We are not friends anymore!

When the first flock of wild geese flapped their wings and headed south, the cicadas on the tree had disappeared at some point, and the fallen leaves were whirling and falling from the treetops. It was still bustling after school, and students in twos and threes carrying their schoolbags were clamoring for home. direction.

Chu Chu has already put on her autumn school uniform obediently, with a houndstooth woolen sweater over a white shirt and a large coat. The Scottish autumn school uniform is quite to Chu Chu's taste, so it is rare to wear a full set honestly.

"Chuchu, goodbye!" Li Ruanruan waved to Chuchu.

"See you tomorrow." Chu Chu also smiled back at her.

"It's too fast, it will be autumn in a blink of an eye." Chu Chu sighed.

Dad came home, followed by the art festival, and several mock exams and monthly exams. The two-point and one-line days of the student days were boring and dull. The dullness always gives people the illusion of eternity. Of course, nothing is eternal.

"Well, it might rain soon, are you cold?" Song Wenyin looked at the white-washed sky, thinking that there might be another traffic jam tomorrow morning, so she had to get up early.

"It's a bit hot, so I won't be wearing woolen sweaters tomorrow. Let's go, Wen Yin." After speaking, he dragged Song Wenyin to the parking lot.

"Uncle Du, is there anything delicious to eat today?" Chu Chu asked impatiently as soon as she got into the car.

Uncle Du handed her a box of warm egg tarts in a familiar way: "Your Aunt Wang gave it to you, please pad your stomach first."

Chu Chu cheered, "Aunt Wang who knows me!" and rushed forward, and the two of them settled one, suddenly remembered that Miss Song was still watching as the master, so she tried: "Wen Yin, do you want one too? "

Song Wenyin looked at the three big characters on Chu Chu's forehead, "Say no!" Feeling a little bit subtle, she immediately said playfully, "Yes."

This loud and clear pronunciation froze the movement of Chuchu, who was about to put the last egg tart into his mouth, "Oh." That movement called a reluctance to move three times "Here you are." His face was full of displeasure , The peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked, and they were almost wronged to death.

Seeing her stingy look, Song Wenyin was annoyed and funny, put the egg tart back into the person's hand, and coaxed: "I'm just teasing you, why would I want your egg tart? I'll give it all to you."

Chuchu immediately dealt with it like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and then took out the facial tissue beside her and calmly wiped the debris from the corners of her mouth, her whole person seemed to have become elegant and noble.

"Ah? What? Egg tarts. I don't like them very much. If you like them, you can eat them in the future." Chu Chu lifted her chin, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her face was full of desolation.

Song Wenyin was already used to this person's exclusive ability to change his face in a second, and he could easily judge that this cheapskate was probably a little angry and a little grudge.

But if you ask Song Wenyin to talk about it, the answer you get must be "ah, it's a bit naughty, but it's cute."

"A cup of poplar nectar, no more." Song Wenyin said helplessly, trying to continue coaxing.

Chu Chu snorted softly, "There is also a plate of matcha cookies."

Song Wenyin retreated repeatedly: "...Okay."

Chu Chu clapped her hands with Song Wenyin in a "snap!" and said, "Deal!" With a smile on her face, how could she be as glamorous and noble as before?

As soon as I entered the house, the sky was completely dark, and the heavy rain began to pour down.

Aunt Wang said "Fortunately, fortunately" and called Song Wenyin Chuchu to eat.

"My wife and my husband are going on a business trip for a week. The season has changed recently. I think many children are sick. Ladies, please eat well and take care of yourself." Aunt Wang reminded her carefully.

"Understood, please trouble Aunt Wang to miss you." Chu Chu said with a smile, stretching her claws towards a feast.

Chu Luo, who was looking for a good state, wanted to take back Chu Chu, who had troubled the Song family for a long time, but was firmly opposed by the whole Song family.

"Can you cook? Is it delicious? Do you know how to give your child nutrition?"

"Do you know how to use a washing machine? Do you know which clothes are hand-washed and which are machine-washed? Oh, yes, I remember a pink shirt in your closet that seems to be mixed with red clothes and white clothes? Teacher Chu?"

Shen Wan asked Chu Luo a few questions playfully and sarcastically with her eyebrows raised halfway, but Chu Luo couldn't say a word.

"Mr. Chu, you can rest assured that Chu Chu is in our house." Father Song gave Chu Luo a knife with a blank face, and supported his wife.

Chu Luo still hesitated: "But it will inevitably be too much trouble for you..."

