Chapter 115
At the first sight of Hangzhou, Su Qianmian and Shen Cheng stared straight at him and couldn't speak at all.
Hangzhou is not a very handsome boy. The face is a little long, thin, the cheekbones are a little high, and the edges and corners are clear. With a pair of gold glasses, the thick book air and... belly black.
Su Qianmian inexplicably felt that the thin, tall and clean man in front of him would definitely become good friends with Xun Mochen.
There is a saying that the smell is similar.
When Hang Zhou saw them standing beside Xiao Wang, he smiled politely, and two vortices immediately appeared on his face, softening Ling Yi all over his body.
Shen Cheng was a little unhappy and looked down at the floor. Hangzhou Yuguang glanced at him and didn't say anything. There was still a faint smile on his face.
Su Qianmian was a little unbelievable: "Are you... Brother Hang Yanqian?"
She knew that Hang Yanqian had an older brother, but this brother often didn't come, and Hang Yanqian rarely mentioned it. She had only met him once, but she met him by chance. Hang Yanqian introduced her indifferently.
It seems that the relationship between Hang Yanqian and his brother is not good.
But who knows? Her brother gives her tens of thousands of pocket money every year, saying that girls should be rich.
Shen Cheng looked at Hangzhou and then at Su Qianmian: Why didn't he know!
Hangzhou's just right explanation: "I don't go back often abroad. Qianqian, thanks to your care.
When the villagers saw the villagers, they burst into tears.
Everyone is eager to prepare ingredients.
Shen Cheng pushed Su Qianmian behind his back: "Why is it so wasteful! It can still be eaten."
Su Qianmian looked at the tenderest part of the vegetables left in her hand and spit out her tongue.
Unconsciously, I was too influenced by Xun Mochen.
Su Qianmian picked up what he could eat from the ground again. It's shameful to waste. Xun Mochen is so shameful!
Su Qianmian clenched his fist and attributed all the mistakes to Xun Mochen.
Su Qianmian knew that Hangzhou studied psychology, so when he went to buy drinks in Hangzhou, he took the initiative to ask to buy it with him.
Shen Cheng grinded his teeth behind, and the Hangzhou gentleman smiled: "Don't worry, this little sister will be perfectly returned to Zhao."
Tut, the talkative child agreed with Su Qianmian to follow, indicating that he had no other meaning for Su Qianmian, comforted Shen Cheng, and also promised to protect Su Qianmian. He also indirectly named Shen Cheng's worries and had a close relationship with Su Qianmian, which made Shen Cheng turn from anger to dark joy. What you learn about psychology is yin...
The wind was very strong. Hangzhou gave his scarf to Su Qianmian. Su Qianmian did not refuse and brought it to himself.
She thought about it and decided to start with Hang Yanqian first.
"Go back to see Qianqian when you have time. She often mentions you." Su Qianmian said flatteringly.
Hang Zhou smiled and said, "She must have no money when she mentioned me."
Eh... This brother is really... hit the nail on the head. When Hang Yanqian mentioned her brother several times, she said, "Alas! I'm oversolding this month. Brother, when will he transfer the money!"
"She actually misses you very much." Su Qianmian paused and began to make up: "I asked her what elective courses to choose, and she introduced psychology to me."
Hang Zhou laughed softly.
Su Qianmian felt guilty and lied in front of a psychologist, which was simply humiliated.
She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Psychology is a thing to deceive children!" Su Qianmian learned from Hang Yanqian's tone and said, "That's how she introduced it at that time."
Hang Zhou laughed this time.
"Do you have any questions to ask me when you come out with me?"
Su Qianmian blushed, and sure enough, he knew it...
"In fact, it's nothing... Well, recently, I always have some pictures in my mind. Sometimes I dream, sometimes I'm involuntarily in a daze, and sometimes when my feelings are more intense, I naturally think of them... I'm sure I haven't experienced those, but it's so clear, and the feelings inside, I can I have a deep understanding of it."
