"Your phone was dropped, I'll send it to you."
Meng Huanhuan handed over the mobile phone, and heard Zhang's mother coughing non-stop, so she hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it over, "Auntie, drink some water." ”"Okay, thank you."
Zhang's mother was relieved to be helped up by Zhang Yifan and took the water poured by Meng Huanhuan.It wasn't until Zhang's mother was settled that Zhang Yifan said: "I'll send you home, and by the way, buy some vegetables and come back to cook." ”"Okay."
Meng Huanhuan didn't forget to say to Zhang's mother before leaving, "Goodbye, Auntie." ”When they went out, Meng Huanhuan and Zhang Yifan didn't speak.Maybe until today, Meng Huanhuan didn't know why Zhang Yifan was always late, skipped class, or went home without doing homework, all to take care of his mother.In the morning, he had to cook a meal, told his mother to eat, came back after school and told his mother to take medicine, and when he went to class every day, he wondered if his mother had fainted again, so he skipped class from time to time and went home to see......
"Zhang Yifan, how long has my aunt been sick, why don't you go to the hospital?"
”Meng Huanhuan finally couldn't help but ask."
I've been there, but I can't afford to live there, the small clinic is not guaranteed, and the big hospital is expensive, so my mother insisted on going home."
Zhang Yifan put his hands in his pockets and said helplessly, "What, sympathize with me?"
Meng Huanhuan, I don't need it. ”"You're mistaken."
Meng Huanhuan shook her head and said, "I'm just worried about Auntie, you go to class every day, you definitely can't take care of Auntie comprehensively, it's better to be hospitalized, I can borrow money from you." ”"Meng Huanhuan, I said I don't need your sympathy, I can take care of my mother!"
After Zhang Yifan finished speaking, he pointed to the front and said, "The villa in front is your house, I'll go back first." ”Meng Huanhuan looked at the back of Zhang Yifan leaving, and felt very uncomfortable.She really wanted to help him.At this time, Yin Xiaoxing's house, Biyun Jingyuan.Yin Xiaoxing sat next to Yechen with Xiaobai in his arms, gently tugged his ears and said, "I don't know if the stinky girl helped Zhang Yifan." ”In fact, just now, when Yin Xiaoxing handed over the cup of coffee, he read all of Zhang Yifan's heart.Zhang Yifan's character has always been said that Meng Huanhuan actually has a little meaning to him, but because of his prejudice against him and his boredom with Wang Jieting, there is also a gap between the two of them as friends.So Yin Xiaoxing hopes that Meng Huanhuan can understand what kind of person Zhang Yifan is through this incident."
Human communication, marriage, and all these kinds of things cannot be changed, so we can only look at fate."
Yechen rubbed Yin Xiaoxing's hair dotingly and said.Feeling the temperature of Dao Yechen's palm, Yin Xiaoxing was greedy for this beauty, and looked up with a sweet smile: "Do aliens also believe in fate?"
”"Just like in our Tianfeng Star, there is no ghost or god theory, but I read various classics on the earth, and it is true that no one can prove that they do not exist, so like this, I came to the earth, and I believe in fate."
Fate made me meet you.Yin Xiaoxing looked at Yechen's clear eyes and subconsciously lowered his head.Yechen's eyes are so beautiful.It is as clean as a clear spring in March, the ice and snow are melting, and it is as beautiful as the bright starry sky at night, vast and ethereal.In class the next day, Yin Xiaoxing immediately saw that Meng Huanhuan was wrong, he didn't eat sugar, and he didn't talk about it anymore, so he lay quietly on his seat and didn't know what he was writing and drawing.Yin Xiaoxing raised her eyebrows, and walked towards her prettyly, Meng Huanhuan still didn't feel it, and moved her pen seriously.()