Six Hundred and Seventy-Five, the Throbbing of First Love that Wants to Refuse but Welcomes It

At around 5 o'clock in the evening, Wang Zibo came to Tianjingshan Community from Xianning University Town, carrying a bag of snacks in his hand as usual.

Hu Linyu was immediately unhappy when he saw it: "Shen Ningning is getting her teeth changed, and Chen Hansheng is the same. He always likes to take Aning out to buy snacks secretly. Do you think this is hurting her? In fact, he is hurting her!"

"You think this is hurting XXX, but actually it is harming XXX."

This sentence pattern is so common that Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo were often talked about by their parents when they were young.

Wang Zibo wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile: "Hu Linyu, why do you have the same tone as my mother?"

"Pooh!"

Hu Linyu rolled his eyes at Wang Zibo: "Your face looks more and more like Chen Hansheng."

In fact, Wang Zibo is almost a senior. After three years of college, his experience is much more complicated than that of ordinary college students. He has worked as a dog licker, worked a part-time job, and now runs his own company. His round face has become a little angular, and he looks... There's something manly about it.

However, he was still an honest and loyal person in nature. He went to the bathroom to wash his face, and wiped his wet hands on his body casually: "If there is anything you want me to do, I didn't tell you clearly on the phone."

"Good thing."

Hu Linyu handed over a few tissues: "The ordering system of the milk tea shop is pretty good. We are ready to pay you."

"What?"

Wang Zibo glanced at Shen Youchu, and Shen Youchu nodded slightly.

"What kind of reward do I need? Xiao Chen has already given me 20,000 yuan, which is almost enough."

Wang Zibo also explained in detail: "It cost almost nothing before, but after the Shiziqiao branch opened, a special software must be developed for the networking system of each branch. I specially asked two Ph.D. brothers to help, and it cost an extra 10,000 yuan." Bucks.”

"Then you have to accept it, we don't want to owe you anything."

Hu Linyu insisted.

Secretary Hu has "feminist" independent thoughts and is not willing to owe favors to boys at all.

"You owe me nothing."

Wang Zibo also has a very simple mind.

The milk tea shop belongs to Shen Youchu, Shen Youchu belongs to Chen Hansheng, and Chen Hansheng has been his best friend since they grew up together.

Not to mention making money from this kind of relationship, even if I subsidize a little, I am willing to do so.

He didn't want to argue with Hu Linyu, so he simply picked up little Aning and went to find Chen Hansheng, leaving Shen Youchu and Hu Linyu looking at each other.

"Brother Zi Bo, sister Lin Yu always want me to recite ancient poems and do math problems..."

When he walked downstairs, little Aning hugged Wang Zibo's neck and "grievedly" told about his recent tragic experience.

The little girl has known Wang Zibo for a long time, and they became familiar with each other three years ago. In her mind, Chen Hansheng has the closest relationship, but brother Zibo has the best temper.

Later, I came to a big city inexplicably. Although I was very reluctant to let go of my mother, a child cannot make the decision on his own.

But fortunately, Aning felt a lot of love here.

Wang Zibo heard it funny, took out an ice cream from his pocket and said, "I secretly hid this just now. Xiao Hu is doing it for your own good. Brother Zibo also supports her in learning."

"Oh~ Brother and sister said the same thing."

Shen Ningning sighed cutely, opened the chocolate ice cream and started eating it. She didn't forget to give Brother Zibo a few bites, but Wang Zibo smiled and refused.

Chen Hansheng is easy to find. He only has a few bases in Jiangling University Town, including the University of Finance and Economics, Tianyuan East Road offices and Internet cafes.

He came to Tianyuan East Road in the afternoon and sat under the shade of a tree playing mahjong with Zhong Jiancheng and others.

One hand shook the cattail leaf fan, and the other hand touched the mahjong tiles. He crossed his legs carelessly and shouted "bump, stick, eat" from time to time.

"Xiao Chen, Brother Zhong."

Wang Zibo said hello, Chen Hansheng nodded and accepted. Zhong Jiancheng threw Wang Zibo a cigarette, then turned to his wife and shouted: "Aning is here, get some watermelon for her to eat."

