"I'm sick!" You Mingxu cursed in his heart, too lazy to pay attention to him, so he went upstairs.

Her house is actually quite old, but fortunately it was the first batch of commercial houses, which were well-built and had a stubborn quality. When she entered the house, she turned on the lights. This square two-bedroom apartment was as simple, empty, and plain as her, without any warm feeling, only a little messy and casual angry.

A black and white photo was hung on the wall in the middle of the living room. You Mingxu would always look at her after entering the room, and sometimes smile at her for no reason, feeling a little warmer in his heart.

The mother in the picture is only in her thirties. She is as handsome as Youming Xu Wenjing, and her quietness is still heroic. Her big moist eyes have the sweetness that Youming Xu does not have. Her uniform and hat cannot hide her vividness. Youming Xu grew up with her grandparents in Jiangcheng since she was a child and came to Xiangcheng in college. They never mentioned her father's affairs to her. Only once, my uncle said casually: "Mingxu's appearance must be more with his father." No one answered at that time.

You Mingxu took her mother's surname, and she was not interested in delving into who her father was. Now she is dead or alive, good or bad.

She went to take a shower, lay back on the bed to watch dramas, watch all kinds of American dramas, soap operas, thunder dramas, etc. Time passed without realizing it, and she didn't think about anything in her mind, and she felt comfortable.

Just as the male protagonist was holding the heroine and spinning around under the cherry blossom tree, the villain stood two meters away with a twisted face and wanted to write "I'm very vicious" on his face. The phone dripped. Her eyes didn't leave the tablet, and she touched the phone, and then she glanced at it quickly.

A text message from a strange number: "Mingxu, I am Yin Feng."

You Mingxu didn't want to go back at first, but after thinking about it, he replied: "I understand."

It is her purpose to end the conversation in one sentence.

The result was obviously not working. The man had a lot of stubborn strikes in his mind now, so how could he understand her perfunctory behavior?

He immediately asked again: "What are you doing?"

You Mingxu endured it, paused the show and replied: "Watch TV."

“What kind of TV is watching?”

""The Peerless Love"."

"can I call you?"

"Can't."

"Why?!"

"Because I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

"Then add me on WeChat and pass it to me. It's that green tadpole app."

Green tadpoles...

It was the first time that You Mingxu heard someone call WeChat in such a fresh and refined way, and passed it to him. He clicked to see the large picture of his avatar. It was a man's side face, black and white, and the light and shadow were used very well, as if the faint waves of water were reflected on the man's side face. The man had a little smile on the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows were slightly drooping. The man was wearing the most ordinary black T-shirt, but it looked very stylish.

At the same time, it can be seen from this picture that Yin Feng was a bit narcissistic, a bit conceited, and absolutely self-adhering, so he regarded such a cover model-like photo as an avatar.

After thinking about it, he opened his circle of friends, but found that he only showed his circle of friends for three days and had nothing.

He sent a voice message.

You Mingxu clicked on it.

"I took medicine as the doctor said today and got an injection. Chen Feng took me to the activity for a while in the evening. I also watched TV for a while, but it was boring. I ate meat, carrots, onions and vegetables at noon. I drank soup at night, and ate meat, chicken soup, shrimp and vegetables. The doctor said that the wound could not be watered, so I wiped the shower with a towel. Now I only have a little smell. I am going to bed now. Good night Youmingxu."

His voice was unexpectedly low and nice on the phone, because his tone was too well-behaved and had a soft feeling. After hearing this, You Mingxu was silent for a moment and replied with a voice: "Good night Yin Feng."

Three days later.

The sun shone generously throughout the ward. Yin Feng, who had just finished taking a shower, sat on the bed like a big cat, wrapped in a bath towel. The wound had been removed, and he felt it was so comfortable. Although it still hurts, he didn't care. The nurse blew it over to him just after his hair was removed, and now he was lying fluffy and softly all over his head.

He didn't know that he looked like a big boy in his early twenties, white and clean.

Chen Feng stood in front of him with two clothes on his shoulder and said, "This is your favorite brand and style before, the latest model this season."

One is a dark gray stand-up jacket and the other is a black coat. The tailoring of the big brand is like this. At first glance, it looks very simple, the texture is actually very exquisite, and it has a very design sense. The two young nurses next to them both looked silent and wanted to see the handsome guy on the bed wearing these two clothes.

Yin Feng stared at him for a while and smiled a little contemptuously: "It's so ugly."

Chen Feng's face remained unchanged, and he took out casual and sports styles from his bag, all of which were top trendy brands.

Yin Feng stretched his eyebrows a little: "It's okay, you can see it."

Chen Feng wanted to laugh a little, but the teacher was still as picky as before, but the direction of pickiness seemed to be completely reversed... I remember that a first-line international men's clothing brand wanted to invite a teacher to be the spokesperson for Asia back then.

Finally, what Chen Feng took out of the bag was a green T-shirt with a big, lively Astro Boy printed on his chest. The same style as the pants.

Yin Feng sat still, staring at him. He felt the nurse beside him lowering his head and holding back his laughter, which made his face inexplicably hot and annoying. He thought that if Ming Xu was here, he would definitely not laugh, but would only say in a very casual tone: "Well, you look good in this." Thinking of this, he felt better again, but his face deliberately serious, saying: "Well, since there is nothing else that looks good, then this one."

Chen Feng: "Okay."

"I'm too lazy to choose again, and buy a few more sets of the same ones."

Chen Feng: "Okay. Is it OK to have different styles and patterns on the same brand?"

"Um."

Yin Feng changed into new clothes, walked to the mirror, looked at it for a while, smiled, and said to himself: "Go to wear it for Mingxu today."

Chen Feng said: "Ziyi is here, I'll ask her to wait next door now. Do you want to see her?"

Yin Feng frowned immediately and said, "Who is she? Why do you always come to me?"

Chen Feng: "I told you two days ago that she is the childhood sweetheart of your brother Yin Chen who died more than ten years ago. You have also called her sister since you were a child. I think she is also concerned about you."

Yin Feng said: "I know. But she is my brother's person, not mine. Since Yin Chen has long died, is she okay with me?"

Chen Feng: "In theory, it is. But in the past few years, she has been by your side and you have not opposed it."

Yin Feng's face suddenly became very nervous: "She...is my girlfriend?"

Chen Feng thought for a while and said, "Not counting."
Chapter completed!