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Zhuang Qiang's Hanfu has arrived, not to mention, after wearing it, the character and expression are very different, and holding an ink folding fan, it's wonderful.

Zhuang Qiang successfully became a new member of the Hanfu Society that day.

It's a good time, the willows are hanging in April, and the Hanfu Club is preparing to go to East Lake to shoot a feature film. As one of the rare males, Zhuang Qiang plays the role of a triangle, and the script he got has dozens of pages.

Zhuang Qiang got busy, he didn't have time to go to the part-time job as a tally clerk in the supermarket, and his after-school life was completely busy between the student union and the Hanfu Club.

Ran Qing was on the opposite side of Zhuang Qiang happily.

It's the end of the month in the blink of an eye, and he looks at the train ticket on his phone and thinks about it more and more, and he is upset and unknown. If Zhenzhen cheats him, not only by cheating but also online, what will he do?

Ran Qing thought, he must calmly and decently make a clean break on the spot.

But what if Zhenzhen didn't lie to him?As beautiful and cute as in the photo, and as lively and bluffing as when he was on the mic, what should he do?

Want to hold hands, hug, kiss?

During this month, the frequency of contact between him and Zhenzhen has dropped sharply. There is no special reason. Gradually, you don’t look for me, and I don’t look for you. A few warm words.

Ran Qing looked at Xia Xiaoxiao, there were only the two of them in 214 at this time, Xia Xiaoxiao was packing his backpack, tomorrow is No. 20, and it's the day of departure.

Ran Qing called him: "What if I fail to run?"

Xia Xiaoxiao looked at him in the frog sitting posture, with his fingers on the edge of the chair, feeling very confused and helpless, he smiled and said: "It's also very good, so you don't dare next time. It's not like you don't know that I objected when I heard about your online dating." coming."

"Then why don't you stop me?"

"How do I stop it?"

Ran Qing remained silent. It has been three months since the winter vacation between him and Zhenzhen, and the relationship between him and Zhenzhen doesn't seem to be that deep... That's why this trip is needed to confirm it, right?

"Then what if..." Ran Qing smirked, "What if it succeeds?"

Xia Xiaoxiao rolled up a single piece of clothing and stuffed it into the backpack, still laughed at him when he heard the words, and said: "That night, Feifei and I will time you together, if you are afraid of losing face, you can go out and open another room by yourself. "

Ran Qing didn't know what answer he wanted to hear, but it wasn't the answer anyway. He stood up and took out his backpack. He wanted to take all the cosplay equipment with him, it was a bit heavy.

That night until Zhuang Qiang came back, the two of them seemed to have their own concerns and neither of them spoke again.

Sunny Friday, warm wind blowing a hint of early summer.

Mao Fei was wearing the white gown designated by Zhuang Zhou, the jade pendant, and the wide girdle, which outlined his waistline like a willow leaf, attracting the attention of the whole class from the moment he entered the classroom.

Zhuang Qiang abandoned the first row and sat next to him, his eyes coveted: "It's so high-end! It looks quite exquisite!"

Of course, don't look at who bought it for him.

But Mao Fei didn't hesitate, he disliked it: "What's wrong with you, please speak well."

Zhuang Qiang was immersed in envy: "Whoever bought it, send it to me."

"Fa Fa Fa," Mao Fei slapped off the hand that touched his waistband, and went straight to hide in Ran Qing's side, "Don't beat me!"

When the class bell rang, Zhuang Zhou called Zhuang Qiang's name without even opening the roster.

Ran Qing muttered to Mao Fei: "No wonder Mr. Zhuang wants [-] phone calls a night. I think [-] is less?"

Mao Fei chuckled: "Am I good-looking? Take it out as your best man's face?"

Xia Xiaoxiao heard it, and came to join the group chat: "Then do I have to dress up too?"

Mao Fei gave him a thumbs up: "After class, I'll ask Mr. Zhuang if he would lend you the suit."

Xia Xiaoxiao was amused: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Caught between the two of them, Ran Qing couldn't retort several times, so he slapped the table: "Hey, hey! Shouldn't you two be dressing up as beggars to set off me?!"

On the other side, Zhuang Qiang excitedly clicked on the purchase link sent by Mao Fei, and was immediately stunned by the string of numbers.

After class, you can see the majestic Huoshaoyun in the evening sky.

Zhuang Zhou postponed writing the summary until next Monday morning, it was more important to send the children to the train station first.

"Have you got your ID?" he asked.

"It's all ready." They replied.

Mao Fei giggled while sitting in the co-pilot: "We are like kindergarten children."

Zhuang Zhou handed him a pack of candied fruit again like a magic trick: "Berwen's check-out has been extended from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m., so you don't have to rush back after attending the exhibition."

