moon star clear

Like two bright moons.There was a thin line between the lightly closed lips, which was so straight that there was no trace of curvature.Mu Chen is 1.7 meters tall, which is already considered tall among boys of this age, but this boy is taller than him, looking tall and handsome.

This man is simply a natural painting, but the hospital corridor with no sense of art at all blends perfectly into an impeccable whole.

If painted with watercolors, it must be very beautiful.

Thinking like this, Mu Chen secretly outlined his outline with his eyes, planning every pen and every rendering, not realizing that the person he was thinking of had already arrived in front of him.

"Aren't you going to school?"

"Huh? No... ah ah ah!"

The boy blocked his lips with his hands.

"Shh, don't shout."

Only then did Mu Chen remember that he was in the hospital now.

It's strange that there are too many mind-wandering times today.

He put his hands on his waist, trying to take out the watch from his pocket to check the time, but found that the pocket was gone.

Oops, the school uniform was left at the sanitation station.

Both the watch and the school card are in the pocket of the school uniform.

Just as he was about to lament that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today, a slender arm stretched out in front of him.

On his wrist, he wore a simple but expensive watch.

The long needle lands in the middle of the "6" and "7" in the lower left corner, and the short needle points to... "1"! ! !

It's already half past one o'clock at noon! ! !

At this time, the stomach returned to reality with the owner who had just woken up from a dream, and let out a heavy sigh.

Mu Chen couldn't care less about embarrassment, he only realized one fact now:

He was late.

No, to be precise, I was absent from class all morning.

My first name! ! !

"Let's go eat first, after dinner... take a taxi to school together... okay?

Mu Chen was immersed in his own sadness and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't notice the hesitation and embarrassment that this calm person showed when he sent the invitation.

"Ah...okay, I...call my mother to explain..."

"Okay. I didn't think carefully."

Mu Chen was about to borrow the phone, and didn't have time to think about his strange apology. He just picked up the receiver and pressed a button, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have overlooked a sentence.

"You just said...together? Go to school?" Young Master Mu thought about it, and felt that there must be something strange about it. "How do you know which school I am?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Your school uniform. You're from No. [-] Middle School."

Mu Chen made sense after thinking about it: "Oh, that's right... No, it's still not right, you said... go together?"

"Well. I'm also from No. [-] Middle School."

WTF?How come this young master who is known as the "Second Middle School Socialite" has never seen this person before?

4. Taste memory

"Fuck...why haven't I seen you?"

Because of the shock and the fact that I haven't been sober since I woke up today, this swear word came out of my mouth almost without passing through the cerebral cortex.

It's so impolite to spit fragrance on a stranger you meet for the first time.But it can't be taken back.

You can only blame yourself for talking too fast.

And why do people have to be seen by you to be considered a student of No. [-] Middle School? You are not the access card of No. [-] Middle School.

But Mu Chen still didn't quite believe that he was from Liucheng No. [-] Middle School.

Although he didn't know this person well, he looked like a very smart and excellent top student, and it was impossible for him to be reduced to a second-year student who had so few top students that he could not even catch up with the shadow of the first-class students in more than ten years. Come to school.

And the age is not too similar.

His appearance is indeed very similar to that of a young man of his age. Looking at this face, no one will believe that he is a high school student, but Mu Chen is someone who has talked with him. A few words, but the rationality and calmness exuded in his words are far beyond what this age should have, like a mature adult.

But this kind of mature temperament blends perfectly with his cold appearance, without a trace of eccentricity, but like Longjing tea with a slightly bitter but light aroma, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Mu Chen, who was immersed in his own thoughts, ignored the disappointment that flashed in the other party's eyes when he heard the sentence "I haven't seen it before".

"I just transferred from another school, and today is the first day I report."

So it's normal that you haven't seen me.

Mu Chen is about to develop the habit of filling in what he didn't finish in his heart.

In fact, it is not considered unfinished, anyway, people just plan to say so much, and you can figure out the rest by yourself.

It's really cherishing words like gold, like a... energy-saving light tube.

If you can use one degree of electricity, you will never need two degrees.

Mu Chen complained secretly.

Ms. Cheng has already answered several calls from the old class, asking about Mu Chen's situation. Ms. Cheng was confused and worried, and no one answered Mu Chen's phone.Mu Chen called and briefly explained the situation, telling her not to worry, saying that he would go to school right away.

Ms. Cheng seemed to be tutoring students, and she sounded very busy. Mu Chen hung up the phone after clarifying the matter.

