The four-week closed military training finally ended. After a symbolic review of the results of the military training, they were thoughtfully given a two-day holiday. Tom
The formal study career will begin in two days.
In the cafeteria of the second campus, Ye Haoran and Wei Lai had lunch together, cuddling on a bench like other couples, chatting and eating not-so-delicious food.
Wei Lai took a bite of the fried chicken fillet and began to complain to Ye Haoran: "I told you to go out to eat, but you insist on coming here. Look at how unpalatable it is."
"You have a lot to do, and you come here often when I'm not around. I think what you want to eat isn't food at all."
Ye Haoran continued to eat and directly responded to Wei Lai's words.
Wei Lai wasn't angry either and smiled: "Of course, since you understand everything, why don't you just follow me!"
Hua was the same age and had just begun to fall in love. Naturally, he was a little obsessed with the taste of the forbidden fruit, but Ye Haoran couldn't go out for military training, so he had to wait patiently. After finally waiting for Ye Haoran's military training to end, Wei Lai couldn't wait. Tom
Ye Haoran naturally understands her thoughts, but the military training has just ended and he still has a lot to do. He has to pay a visit to the company no matter what. He doesn't have to work, but he must show up occasionally, otherwise the boss will disappear and the employees will definitely People's hearts are distracted.
The second step is to go home and tidy up. He will move to a house in Qingbei in the next two days. Although Xia Lin has already packed it for him, there are still a lot of things that need to be sorted out.
Wei Lai also understood that the two of them would still have a long time together, and he would not be angry because Ye Haoran couldn't accompany her today.
After the two had finished eating, they took a walk back to the girls' dormitory building. After seeing Wei Lai off, they drove to the art department campus.
When he came over, Fang Hui had already tidied herself up, changed out of her military training clothes and put on short sleeves and a long skirt.
In fact, Fang Hui's appearance is not as outstanding as that of Wei Lai among the crowd, but her aura is something that no one else has. She seems to be independent from the world, just like what some people call artistic atmosphere. .
"Have you been waiting for a long time? Come up quickly."
When Fang Hui saw Ye Haoran's car, she was shocked at first, and then accepted the matter.
He can always do things differently from others.
Sitting on the passenger seat, he smiled and shook his head and said, "I didn't wait long. I came back after dinner and tidied up before I came out."
Fang Hui did not go to day school but lived on campus, but the two days' rest was just enough for her to go back and see Fang Hui's mother. She must have been uncomfortable having just left home, so she had to go back to see her.
As the Mercedes-Benz was driving on the road, Ye Haoran held the steering wheel with one hand and held Fang Hui's tender hand with the other hand and asked, "How are you? Are you still used to it after this month?"
Fang Hui nodded: "It's okay. The students in the art department are relatively independent and don't communicate much with each other, but generally they get along well."
The art department is like this. Most people live in their own little world. Only those who really think in the same channel can get along with each other. But for art, everyone has their own opinions and ideas, so it is difficult to find it. Like-minded people. Tom
Painting is Fang Hui's hobby. She does not regard this as her only hobby. Some people who have been deeply influenced by it since childhood even think about how to create a perfect painting while eating.
Ye Haoran tightened Fang Hui's little hand and warned: "Call me if you have anything. Don't keep everything in your heart alone. If you don't want to tell me, you can also call Lin Jiamo. No one's life can be smooth. But you still have me."
"Um!"
Fang Hui, who was sensitive, held Ye Haoran's big hand instead. If he couldn't hold it with one hand, he would use two hands. His eyes showed hidden affection and stared at the side of Ye Haoran's face while driving.
Fang Hui values very little, which makes her pay more attention to what she values.
The two have had a tacit understanding with each other since they were in the first year of high school. They never mentioned the word love, but they were always in love.
The first time we met, the first time we went to the rooftop, the first time we hugged and kissed each other, it was always so natural, as if everything should be like this. Tom
no matter what
Fang Hui, who didn't say anything, tilted his upper body a little and rested his head on Ye Haoran's arm, just enjoying the tranquility and company.
When Mercedes-Benz returned to Fang Hui's community, Fang Hui's mother had been waiting at the door for a long time.
Her daughter has become successful, and she is naturally happy as a mother. The only regret is that she still doesn't like the boy named Ye.
When she saw a Mercedes-Benz approaching slowly in the distance, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy. She was supporting the family alone, and of course she hoped that life would get better and better. But it was easy to say it, but very difficult to do it. , so he placed his hopes on his daughter.
But... when she saw the person driving clearly, her expression suddenly dropped. If her brain shape hadn't limited her face length, she might have been able to pull him to the ground.
Looking at the co-pilot's daughter, she looked happy and had her eyes closed, as if she was enjoying something. Fang Hui's mother's face turned even darker.
The Mercedes-Benz came to a slow stop, and Fang Hui opened her eyes. What caught her eyes was her mother standing outside the car window. Tom
Seeing her mother's dark and long face, Fang Hui wanted to laugh but tried hard to hold it back.
Ye Haoran and Fang Hui got out of the car at the same time. Fang Hui walked over and hugged his mother's arm and said with a smile, "Mom, why are you waiting here? It's better to be at home."
Fang Hui's mother had a depressed look on her face. She glared at the man named Ye and then said, "If I knew this, I wouldn't even come out if you beat me to death. If you make yourself uncomfortable, it will also affect you two, right?"
"Mom! What did you say!"
Fang Hui said shyly, turned around and waved to Ye Haoran: "Haoran, I'm going back first. Come pick me up when class starts."
At this time, Fang Hui was not like her in high school. She no longer had the restraints of her mother when it came to love, so she naturally didn't have to hide it.
Ye Haoran also waved his hand and said hello to Fang Hui's mother, but he still received a blank stare in response. Tom
He didn't care, he returned to the car with a smile and prepared to go home.
As the Mercedes-Benz drove away, Fang Hui said to her mother in a cute way: "Mom, can't you be nicer to him? Why do you have to be like this every time we meet?"
"You have to be nice to him. He's just a bad boy. He's lucky if you don't spit in his face."
Fang Hui's mother suddenly became unhappy after hearing what Fang Hui said.
In fact, the main conflict was not because of the fact that Ye Haoran and Fang Hui were in love, but when she discovered that the two had a puppy love in high school, Fang Hui's mother came to the school and Ye Haoran disgraced her. Just because of this little thing, she I remember it till now.
The more she held the grudge, the deeper she felt, causing her to feel very unhappy every time she saw Ye Haoran.
Fang Hui shook her head helplessly and said she didn't want to say more, so she just pulled her mother back home. Tom
As long as they didn't talk about Ye Haoran, Fang Hui's mother was very happy no matter what the conversation was about. After returning home, she started asking Fang Hui all kinds of questions, asking about everything from food at school to housing.
As long as Fang Hui says yes, Fang Hui's mother will be happy for a long time.
