Sakura Rain Ruiwen

five years ago

As the sole heir of the Meng Group, Meng Rui did not live a high-profile life like some rich children. He was similar to ordinary people. He passed the best high school in the city with excellent grades, and his grades were also among the best. Few of the classmates who play well know his true identity, except for a few children of parents and family friends.

Wang Bowen is also one of the students in that high school. He is the first grader who receives scholarships all the year round. Because of his poor family background,

Whenever he has leisure time on weekends, he will go to a local park with a lot of people to set up a stall to sell hand cakes.Among all kinds of stalls, Wang Bowen's business is still very good, because his fair and handsome appearance, and his cheerful and warm smile all day long attracted many students and mothers nearby He brings his children to visit, and he has researched a special method himself, which makes the pancakes very fragrant, and the ingredients inside are also sufficient, so every time he opens a stall, his business is very good.

It was the weekend, and Meng Rui rode a little sheep that he had just learned to go out to join his friends and was going to see an art exhibition.When passing the park, because there were too many people, his driving skills were not proficient, and he seemed to be bumped by someone from behind. He forgot to brake, and bumped into a stall before stopping.

At this time, Wang Bowen, who was packing up his things and preparing to meet the next batch of customers, felt that he was being pulled aside by his arm, and then he saw that the stall where he made hand pancakes was hit by someone, and the ingredients for making hand pancakes were spilled all over the place. land.And the culprit was sitting on the little sheep at this moment, staring at all this in a daze, as if he didn't know what to do.

Wang Bowen shook his head helplessly, and squatted down to start packing up. After a while, it should be the best time for business, but the raw materials are no longer usable, so we had to close the stall early. Wang Bowen felt distressed thinking about it.

"I'm sorry." Meng Rui quickly reacted and apologized. After putting away the little sheep, he came to help clean it up. "I will compensate you for the loss."

Wang Bowen smiled with a good temper, "No need, there is no big loss." After speaking, he got up and put the useless materials into a bag, ready to find a trash can on the road and throw them away.

"No, I have to pay for it!" Meng Rui said while touching his trouser pockets, but his face turned dark, "I forgot to bring my wallet and mobile phone..."

"It's okay, there's really not much money." Wang Bowen packed up the stall and prepared to leave.

Meng Rui was in a hurry, and suddenly remembered to take out a post-it note from the schoolbag on his back, and scribbled something on it, "This is my mobile phone number, you add me on WeChat, and I will send you a red envelope when the time comes."

"Okay, I just didn't bring my mobile phone, so I'll add you when I go home." Seeing Meng Rui's insistence, Wang Bowen took the post-it note in his hand with a smile, put it in his pocket, and pushed the stall away.

When Wang Bowen returned home, he rented a ten-square-meter single room. Although it was not big, it was just right for one person to live in, and there was just an open space outside the door to park his stall, so he was quite satisfied with it.After setting up the stall, he went to the nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables and came back. He had to go to school again tomorrow and had to prepare the meals for the day.An aunt in the canteen happens to be his current neighbor, and she will help him heat up meals in the canteen’s microwave at noon, so that he can save a lot of money every month.

After dinner, Wang Bowen cleaned up the kitchen and the dishes, and hurried to take a shower. Although the landlord provided hot water, the time was from 8:10 to [-]:[-] in the evening. After this time, he could only take a cold shower.After taking a shower, there is laundry. Most single boys like to pile their clothes as high as a mountain before washing, but Wang Bowen likes to wash clothes every day, because he likes to feel clean and fresh.After washing the clothes and drying them, and then scrolling through Weibo for a while, Wang Bowen, who felt dull, went to sleep.

But he didn't fall asleep quickly, because he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, and he tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before jumping up from the bed, "Ah, that piece of paper——"

He took out the crumpled post-it note from his wet trousers, the handwriting on it had been mushy, and it was impossible to see what it was. Wang Bowen thought that he didn't intend to ask others to make any compensation, so I didn't get entangled anymore, and threw the note into the trash can, and fell asleep quickly after climbing into bed.

Meng Rui has been very depressed these days, because since yesterday, he has been thinking about the owner of the pancake stall yesterday.That person looked very young, and he was probably helping his family watch the stall temporarily. His eyes were bright and beautiful like stars, and his smile made people feel very warm.Meng Rui waited for him to add his WeChat, and took out his phone as soon as he got home, but after waiting for a day, there was still no movement from the phone.He didn't want to wait anymore, and decided to go back to the park to find someone, but when he went to a familiar place, there was no one he expected to see.After asking the nearby stall owners, I found out that the children who sell hand pancakes only appear every weekend.Meng Rui finally made it to the weekend, excitedly waiting from morning to afternoon, and the next day from morning to night again, but still saw no one.

Because it is inconvenient to sell the hand-cooked cakes at night, Wang Bowen has always felt that the time at night is too wasteful. On this day, one of his friends wanted to relocate to another place, so he sublet the shop in the night market without charging a transfer fee. gave him.Wang Bowen inspected it for two days after taking over, and decided to buy a bunch of trinkets from Alibaba to sell, so he was busy stocking up on new items during the two days of the weekend, and rushed to sell them all on Sunday night. Once it's set up, it's ready to open the shop on Monday.

Fate is something that you may not be able to ask for when you want it, but it may appear in front of you at an inadvertent moment.

Meng Rui, who had been having a dull life for more than a week, was invited to go shopping by a friend. That friend was pursuing a little girl who liked cute things recently. He was embarrassed to buy such things by himself, for fear that others would think he was a pervert. So I took Meng Rui to take a look together.

The two came to the busiest night market in the urban area, strolled around for a while, and stepped into a newly opened shop. Meng Rui didn't expect to meet the person he had missed for more than a week so easily, "It's you!"

"You are?" Wang Bowen asked suspiciously.

"You don't remember me?" Meng Rui was a little disappointed, "I was the one who bumped into your pancake stall, why didn't you add me on WeChat?"

"Oh, it's you..." Wang Bowen scratched his hair and said embarrassedly, "The phone number was washed away by water."

"Then you add me on WeChat now!" Meng Rui said as he took out his phone.

"Ok."

The fate of the two of them began so calmly.