Qingmei is no match for the sky. Why are you crying when I leave?

As Wen Hao approached, Zhong Yuer behind the newspaper realized that she had been discovered, what should I do?

What a shame it would be if Wen Hao found out eavesdropping on them!

"Hey, brother, what are you hiding the glans for in the middle of the night? This is not healthy, take it out. Wen Hao walked to the newspaper and cursed.

It seemed that the people behind the newspaper were nervous, and the newspaper began to chatter, but never spoke.

"Brother Hao, what are you doing with him nonsense! Deal with this dead pervert, you are welcome! Li Ziyang said, reaching for the newspaper.

The people who ate barbecue around were still toasting and bragging just now, and at this moment, they suddenly quieted down, and they all wanted to see what the pervert looked like behind the newspaper.

Human nature seems to be more interested in other people's affairs, especially things that subvert cognition.

Wow!

Li Ziyang tore the newspaper, Zhong Yuer knew that she would be embarrassed when she was discovered, and there was no better way, so she simply wrapped her head directly with the newspaper.

Everyone is more curious.

Rushing!

Two more times, Li Ziyang tore off most of the newspaper.

Looking at the person in front of him, Wen Hao and Li Ziyang looked at each other, originally wanted to clean up this voyeur, but did not expect that the voyeur was Zhong Yuer.

I saw Zhong Yu'er holding the remnants of the newspaper in her hand, her face was red, and her eyes were glancing left and right at the strange eyes of others.

This is probably the most embarrassing moment in her life.

"Lying groove, the perverted voyeur turned out to be a girl?"

"How can such a beautiful sister paper be a voyeur, look at their expressions."

Zhong Yuer crumpled the newspaper, wiped the sweat from her palms, and said awkwardly:

"What a coincidence, you are also here?"

"Zhong Da joke, you took a newspaper in the middle of the night, are you here to be funny?" Li Ziyang teased.

Zhong Yuer forcibly defended, "I'm waiting for my friend here, why are you tearing my newspaper?"

Wen Hao glanced at Qian Duoduo not far away, and probably understood, it must be Qian Duoduo who told Zhong Yuer that he was here.

Today, this place was not well chosen, on one side is Qian Duoduo's barbecue restaurant, opposite is Han Ze's hot pot restaurant.

Han Ze's hot pot restaurant business is booming, and now the weather is so hot, it should be the off-season of hot pot, and his family's shop is still full.

Wen Hao glanced at Zhong Yu'er, and his polite smile was ridiculed:

"Then you continue to wait, the next time you eavesdrop on others, it's best..."

He pointed to his head, "Use your brain, use newspapers as a cover on the barbecue stall, how did you come up with it?" It's like a funeral scene where you give someone a whole wedding march. "

Wen Hao, you bastard!" Zhong Yuer heard Wen Hao say that he didn't have a brain, and he was not happy, and his white and tender little hand slapped on the table.

Then his voice lowered, and he asked with a grievance on his face:

"Why don't you reply to my message?"

"This is not within my service range, you continue to wait for someone, I will invite Teacher Xu to dinner today, so I won't disturb you."

When the words fell, Wen Hao turned around and returned to his dining table, Li Ziyang smiled at Zhong Yuer, and mended the knife:

"Zhong Da joke, don't worry about Brother Hao?" Yes, it should be like this, monitor it well, otherwise this kid is easy to mess with.

"Who can't rest assured of him! Who can't rest assured of him! Zhong Yuer was anxious.

"That's good, that's good." After Li Ziyang finished speaking, he followed Wen Hao back to the dining table.

Zhong Yu'er was obviously relieved in her heart, but she was directly said by Li Ziyang, how could she, who has always been proud, admit it.

Seeing that Li Ziyang was gone, she rolled her eyes fiercely at the three people, stomped a few feet angrily, and said to herself:

"I can't worry about him, is it possible?" I'm obviously waiting for a friend.

The people watching the excitement around understood what was going on, and some people chatted in a low voice:

"I see, this girl likes

the handsome guy just now..." "The problem is that the handsome guy doesn't like her, it seems to like the mature sister paper."

"Made, it's good to be handsome, don't take the initiative to send such a beautiful sister paper to the door, it's unreasonable."

"Groove! Lying in the groove is a groove, God is so unfair, Lao Tzu holds the pillow every day to do crafts, but he looks at whose brand is like an emperor!

Zhong

Yuer was like a repeater, repeating the phrase "who can't rest assured of him", and the grievances in her heart deepened by one meter every time she said it.

At the end, the voice became lower and lower, and tears began to roll in his eyes.

After sending him so many messages and not replying, Zhong Yuer took out her mobile phone and flipped through it alone.

"Wen Hao, are you doing anything at night? I bought a movie ticket, let's go to the movie, right?

"Wen Hao, if you don't want to watch a movie, let's go to the square to see the fountain?"

"Wen Hao, if you don't want to see the fountain, let's go to dinner together."

Every

time Wen Hao didn't reply to Zhong Yuer's message, she thought that Wen Hao didn't want to go, so she immediately changed places.

She has no experience in chasing boys backwards, and these methods are all used by Wen Hao on her.

It turns out that it is so uncomfortable to like a person not getting a response, and it feels empty in the heart.

"Don't eat with me, it turns out to eat with her, Wen Hao, won't your heart hurt if you treat me like this?"

......

Wen Hao, who returned to his seat, took out his PHS and saw the message sent by Zhong Yuer.

In order not to affect the photo of the sister on the station, he turned PHS to mute.

Looking at the content of these familiar information, Wen Hao did not have the pleasure of "revenge" Zhong Yuer.

Because he saw how humble he used to be.

As long as Zhong Yuer didn't reply to the message, he didn't have time to be sad, and immediately thought of sending it to the next place where Zhong Yuer might like to go.

Such humility can never be exchanged for true love, in exchange for only the disgust of others.

If you promise Zhong Yuer now, what kind of ending will the two have in the future?

Isn't this what I dreamed of before?

It's in front of you now, and as long as it's passed, you can get it.

The happiness that I wanted in those years is now close at hand.

But he didn't want it anymore.

Not returning the message was not intentional, he had been injured by rejection, and he would not impose it on Zhong Yu'er again, that was not a pattern that a reborn person should have.

He just wanted to reply to a message, think about it or forget it, this time, it will give her hope again.

Just like his former self, he was killed by Zhong Yuer with this trick.

Now, she was just one of the many beings, a woman he had looked at a few more times.

Don't want to get it, and don't need to hurt.

Xu Li saw that there was a "problem" between the two, looked at Wen Hao, and said: "

You go and call Zhong Yuer over, just say that the teacher invited you to dinner."

Wen Hao smiled lightly, "Forget it, Teacher Xu, you are already beautiful enough, I don't want to look at other people."

As soon as these words came out, Li Ziyang's eyes seemed to be about to stab Wen Hao.

÷ sacrifice, this can make him take advantage!

"Brother Hao, your set, dad and I can't learn it in my life!"

......

This scene just now happened to be seen by Han Ze, his father left the mobile phone at home, he rode to deliver the mobile phone, and just happened to see the scene of Zhong Yuer holding the newspaper on the side of the road.

Wen Hao is too much!

People Zhong Yuer said, he is waiting for others, why is he doing so much affection?

Han Ze felt that his opportunity had come, parked his bicycle, and walked towards Zhong Yuer.

......

Outside! Outside! Outside!

Senior Wen Hao's quote: There is always a typo in the word "missed", no matter where it is wrong, as long as it is not "passed" there is still a chance to change, once it passes, it will never come back.