delicate flowers and weeds

Tang Xing was staying at her aunt's house in Beicheng. She was invited to participate in the art exhibition and talk about pen business. She was short on time, so she took time out of her busy schedule to visit her younger brother.

After watching it, she stepped on high heels, gave birth to a 1.8-meter strong woman, shook her head and left.

She just turned her head and raised her eyebrows, and said in a loud voice with a strategizing and who-than-me aura: "Xiao Hua'er, remember to bring your classmates to your aunt's house, your cousin has been talking about it all night, crying and begging to see you." you."

Tanggu is married to the head of the Zhen family in Beicheng, and lives a very happy life. There are two sons in the family. The eldest is a PhD student in France, and the youngest is only twelve.

The little devil is not afraid of anything, but he flocks to his fairy-like cousin Tang Hua, scolding him and admonishing him, keeping things from going east to west.

This time I heard that the fairy cousin was here, but he didn't look at me for the first time. He cried from the third floor to the first floor, which made the veins on the head of my mother and father swell by three layers.

Tang Hua introduced his little cousin in two strokes, and finally shook his head and sighed: "What little devil, he is just a dog. At the same table, if you go, he must be pestering you."

This apartment is located in the third ring road. Because of the nearby height restrictions, there are no skyscrapers, and they are all independent yards or bungalows with two or more floors.

It has a heavy breath of life.

The apartment has three floors. Uncle Song lived on the first floor, and Tang Hua and Fei Cao went to the second floor by coincidence. There happened to be two adjacent rooms with an artificial partition in between.

Fei Cao turned on the light of the mobile phone and touched the switch, and the whole hall was lit up in an instant: it was not a western-style grand apartment, but a clean and comfortable small home with some history.

Fei Cao's aunt sent a cooking aunt here, but the aunt's family had something to do, she left a note saying that she would come early, so she would definitely not miss the time to make breakfast for the young master.

Uncle Song drove the car all night. He was old and almost fell asleep when he entered the house.

The two teenagers went back to their rooms to put their things away, and came out together by coincidence: they were too hungry.

The young master also ate a few pastries in the afternoon, but Fei Cao didn't eat anything.

They came to the kitchen together. The refrigerator was full of vegetables. Tang Huachang hadn't even opened the refrigerator door a few times in Dalian. He was squatting there to identify which ingredients could be eaten raw.

Fei Cao turned around and took the apron to tie it on. Turning her head, she hurriedly said: "Tang Hua, don't touch those. You are not allowed to eat them if you can eat them. If they are cold, your stomach should hurt after a while."

Tang Hua stood up angrily upon hearing the words.

Fei Cao had finished washing his hands, he poured instant noodles into the hot water, and then began to cut cucumbers on the chopping board.

He took care of himself from an early age and was confident that he could take care of others.

Not long after, a bowl of steaming high soup noodles was ready, with shredded cucumber sprinkled on top and hot oil poured over it.

Fei Cao walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, looked at the dazed young master, and raised her eyebrows in a good mood: "Aren't you hungry? Come out and eat."

Tang Hua had never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas before, but now she felt that nothing could compare to the bowl of noodles in front of her.

You can't fall asleep right after eating.

The two touched the balcony. The night was full of stars and moon. The two of them sat outside with a dusty guitar in the corner.

Tang Hua was delighted to see the musical instrument, so she wanted to go and get it.

But Fei Cao was one step ahead of him, picked up the cloth and wiped it until it was spotless before handing it to him.

Tang Hua turned the strings, a little mischievously: "Uncle Song is asleep, I will play it for you after your exam tomorrow."

"it is good."

Fei Cao just looked down at him quietly.

My cute little deskmate.

He had never thought that he could have such a peaceful life before, and he felt a bit of wonder for a moment.

When everyone is young, there will be an illusion, that is, walking at night at night, whenever you look up, the moon is above you, and you think the moon is following you.

Unexpectedly, those ridiculous childhood thoughts became true: the moon really followed you and came towards you.

Tang Hua also had a strange feeling:

Except for his family, he has always been alienated from others. He never thought that one day, someone could be so close to him.

The two of them were still next to each other, playing the piano and chatting. Listening carefully, they were all unnutritious topics.

But it made him so satisfied.

When Tang Hua woke up the next day, there was no sign of Fei Cao in the apartment.

He went downstairs in his pajamas, and Uncle Song was already waiting for him with a smile: "Master, good morning, let's eat."

Auntie also showed up to say hello, she is an old man from Zhen's family, she cooks some southern dishes, and she is putting milk on the table at the moment.

Tang Hua asked, "Where's Fei Cao?"

Uncle Song: "Master Xiao Fei has already gone to take the exam, and he will leave the house after six o'clock."

"Has he eaten?"

The aunt covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Eat as much as you want. Before he left, he asked me to make it later, saying that the young master can't make up his mind!"

Only then did Tang Hua laugh, and took the handkerchief from her aunt to wipe her hands.

He didn't eat much in the morning, so he went upstairs to practice the piano for a while after eating, checked a few guitar scores from his mobile phone, and sat on the balcony to play.

The aunt downstairs packed up her things, and she couldn't help saying, "This is really nice, even better than the little stars who are popular nowadays."

Uncle Song's face was full of pride: "That is, our young master learned piano at the age of four, how many trophies in the family! Every time Mr. brings people home, he has to introduce them one by one."

Fei Cao took part in the competition at the old campus of Peking University, with exams in the morning, exchange meeting in the afternoon, and meals in the classroom cafeteria at noon.