Zhongtou's wife liked the beautiful Shen Ningning very much, so she specially cut a large piece of watermelon, and little Aning held it in her hands like she was holding a big moon.

"Let's go and play there with grandma."

Zhong Jiancheng's wife led Aning to the next door: "They are all smoking, it smells bad."

"Country women have no sense and just talk about their seniority randomly."

Zhong Jiancheng shook his head helplessly and blew out a thin puff of smoke: "Three pieces!"

Logically speaking, Zhong Jiancheng's wife should be Aning's "aunt", but she suffered hardships with Zhong Jiancheng in her early years, and she aged faster.

In addition, in rural areas, many people in their forties become grandmothers, so Zhongtou’s wife subconsciously regarded little Aning as a "granddaughter."

Chen Hansheng and the others knew well that Lao Zhong was a man who knew everything about food, drink, gambling, and there was no bathing center in Jiangling District that he was not familiar with. But even if he was rich, he had never thought about divorce. He was not a very good person. A "scumbag".

Wang Zibo can also play mahjong. He moved a chair and sat nearby to watch. He listened to Zhong Jiancheng and the others telling some dirty jokes, and he also grinned.

Although he also tried to tell some online jokes, either everyone has heard them before, or he is not expressive enough. In short, after Wang Zibo finished speaking, the mahjong table would always remain silent for 10 seconds until someone else brought up another topic.

Wang Zibo himself was a little embarrassed, so he simply wiggled his butt and listened to other people's stories. In fact, it was just as fun.

At around 6 o'clock, there was a cool evening breeze in Jiangling. Wang Zibo raised his head and saw the red sunset hanging on the horizon, the sunset winding like a brilliant silk.

Friends are still playing mahjong, shouting and drinking. Little Aning is lying obediently on the wooden table, watching Zhong Jiancheng's daughter doing her homework. The snack street of Yiwu Commodity City opposite is already full of noisy college students... ···

In a daze, Wang Zibo suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of separation. He was already a junior in college and would soon enter the society, but many times he felt as if he was still in high school.

It seemed that time passed too fast and my brain didn't even react.

Occasionally I wake up, oh, then I realize that I am about to graduate from college.

"Hey~"

Wang Zibo smiled mockingly to himself. Unless he had a no-taboos character like Xiao Chen, life might be like this for an ordinary person like him.

Spend a lot of time confused and grow in a few moments.

At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly wanted to write poetry.

Although the two of them have nothing to do with each other now, and even after returning from Guoke Electronics Factory that day, Bian Shishi suddenly became a little cold towards her, she still couldn't stop the longing in her heart.

Wang Zibo had never had this kind of heart palpitations before when he was "in love" with Huang Hui. The relationship between him and Huang Hui always had a kind of impetuousness floating in the air, and he had never felt so solid.

Wang Zibo took out his mobile phone, opened the dialog box of the contact "Bian Shishi", and typed out a line of words.

"I miss you."

However, after watching silently for a long time, Wang Zibo deleted all the clicks. After locking the screen, there was a hint of joy on his dark face when he looked up again.

Although he didn't dare to send it, Wang Zibo was already very happy for being so secretly bold.

"What?"

Chen Hansheng next to him had very poisonous eyes, and he understood with just a glance: "Do you miss a woman?"

"No, don't talk nonsense, you are talking nonsense!"

Wang Zibo blushed and refused to admit it at all.

However, in the dormitory of Dongda University in Xianning University Town, Bian Shishi covered her nose and sneezed three times in a row: "sneeze, sneeze, sneeze".

"What's wrong, Shishi?"

Xiao Rongyu asked with concern: "Did you kick off the quilt when you slept last night?"

"No, maybe some bastard is scolding me."

Bian Shishi said through gritted teeth.

Logically speaking, if it was just a sneeze, it wouldn't make you so angry, but if you add a dull boy to it, it would be worth it.

Wang Zibo, this bastard, if I don’t contact him, he really won’t contact me!

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(I finished another chapter around 10 pm. Before Lao Liu wrote, I thought it didn’t need to be cut off. Now this throbbing feeling of wanting to resist but welcome is worth another chapter.)