The dry and rough warm feeling made her tremble all over her body.

"Is it okay?"

Chi Zheng whispered softly, and moved his hand that was covering her waist. The faint smell of smoke spread, and his breathing was too close and too heavy. Meng Shengnan pursed his lips and moved his eyes to one side to stand slowly. Her lowered hands tightly grabbed the corner of her skirt, revealing her thoughts. He looked down and raised them again.

"Meng Shengnan?"

She was slightly stunned and looked at him with clear eyes.

"That-" stuttered.

He waited for the change.

"I--go back first. Remember to heat up Teacher Chen, I just took it out of the refrigerator." She pointed to the soup can in his hand, turned around and left. He didn't make a sound, his eyes were heavy. She took a step and turned around, "Well, you, be careful on the road."

Chi Zheng curled the corners of his mouth and let her go away.

The sunlight fell in the alley, on the woman's back. He looked at her for a while and rode his bike away. When he heard the sound of the engine, Meng Shengnan had just pushed open the door. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, poked her head out to see the empty entrance of the alley, and was in a state of ease.

The ceremony was sitting in the yard and knitting sweaters, and I looked over when I heard the sound.

"What's wrong?"

She closed the door and walked in.

"Nothing, where is Xiaohang?"

"Your dad took it out for fun."

The ceremony lowered its head and hooked up a thread of pins, and asked again: "Are you okay with Teacher Chen?"

"fine."

She walked closer and sat next to her, her chin resting on her knees towards the sun. The wind blew over and her ears were broken and her hair was lightly raised. She sighed, her head was chaotic. The sun shone on her face, warm and soft.

"Have you been busy at school recently?"

The ceremony stopped knitting hands and stroked her hair.

She muffled and said 'yes'.

“When will it take a holiday?”

"It's the end of the month."

The ceremony sighed, "It's summer vacation and go out for a walk with Xiaohang to relax."

"mom."

"Um?"

Meng Shengnan looked at the ground and focused. The ceremony gently stroked her thin back, one by one. It seemed that she returned to Jiangcheng without doing news. When she saw the ceremony, she burst into tears. In the courtyard, the women were like this, rubbing her hair, feeling unreasonable.

"If you are tired, say to your mother, ah."

"Um."

Smiling at the grand ceremony.

"You can't help but be a mother."

Meng Shengnan took a deep breath and laughed. That evening, she went to bed early. The lights were dark in the room, and white moonlight was covered with the bed outside the window. The wind blew in the alley and the radio broadcasted. Chen Xiaochun sang exclusive memory, and she slept with her pillow.

Late at night in Jiangcheng, the lights and wine are bright.

In the repair shop, a small desk lamp was lit by the table. Chi Zheng leaned against the chair naked, smoking cigarettes one by one. It was already two or three in the morning, and smoke surrounded him. He lowered his eyes and looked at the raised lump on his lower body, remembering the spring dream that had just been awakened.

"Meng Shengnan."

He murmured softly, and then rubbed his hair irritably. He narrowed his eyes and sucked a cigarette, and let out a dizzy circle. The desk lamp was dim, reflecting his hard and solid bare waist. He didn't know that the dream would be so real, so real that all her moans and breaths he felt seemed to be close to his ears.

"Hold."

He cursed inwardly and knocked out the cigarette.

The screen of the mobile phone on the desktop suddenly lit up. He glanced impatiently at the scene. It was a string of unknown numbers with seven digits. After four or five rings, Chi Zheng lazily picked it up.

"Guess where are you guys now?"

The other end was very noisy, and Jiang Jin had a loud voice.

"Do you fucking know what time is now?" Chi Zheng gritted his teeth.

Jiang Jin raised his eyebrows.

"My buddy remembers the glorious era when you typed keyboards all night long."

Chi Zheng smiled and hummed.

"Don't fucking nonsense, I'll ask you if I have something to do."

Jiang Jin stopped and rumored that he was urging Havana, and his voice became more serious.

"What's the matter?"

Chi Zheng took a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, took a lighter and threw it back to the table. He pondered for a while before asking.

"Do I remember you participated in a new concept back then?"

"Yes, what?"

Chi Zheng bit the smoke, his voice vaguely.

"Does there a girl named Shu Yuan in those classes?"

Jiang Jin was slow for a few seconds.

"What do you want to ask about this?"

"I don't know if I'm hung up."

He was about to stop the line when he acted, and Jiang Jin shouted "No," there.

"Say." He said lightly.

Jiang Jin smiled, "You mention it now, I really miss me to fuck my girl."

Chi Zheng frowned.

"If you tell me about it, my dear girl is also from you, Jiangcheng."

The man sucked his cheeks into two deep pits.

"My last name, you won't be interested in my fucking girl, will I say?"

"The fuck you-"

Chi Zheng suddenly came to his senses and stopped talking.

"What did you say?"

However, there was no sound on the other end. He quickly looked down at his phone and showed that the line was disconnected. When he called again, he was not in the service area. Chi Zheng had a cold face and threw the phone away. He recalled how many times Jiang Jin called, how could he think that the so-called "girl" on the other end would have a lot of connection with him. He guessed that the test probe had a slight impact, and although he had already noticed it, he was still very upset.

"Meng Shengnan."

He murmured again, frowned and turned on the computer. He searched again "Shu Yuan" and several stories were published in the past one or two years, but he still found nothing. I think many of the manuscripts written in 2009 are out of print now, and Chi Zheng was numb for a moment.

The wind and clouds outside the window were changing, and the morning glow gradually spread throughout the sky.

On that day, Meng Shengnan went to school after lunch. She took the bus alone and saw the traffic outside the window. From time to time, students riding bicycles passed by, as if in the blink of an eye, she was in high school and what happened yesterday.

She slowly sank.

I took out my cell phone from my bag and wanted to call Qi Qiao. The workaholic seemed to be busy and his voice was very small. She stopped disturbing and hung up in a hurry, and her eyes looked out. A woman holding a little girl suddenly appeared on the side of the street, with a slightly fat figure and a little messy hair. She lowered her head and left quickly.

That was obviously crying.

When she looked over again, the bus had already turned around and walked away. Meng Shengnan couldn't help feeling sad, thinking about the first time she saw Nie Jing that year. The girl was holding her ponytail and reading books seriously, clean. Looking back now, she could only sigh. The most important thing is that the world cannot be kept, the red face passed away from the mirror and the flowers passed away from the tree. I remembered the last unexpected meeting, she went home to chat with the grand ceremony.

The ceremony sighed, "The road is all taken by oneself, no one can blame him."

It's going to rain.

When she arrived at school, she met Kobayashi at the door of the apartment. A 25 or 26-year-old woman was moistened by love, with short skirts and high heels, and a pretty face. She approached, looked at her eyes and asked with a smile: "Is your boyfriend leaving?"

"Just leaving." Kobayashi pursed her lips, "Why did you come so early this afternoon?"

She nodded, "Here I'm idle."

"Don't you go out in the afternoon?" Kobayashi asked again.

"No, what's wrong?"

Kobayashi smiled and shook several large clothing bags in her hand.

"Go to my room."

She suddenly realized and smiled and said yes.

The layout of the room in the teacher's apartment is the same. Kobayashi lives on the fourth floor. The house is full of dolls, and the girl is full of heart. She is sitting on the sofa waiting, and the woman changes her clothes and asks her to advise.

"How is this?"

She glanced at the skirt, decorated with white body and blue base, simple and generous.
To be continued...