Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

"Auntie, if you go to Yunzhou, I suggest you tell Jia and Xiaosi first."

Before opening the door and going out, Jiang Yan seriously suggested to Mu Chenyan, "To her, it doesn't matter what happens to Song Jianqiu and his family of three, but her uncle and grandma are very important to her, especially since grandma is not in good health at the moment. She almost I have to call my uncle’s house every other day, I’m very worried.”

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Although they are Jia Jia's biological mother and brother, they are not very familiar with them, and it is difficult for him to tell them if they are too deep.

Don't talk about him, even Jia Jia has been avoiding them recently.With her temperament, she hasn't said much to them so far.

I'm really not used to it.

In Yu Heng's office, Mu Chenyan felt sad when she heard that Xiao Si had to call her uncle's house every other day.

But when I thought about it, I felt a little relieved. After all, they were the ones who accompanied her and helped her during those years, and they were able to get to where they are now step by step.

She was thinking in her mind, how about...

When he looked up, he saw Yu Ci getting up and about to walk out, so he quickly called him, "Why are you going?"

"Look for Xiaosi. I've been back for two days and I haven't said a word to her yet."

Jiang Yan turned his head and glanced at the cigarette case, and raised his brows when he saw the two striking words "华" on it.

Jiang Yan was wearing short-sleeved shirts and a sportswear jacket outside. He took off his jacket and put it on her body, then tucked it in the middle for her.

Compared to the grand figure in front of her, she was dressed more casually. She only wore a light blue thin sweater over her pajamas. Her long hair was tied back casually, her delicate eyebrows were slightly lazy, and she was not wearing makeup. Her face glowed white under the street lamp. Yes, after nearly a month of military training, not only did she not tan at all, but her skin looked even better, which made Liang Yujun and the others extremely jealous.

"What's the matter? Didn't you just come back and you haven't recovered from the jet lag yet? Go home and sleep, and go to the hospital tomorrow to see your second uncle and help him deal with the matter."

"If you have anything to say, hurry up and I can go back to sleep."

The few cucumbers in the front were as reserved as young wives, a little embarrassed and excited at the same time. Their eyes were fixed on the entrance of the dormitory building, their backs were straight, and they stood there upright.

Brother Hua waved his hand, "I can't do it. I can't compare to you. I'm a superficial person. I only like people with good-looking faces. Let me give you some advice. Brother, this year's group of junior girls from the Foreign Languages ​​Department are all pretty and have good figures. Just those military training uniforms that look like buckets can look good on anyone, just think about your figure."

Brother Hua was stunned when he saw Song Jiawen for the first time.

"Brother, which department are you interested in?"

"Physics, what about you?"

It was early autumn in Kyoto at the end of September, and the temperature difference between morning and evening was relatively large. Even though Song Jiawen wore a thin sweater when she went downstairs, she couldn't help but shiver when the night wind blew.

Sigh. What a pity. Why didn't the person just let him meet first?

Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen found a place nearby to sit down.

When he came to his senses and wanted to ask Jiang Yan which system it was from, he found that this guy took the cigarette out of his mouth, then stood up and took two steps forward.

"I just met your third brother."

Brother Hua put the cigarette case back in his pocket, and then, without further ado, he just started chatting with Jiang Yan with a cigarette in his mouth.

Jiang Yan waved to Brother Hua, "Brother, let's go first."

But at first glance, these squatting ones are not freshmen.

Song Jiawen snorted coldly, still dissatisfied with his answer.

Brother Hua was bragging about how good-looking and sexy the girl from the foreign language department he liked was, when two girls walked out of the girls' dormitory.

Now, it's lively.

"Hey bro, look, this is what I just caught up with!"

Song Jiawen frowned slightly. She now had a headache when she heard the word "brother". In fact, her eldest brother and second brother were annoying and childish before, so now she didn't want to see them even once.

"Huh? Physics department?" Brother Hua was in disbelief. "Brother, do you have such strong tastes? Mathematics, physics and chemistry are specialized in girls who may have some connotations. However, there are very few girls who apply for physics every year. It would be good to have two or three in a class. , you are blatantly cutting off the truth."

<divclass="contentadv">Jiang Yan smiled and advised him sincerely, "Brother, you can't just judge people by their faces. Girls with inner qualities are sometimes more attractive."

The first one is of average height, with an oval face and big eyes. Her long-sleeved white skirt ties her slender waist so tightly that she can hold it with both hands. Her skirt flutters as she walks, giving her a fairy-like air.

After Jiang Yan left Yu Heng's office, he did not go back to the dormitory directly. Instead, he called Song Jiawen from the campus public phone, and then squatted on the curb under the girls' dormitory No. [-].

It's been almost a month since school started, and the building below the freshmen dormitory is not as deserted as it was at the beginning.

It seems that the intensity of military training is still not enough, but he still has the strength to fall in love.

Jiang Yan raised his hand and pointed at Brother Hua, "Didn't the one he gave me not light up?"

She was almost asleep when she was woken up again.

This morning I pretended to be a student and secretly stood by the playground for a while. His face was the same as when I was a child, it was just longer.

Brother Hua was about to show off his little beauty in a white dress to Jiang Yan, but before he could finish his sentence, Song Jiawen, who was walking behind and still yawning, was revealed.

"Can"

How did this happen?Where did the time come from?

"Brother, would you like one?"

The boy squatting to the left of Jiang Yan looked like an old man at first glance. He glanced at Jiang Yan's squatting posture and felt that it was similar to his own. He thought they were the same kind. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and put it down first. He held it in his mouth, then popped another cigarette out of the cigarette case and handed it to Jiang Yan.

Brother Hua looked at the two people leaving and cursed in his heart, Damn it, is this what you told me about being disrespectful?

Turning his head, he remembered that the little girlfriend he had just chased was still beside him.

I don’t know if smoking is allowed in the school, but I’ve never seen it on campus.

Just look at the few boys squatting on the roadside like him to understand.

Mu Chenyan had a headache, "Didn't I remind you? We just recognized her now, and Xiaosi is not used to our enthusiasm yet. You go to her every day, but be careful and it will backfire on you, and in the end you will avoid us."

And the elementary school girl who shocked him actually walked straight to Jiang Yan and stopped, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Do you smoke?"

You have to give me this face!

He took the cigarette and put it in his mouth as well.

She didn't follow Jiang Yan's words. She turned and tilted her head to look at him, waiting for the key points he was going to say next.

"Your mother wanted to go to Jianglin Village. They found someone to investigate your past, and they also investigated Mr. Song and his wife. What do you think?"

Now when talking about Jianglin Village and the Song family, Song Jiawen is very calm. She has long lost her previous depression and complaints. It's not that she has forgiven them, but that there are more important people she wants to protect. Compared to her grandmother, they really It's not worth mentioning.

Good morning!

Rainy mornings are the best time to sleep, what a pity.