Ye Zhou, youre really not going with us to pick up your brother? Mother Ye had a glorious appearance today. Her face was painted with exquisite makeup that could rarely be seen in a lifeti. The clothes on her body were also bought in the mall two days ago. Before going out, she had also finished straightening out the collar in the mirror.
Father Ye was also not to be outdone: his shoes were polished brightly and he took off his usual comfortable jacket and wore a suit that was ironed until there wasnt a single wrinkle. Then in a while, take a taxi to the Fujin Hotel.
Ye Zhou gave a half-hearted response. After the two people had left, Ye Zhou ran to their ho window and waited for a mont, watching them drive out of the neighborhood. He imdiately turned back to his bedroom and packed up the few luggage. Following their steps, he left ho.
On the bus, Ye Zhou once again verified that there was a one-way ticket to A City still remaining. Once he got off the bus, he walked toward the ticket window.
Returning from his arduous struggle to grab the ticket, Ye Zhou had changed to the train at 10 oclock this morning.
As he was sitting in the waiting room, he always felt like he had forgotten sothing. However, he opened his bag and flipped through it once. He was sure that hed brought everything. Then what the hell was it?
It wasnt until he got on the train and noticed that the girl in the neighboring seat was carrying a transparent bag showing their famous preserved fruit specialty that he rembered.
He actually forgot to bring the specialty product for his roommates!
Usually, boys didnt like this kind of small snacks, but miraculously, the people in their dorm all said it was delicious. D Citys preserved fruit not only retained the fruits fragrance, but it was also not too sweet and not too sour. Even their dorms Zhou Wendao, who never liked to eat snacks, was also taken captive. With the things in his hotown being recognized, Ye Zhou was very proud and didnt think it was too troubleso to bring back a big bag every ti he went ho.
But this tibecause things were too abrupt, he was inattentive and forgot.
The train slowly started. Ye Zhou estimated the ti and guessed that his parents should be at the hotel greeting the guests. He dialed the phone and called them.
Sure enough, the other end of the phone was a little noisy. Mother Ye unhappily said, Where are you? Why havent you co yet?
Mom, Im sorry. I rembered wrong before. The ticket I bought was for this morning. I wanted to change the date, but the tickets after tomorrow are all sold out As if echoing Ye Zhous words, the train issued out a long whistle. Needless to say, Mother Ye also knew where Ye Zhou was now.
You say, can you do anything properly? Dropping the ball at the critical mont, Mother Ye said with displeasure. Forget it, forget it. Ai, elder sister co over here, co sit in the private room
With that incoherent sound, Mother Ye hung up the phone.
Ye Zhou looked at the black screen and breathed a sigh of relief.
On the last two days of the holiday, the students ca back to school one after another, except for those in Ye Zhous dorm room.
Ye Zhous roommates arrived on the last day.
Xu Yangjun tossed a large bag of luggage on the ground and looked at Ye Zhou, who was looking at his phone with his legs sticking up from the bed. He asked, Zhou, you didnt go ho again?
Went ho, but ca back early. Ye Zhou put down his cell phone and directly climbed down from the upper bunk. With no one in the dorms, itd suffocate .
Ye Zhou didnt like quiet very much. It may be because the environnt that his parents created for him when he was a child was too quiet, so this caused him to particularly like to plunge into the crowd, in a place where his parents couldnt see him.
Do you eat polo? Its hogrown! Xu Yangjun took out a volleyball-sized polo from his bag and patted it. The golden polo skin exuded a touch of fragrance, which seed to be enticing the two to taste.
Well, Ill cut the skin. Ye Zhou licked his lips and didnt stand by courtesy. He took out a fruit knife and gently made several cuts on the polo skin without bruising the pulp and then peeled down the polo skin.
Xu Yangjun took the polo that had been stripped of its skin, broke it with his hands and succeeded in dividing the polo into two equal parts. Ye Zhou tore off a polo segnt and removed the bitter skin outside. The flesh inside was red and looked fresh. Biting down, the juice filled every corner of the mouth. The taste wasnt as sweet as it looked, with a hint of distinct bitterness.
