After throwing it for about ten times, Zhang Xiaorong replied: "I was released by my classmates. It's so boring to go shopping alone..."

Bian Nan held his cell phone, thought for a while, and called the phone directly. After ringing several times, Zhang Xiaorong answered the phone and fed it a little lazy.

"Where are you visiting?" Bian Nan asked.

"Peachering street, where else can I go," said Zhang Xiaorong, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go over," Biannan stood up, went into Wanfei's house and took his coat and said, "You'll wait for me in twenty minutes."

Wan Fei's home is very close to the pedestrian street, and it is only about ten minutes to take a taxi. It was just the right time to get to Manji from Biannan.

He glanced in and didn't see Zhang Xiaorong, so he called.

"Ah, I'm walking over there from the cinema," Zhang Xiaorong's voice was slow, "Wait for me for two minutes, I'll walk slowly with the things."

"You wait for me in the same place, I'll go there." Bian Nan said, this is Zhang Xiaorong, he really doesn't have such patience if he changes a girl.

He hung up the phone, put his cell phone back in his pocket and was about to walk to the cinema, but he looked up and stopped.

hehe.

Haha! Haha...

It’s really hard to stop fate when it comes.

But what surprised Bian Nan the most was not that he could meet Qiu Yi by just taking two steps on the pedestrian street, but that Bian Xinyu was standing beside Qiu Yi!

Can Qiu Yi actually be related to Bian Xinyu?

What the hell is going on?

Bian Nan stood there and looked at Qiu Yi, stunned for a long time without thinking whether he should pretend not to see him walking away or punching him or keep standing there.

Or would you say happy birthday to Bian Xinyu?

Qiu Yi was obviously quite surprised and didn't move while standing.

"Oh, Bian Nan?" Bian Xinyu broke the silence and raised her eyebrows. When she found that Bian Nan's gaze was not on her, she turned her head and looked at Qiu Yi, a little confused, "Hey, do you two know each other?"

"That's right." Qiu Yi smiled.

"Let's go." Bian Xinyu glanced at Bian Nan, pulled Qiu Yi's sleeve, and went straight forward to pass by Bian Nan.

Qiu Yi didn't move, but still looked at Bian Nan.

Bian Nan's feelings are a little indescribable now, and even the gangs who have formed with Qiu Yi are no longer the key point. Qiu Yi and Zhang Xiaorong, Qiu Yi and Bian Xinyu, what's going on? He no longer cares about it now. He doesn't feel anything when facing Qiu Yi's provocative eyes.

There was only one sentence in his mind. Bian Xinyu knew Qiu Yi. Will she tell Qiu Yi? What would she say?

He passed by Bian Xinyu in silence and walked forward without looking back.

"Let's go!" Bian Xinyu raised her voice and shouted at Qiu Yi again.

Qiu Yi looked back at Bian Nan's back and followed Bian Xinyu's footsteps.

After walking a while, Qiu Yi asked: "What's your relationship with Bian Nan?"

"I'm with him?" Bian Xinyu sneered, his voice full of disdain, "What can I do with him? I'll scare you to death if I say it."

"Oh." Qiu Yi smiled and said nothing else.

Bian Xinyu sneered again: "Do you think Bian Nan and I are brothers and sisters?"

"Isn't it?" Qiu Yi glanced at her.

"That's right, but it's not embarrassing to say it," Bian Xinyu frowned, "He was born to my father and another woman."

Qiu Yi paused, and Bian Xinyu turned around and walked a few steps, his voice a little cold: "He is the son of Jian San'er."

Qiu Yi didn't say anything.

After Bian Xinyu said this, she didn't continue and changed the topic: "How about you tell me to perm my hair ends?"

"Your school lets the first year of high school perm your hair?" Qiu Yi asked.

"What's the point of perm?" Bian Xinyu shook her hair, "Do you think it looks good if perm?"

"I don't know." Qiu Yi said.

"Hey, just when you give Chen Tingting a lesson during the winter vacation, didn't I go to find her? The ends of my hair were curled at that time." Bian Xinyu reminded him.

"...I don't remember." Qiu Yi thought for a while.

"Don't you remember this?" Bian Xinyu looked at him with some disappointment, "Then my hair was much longer than it is now, so you don't remember it, right?"

Qiu Yi covered his mouth with his hands and coughed gently: "Have you cut your hair?"

"Hey!" Bian Xinyu stared at him and raised his voice, "Do you don't even remember what I look like?"

"Not to say," Qiu Yi said, "when I see you, I will remember it."

What else did Bian Xinyu want to say? Qiu Yi pointed to the road to the right: "You are going to do your hair, I'm leaving, the time for tutoring is coming, happy birthday."

Before Bian Xinyu could speak, Qiu Yi turned around and strode down the right-turning path.

When Bian Nan saw Zhang Xiaorong, she was sitting on a bench by the side of the road, lowering her head and playing with her cell phone. Her long hair covered half of her face, looking quiet and comfortable.

However, the scene that would have made Bian Nan feel moved now had no special feeling. He walked to Zhang Xiaorong and sat down.

"You scared me," Zhang Xiaorong turned her head and saw that it was him, and patted her chest, "Why don't you call me?"

"Isn't it the same if you call you," said Bian Nan, "Have you eaten?"

"I'm losing weight," Zhang Xiaorong touched her face, "My face has been round."

"I can't tell, it looks pretty good." Bian Nan glanced at her.

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Xiaorong laughed.

"Who else said that?" Bian Nan chased after him.

"No one." Zhang Xiaorong smiled.

Bian Nan felt that Zhang Xiaorong's smile was a bit too obvious, so he also smiled: "Qiu Yi?"

"Don't guess," Zhang Xiaorong put away her smile, and after two seconds, she frowned again, "He has no other intentions."

Bian Nan was not a very patient person, and now he was very upset as if he had just fallen into the river and was caught up with a shameless person and then kicked down. Zhang Xiaorong's words made him very upset: "Do I say he has something else?"

Zhang Xiaorong was stunned. This was the first time Bian Nan used this tone to her. She closed her hair: "I didn't say anything. You two are my friends. I just don't want you to be like a grudge because of me..."

"Friend?" Bian Nan leaned on the back of the chair and looked at her, "I don't know what happened to Qiu Yi, but I'm chasing you, don't say you don't know."

Zhang Xiaorong lowered her head, still smiling: "Bian Nan..."

"I have a bad temper and have no patience," Bian Nan interrupted her, very irritable. "If you want, you are willing, just say it if you don't want to, is it interesting to hold me like this? Exciting?"

"What did you say!" Zhang Xiaorong's smile froze on her face.

"Nothing," Bian Nan stood up, "literally, I am willing to say something or not, and I think both sides are hanging on me and not accompany me."
Chapter completed!