I really don't want to be reborn.

In the evening, Liang Meijuan treated the group of college students to dinner at Yiwu Commodity Center, and then Wang Zibo and Gao Jialiang from Xianning Campus took a car to go back first.

Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu left the latest. They chatted in the hotel room until after 9 o'clock before going back, and decided on the itinerary for tomorrow.

Chen Hansheng actually wanted to be lazy, but these were his own parents, and he must accompany them all the way when he was not in class. Xiao Rongyu was just going there to eat and play.

"Old Chen, have you noticed something?"

When only the couple were left in the room, Liang Meijuan suddenly said mysteriously.

"What?"

"Is Xiaoyuer dating that little bastard from our family?"

Chen Zhaojun had seen the two eating candied haws on the street with his own eyes, but he was more stable. Unless Chen Hansheng said in person that his relationship with Xiao Rongyu was confirmed, he would not say more.

"How would I know this? Don't think too much. Maybe they are just classmates."

Chen Zhaojun advised seriously.

Liang Meijuan rolled her eyes at her husband: "I'm not blind. When eating, Xiaoyuer asked Hansheng to help her pick up food. How can classmates be so close?"

"Let's talk about it later."

Liang Meijuan suddenly remembered something: "A while ago, Xiao Hongwei and Lu Yuqing suddenly invited us to dinner, but they were vague and didn't say anything specific. I was a little puzzled at the time, but today I finally got some clues."

Chen Zhaojun didn't want to follow the gossip, so he turned over and said, "Turn off the lights and go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Turn it off yourself."

Liang Meijuan hummed and said, "I finally took care of the younger one to go to college, and the older one still wants me to take care of him."

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The next day, Chen Hansheng got up early. He had to print some part-time job flyers first, and then go to dinner with his parents.

Everyone else in the dormitory was sleeping soundly, except Jin Yangming, who was lying on his side on the bed, sending messages with dark circles under his eyes.

"Sixth brother, didn't you sleep all night?"

Chen Hansheng asked curiously.

Jin Yangming nodded, looking a little excited: "Brother Chen, I found that I am still charming. Shang Yanyan rejected me, which was completely a rejection of a treasure boy."

"What do you mean?"

"Last night, a girl named Aliang suddenly sent me a message, saying that since she met me in the cafeteria, she wanted to be friends with me. We chatted all night and found that we had many similarities in hobbies and interests."

Chen Hansheng changed his clothes calmly: "Then you take advantage of it. I'm going out to do something."

In Yiwu Business Center, Chen Hansheng and the printing shop owner stated their requirements and hurried to the hotel where Liang Meijuan was staying.

Xiao Rongyu had arrived early, and she was a little unhappy because Chen Hansheng didn't wait for her at the school gate in the morning.

However, when they met, she saw Chen Hansheng wearing a black down jacket and herself wearing a light pink one. Xiao Rongyu smiled sweetly and immediately forgot about these little things.

Today's plan is very tight. In the morning, we plan to go to the Qinhuai River sightseeing belt of Confucius Temple, have a special snack there at noon, go to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in the afternoon, and return to Jiangling in the evening.

However, plans can never keep up with changes. Who would have thought that Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu were directly attracted by the dazzling jewelry stores on Confucius Temple Street.

In the end, the four people were divided into two groups. Chen Zhaojun took Liang Meijuan's woolen coat, Chen Hansheng took Xiao Rongyu's down jacket and walked behind, while Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu walked in front hand in hand.

Xiao Rongyu wore a white tight cotton sweater under her down jacket, a pair of coffee-colored short boots on her feet, and a classic and exquisite melon-seed face and a figure of more than 1.67 meters. The foreigners on the Qinhuai River frequently cast their eyes on her.

A few hooligans who were mixed in the Confucius Temple area wanted to chat up, but they saw Chen Zhaojun and Chen Hansheng following behind.

Chen Zhaojun was better, just an ordinary middle-aged uncle in the office.

Chen Hansheng's temperament was different. He put one hand on his waist, unscrupulously opened his shirt, and looked at the bustling crowd with impatience on his face, and his eyes were twitching with a bit of rebellion from time to time.

After noticing a few hooligans, Chen Hansheng actually smiled at them indifferently.

These hooligans were also cowards. After discussing, they actually gave up.

The fighting power of middle-aged women and young girls together was amazing. They kept strolling until three o'clock in the afternoon, and were finally dragged to eat by Chen Hansheng who was so hungry that he couldn't hold on.

In this way, the travel plan to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum must be ruined, so they simply had a good time in Confucius Temple all day.

Hearing Chen Hansheng's painful announcement of this decision, Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu laughed and applauded.

Confucius Temple was even more lively at night. On the screen wall of Qinhuai people, a row of red lanterns hung down, and the quaint cruise ships were full of tourists from all over the country. The sound of piano and tea, the ancient style and fragrance.

This lively atmosphere has always infected Liang Meijuan, and she was still a little excited after returning to the hotel.

"Old Chen, let's go out for a walk."

Chen Zhaojun looked at the time: "It's already 9:30."

Liang Meijuan dragged Chen Zhaojun: "Let's go to the school again. Who knows when we can come back in the future."

Chen Zhaojun heard that this was indeed the truth, and the two changed their clothes and went out.

In late autumn, the Finance College was full of sycamore leaves, which made a "crunching, crunching" sound when stepped on. Chen Zhaojun and his wife walked to 101, Building F, unknowingly, and did not expect that the lights were still on here.

"Han Sheng is also very tired today. Why did he come to fiddle with this base again?"

Liang Meijuan felt distressed and a little regretful. She should not have played so late earlier.

The two walked into 101, but did not see Chen Hansheng. They saw another back under the table.

She was kneeling on the ground and carefully wiping the rust. Judging from the flexible and graceful curve of her back, it should be a girl.

"Hello..."

Liang Meijuan originally just wanted to say hello, but she didn't expect to scare the girl. There was a "bang" sound, and the girl bumped into the iron plate when she looked up.

"Are you okay? Be careful and come out first."

Chen Zhaojun said with concern.

The girl bent over and slowly came out. Liang Meijuan looked at her carefully.

She was actually a little taller than Xiaoyuer. She was wearing an old-fashioned high school uniform. The trouser legs were frayed, and the knees and cuffs were stained with thick dust, which meant that she had been cleaning while she was having fun in the Confucius Temple just now.

Her black hair was tied into a bun suitable for work. The sweat on her temples was translucent. Under the mottled light, her figure looked weak and fragile, and a little stubborn that made people feel distressed.

But the girl kept looking down at her toes, so Liang Meijuan couldn't see her face clearly.

"What's your name?"

Liang Meijuan was about to take the girl's hand, but she hesitated a little.

"Yes, there is dust."

The girl whispered.

Liang Meijuan still took her hand: "It doesn't matter if there is dust, you are helping Chen Hansheng clean!"

After saying that, Liang Meijuan did not ask the girl to raise her head, but squatted down on her own initiative. The moment the two looked at each other, Liang Meijuan gasped.

"Chen Zhaojun, what a pretty girl."