Seeing the message sent by pen and paper, Yun Shuqian was confused for a moment, and his brain didn't even have time to turn around.
She immediately looked up and looked inside the milk tea shop.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can clearly see most of the store's environment. Except for three couples and two boys who gathered to play mobile games, there was only one single male.
That is Song Jiamu.
He was sitting by the window, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and it looked like he was sending a message to someone.
Could it be...
Is it him...?
impossible!!
I must have missed it!!
Maybe I misremembered the name of the milk tea shop?
Yun Shuqian's eyes were widened, and the small mouth hidden under the mask was slightly open. The noisy cultural square seemed to be silent for an instant, and the pedestrians around him were hidden. Only the people behind the glass windows could be seen.
Song Jiamu is alone.
She was about to pick up her phone and look through the chat history with paper and pen, trying to find the correct location of the milk tea shop to prove that she had remembered it wrong.
The paper-and-pencil message was sent again.
Pen and paper: "Don't remember wrongly, the Jinxiang Milk Tea Shop in the Cultural Plaza."
Pen and paper: "[Address]"
Can you please stop being so weirdly considerate!!
Yun Shuqian almost fainted.
Although she is not good at finding directions, Su Nan only clicked on the address he sent to this cultural square, and the navigation also reminded her thoughtfully: "Twenty meters away from your location."
Pen and paper: "I'm wearing a white T-shirt and sitting by the window. You can see me when you come in."
She looked up again.
Wearing a white T-shirt and sitting by the window, Song Jiamu put down his mobile phone, studied the menu, looked at it twice and put down the menu again. He looked polite, sitting upright, and occasionally went to the store.
Looking in the direction of the door.
It's really him...
The pen and paper turned out to be Song Jiamu! Her best pen pal turned out to be the stinky guy she hated the most!
What is this? A prank?
Yun Shuqian immediately thought of this possibility. With this bad guy's habits, he would definitely not miss any opportunity to tease her. Maybe he had laid an ambush as early as two years ago, lurking around her under the alias of paper and pen.
I was waiting for this day, and then laughed loudly and said: I didn’t expect it! Classmate Yun Shuqian! The pen and paper are actually me! I know all the pornographic books you wrote!
Don’t you write it yourself!!
The green chest rose and fell rapidly, and Yun Shuqian was furious.
Seeing that Song Jiamu, who was waiting for no one, was about to look this way, Yun Shuqian hurriedly hugged the small bag in her arms and ran to a further corner.
Song Jiamu couldn't see her from this position, unless he got up and looked back, but she could still see his back.
The little girl squatted down with some annoyance, holding her cell phone and looking aimlessly through the chat history with pen and paper, not daring to reply to him, and didn't know what to do for a while.
calm down.
In short, under the current circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to meet Song Jiamu.
Yun Shuqian felt bad when she thought that she had dressed up specially to meet him today.
"Why is this like this..."
Yun Shu moaned slightly, burying his head in his arms like an ostrich.
After a while, she gradually cleared her thoughts.
The possibility that I just thought of may not have a high probability of happening. If Song Jiamu knew that it was her who was staying in the house and could disguise it so well, then it would be a waste if he didn't film it.
Growing up together, she knew all the hairs on Song Jiamu's body. If he had mastered so many little secrets of hers, he would definitely be unable to hold it back.
Then there was only one possibility left, which she called a coincidence. If anyone said it was fate, she would take out a dictionary and tell them what coincidence and fate were.
——Perhaps, Song Jiamu, like her, didn’t know that Yun Shuqian was a stay-at-home guy.
This way, things make sense.
The two happily went to meet each other, and ended up meeting each other...
So what to do next?
Pretending that I was the mastermind behind the scenes, I walked into the milk tea shop openly, looked at him condescendingly, raised the corners of my mouth with a victorious tone and said with a smile: Jiejie, I can't believe it, classmate Song Jiamu!
Your best pen pal is actually me! How shameless of you to write that kind of book!
You can definitely see Song Jiamu at a loss, hysterical and flustered, kneeling down and begging for mercy, asking her not to tell anyone about his book writing.
Thinking of this, Yun Shuqian, who had just lost the object of his admiration, suddenly felt much better.
"Are you okay, miss?"
The cleaning lady took the broom and asked with concern, wondering why such a nice little girl was squatting on the ground and giggling.
"No, it's okay..."
Yun Shuqian quickly stood up and did what he said.
She took a deep breath and took two steps toward the entrance of the milk tea shop.
Stop.
think.
Then he retreated slowly.
No, no, no! I still can't face him calmly! If he catches her weakness and suppresses her in turn, it will be over!
After this battle between heaven and man, Yun Shuqian finally calmed down.
Sure enough, when netizens meet, it's a shameless behavior. The person they're chatting with is a cat who only knows how to play with mobile phones, but the person they're chatting with is actually a bitter enemy. This will never happen again!
You can't blame her. There is such a big gap between Song Jiamu in real life and on the Internet. Ever since he was nine years old, he has never spoken to her so gently. When the two met in real life, even the air was sour.
The smell of gunpowder makes the other party sour to death.
Fortunately, I was resourceful and brave and came to the base in advance to conduct surveillance, thus avoiding the social death situation.
So in this case...
Yun Shuqian's big eyes blinked, and she was thinking a little. Her little hands unconsciously rubbed the shoulder straps of her bag, looking a little expectant and teasing, as if she was waiting for something bad to happen.
You will look very happy.
The initiative is with me!
Yes! Song Jiamu is in the light and she is in the dark!
As long as they don't meet, he will never know that Zhaidai is her, but she clearly knows everything about him!
Whether it's the books he wrote, his little secrets, or even the bad things he said about her, she can master them all!
The enemy is still paralyzed, but she, the resourceful and brave Yun Shuqian, has already reached the other side!
"Humph, let's see how I treat you..."
After figuring out his own advantages, Yun Shuqian was in a good mood and his slight depression disappeared.
When it comes to falling in love, how can there be any joy in repairing an enemy?
The phone vibrated again.
Pen and paper: "Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up?"
Even though she knew the facts, Yun Shuqian still panicked for no reason when she received the message from him.
She held her mobile phone in both hands, leaned against the wall, pursed her lips and thought for a long time before sending him a message back.
Zhai Jiuting was stunned: "I met my dad on the road and was arrested and sent home. We can no longer see each other..."