Although this child is active by nature and his grades are not very good, he still does things well. Cheng Ying has always been at ease with him.

Going to school now will miss the time to arrive at school in the afternoon, so it is better to fill your stomach before going.

They walked into a small restaurant together.Although it is a relatively bustling place in the city, fortunately, it has already passed the restaurant. There are only a few scattered tables in the restaurant, and most of them are not full. Mu Chen chose a corner seat and sat down.

It's true that he has a cheerful personality, but he also likes to find a quiet and undisturbed place when eating, where he can chat with his friends while eating.A half boundary enclosed by a wall can give people a sense of security and comfort.And this classmate seems to have an aura that strangers should not get close to, so he should also choose such a position.

"what did you eat?"

The person sitting across from him rarely spoke first.

"I can do it, just order a drink. I haven't eaten the breakfast my mother brought me yet."

The energy-saving lamp didn't ask him again, picked up the menu and sketched it a few times, handed it to the waiter, and seemed to explain a few words, but he didn't hear clearly.

Well, you're welcome, don't bother talking.

Mu Chen took out the lunch box, opened the lid, and gently poked the xiao long bao inside with his fingertips. He has always liked eating xiao long bao since he was a child. Mu Chen often takes her steamed buns to school for breakfast.The steamed buns made by Ms. Cheng taste better than those made by any breakfast shop outside, but it is too cold now.

No matter how delicious the food is, if it loses the right temperature, it will always be eclipsed like an oil painting splashed with water.

He had a bad stomach since he was a child. Every time he had a stomach attack, he was sweating profusely and trembling with pain. He leaned against the wall next to the toilet in the bathroom and vomited continuously. He couldn't stop vomiting even after vomiting out the bitter gastric juice.Once when I went out with a child, I suddenly had a stomachache. I vomited for a long time beside the trash can in front of the other party. I vomited until I was dehydrated and fainted, which made him lose face.

So he has been paying attention to his eating habits since then. He basically doesn't eat cold and spicy food. He often uses traditional Chinese medicine to keep his life alive. Even in summer, he rarely eats cold food. The eaten meat buns entered the empty stomach, just thinking about it made me uncomfortable.

But Ms. Cheng stayed up late last night to knead the dough, and this morning at three o'clock in the morning, she prepared the stuffing and wrapped it and waited for it to be steamed. It would be too disappointing for her not to eat it.

Just eat it once, so you won't get a stomachache again.

When I took a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table to pick up the steamed buns, what I just ordered was brought to the table.

Mu Chen looked up and saw a basket of steamed steamed buns and two cups of soy milk.

Ah, what a coincidence, they look exactly the same, the difference is that I can only eat them cold.

Looking at the steaming steam on the steamed buns in front of him, Mu Chen smiled wryly in his heart.

"Your children are really strange. They eat Xiaolongbao for lunch." The proprietress wiped her hands with her apron and said to them with a smile.

Yes, it's really strange that you still sell steamed buns at noon.

People who are in a bad mood will always complain more than usual, and they can't help but whisper in their hearts.

Mu Chen is in a bad mood today.

I have been unlucky since I went out. First I almost failed to save someone, then I missed class all morning for no reason, and then I found that I lost my school uniform card and watch, and now I have to eat cold steamed buns in the cold spring of March. .

Sure enough, he didn't read the almanac when he went out.

He was almost full of complaints in his heart, he grabbed his chopsticks again, and prepared to go into the battlefield with a bit of death as his own.

The wind is blowing and the steamed stuffed bun is cold, and the strong man will never return it once he eats it.

The person on the other side who had been silent for a long time spoke again.

"I... don't like eating hot things very much."

"Ah? What?" For a moment, Mu Chen suspected that he hadn't woken up, or the other side hadn't woken up, and one of the parties must have a bad signal, otherwise he couldn't even match the channel across a table.

"I mean, the xiao long bao I ordered was too hot, since...they are all xiao long bao, can we...can we switch them?"

This guy falters when he speaks, which is strange, really strange.

"But mine is already cold."

"I like to eat cold." He paused for a few seconds, as if feeling that his tone was too cold, he added "It's okay".

How could someone like to eat cold steamed buns? Mu Chen couldn't help laughing.

"Are you serious? Like to eat cold steamed buns?"

"Hmm." The energy-saving lamp's tone was almost sincere.

Originally, I decided not to waste the fruit of Ms. Cheng's labor.