Seven o'clock?At seven o'clock they were already on the return train.

Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao had never dealt with a teacher like this before, they were as cautious as elementary school students, and thanked Zhuang Zhou repeatedly.

Mao Fei tore open the bag, shared half with the two people in the back seat, and took one for himself. It was peach meat, which was delicious. He picked one up and fed it to Zhuang Zhou, not shying away from the two pairs of piercing gazes.

Mao Fei didn't care, and Zhuang Zhou didn't care even more. The bickering along the way was like a cross talk, and from time to time Ran Qing and Xiao Xiao would interject a few words, and the whole carriage was like a sketch stage.

When you arrive at the station, you are close to the ticket check, just use your ID card to swipe your face.

Zhuang Zhou sent them in, holding Mao Fei's shoulders and really didn't want to let go, he told, "Get in the car---" He changed his words, "You turn on the real-time location right now."

Mao Fei was very obedient, and saw two small green dots popping up on WeChat: "Don't worry, there are three of us, three of us will become a tiger."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and ruaed him: "The Chinese teacher wants to give you a hand after hearing this."

"Punctual" on the LED electronic screen flashes into "Checking in".

Ran Qing and Xiao Xiao went to line up, Mao Fei was still talking to Zhuang Zhou with his face up: "I will miss you."

Zhuang Zhou's eyes were gentle: "Well, I will also call you at night, eighty times."

Mao Fei stared at him, and suddenly looked left and right. He was dressed uniquely, and someone was always looking at him.

Mao Fei went all out, holding back his shyness and whispered: "Want... a video...?"

In broad daylight, in a large crowd.

Zhuang Zhou smiled sullenly: "Don't be ashamed."

"Do you want it?"

"want."

Mao Fei was satisfied: "Goodbye, see you tonight."

Zhuang Zhou patted him: "Go."

Mao Fei ran away waving his wide sleeves, and jumped in front of Ran Qing.

Ran Qing: "A hundred years of marriage."

Xia Xiaoxiao: "To grow old together."

Ran Qing was surprised. After getting into the station and getting on the bus, he questioned his soul: "What good place is MOMO? The little brother Pei who came to help you move last time is also amazing. How did you meet?"

Mao Fei was arranged to sit by the window, and he saw his idiot's silly smile reflected on the car window glass: "I was young and ignorant, so I knew how to look at my face, and I was abused by five of my predecessors in turns. Such a blessing!"

Xia Xiaoxiao was shocked and said, "Five?"

Ran Qing gossiped: "Tell me!"

So this hour and a half was spent quickly as Mao Fei recounted the dark history of love.

Bowen had a car to pick him up, and as soon as the three of them got out of the station, they saw an old man in a black suit holding a sign saying: Mao Fei.

Those who pick up people are usually Mercedes-Benz cars, but this driver is not an ordinary pick-up driver. The work card hanging around his neck is clearly printed with the words "Manager".

The uncle manager said: "What should I call you better?"

Mao Fei sat in the co-pilot cautiously: "Just call me Comrade Mao Fei."

Don't even think about it, it must have been arranged by Zhuang Zhou!

Bearing the suspicious gaze from his roommate, Mao Fei heard the manager continue: "Comrade Mao Fei, all your purchases in Bowen in the past two days are free of charge. If you have any needs, you can directly contact me. You are welcome." .”

As he spoke, he took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to Mao Fei.

Mao Fei: "..."

Mao Fei was soon pierced by the sight from behind.

When he arrived in Bowen, Mao Fei knew that he was destined to be questioned, but he did not expect to meet Zhuang Mu by chance.

The hotel lobby is luxurious and grand, the manager is walking in front, Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao are holding Mao Fei on the left and right.

Ran Qing: "Mao Fei."

Xia Xiaoxiao: "The situation is weird."

Mao Fei looked around and said embarrassedly: "I will explain it properly."

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Mu fell from the sky, chatting and laughing with several men and women, and walked towards him.

Mao Fei had completely forgotten his phrase "I will cut him into pieces with my eyes next time I meet", his first reaction was not to stab his little Brother Pei, but to use lenient Cover your face with your sleeves.

Useless.

The manager stopped for a while, nodded and said, "Mr. Zhuang."

The usual greetings passed by Zhuang Mu in the blink of an eye, but today's Mao Fei was dressed so delicately and uniquely, it was hard for anyone not to notice.

Zhuang Mu also stopped, looked Mao Fei up and down playfully, and said with a smile, "Mao Fei."

Mao Fei blushed suddenly and his neck was thick, and everyone was looking at him.

Mao Fei's lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to borrow the greeting from the manager's uncle --- what should I call you?

