you have to talk to me

As soon as the school bell rang, the movement of chairs and tables in the entire classroom echoed.Hou Wen turned around and asked Feng Jimeng, "Do you want to go to the small supermarket?"

Feng Jimeng packed her things slowly, and shook her head.

"Then what do you eat, I'll bring it for you."

Jian Hang urged, "Think about it quickly, it may happen that people have uneaten bread and undrinked water every time." After speaking, he gave Hou Wen a hard look, and he was still brooding over the bottle of water.

"Let's go together then."

It's getting colder, and it's getting dark earlier. After school at a quarter past five, it's already dark.The small supermarket in the school is not a real supermarket, but in a low house next to the cafeteria, there are small door faces with crowded doors, selling snacks, stationery, copy shops, grocery stores, pancake shops, milk tea shops... It looks like The lotus seeds are crowded in the lotus pod.When school is over, the narrow aisle between the store and the storefront is crowded with students.

Feng Jimeng seldom comes to the school's supermarket. To buy water, she buys it from the vending machine in the teaching building, and she won't rush to grab food during peak hours. Now her face is full of resistance.Hou Wen and Jian Hang didn't make things difficult for him, they squeezed into the snack shop near the entrance and asked him to wait outside.Hou Wen grabbed three sandwiches, raised his hand and asked Feng Jimeng, "Do you want to eat this?"

"Ah."

"Do you want a hot dog?"

"Ah."

"Boss, help me get some oden and three bottles of pulsation." Hou Wen skillfully and quickly took the food and drink, and handed them to Jian Hang.When squeezing out to check out, Jian Hang scanned the QR code.

Jian Hang is the key to the volleyball hall, they have the first ones, they sit on the floor and share the food.

Feng Jimeng asked Jian Hang, "How much?"

"It's not a few dollars, forget it."

But seeing that Feng Jimeng was still fiddling with the transfer page of his mobile phone while staring at him, it didn't mean to forget it, Jian Hang was a little awkward, "Remember when you invited us to barbecue that day, actually I didn't intend to ask you to I."

"Oh." Feng Jimeng put back the phone and continued to bite the sandwich.

Hou Wen bumped Feng Jimeng's shoulder, "Jian Hang doesn't mean that you two are even, as you think, but a friend treats you. You treat me once, and I treat you once." He took the last string of fish balls To Feng Jimeng.

Jian Hang couldn't let go of his face, "Do you know what I mean? Don't explain randomly."

"I only know that Captain Jane has a deadly tsundere, and he only thinks about how to get along with you in private."

Jian Hang kicked Hou Wen, "You know what the hell, I'm for the team."

"Feng Jimeng, to be honest, I personally don't like you very much, but that's not important. You will be selected as an official team member, and then we will play together. If I want to win the first place next year, I will let go of my prejudice against you So you have to treat the game well and communicate with everyone more, which is also your responsibility to the team."

"Oh."

Seeing that Feng Jimeng didn't seem to be able to communicate well, Captain Jian died down before finishing his heartfelt conversation.

"What are you talking about?" The door was pushed open with a "bang", Zhang Jiarui ran over, sat down cross-legged, and unceremoniously took Oden from their box.

Not long after, all the team members came, and Yang Fan arrived, so Jian Hang took the initiative to organize everyone to start training.

Feng Jimeng noticed that Yang Fan had made a lot of phone calls recently.It was like this when I was doing my homework in his shop yesterday. Yang Fan sat in the office for a while and would go out to answer the phone, or with his legs crossed, tapping the screen to reply to messages.There was also practice today, and from time to time I could hear the vibrating sound of the phone in his pocket when he was close. He would reply to messages during the break, and even went out to answer the phone in the middle.As soon as the practice was over, he went to the edge of the field and made a phone call.

Feng Jimeng is very familiar with this scene, so familiar that his brain hurts and his eyes swell. His father does this every time he comes home. Behind the frequent phone calls, there is another mistress.

He didn't know who was behind Yang Fan's phone, but he had a hunch that it was Su Minglang.

He has already chased him according to Su Minglang's request, and basically responded to every request. Every time he went out with him and had a date with Su Minglang, Feng Jimeng would invite him to dinner and buy him things.Even if we don't meet each other, Su Minglang will send him the payment link.Feng Jimeng was always burning with anger, not because he was unwilling to spend money for such a person, but because Yang Fan actually liked such a person, because he was jealous.

After practice, Feng Jimeng threw off everyone, ran to the front, and waited for Yang Fan on the only way.

He squatted down at a streetlight, and as soon as he squatted down, he heard a thin cry from the grass.Feng Jimeng glanced into the grass, and met a pair of big green eyes.A three-colored cat with a white background looked at him and barked again.

Feng Jimeng smiled, imitating the cat's "meow", and the kitten barked at him again.Feng Jimeng responded to it again and extended his hand.The kitten took two steps back, but seeing that the hand was only stretched out, not approaching, it stopped.Feng Jimeng hugged her schoolbag, put the lower part of her face under her arms, stared at the kitten, gave another "meow", and moved her fingers, the kitten boldly took a step towards him.Just when the little cat's head was about to touch his finger, the cat's ears moved, then quickly turned its head, got into the grass, and disappeared.

"What are you doing here?" As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan's legs were already in front of Feng Jimeng.