Su Qianmian's tone was a little weak: "I think I'm suffering from schizophrenia, depression, or paranoia, and I may also be crazy."
She dares not tell others about these things. She is afraid of other people's strange eyes and doesn't want to make trouble for the people around her - it's not a big deal. If she tells Guo Mingming, she may ask herself shyly, "Have you seen a handsome man **?"
Hangzhou held his arm and thought for a moment: "Psychology does have this phenomenon. What's the professional name..."
When Hangzhou was thinking about it, Su Qianmian secretly wiped her sweat. She seemed to have found the wrong person. Hangzhou is as unreliable as his sister!
Hangzhou didn't get up first, and simply didn't think about it. He said to Su Qianmian without shame: "Anyway, everyone will be more or less like this. You may be more serious. Is there a lot going on around you recently?
Su Qianmian nodded.
Hang Zhou clapped his hands: "That's right! Nervous emotions lead to the activity of your cerebral cortex, bad emotions or directing your mind to a certain aspect. Everyone reacts differently, and you obviously strengthen this... fantasy."
Su Qianmian was stunned by what he said.
Hang Zhou leaned over to Su Qianmian, put one hand on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Do you see the clock tower not far away?"
Su Qianmian was a little nervous and stared hard.
"Can you see the second hand?"
Su Qianmian shook his head. You can see it from such a long distance, pervert... The pervert's eyes are better.
"Do you hear the sound of the minute hand and second hand turning?" Hang Zhou continued.
Su Qianmian listened hard and heard a ticking sound in his ear. It seems to be in my ear, and it seems to come from the bell tower in the distance. In the silent night, black covers everything, leaving only thinking.
The watch on Hangzhou's wrist occasionally shines brightly under the street lamp, and his voice seems to be magical.
"Tell me, what did you see?"
"Chen, brother Chen..." Su Qianmian has been gradually hypnotized by Hangzhou.
"Brother Chen?" The little girl was on her waist and whispered.
With a clark, a long teenager came out of the wavy swimming pool. The same was battering was his pair of black and bright eyes.
The little girl walked in and squatted by the swimming pool, and the huge schoolbag behind her reached the ground.
She slapped her big watery eyes twice and asked curiously, "Why are you in the water?"
The teenager blushed and pretended to be old and explained: "Water pressure helps to inhibit the growth of scars."
The little girl nodded. She still remembers the scar on her brother's body when we last met...
The teenager floated quietly in the water, and his face became more red.
"You, you turn around first."
The little girl was a little puzzled, but she still did what the teenager said.
Wh! The sound of water coming out, and then rustling.
The little girl was curious and wanted to turn her head. The teenager's voice immediately came from behind her head: "It's not done yet."
The little girl squatted and pulled the grass on the ground.
Then someone approached, and the faint and lingering smell of herbs surrounded her.
The little girl turned around and saw the teenager wearing a loose casual suit, wearing a hood, pulling half of the top, revealing the black tights inside - which were also used to suppress scars and needed to be worn all year round.
The little girl gave the teenager a bright smile.
The teenager frowned: "Why are you here today? Don't you have to go to kindergarten?" As the teenager said, he walked back to the table by the swimming pool, took a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl's eyes were golden, and her stomach screamed.
She broke half of it to the teenager: "Brother Chen!"
Don't go over the teenager's pink face: "I don't eat."
This was prepared by him who specially asked the housekeeper to prepare it. When she didn't come, he ate it one by one, but he was happier to watch her eat.
But the teenager still asked with a cold face, "Did you secretly come here with your schoolbag on your back?"
The little girl suddenly swallowed: Cough, Brother Chen is so awesome!
She did sneak out.
The teenager helped her pat the quilt and said, "It's really hopeless."
The little girl defended: "No! Our teacher asked us to write a full 1 and then I wrote another 2!"
Teenagers don't feel headaches: What kind of education does a little girl receive?
I don't know that the little girl's mother's education since she was a child is: Don't work too hard, what if she learns stupid...