Murong Fei did not gloat about Zheng Qian's experience, nor did he sympathize with her, because all these were her own choices, and she had to pay for the choices she made.
Murong Fei knew that he and Zheng Qian were just friends and former classmates.
"I heard that you later joined the army?" Zheng Qian asked Murong Fei.
"right."
Murong Fei replied: "In my sophomore year, I kept my academic status and joined the army. I originally thought that I could go back and finish college in two years, but I didn't expect that I stayed in the army until now. The original art university eventually became
Military academy.”
"Is it because of me?" Zheng Qian asked again.
"yes."
Murong Fei nodded and did not hide anything.
"Murong, I..."
"Zheng Qian, I know you want to say it later, but I still don't want to say it."
Before Zheng Qian could speak, she was interrupted by Murong Fei: "No matter now or in the future, our lives will never have any intersection. Your life is this studio, and my life is
Green barracks. Take care!”
After saying that, Murong Fei walked away and quickly disappeared from the street, disappearing from Zheng Qian's sight. Looking at the empty street, Zheng Qian sighed lightly, maybe she really made a wrong choice.
As a person, some mistakes can be corrected; once some mistakes are made, there will be no chance to change them!
When Murong Fei returned home, Huang Hong had already prepared breakfast. Steamed buns steamed by himself, a plate of pickled cucumbers, and thick white porridge. It was a very simple breakfast, but it had a "taste of home" breakfast.
"Hey, Mom's steamed buns."
When Murong Fei saw the steamed buns on the table, he stretched out his hand to grab it, but before he could reach the plate, Huang Hong hit the back of Murong Fei's hand with his chopsticks, "Go take a shower first. You are covered in sweat and smelly."
Toasty."
Everyone in the family knew about the love affair with Zheng Qian back then, but Murong Fei did not mention the meeting with Zheng Qian this time. Zheng Qian will no longer leave any traces for Murong Fei, and the traces left before will not be left.
It has long been washed away by time.
After taking a shower, Murong Fei returned to the table and started eating breakfast. Huang Hong glanced at his son who was devouring his breakfast and said, "I'll go out with you to buy some clothes later."
"Why are you buying clothes?" Murong Fei asked, blinking.
"I'll give you something to wear on a blind date in the afternoon." Huang Hong said, "I looked through the clothes you brought back. They are either camouflage pants or tight-fitting vests. Are you going to wear these for a blind date? This is too unseemly."
"What's wrong with this?" Murong Fei said puzzledly: "I was originally a soldier, and I usually wear training uniforms in the army. I rarely even wear regular uniforms. If you ask me to change into
Those serious clothes have to make me look awkward. It’s up to you to decide whether it’s going to happen or not, so why should we be so formal? Just be casual.”
"You kid!"
Huang Hong shook her head helplessly. She also knew that her son was stubborn, otherwise he wouldn't have been stubborn enough to go to art university because of Zheng Qian.
Although the agreed time to meet was two o'clock in the afternoon, just after lunch, Murong Fei was kicked out of the house by his parents, saying that they could not keep the woman waiting for too long.
Oh, my parents, there are still more than two hours left, I can make it there even if I walk. Murong Fei, who was standing outside the door, wanted to cry but had no tears.
The upper body is wearing a white tight-fitting vest without a khaki shirt, the lower body is a pair of all-terrain camouflage pants, paired with a pair of mid-top wolf brown desert combat boots, and a pair of sunglasses are hung on the face. It is also quite tangible, just from the community
As soon as we walked to the taxi stop, several beauties turned their heads.
Camouflage is actually the clothing that best reflects a person's body shape. If you can wear camouflage clothing stylishly, you can look stylish no matter what you wear. The high-intensity training of the Longyin Army made Murong Fei very strong.
It held up his slightly loose clothes very well.
…
Hangshan City, a high-end community.
Tong Qianxue held the hairpin in her mouth, tying her hair while walking out of the room. She tied her hair behind her head and fixed it with a big hairpin. It was simple yet beautiful, hanging on her long and white neck.
Wearing a platinum necklace added another embellishment to her beauty.
"My senior sister, how can you be so beautiful?"
Song Wan, who was sitting in the living room, looked at her upper body wearing a white tube top paired with a white women's shirt. The hem of the shirt was tied into a knot on her abdomen, revealing a small waist; her lower body was wearing a pair of aqua blue three-quarter jeans, revealing her thin white calves.
Tong Qianxue yelled: "Senior sister, you are so beautifully dressed, I don't want to let you go out. As soon as you go out, those men on the street will definitely have their eyes fixed on you and won't move away. Oh, I
If only it were a man, I would definitely marry you home!"
"If you were a man, do you think you could enter my house?" Tong Qianxue chuckled and flicked Song Wan's forehead, picked up the small bag on the table, and said, "Let's go, Oscar-winning actress."
"Senior, are you out so early?" Song Wan asked.
"Whether a man is punctual or not can explain a lot of problems." Tong Qianxue said: "If you don't even have the most basic concept of time, I think even the most basic understanding can be avoided. This is called judging by points."
"I really don't know what kind of man can catch your eye." Song Wan shook her head helplessly and said.
Tong Qianxue drove her red Mercedes-Benz C200 to a cafe on Jiannan Road; while Tong Qianxue drove to the cafe, Murong Fei also successfully stopped a taxi.
This cafe on Jiannan Road is opened by a Chinese-American. The cafe is about 200 square meters with not many seats. The space is spacious and the environment is elegant. It is very popular among young men and women. In addition to coffee, this cafe also sells
Some cones and ice cream, so some kids around are also regulars here.
Because it is a working day, there are not many people in the cafe. If it is a weekend, all the seats here will be filled.
Tong Qianxue parked her car in the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall, then walked to the coffee shop with Song Wan, chose a corner seat to sit down, and each ordered a cup of iced coffee.
When Tong Qianxue and Song Wan walked into the coffee shop, the eyes of the two gangsters sitting at the table at the door, whose hair was dyed yellow and whose teeth were burnt yellow by incense smoke, and who were almost in their twenties, suddenly lit up.
One of the gangsters took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one and held it in his mouth. He deliberately talked in a loud voice about his "glorious deeds" in a nightclub last night, trying to attract the attention of Tong Qianxue and Song Wan.