Zhuang Mu was amused by his nervous look, and asked, "You don't know me?"

Mao Fei clenched his cuffs and stammered, "Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Mu burst out laughing with a "puchi", "Zhuang Zhou was right when he said that you are timid." With one hand in his trouser pocket, his flamboyant manner was hated, "Don't you follow him and call me 'brother'? "

Mao Fei yelled quickly, only begging to be let go when the yelling was over: "Brother."

Zhuang Mu said "hmm" and looked at Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao: "Come here with friends?"

Mao Fei nodded.

Zhuang Mu greeted the manager: "Upgrade them to the presidential suite, and I will cover all the food, drink and fun."

The manager should come down.

Mao Fei blushed so red that he was about to explode.

Zhuang Mu smiled and said, "Don't complain to Zhuang Zhou. Go play."

After saying that, he turned and wanted to leave, but when Mao Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief, he turned back: "Mao Fei, do you know that Jiang?"

Mao Fei immediately tightened his nerves: "Yeah, yeah, I know."

"He couldn't get in touch with Zhuang Zhou, so he found me." Zhuang Mu flattened his lips lightly, "Guess how he knew my phone number?"

How could Mao Fei still have the ability to think?

Seeing him shaking his head, Zhuang Mu said, "He said he found it on Zhuang Zhou's phone, and he kept it after writing it down."

Mao Fei stared blankly at Zhuang Mu.

"I can settle my own affairs, so I left him to Zhuang Zhou to deal with." Zhuang Mu said with a smile, "Don't play for too long, go home early when you've had enough."

Mao Fei hadn't calmed down until he entered the room.

Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao were not polite, and put him on the sofa for interrogation: "Do you want to ask and answer, or do you want to confess?"

Mao Fei took off the jade pendant and girdle, and his clothes became looser, but his heart was still tight.

"That one just now, Zhuang Mu, you know?"

The two nodded. They had already been shocked in the hall just now.

"Zhuang Zhou is his younger brother."

The two opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

"Zhuang Mu took over Chichao, Zhuang Zhou raised flowers and grass, and their father is Zhuang Hezhou."

Two people: "!!!"

Ran Qing fell into the sofa, a trembling voice came out of her mouth: "I'll take it easy."

Xia Xiaoxiao took the same posture as him, and said sincerely: "Jealousy makes me sour."

Mao Fei rubbed his face, grabbed his satchel and walked into the bedroom: "I'll call Zhuang Zhou."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is an unfamiliar night scene.

Mao Fei raised his head to look at the moon, thinking of the time when the moon admired his sex/love.

As soon as the beep sounded, it was picked up, and Zhuang Zhou's voice stuck to his ears: "Feifei."

"I'm here." Mao Fei put his forehead against the glass, briefly told him about meeting Zhuang Mu, and muttered, "So...has he come to see you?"

Zhuang Zhou seemed to sigh, and said, "I haven't looked for it, and there is no movement at all."

"Obviously nothing has happened, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart. I want to go back and guard you." Mao Fei squatted on the carpet and looked at himself in the glass with a particularly unhappy face. I ran away because I was afraid that he would make trouble for you again and make you sad."

Zhuang Zhou smiled softly and sighed: "I won't be sad because of him, and I won't let him make trouble for me. Feifei, if he really comes to me, I will tell you."

Thinking of his baby's lofty ambitions -- I will definitely avenge you and Huadan --- my heart is tender and messed up.

"Then how will you deal with him?" Mao Fei asked awkwardly, "Will you meet him?"

"We should meet. I will meet with him and explain clearly at once, so as not to drag things down in the future. Maybe he didn't come to get back with me, but just catch up on the old days, so it would be better. I don't need to talk about the old days with him. "

Mao Fei hummed: "Although, I really don't want you to meet each other. I always feel, I always feel..."

Zhuang Zhou coaxed him patiently: "Well, what do you think?"

"I always feel... there is no possibility. Maybe when you meet, he will make a big change, become well-behaved and sensible, knowledgeable, understanding, and hang a cross around his neck and hold it in his palm. Confess to God—"

"Feifei," Zhuang Zhou interrupted him, chuckled, and scolded "Silly treasure" in his heart, "He is too old, he is the best match for me when he is seven years old, and I like him the most."

What is the possibility?There is no possibility of age change.

Mao Fei bit his lip and muttered, "Really?"

Zhuang Zhou said "Yes", "Really. When you come back, let's go buy a ring together, shall we?"

Mao Fei tearfully said, "But...I can't wear it."

Zhuang Zhou said, "It's okay. I'll wear it. You can leave yours temporarily, or you can wear it around your neck if you want."

"Well, well, then I'll go back after I finish playing, you wait for me at home, don't run around."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."