Fu Chen glanced at him lightly, put the pen in his hand on the counter, took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay.

Yu Song picked up the pen and glanced at it, and said, "Fu Chen, I said, don't you think that you, a big man, use a pink pen, are a little bit--"

He paused, thought about the adjective, and raised his eyebrows: "Is it a little sexy?"

Fu Chen paid the money in a good manner: "I'm happy."

Yu Song smiled: "That's it, that's it, you can just be happy, but then again, that girl was pretty good just now-"

Before he could finish his words, Fu Chen suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at him.

There was a bright warning and warning in his eyes.

Yu Song's words came to an abrupt end.

He choked for a while, wiped his face and continued, "You have a good vision."

Fu Chen then withdrew his gaze, he picked up the bag and walked out.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yu Song leaned into the chair and laughed and joked: "Hey, you are here to give someone a cup of brown sugar water?"

Fu Chen's hand had already put on the door handle, and he turned around when he heard this. He seemed a little puzzled and said seriously: "Aren't you still taking care of your business?"

Yu Song: “…”

Yu Song was almost angrily laughing, pressed his forehead: "You can do it, you came here from the campus over there to take care of my business? Do you believe this if you say this?"

"I didn't say I came to take care of your business in person." Fu Chen added, "You're just by the way."

Yu Song: “…”

Yu Song was silent for two seconds, pressing his heart: "You are a psychology person and don't become a lawyer in the future. What can you do when you are so good at quarreling against others?"

Fu Chen opened the door and said lightly, "Practice first."

Practice first? What to practice?

After Yu Song realized, he was about to ask him when the glass door was closed and swayed slightly twice.

He hissed: "Strange."

...

Fu Chen came from another campus. After he left, he glanced at his cell phone and was about to go back.

As a result, he ran into someone head-on after taking two steps.

There are a lot of people on the snack street, especially at night when people gather, the streets that are already short appear more crowded.

Fu Chen froze for a moment. After reacting, he subconsciously turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly he heard Chen Siqi calling him: "Wait."

He still wanted to run, but his body stopped honestly.

Chen Siqi walked forward a few steps, stopped in front of him, turned around and looked at him for a long time: "Did you give this to me?"

She picked up the thermos and showed it to him.

Fu Chen was at a loss and nodded.

Chen Siqi frowned.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Fu Chen explained nervously: "I didn't take medicine."

Chen Siqi was stunned, and then laughed: "I don't mean this."

The lights on the roadside were on, and under the light, Chen Siqi smiled and her eyebrows were curved.

He curled his fingertips, and when he saw her smiling, Fu Chen unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

But the next second, he saw Chen Siqi tilting his head and asked seriously: "Do we know each other?"

Fu Chen's smile froze and his heart became cold. He tried to pull the corners of his mouth: "I don't know."

"Then--" Chen Siqi looked down at the thermos on her hand.

Fu Chen's eyes fell on her hands and explained softly: "I am from Jiangcheng too."

Chen Siqi said "ah" and understood, and was a little surprised: "That's a fellow villager, it's a coincidence. Are you from No. 1 Middle School too?"
Chapter completed!