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"Of course, it’s mainly our class," Jiang Jiang said with a smile. "That Li Min in our dormitory became an entertainment reporter. She started to guess that there must be other classes to meet classmates and get together."
Jiang Zhuoning was quiet for a while. "Then I know. When the time comes, you can send me the time and place, and I will bring you the gift, so I won’t specifically look for you."
"That’s a deal."
"hmm"
Jiang Jiang hung up and installed a mobile phone.
Just after six o’clock, she took the car, and the road was a little blocked. She arrived at the Fourth Hospital for more than an hour, and Yan Shaoqing was just on duty.
Jiang Jiang is so tired that the driver gave it to him.
Yan Shaoqing took the right road, looked up at the rearview mirror and smiled, "Did you go shopping?"
"Just bought a few clothes."
"With your mother?"
"Just myself," Jiang Jiang replied and suddenly remembered Ning Jinxiu’s words and said to him, "My mother said to let me see my grandfather early in the morning. What do you think? Are you working day? "
"God?" Yan Shaoqing slightly thought, "Let’s take Shao Hui back to our class on Saturday."
"But I have a class reunion the night after tomorrow." Jiang Jiang looked at him.
"Class reunion?" Yan Shaoqing’s car is a little slow, thinking and saying, "The reunion doesn’t conflict with this. You can’t drink enough. Just be careful not to drink at the party. We will go back before lunch."
"That’s all right, too." Jiang Jiang nodded and agreed
It coincides with the late rush hour, and the road is quite blocked.
After driving for a while, Jiang Jiang got sleepy, squinted in his seat for a while, and then woke up to find that he was still far from home. He was depressed for a while, yawned while covering his mouth, and went back to his seat, but he was not sleepy.
Thinking about meeting Meng Jia Wu in the afternoon, she thoughtfully asked Yan Shaoqing, "Brother Yan, do you think it is easier for two people who are completely different to have feelings or two people who are similar in temperament to have feelings?"
Yan Shaoqing one leng, "Your question is too general to answer."
"As far as Meng Jia Wu and Jiang Zhuoning are concerned," Jiang Jiang simply said directly, "Do you think it is possible for them in your man’s position?"
Yan Shaoqing smiled. "This speculation is meaningless."
Jiang Jiang "…"
Well, she forgot that Yan Shaoqing is a topic terminator and is not very good at chatting.
Jiang Jiang lowered his seat, put his hands close to his ear and looked at his side face in a daze.
Yan Shaoqing was watched by her for a long time, and her face was gentle and many voices were low. "Love is easy to get married, but it is difficult to get married. Love requires two people to form a family, but it affects the personality and interests of the two families. They are different in all aspects. When they first meet, they are likely to attract each other, but they are also the easiest to part ways. Love is a collision marriage. According to your statement, it is unlikely that they will enter marriage."
"You think so?" Jiang Jiang suddenly sat up and looked at him.
"Didn’t you ask my opinion?"
Jiang Jiang "well" a thoughtful silence also don’t talk.
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The road traveled for more than an hour.
At nine o’clock in the evening, two people finally got home.
Yan Shaoqing stopped the car and glanced at the co-pilot Jiang Jiang. She fell asleep.
Halfway down the seat, the little man curled up sideways and put his hands on his cheeks and eyes closed to see how quiet and quiet it was.
Yan Shaoqing has no car for the time being. Look at her quietly.
Slowly, his lips picked up a radian, which was incredibly soft. He looked at her as if he were looking at a unique treasure in the world, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of tenderness.
Jiang Jiang woke up in a daze and gave him such a pair of eyes
With a stunned look, she hesitated, "What time is it?"
"After nine o’clock," Yan Shaoqing said with a low smile, "I didn’t call you because you slept soundly."
"Ah?" Jiang Jiang suddenly felt a little guilty and got up and said, "You can go back to sleep when you get home. Haven’t you eaten yet?"
"I’m not hungry," Yan Shaoqing said, and got out of the car and went around to the co-pilot.
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Jiang tiao untied the safety belt, pushed the door and conveniently held his arm and hung it on his body to enter the house.
Just arrived in the living room, two people heard a gentle coax.
"Why hasn’t Shao Hui slept yet?"
"Brother!"
His voice fell to the ground in front of the tea table in a daze. Yan Shaohui ran over with his calf and hugged his thigh.