I also want to pull wool today

--a few minutes ago

"Mr. Bai, how old are you still eating candy?" Song Nan leaned against the shelf and looked at him.

As soon as he entered the second floor, Bai Jin pulled a car and went straight to the snack area. Wearing glasses and well-dressed, he looked at the very serious people's teacher, who was rushing around the corner pushing a shopping cart.

Song Nan followed behind him slowly.

"What's the matter? Do you have an opinion?" Bai Jin bowed his body to look for candy: "Make food for my brother, besides, eating candy is not against the law."

"Yes, how could I have any objection." Song Nan watched him put down the gummy candy: "According to what I know, eating too much candy means you are suffering."

Bai Jin took the self-consciousness of a teacher and didn't bother to pay attention to him: "If you want to say that, then I won't deny it. I'm suffering. Not only is it bitter, but it's like eating jujubes."

"What are you sour? You're such a grown-up." Song Da's psychological expert wandered to his left and helped to leave an empty space in the shopping cart: "It took so long to pick out sugar? What do you eat, boil white sugar?"

"It's a snowflake crisp full of my brother's care. My brother doesn't like sweets." Bai Jin said softly, "You look like everyone. I'm curious how Beibei lived. You were like this in high school, floating around. , I don’t like leaving home.”

He was still struggling, and weighed two packs of marshmallows with both hands.

In line with the reason that adults don't make choices, he still put two bags of cotton candy in the car, and took out a box of old-fashioned coconut candy: "Bring it to your sister for me, anyway, I'm his brother."

Song Nan looked at him and the corners of her lips turned up: "Then I will thank you for her, and I will go home tonight. Next time, be more practical and just pay."

Bai Jin: "...you go away."

He continued to look at the clock on his wrist: "It's too late today, Ah Cha is still waiting for me to go home, Mr. Song please-follow me." He walked a few steps and recalled the approximate location of the vegetable area.

Song Nan naturally followed up unconditionally: "Well—the reason? Where are you going?"

The other party turned back: "Take Mr. Song to learn about the happiness of the kitchen."

It is worth mentioning that Mr. Song also received a blank stare from Mr. Bai.

——Latest time

Tsundere Ghost saw his younger brother who was supposed to be at home: "Chacha?"

The two members of the Bai family stared wide-eyed, and Lin Zicheng was unilaterally angry with Song Nan through the gap between the shelves.

Otherwise, Mr. Bai has good eyesight. He just turned a slight angle and saw that kid next to his brother: "It's late at night, why are you two together again?"

Lin Zicheng bowed: "Brother, good evening!"

Bai Jin gave a stiff smile - with complicated emotions.

The older brother lowered his head and pinched his younger brother's arm, feeling like a mother that he was not cold, so he asked, "Aren't you at home?"

When the younger brother looked up, his face remained unchanged: "Coincidentally, you have something to do at school."

"I...school...come out to meet someone after the school is finished." Bai Jin couldn't speak clearly, so he simply threw a fire at Song Nan who was watching the fun behind him: "This is my friend, you met when you were young, come here Song Nan who played at home."

"When I was a child, can I do it in the first year of junior high school?" Bai Cha hated the word "childhood".

Song Nan was brought up innocently, so he had no choice but to ignore Lin Zicheng's behavior and stand still in front of Bai Cha: "I am your brother's friend. Good evening, Ah Cha."

"..." Baicha blinked twice, one was cramped, the other was not used to it, and the third was feeling weird: "Hello."

What does Song Nan do?The eyes are deep, as if to spy on people's hearts.

Song Nan smiled, carefully gave Lin Zicheng a look, turned around and pushed the cart to urge his friend to turn around: "It's normal for them to stay late, let's go, take me to experience the fireworks in the world."

Bai Jin took a few steps forward and then stopped: "Wait a minute, you go behind, my brother is with me."

"Huh?" Song Nan turned his head and met Lin Zicheng's eyes, and he shook Bai Jin's head: "Mr. Bai, your brother is very controlling."

Bai Jin naturally ignored him: "Go away."

He also let go of his hand, and greeted Lin Zicheng politely.

"Do you know each other?" Bai Cha didn't show any expression, and seemed to be just asking casually.

Song Nan is a fine person, he smiled softly: "Of course I don't know each other, I only hear your brother mentioning you often."

"Oh." Bai Cha walked forward, and when he remembered, he turned around and told Lin Zicheng: "Since you don't know each other, Lin Zicheng, then you should get along well and communicate with each other."

Lin Zicheng: "..."

Lao Bai, you just throw me to this fox? ?

Whoever made you all deny the relationship of acquaintance, I don't care about you.

The plot rhythm of a tracking mission did not develop according to the routine, and it evolved into Baicha and his brother walking in front, and Lin Zicheng and Song Nan walking behind.

Song Nan took control of the shopping cart and forcibly slowed down the speed of their group.

"You guys come here to buy so much puffed food?" Song Nan looked at Lin Bai's shopping cart, teased, and then whispered, "You'll become more and more irritable."

Lin Zicheng pursed his lips: "You don't have to worry about eating."

"Since they're in front, I'll just say it straight." Song Nan's voice was low, with a strange feeling of emptiness: "You ran away last time, and I didn't mention it to Aunt Lin. Tell me why."

In fact, Lin Zicheng was also willing to change the conversation. He looked at the white tea with his brother in front of him, and thought about what Lao Bai said by the river that day.Song Nan studied psychology, so she couldn't be fooled.He only gave a solid reply: "I don't want to go."

Song Nan nodded satisfied with his honest answer, and the wheels of the shopping cart rolled softly: "I remember you used to call the treatment a vacation."

"Who is sick and likes to go to the hospital for vacation—" the patient shook his head.

"No, I am a private clinic."

"I'm too lazy to talk, I can't talk to you." The rebellious teenager showed off, "But I have something to ask you, what are your plans with his brother tonight."

There is a goldfish in the eyes, and many rotten flowers are silent.

"I don't have any plans." Song Nan replied to him like this, shaking her head slightly, as if there was something wrong with it.

Song Nan was frank but not honest, and it was natural for her not to be frank.

Lin Zicheng didn't believe it. According to Song Nan's taste, he couldn't follow the good luck of the supermarket to follow the rhythm: "Do you have any intentions? When did you know his brother? Did you know Ah Cha before me? You—"

"Hush—talk too much, what should he do if he hears it?" Song Nan pointed to Bai Cha's back: "Besides, tonight is just me and my old classmate, chatting."

Song Nan didn't intend Lin Zicheng to answer anything, he seemed to be talking to himself: "If you want me to keep it a secret? Okay, then next time you have to come and talk to me about your goldfish."

"Go away! I don't."