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

Jiang Yan squinted at He Yitang's leaving figure, not very happy.

The way this guy looked at Gaga made him extremely uncomfortable.

The second child also saw the clues and said in surprise, "He must be thirty, so old..."

"Not thirty, one year younger than my second brother."

Jiang Yan glanced sideways at Mu Jiawen, "You remember clearly."

"What's the best way to have a good memory?"

She didn't notice the sourness in Jiang Yan's words at all, and turned to introduce him to the second child, "He is the son of my mother's good friend. He studied abroad before. He will probably graduate this time."

The second child glanced at her and said, "He is not as tall as my brother, not as handsome as my brother, and not as tasteful as my brother."

These words had nothing to do with what Mu Jiawen said before, but she actually nodded and said in agreement, "That's right!"

Jiang Yan's mood improved instantly. When the dishes were served, he cooked meat, vegetables, and meatballs for her...

The three of them came out of the hot pot restaurant after eating and drinking. Mu Jiawen had long forgotten about He Yitang. She didn't even turn her head when she went out, so He Yitang had to put down his raised hand in frustration.

Jiang Yan caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

It was already the time when the lights were on, the second child returned to Xinyu, and Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen strolled back to school slowly.

Looking at the denim shorts and short skirts worn by girls all over the street, a refreshing feeling hits my face.

Mu Jiawen asked Jiang Yan accusingly, "Why can't I wear shorts? Long pants are very hot."

She bought a pair of denim shorts with Liang Yujun and the others. They were very cool, but they only wore them once before Jiang Yan stopped them.

She now wears a T-shirt and pants every day.

Jiang Yan held her hand and looked straight, "You attract mosquitoes. Wearing shorts will easily get bitten by mosquitoes. If you turn around, your legs will be covered."

"You can spray toilet water on it."

"Now mosquitoes have evolved and are immune to toilet water."

Mu Jiawen suspected that he was talking nonsense. She turned to glare at him and stopped walking.

Jiang Yan was unmoved and asked, "Would you like to eat ice cream?"

After the words fell, before Mu Jiawen could answer, there was a sudden crashing sound from the barbecue restaurant across the road, followed by the sound of a wine bottle hitting the ground, and a series of screams, making it full of noise.

The two of them followed the sound and saw that outside the open-air barbecue restaurant, there were two tables of people standing and tense.

But there was a person sitting at one of the tables, and Jiang Yan was very familiar with him.

It's Jing Junyang.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and said to Mu Jiawen, "Go over and take a look."

The two crossed the street and walked into the barbecue restaurant. As soon as they arrived not far away, they heard a female voice saying sharply--

"Jing Junyang, what do you want? We have broken up, and if you...you keep pestering us, we can't be together again?"

Jiang Yan:? ? ?

Holy shit, what's going on?

Jing Junyang is entangled?

Jiang Yan was confused. The two tables almost got into a fight over the relationship. Is it because of the girl?

Isn't it?

At this time, I heard Jing Junyang sneer and say, "Lin Miao, do you think too damn highly of yourself? Why bother with me? Have I said a word to you since the day I broke up with you?"

"Then why do you come here to eat? Isn't it because we are here, on purpose?"

"You did it on purpose. How fucking dare you think that the barbecue restaurant belongs to your family?"

"you......"

"If you don't want to eat, get out of here. Don't fucking affect my appetite."

Lin Miao was so angry that her eyes were red with tears welling up in her eyes when she heard that Jing Junyang was not polite at all. She looked pitiful.

The boy standing next to her said with an unhappy face, "Jing Junyang, do you have the nerve to bully a girl?"

Jing Junyang glanced at him sideways and grinned, "It's so fucking embarrassing for you to pick up something I've used. Why should I be embarrassed?"

As soon as he said this, the boy's and Lin Miao's expressions suddenly changed, especially Lin Miao's. She was trembling with anger, her face was pale, and she looked at Jing Junyang with eyes that wanted to eat him alive.

The boy's eyes were even more gloomy, and he clenched his fists with both hands, but under the unkind look of a tall and strong boy who stood up at the other table, he slowly unclenched his fists. He turned around and left with his two companions, dragging Lin Miao with him.

They all stand up to show off their strength, but who is stronger and who is weaker can be seen at a glance.

A good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, well, that's fine!

Jiang Yan glanced at the ground. He probably stood up too hard and hit the table, causing the beer bottle placed on it to fall. This gave people the feeling of starting a fight.

He took two steps forward and looked at Jing Junyang, with a playful look on his face, "I didn't expect you to still be reluctant to leave me. Are you trying to be jealous?"

"Stop fucking gloating."

Jing Junyang was helpless, "I just took my buddies out to have a barbecue, how could I know that I would meet them? Let's meet them if we meet them, and everyone can have their own thing. Who knew that women have so many dramas in their hearts, and what the hell do you think I am?" I came here because of her, so shameless!"

"Isn't it the second time that Yu Chao likes to pry into your corner?"

After a boy next to him finished speaking, another one said, "Lao Jing, does this Goubi have a crush on you? Damn, he just picked up what you talked about. What kind of hobby is this? I seriously doubt that he actually likes you. .”

"Fuck you, can you please stop disgusting me?"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Young people are just having fun watching this bunch of shit.

Jing Junyang asked Jiang Yan to sit down, he waved his hand, turned around and left with Mu Jiawen.

Once again, I feel that his stinky girl is more direct, innocent and cute.

They went to a nearby store and bought two different ice cream sticks, and the two of them licked them while going back to school.

When entering the cobblestone path with few street lights, Jiang Yan stood in the shadows and turned around, "What does your smell smell like? Let me have a taste."

Mu Jiawen did not doubt that he was there, and turned around to pass the ice cream in her hand, but the back of her head was suddenly held, and Jiang Yan kissed her...

After a while, "The orange flavor is quite sweet."

"...It's all melted, and it's all your fault."

"Then you eat mine."

"Yours melted too."

"It hasn't melted in your mouth, it tastes like grapes, you have a taste."

"..."

On the weekend, before going to the electronics factory, Jiang Yan went to the small commodity market.

He went to the cloth selling area and searched for half an hour, and finally selected three materials that were cool to the touch, had a droopy feel and were not easy to deform when made into trousers, similar to the modal of later generations.

He was actually not familiar with this thing, but he vaguely remembered the community where he rented a house in his previous life. Grandma often bought anti-mosquito pants for her grandson in the summer. Children ran around wearing thin and cool trousers, which were indeed better than half the size. Shorts are much safer.

Some are still open.

I consulted a cloth seller and it happened that he also made clothes. Jiang Yan briefly described the style of pants he wanted, as well as Mu Jiawen's height and leg length. Well, he measured it with his hands last night. He may not be very accurate, but these pants are tied at the ankles, so it doesn't matter if they are longer.

When he came back from the electronics factory in the afternoon, he brought six pairs of anti-mosquito pants of different colors to Mu Jiawen.