So sour! Xu Yangjuns whole face wrinkled. He threw aside the rest of the polo and gulped down a glass of water, but unexpectedly, this made the bitterness spread throughout his entire mouth. Bitter!
Ye Zhou resolutely finished a polo segnt and said, Do you have to go that far? I think its okay.
Zhou, quickly give
so dried mangoes!
You bought it? After asking this, Ye Zhou realized that Xu Yangjun was talking about the dried mangoes from his hotown. At the university for more than a year, Ye Zhou had never forgotten to bring them the preserved fruit whenever he returned from ho. ThatI was in a hurry and forgot this ti. But I have cookies. You can use them to pad first.
Xu Yangjun wheezed twice, ate several cookies in a row, and finished a glass of water. He sighed comfortably. Looking at the polo that hed held all the way here like a baby, he said with a complicated expression, What a loss.
I think its very good. Besides, its grown by your family, and its green and pollution-free.
Xu Yangjun scratched his head and said, If you like it, then its worth it.
Other people will certainly like it. When the words just fell, Zhou Wendao pushed in. As soon as he entered the dorm room, he put his baggage down and wiped his face at the sink.
Hot to death. Finally can relax. Zhou Wendao wiped his face with a towel, looked intently at Xu Yangjuns desk and stopped. Polo! I love polo the most.
He bluntly broke off a segnt and took a big bite. Sss, not bad.
Ye Zhou laughed. Our Junjuns family grew it. How can it be bad?
Zhou Wendao flatteringly took another segnt to eat, eating while praising, Delicious.
Xu Yangjuns depressed mood finally cleared up. Although it was his wishful thinking to bring sothing, but able to receive the approval of his friends, his hard work along the way wasnt in vain. Heheh, if you like it, Ill bring it for you next ti. Im going downstairs to boil so water. Do you want to go?
Ye Zhou pointed at his own water bottle and said, Ive already brought in a bottle in the morning.
Zhou Wendao waved his hand. Let
rest, then Ill go again.
When Xu Yangjun left, Zhou Wendao imdiately rubbed his aching teeth and said, Give
sothing to eat. So sour.
Ye Zhou pursed his lips and smiled, placing before him the half packet of cookies that Xu Yangjun hadnt finished.
Half an hour later, Xu Yangjun carried the water bottle up and gave Ye Zhou a aningful look. Tsk tsk tsk, Little Zhouzhou, youre not honest.
Ye Zhous whole face was stupefied.
Zhou Wendao, gossiping and snickering, gathered by Xu Yangjuns side and said, What? What?
Ill just say it. How could the considerate in all things classmate Ye Zhou make a careless mistake? Xu Yangjun leaned against the wall with both arms crossed, striking a pose. He pulled down his fake glasses and said, You actually didnt forget to bring the preserved fruit.
Ye Zhou suddenly had a bad feeling.
It turns out that you brought a big bag of preserved fruit and gave it all to Shang Jin! Xu Yangjun walked next to Ye Zhou and gave him a point of praise, Chasing people should be like this! First capture his stomach, then capture the man!
What what what? Zhou Wendao jabbered on beside him, What do you an?
I just had sothing to find Wen Renxu for, and then I saw a bag of preserved fruit on Shang Jins table, the kind that Zhou always brought us! A really big bag!
Ye Zhou pried apart Zhou Wendao and Xu Yangjun who were blocking the doorway, and walked toward Shang Jins dorm room.
Of the four people in Shang Jins dorm, the other three were still unpacking things. Only Shang Jin was leaning on the chair with a dried mango in his mouth and a magazine in his hand.
The light in front of him suddenly darkened. Shang Jin raised his head and t head-on with Ye Zhous gaze that held an unclear aning. He swallowed the dried mango and said, Its very delicious.
Ye Zhou still didnt have ti to say anything when Shang Jin added, Like what youve said before.
This sentence was like writing a sequel to a TV series that was just about to end, once again whetting the appetite of the crowd.
Subjected to the surrounding gazes of passion mixed with curiosity, Ye Zhou felt that his and Shang Jins story ending still had a long way to go.
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