if time doesn't run aground

The strong aroma of curry filled the air, arousing the appetite of the students who had been tortured crazy by the exam.

That's why there is a saying: The cafeteria is my forever home.

Of course, this sentence was said by Wang Yuan.

As soon as Wang Junkai found a seat in the cafeteria, he was surrounded by girls. They would feel embarrassed, but they just sat near Wang Junkai and didn't occupy the chair opposite him.

He buried his head in eating, and after a long time, he got used to it.

With a "snap", a plate fell on the table in front of Wang Junkai.He looked up, and saw Luo Xia who was furious.

"Did you take the wrong medicine again?"

"Take care of your Wang Yuan!!! Tell him not to eat other people's snacks casually!" Luo Xia sat heavily opposite Wang Junkai, the chair slid across the floor and made a creaking sound, which was ear-piercing and cautious.

Less than ten seconds after Luo Xia vented his temper, Wang Yuan leisurely paced between Wang Junkai and Luo Xia to taste the delicious curry rice.

"What's there to be angry about, why don't you just eat your cake." Wang Yuan's voice was lazy, mixed with a coquettish ending, making Wang Junkai choke and cough.

"What about yesterday's rice balls?"

"...that was an accident."

"What about the biscuits from two days ago?"

"...It was also an accident."

"My potato chips! Shredded squid! Where's Coke!"

"..."

"You don't even blink when you steal food~"

"...I see that you have so many snacks, if you can't eat them, they will go bad, so I help you eat them." Wang Yuan's excuse involved alien planets.

"Who wants you to help me!" "I don't care, you have to hire me a Haagen-Dazs for a week, otherwise I will go back and fill your Chinese homework book with your name, and then report to the teacher that you practice signing in class! "

"I want to eat ice cream too." Wang Junkai interjected quietly.

"Okay, plus Mrs. Kay, treat the two of us to Haagen-Dazs for a week~"

Wang Yuan's gaze shifted away from Curry, his star-like pupils were full of anger that had no place to vent, and he looked at Luo Xia resentfully.

The corner of Luo Xia's mouth curled up proudly.

Wang Junkai looked at the two of them, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow, Mr. Luo's vicissitudes of face and worried persuasion soaked his thoughts.His daughter, the only sustenance.He didn't want Luo Xia to be involved in the criticism and controversy of the media. After so many years of struggling, he saw it through.

The entertainment industry in other people's mouth is just a short term.

But in fact, it's not.

What is that fact?Wang Junkai asked this when he was a child.

President Luo left him with a faint smile.

In the afternoon, Luoxia ate Haagen-Dazs with satisfaction.The hazy and lengthy summer solstice fades away.

We call it sleep time.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, and the black screen lit up, it was a text message.

"The day after tomorrow, type the end of the final article as a manuscript and send it to Cora"

Signed by Dad.

"Who is it?" Wang Yuan swallowed the ice cream and engaged in a boring guessing game with Wang Junkai.

"My Father."

Wang Junkai's hands trembled, and no one noticed his slight frown.

"Your dad? Why did he ask you? Teach you to sing "Little Star?" Wang Yuan mocked imitating the immature voice of a child.

When Wang Junkai was still cold for a second and didn't know what to say, Wang Yuan helped him find the steps.He took over the conversation smoothly and asked, "Yes, are you two going to participate in variety shows too? I don't think you are suitable. On the one hand, you are too shaky, and on the other hand... you are too old. Don't put other children Terrified~"

Sometimes necessary complaints can cover up inner panic.But, don't take it too far.

Luo Xia put down the phone expressionlessly and said, "I'll just check and receive a text message, what about it?"

"I'm going to make a call in the future, can you both get the latest scientific research on environmental pollution?"

"..."

In history class, Luo Xia was fiddling with his mobile phone on the desk.God knows the deadline will be the day after tomorrow!The densely packed text is entered between the arrangement of pinyin combinations, which is another vague and skinny ending.

Cities made of steel and concrete have taught us to daydream appropriately when our hopes are slim.So some people created novels to escape reality.

The history teacher is still talking about the past and the present, and the glasses are like thick wine bottle bottoms mixed on the bridge of the nose.

The learned blind man.

Wang Yuan was playing with Luo Xia's hair behind his back, the class time was always the longest, so he tied all the strands of hair into knots, perfect!

Of course, at this time he didn't expect the consequences at all.

After sending out the electronic manuscript, Luo Xia breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head, so he touched it.

tragedy.

She rushed to the barbershop immediately after school and had a pear-blossom haircut.The hair is thin and thick like black silk forging, hanging down like flowing water, tired and wanting to rest.Seeing the strands of long hair that had been left for two years slowly shortening in the mirror, Luo Xia's anger rushed to his temples.

Wang Yuan was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, his hat covered his bangs, and his eyes were lowered, like a child who made a mistake waiting for his parents' criticism.

"Don't stand there pretending to be pitiful! Have you never thought about the consequences of this matter, and if you are bored, wrap your hair!"

"I……"

"What are you! I provoked you and provoked you, you are every day! Can't stop for a while!"

The barber who had been watching the battle silently asked cautiously, "Is he your boyfriend?"

"He is my enemy!!!"

Wang Yuan raised his eyes with an innocent face.

"Yeah~Wang Yuanna" the barber was amazed, what a breaking news that a popular youth writer and an idol have come together.

An angel's smile always confuses many people, so does Wang Yuan's.

The hairdresser exhorts "forgive your boyfriend" with gossip over the noise of the hair dryer.

"I'll say it again, he's my enemy! Focus on this~ ok?" Luo Xia pointed at his hair and yelled.

Wang Yuan in the mirror continued to lower his head.

After all these years, he was still so naughty and childish, and she was still so frizzy and fiery.

A natural couple destined by fate.