There were more than a dozen students from No. [-] Middle School participating in different categories. For example, Chen Yunjiao participated in the poetry competition, but she walked around the cafeteria after leaving the examination room, but she couldn't find Fei Cao.

She could only stomp her feet, and set up a small table with Lin Yulian, obviously looking bad.

Lin Yulian leaned over to Ai Ai: "Yunjiao, what's wrong with you?"

She was Chen Yunjiao's follower, and she had to be instructed by the other party to catch Xiao Kai and Zhao Zhishu, and made the other party give up.

It is amazing to say that Chen Yunjiao seems to be able to predict the future, she can always tell exactly when and where Zhao Zhishu will be in trouble.

She was dressed in white and met by chance in the past, and over time, she fell in love with her.

She also knew that something was wrong, it was very mysterious, but she was a vested interest in the wealth, how could she push the power away?

Chen Yunjiao didn't hide her true colors in front of her, and said frantically: "Fei Cao didn't come again! What went wrong?"

How could she be scratching her head like a school goddess?

Why is this damn plot always against me?

If I let my mother know which bastard is making trouble...

Her eyes flashed fierceness, and then she grabbed Lin Yulian: "Yu Lian, how do I treat you?"

"Sister Yunjiao, you treat me better than my own sister!"

Chen Yunjiao showed an inexplicable smile, grabbed Lin Yulian and said something in a low voice...

The opponent was one of her pawns, a pawn that could make the Tang family suffer a lot.

Now she was full of anger in her heart and had nowhere to vent, so she happened to use Tang's family as a knife.

She remembered that Tang Xing was on a business trip in Beicheng, and she asked Lin Yulian to find a way to call Zhao Zhishu.

Hmph, what about Miss Noble Family?Isn't he a waste who can't see the man around him?Hasn't your fiancé abandoned you like a shoe?

Oh, miss? ...

Time flies, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, Fei Cao sent a WeChat message:

[Weeds: At the same table, my side will be over soon. 】

[Jiao Hua: Okay, I'll go over now, at the same table, remember to wait for me at the door~]

Tang Xing received a call from an unknown woman, who used a voice changer: "Miss Tang, your fiancé is in an alley with a woman in the alley at the South Gate of Beijing University..."

Her complexion remained unchanged, without a trace of ripple.

But the hand holding the document suddenly stopped: No, at this point in time, Xiao Huaer also went to Beijing University.

It's over, if the younger brother sees his sister's fiancé is still eating shit, he will definitely get angry and break Zhao Zhishu's leg on the spot.

Tang Xing didn't care about her fiancé's broken leg, she only cared about her baby brother getting angry.

Tsk, Zhao Zhishu's shit stick seems to be resolved as soon as possible.

Uncle Song was driving a car, but Tang Xing jumped on the motorcycle and rushed towards the south gate of Beijing University on a small road at a fast speed, much faster than Tang Hua.

The South Gate of Beijing University.

Lin Yu shed tears without saying a word, and the pear blossoms were raining, charming and charming: "Zhishu... Please take this trip, I know it's my fault, who would like a girl like me with a cheap life?" ?”

Zhao Zhishu held her in his arms, kissed her at the corner of her eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I don't allow you to say that, you are my woman, I like it, and I am willing to pamper you."

He wiped away his tears for his sweetheart, and said softly: "Don't cry, I prefer you to cry in other places, be good, isn't it just that you failed the exam, it's not a big deal."

Lin Yulian: "Am I very useless, unlike... Unlike Miss Tang, she can do everything, but I can't do anything..."

Zhao Zhishu felt like his heart was about to melt: "How could it be? Tang Xing is such a manly woman, which man would like her? You are the best in my heart, and you can't compare with a hundred Tang Xing."

The legendary socialite in Nancheng is just her defeated opponent!

Lin Yulian's eyes were full of complacency and arrogance.

She thought, what Chen Yunjiao said was right, women who are incapable are the ones who start their own careers, and women who are capable are all seduced by men to do things for her.

As long as she hugs the second generation in front of her tightly, wealth and fame are all within her grasp.

"Papapa" came applause from behind.

Tang Xing turned and braked to stop, and the speeding motorcycle even brought up some smoke and dust. She took off her helmet with one hand, and was leaning against the side of the car with a playful smile, looking at the scene of "male thief and female prostitute" in front of her.

As if it wasn't her who was in Hulunbeier, she was still in the mood to applaud, full of meaning: "Go on, why don't you continue? Tsk, you can kiss in such a place, Zhao Zhishu, you are a dog, you can eat any shit ?”

Zhao Zhishu instinctively held Lin Yulian behind him, and explained with a frown: "Tang Xing, it's not like this. She and I... are just friends. I treat her as my younger sister. Yu Lian is in a bad mood. Let me come and see her."

Tang Xing is elegant and sharp, and her smile is undiminished: "I didn't misunderstand, Mr. Zhao, let me remind you, you won't forget, we are just friends, but two friends who nod and can get married."

Zhao Zhishu's expression was not good: "Why are you always trembling like this?"

Tang Xing lazily said: "Coincidentally, I have always been like this to dogs. You always make me like this, and I can't help it. Besides, you have changed girlfriends one after another. Is it dirty? Can you take it away? Don't commit crimes in front of my eyes again and again, I still think it's dirty."

Thinking of his family's persuasion, Zhao Zhishu reluctantly endured it: "Tang Xing, I have never done anything wrong to you, believe it or not."