Feng Jimeng took another look into the dark grass, stood up, and followed Yang Fan.

"Wait for you."

Yang Fan didn't ask why Feng Jimeng was waiting for him, it wouldn't be a good thing anyway.In fact, he was also troubled, Feng Jimeng was different from other suitors, Yang Fan had been entangled before, but those methods of dealing with it were not applicable to Feng Jimeng.He is at a sensitive age, and his thinking and thinking are obviously different from those of his peers. Besides, Yang Fan still has a lot of sympathy for him.

Yang Fan was in a dilemma and couldn't find a suitable solution. He had been discussing the solution with Yu Gang for the past two days. After he rejected Yu Gang's immoral suggestions one by one, he came to his own conclusion. Go by yourself.Children's pictures are fresh for a while, so they should quickly divert attention.

Feng Jimeng caught up with Yang Fan, and asked straightforwardly, "Do you like Su Minglang?"

Yang Fan was quite surprised, but quickly replied, "Classmate Feng, is there anything you should be concerned about?"

I don't know where Feng Jimeng came to this conclusion, anyway, his mind is thinking wildly all day long.But Yang Fan couldn't answer him directly to this question. Once he answered, it showed an attitude - you are allowed to intervene in my love life.

"Don't like Su Minglang, don't be with him, Yang Fan."

"It's Teacher Yang." Yang Fan glanced at Feng Jimeng, and emphasized again, "Whether I like someone or not, and who I'm with is not your business, nor is it your business. Feng Jimeng , don't do such boring things."

"Yang Fan, he is not what you think, he is not a good person, he..."

The more Yang Fan listened, the more outrageous he became, he stopped him with unhappy eyes.

"Stop talking, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I'll say it again, first, call Teacher Yang, and second, don't cross the line."

"may have……"

"Still, don't sow discord and speak ill of others behind their backs, you know? This is a moral issue."

Walking to the car wash shop, the Tianleng shop is also closed early now, and the five fronts are deserted, except for an old man pushing a cart and selling roasted sweet potatoes.

Yang Fan bought a few, impatiently distributed one to Feng Jimeng, and stopped one for him when he saw an empty taxi.

"It's getting late, you go home quickly." He said and pushed the man into the car.

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Moe, are you lying to me?

What did Lang Yue lie to you?money?

Meng you let me chase you, and you flirt with others.

Feng Jimeng originally called "Yang Fan", but felt it was too deliberate, so she changed it to someone else.

Isn't this normal for Lang Yue? I only agree to let you chase me, but I don't agree to let you chase me.

I'll buy you everything you want.

Langyue has it, but other people bought it for me, so I want to compare, who buys it for me more willingly and willingly.

Feng Jimeng squeezed the phone tightly, veins popped out on his forehead, he was almost pissed off by Su Minglang.Could it be that Yang Fan also bought him a lot of things?Thinking of this, Feng Jimeng became even angrier.

Meng, what do you want me to do so that I can catch up.

Langyue is cute, there is no necessary relationship between chasing and chasing, if you can chase after, then there will be no such thing as falling in love.

Feng Jimeng had nothing to say, but felt that his chest was full of anger that he had nowhere to vent. If Su Minglang was right in front of him, he might have already pounced on him.But across the screen, he has no opponent at all.

Meng, don't call me cute.

Doesn't Langyuemeng mean cute? You are younger than me, so don't you mean cute?

Feng Jimeng was so angry that she threw her phone on the bed.

There was a sudden burst of laughter and screaming downstairs, and then he heard his mother excitedly say that he had a grand slam, four times.Feng Jimeng pulled off the quilt irritably and covered her head.

He was just bored to death.

It annoyed Su Minglang to death, and also the noisy women and mahjong sounds downstairs.

The phone rang suddenly, he frowned and took it to look, there was a call from Su Ming Lang, and he hung up unceremoniously.But soon the message rang again.

Lang Yue, are you jealous that I played with other men?

Meng you think too much.

Langyue, if you don't want me to play with other men, you don't have to chase me to accept their gifts.

What do you want me to do again?

Langyue, you can still take care of me.There is an emotional contract for chasing, there is a contract for nurturing, and there are restrictions on my emotions and behaviors where I want to be the same, and I am only loyal to you.

Feng Jimeng frowned.Baoyang, these two words make him instinctively loathe them, but at least they can keep Yang Fan away from such people.

How much does it cost to support you?

Little friend Langyue, are you sure you have enough pocket money?

How cute?

A man who wanted to take care of me in Langyue said he would give me a flat, plus [-] monthly pocket money.In your case, the house is no longer needed, maybe [-] a month.

Cute deal.I will give you money to meet on weekends, but starting today, you are not allowed to chat with other men.

Wouldn't it be okay for Lang Yue and the men she met at work?

Moe, you still have to go to work?

Langyue, if you don't like me, I won't work.What about the courier?I always order takeout.

Moe strangers can.

What about the male relatives in Langyue's family?

Feng Jimeng understood that Su Minglang was playing with him, and he was so angry that he mistyped several words.

Meng, if you continue with this attitude, just pretend that what happened just now never happened.

I'm sorry Langyue, I was wrong, I will only listen to you from now on, I will do whatever you want me to do.

How is Long Yue, dear?

Feng Jimeng dropped the phone again with a dark face.