Touching the messy hair, the sight that was casually sweeping to the side stopped when it saw the face of the person beside him.

"Brother Hang?"

Hechen's voice was a little hoarse when he just woke up, and he was listening to the lecture, and Hechen deliberately lowered his voice. Hang Xiangshu seemed to feel a tremor passing from the other's chest to him through the long table.

"..." Hang Xiangshu brushed his pen lightly, sighed secretly, raised his head and looked at Hechen reluctantly, nodded slightly, then lowered his head, and continued to write his impressions.

After practicing singing again in the morning, Hang Xiangshu's throat hurt badly, so he had to go to the school infirmary to take some medicine first, and then ran back to the lecture theater after taking the medicine. The lecture had already started, and it was too conspicuous to walk forward, Hang Xiangshu Just find a place nearby.

I just didn't expect that the person sleeping on the table happened to be Chu Hechen.The villain in Hang Xiangshu's heart screamed like a groundhog, full of regret.

Kanhang Xiangshu concentrated on writing, and Hechen also took out his notebook to record the content.As soon as the instructor left, the body that had managed to get up slowly slid down again, and finally stopped the downward trend with his elbows supporting his heavy head.

"I went home too late yesterday. I don't feel at ease when the little girl is alone. I waited with her to meet my family." He Chen didn't know if he was talking to himself, or explaining to Hang Xiangshu what happened to the photos last night , the tone is lazy, the voice is low, a little erratic.

"..." I think you ate too much barbecue and didn't sleep well.Hang Xiangshu's expression remained unchanged, and he began to write the ending paragraph of his impressions.

He Chen propped his head to watch Hang Xiang write his impressions, and then he said again at the end: "Have you finished writing?"

"?" Not knowing what Chu Hechen was planning, Hang Xiangshu simply didn't answer, "Is there something wrong, senior?"

"Well, I want to ask you a question." Hechen lowered his head a little, and said a little closer.

It seems that Hang Xiangwei's birthday is this week. In the plot, it is a weekend. The plot of birthday is not important, and He Chen doesn't remember it either.

After a week of rest, he was going to give Hang Xiangwei some more surprises.

Now that I have a younger brother, it can be used as an assist, for example, ask Hang Xiangwei what he likes or dislikes.

"What's the problem?" Hang Xiangshu hesitated, always feeling that Hechen was planning some bad idea again.

"Shh, use WeChat to chat." Seeing the teacher wandering over from the corner of the eye, He Chen stretched out his index finger and booed, then pointed to the phone.

"..." Seeing Hechen's weird smile, Hang Xiangshu just wanted to leave immediately.

[Chu Hechen]: Do you know your sister's birthday?

Hechen didn't engage in probing about the relationship between the siblings, and directly asked the questions he wanted to know.

[Chu Hechen]: I only remember about this week?It's her first birthday together and I'm going to surprise your sister.But... I don't remember exactly what day it was. [Shy].jpg

After sending two messages in a row, and waiting for two seconds, seeing that the other party still didn't reply, Hechen glanced sideways at Hang Xiangshu strangely.

Hang Xiangshu is listening to the system's voice.

Why is it never reminded in advance?Do you want to be reminded only after the key point is triggered?After listening to the birthday story, Hang Xiangshu couldn't help asking his own questions.

The system remained silent as usual and did not answer.

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