Shen Wanqing rolled her eyes gracefully, picked up a cup of tea and didn't want to say anything, Father Song spontaneously filled in the blank: "No, we all like Chuchu."

Chu Luo: "..."

Like something, isn't this my daughter?

Chu Luo felt a little bit of resentment in his heart, but he also knew that Bai Nianjin would occasionally cook for Xiaoguai in the past, and he himself was a teacher, so he didn't have time to cook for Chuchu. The canteen takes care of three meals.

On the contrary, after being sent to Song's house, Guaiguai may have truly experienced the warmth of home, a lamp, a table of hot meals, and many smiling faces.

Chu Luo felt bitter again in his heart, what a failure... this family, this father.

"Babe, do you want to go home with Dad or stay at your Aunt Shen's house?"

Chu Chu looked at the brilliance of hope in Chu Luo's eyes, although she regretted that she couldn't be with Wen Yin anytime, she still said, "I want to go home."

Chu Luo smiled wryly and shook his head. He saw his daughter's hesitation, and he couldn't bear to set foot in such a miserable and cold family, not to mention the children.

He rubbed his daughter's fluffy hair: "Then just stay at your Aunt Shen's house in peace, be obedient."

Chu Chu: "Oooh... huh?!" Nani?Is there something wrong with her Chinese expression?

Father Chu smiled at his daughter, with an expression he knew well.

Chuchu is helpless: Daddy, what do you know...

"I hope you can accept the money. Chuchu may trouble you for a while." Chu Luo took out a stack of pink Grandpa Mao from his wallet, and handed it to Shen Wanqing with a sincere face.

Father Song frowned slightly, and was about to refuse, but Shen Wanqian took it slowly, "Don't, keep it, Teacher An Anchu's heart."

Ever since, Chuchu succeeded in gaining the Song family's long-term meal ticket.

"It's going to cool down tomorrow, so don't take off the woolen sweater." Song Wenyin told Chu Chu.

Standing in front of the huge French windows, Chu Chu looked at the pattering rain outside the window, and the bleak autumn chill formed a light white mist on the glass.

"One autumn rain and one cold..." she murmured softly.

Song Wenyin frowned, "Chuchu, don't stay there, be careful not to catch a cold."

"I know~" Chu Chu was a little helpless, but also a little happy, her family Wen Yin is so virtuous and caring, awesome!

"It's strange to say, why didn't Beibei and Ah Shuang stop talking?" As she walked towards the bed, she asked Song Wenyin casually. It was still like glue, and suddenly no one paid attention to anyone.

"...I don't know." Song Wenyin also found out, but to her, it has little to do with her.

"Ah, then just ignore them." Chu Chu rubbed her half-dry hair and said lazily.It seemed that even the corners of his eyes were stained with the chill of autumn.

It was an unfamiliar color.

Song Wenyin was stunned for a moment, Chuchu seemed to be aware of it, her eyes flashed a little dark, but she provoked an innocent and sincere smile and looked at Song Wenyin: "What's the matter, Wen Yin? Suddenly you look at me like this .”

"No, go to sleep." Song Wenyin lowered her eyes.

Ah, so boring.Chu Chu was somewhat disappointed.

That night, Song Wenyin had a dream. She dreamed that when she was very young, she didn't know what kind of illness she had. Shen Wanqing fed her medicine, small pills, which she thought would be very bitter, but when she ate them, she found that they were sweet. Children They are all greedy for sweetness, and couldn't help but suck it for a while, but in just a short while, the tip of the tongue was instantly filled with a strong bitterness.

Although my father said that my daughter never flicked her tears (what's wrong...), it was really hard, Song Wenyin tried her best to hold back her tears.

While Shen Wanqing was sipping tea, she saw her silly girl looking at her helplessly, whether she was going to cry or not.

"Wen Yin, what did you do?!"

"Why did you drink it for so long? Didn't mom want you to drink it with water?" Shen Wanqing asked her daughter dumbfounded after finally letting her drink the medicine.

"It was sweet at first..." Song Wenyin felt a little wronged.

"Then blame Wen Yin for being too greedy, how can you want to cure a disease and be greedy at the same time?" Shen Wanqing has completely calmed down, she looked at her daughter with a smile, "It can't be like this, the sugar-coated pills are for Wen Yin to be more It's so comfortable to heal, how can Wen Yin consume all the tenderness of others and force it to show its bitter side? This is not good."

"Wen Yin, what are you thinking?" Chu Chu's voice came from beside her ears.

