It seems that I haven't been so leisurely for a long time, looking at the streets, buildings and people. When I passed by a flower shop, I thought of the piece of sand and soil, Cheng Xiang walked in.

"Hello, do you want to buy flowers?"

The boss's wife looks like she is not old, and she is about the same age as hers.

Cheng Xiang looked around, she didn't know much about these things.

“What is suitable for planting sand and soil?”

"If you want to grow flowers, if the moisture content of sand and soil is low, you can grow cactus and cactus. If you have better sand and soil, you can grow roses, but I only have roses here."

"Then let me have two pots of roses."

"Okay, what color do you want?"

Cheng Xiang looked down and saw that there were several colors inside. She chose bright red and yellow.

She returned to the hotel with her arms and thought about the plane system. The next moment she stood on the floating grass. Without tools, she fell down with the basin, pulled the flower stem and pulled it out with force, and pulled it out with mud.

I used my hand to scatter the sand in one square meter and planted the two flowers at symmetrical oblique angles. I heard the "beep" sound of the system covering up the soil.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the novice planting task and the recycling system is turned on."

Cheng Xiang looked for it and didn't see anything extra. She didn't expect much from this lazy and trouble-saving system. Anyway, it always comes out when it should be. Having such a place to provide her with entertainment at any time is already a great fortune.

She was quite impressed and went out to get her wallet and check the bus routes. She waited until the car found Xiang Xiaohe's company.

"Damn woman, I miss you so much!" Xiang Xiaohe carried his bag and stepped on her high heels like stilts, rushing over "da" all the way.

Cheng Xiang was hugged by her, and even choked by her excessive plump place.

"You're leaving after more than ten minutes?"

"It's okay, I'll ask someone to help me with it. Let's take you to have something delicious!"

Worried about her pair of stilts, Xiang Xiaohe suddenly pulled out a pink electric car like a little sheep from the side of the road.

"Is my car cute?"

"Like you."

"That's, a very girl."

Cheng Xiang was amused by her and got into the car, feeling the little sheep running at a slow speed.

"Let me tell you, when I was at work, I was wearing a special fairy dress, and many people saluted me along the way, which felt so good."

Looking at her confident and energetic look, Cheng Xiang felt that she had passed away over the years. Her memory was the man besides her work. Of course, she also had a slightly better memory, but compared with Xiang Xiaohe, she really felt that she was out and her mentality grew older.

The two of them went to a restaurant and they looked a little classy.

"Come on, order what you want to eat yourself. This shop is very distinctive. It feels like eating in the cafeteria in the past."

Cheng Xiang also missed that time very much. After looking at the menu, he followed Xiang Xiaohe to the long window counter.

"Do you know, Mo Xinghan's eyes were broken. An accident happened in her junior year."

Cheng Xiang didn't recover for a long time. She talked to Mo Xinghan online a few days ago. She said she found a boyfriend and worked alone in Beijing. She also said that she and her friends went shopping and bought something. Could it be that everything was made up by her?

"I'm surprised, right? That guy was so hiding that guy. I just found out, but she just let it go."

"But don't worry, she is doing pretty good now, she is doing dubbing online. She is so skilled! Sometimes I sigh that the four of us in college never thought that they would become like this in a few years."

Cheng Xiang listened next to her, feeling depressed and unhappy. Many words wanted to say but could not be accurately vented. Perhaps growth is a kind of experience, grinding away the beauty of the past and making yourself scarred, but it is called making yourself mature.

"Stop talking about these, what did you order?" Xiang Xiaohe regained his smile in a second, and the little emotions just now seemed like an illusion.

"Oh, I'll order a lean meat porridge with a skinny egg!"

"So little, do you want to have another steamed dumpling? I remember we were particularly edible before."

"I just had breakfast outside not long ago and I'm not very hungry yet."

"Okay, I'll order fried rice and have another basket of small buns. If you can't finish it, please help me."

Cheng Xiang looked at the price and it was over thirty years old together. Seeing that she was indifferent, Cheng Xiang didn't say anything to stop her, so she wouldn't be upset.

"Where are you living now?"

“In the hotel.”

Xiang Xiaohe put his hands on the table. "Ah, why don't you come to live with me? How expensive is the hotel!"

"Sweep, your parents and your son are there. You are at work again during the day, and I don't want to disturb them."

"What's there to disturb? You know everything except my son."

Cheng Xiang looked at her face, and a sense of depression flashed across her face. Although she covered it up well, Cheng Xiang still twisted her heart.

"Hehe, you can go there for a walk in the city park. The day after tomorrow is the weekend. I will take a day to accompany you. Otherwise, I will take a day off tomorrow?"

She still smiled like that, Cheng Xiang's eyes were sore, and she turned her eyes away and looked elsewhere.

"No need, I'll go back after relaxing. Next time I'll wait for your holiday, I'll come and visit you for a special trip."

"Okay, you have to keep your word."

Cheng Xiang wanted to ask but didn't ask many times. Many things have happened to her in the past few years, and many things have not been able to reveal to others. Sometimes friends do not interrogate the matter in the bottom line, but pretend that they don't know anything and whitewash the peace with her.

"Your porridge is quite delicious. Try my fried rice, and we each have half of this salted duck egg."

The familiar scenes of familiar people who are familiar with their words are kept with the most precious ones. No matter how they change outside, it is enough that they can still sit together and eat.

"Ah, it's so painful. I really don't want to go to work!" Xiang Xiaohe howled a few times and pulled Cheng Xiang reluctantly. "How about you come to our company to work. Although the work content is quite boring, we can be together again in this way."

"Don't think about this, I'm not going to find a job yet." She just jumped out of a place, and she didn't want to get into a nervous state immediately, and she was not interested in doing telephone customer service at all. In the past few years, she worked for survival, but now she doesn't want to settle for survival anymore. At least before the funds in her hands were exhausted, she wanted to be casual and willful.

"You are so cruel. How can you bear to leave me, a big beauty, there!"

"Okay, go quickly, you'll have to deduct your salary if you're late."

He sent Xiang Xiaohe away, who was acting cute and slutty, and Cheng Xiang took a walk alone. A wandering singer growled hoarsely, "We have common expectations in the rainy season of the age of seventeen." He couldn't help but stop and listen. Although the pitch was wrong, it evoked countless past events in front of him. At the age of 17, she was also young!
Chapter completed!