"Mathematics class is too boring, even college bullies are distracted." Yu Hao's twenty-five-eight voice

"Thinking... what to eat tonight." Song Wenyin said seriously, as if she had really gone through the menu in her mind just now.

"Fenfen, the lifeblood of students, it's really boring." Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Yu Hao rolled his eyes, making people feel that he was going to go at any time.

"After so many exams, you still haven't gotten used to it?" Bai Weishuang was woken up by Yu Hao's angry voice, yawned, and spared no effort to mock Yu Hao who disturbed her slumber: "But don't worry, just look at your oily skin With a full posture, it is estimated that no matter how baked it is, it will not be burnt."

Yu Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense with her: "Tonight, Sheng Hao, are you coming?"

"Of course, otherwise why? Go home and study? Who will you teach me, tsk." Bai Weishuang squinted her eyes and played with her pink hair, and agreed casually.

"Will Beibei come?" Yu Hao asked along the way.

"No, thank you." Baobeibei lowered his eyebrows and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Yu Hao shrugged his shoulders with regret, as if he didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them.

"Chu Chu, Miss Song, are you two coming?" Yu Hao also asked a question, and then regretted it after asking. These two are probably useless, and he still wants to tease him.

"Don't go."

"go."

Speaking at the same time, the answer is completely opposite.

The darkness in Chu Chu's eyes deepened: "Wen Yin doesn't want to go? But I do."

Song Wenyin also fell silent for a long time, "Okay."

Yu Hao saw the turbulence between the two, and there was a bit of urgency when watching a blockbuster movie, when masters are fighting each other, and you come and go.

With the mentality of watching the fun and not thinking it's a big deal, Yu Hao really brought these people over.

The name Shenghao is a bit vulgar, but it is said that the boss pursues a vulgarity that is elegant. As one of the best private clubs in the local area, Shenghao has a wide road, a large scene, high enough grade, and of course the price is also terrible.It can be said that there are no ordinary citizens who can come here.

Shenghao was in a building with a glass curtain wall in the city center. It was very strange that there were only a few guards in black around the building when it was clearly the busiest time of day in the city center.The door is slightly opened, and the bright lights inside tell people that there is nothing special here.

"Young Master Yu." Obviously an acquaintance, the upright guard standing at the door called Yu Hao very politely.

Yu Hao let out a "huh" and walked in with a group of people, but when he turned his head, he quietly said to them with some regrets: "There is nothing lively here today, otherwise there will be a beautiful sister in cheongsam and black silk to welcome you." Bin!"

"It's a pity that someone is still a baby. So what if you see it?" Bai Weishuang said disdainfully.

Yu Hao choked: "Then what's the matter, the young master is still underage! Bai Weishuang, what do you think all day long, you will be soaked in a pig cage if you put it in ancient times!"

As soon as they entered the door, the interior was completely European-style Baroque and complicated decoration, with oil paintings hanging on the wall, and a smiling waiter led them to the reserved private room.

Chu Chu admired the gorgeous decoration to the extreme, but it was very unsightly to calculate how far it was from being dilapidated.

"Forget it Yu Hao! If you don't want to come, don't come!" came a violent female voice.Looking inside, there are several men and women in the private room. They are well-dressed and have flirtatious features. They are not law-abiding citizens.The one who spoke had haircuts, heavy makeup, and sequined clothes that dazzled the eyes.

Others didn't dare to do this. Although they were not very old, they followed their elders in various scenes and relationships, and they already knew the way of subduing others and watching others order food. They knew that Yu Hao was not easy to mess with, and the rest of them Just call out very politely: "Young Master Yu." "Brother Yu."

"Don't worry, let's see who I brought here?" Yu Hao was not angry, on the contrary, he pointed to the few people behind him enthusiastically.

"Tch, who else can you bring here, isn't it Bai..." The girl suddenly widened her eyes, adding a bit of childishness: "Song, Song Wenyin!"

Song Wenyin looked at the other party indifferently, feeling very dissatisfied with the smoky atmosphere here, and even more frustrated when she thought that Chu Chu was coming.

So Miss Song, who was not in a happy mood, looked at the girl with unfriendly eyes: "Well, I am, who are you?"

The girl became even more excited, pointing at Song Wenyin with anger and sadness: "You actually forgot about me?!"

Song Wenyin frowned, dodging the direction of the opponent's finger without any trace, and the look of surprise floated on the surface.

But Chuchu laughed out loud, seeing everyone looking at her, she half leaned on Song Wenyin and waved at him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But, don't you invite us to sit in?"