I'd love to live next door to you

Qin Shujian was confused and was dragged onto the bus by him.

There are not many people on the bus, but there are no seats.

Cheng an grabs her arm and takes her to the middle of the handrail. One hand grabs the swinging ring and the other holds her shoulder.

Qin Shujian holds the handrail tightly with her hands, and with the car going and stopping, her thin body bumps into him from time to time.

Every time, she was very nervous and carefully peeped at him.

But he didn't care at all. He looked out of the window and didn't know what he was thinking.

Qin Shujian couldn't help but think that this man is not as terrible as the legend.

After a few stops, Qin Shujian arrived.

When the station announcement sounded, Qin Shujian politely raised her head and said "goodbye" to Cheng An, then walked towards the door.

No sooner had she stepped out than Cheng an pinched her back collar.

She looks confused and looks back. She doesn't know what Cheng an wants to do. She whispers, "what's the matter?"

Cheng An's eyebrows are light. "I praised you today, didn't I?"

Qin Shujian has a little head and bright eyes. Yes, someone praised her today.

"Then did I help you today?" Cheng an asked again.

Qin Shujian continued to light her little head, right? He helped her to shoot the balloon.

"So should you also praise me?" Cheng an looks at her.

"Well," Qin Shujian suddenly realized, looked at him sincerely, and said in a serious way,

"you are so fast in ballooning."

The bus stops and the door opens.

With others getting out of the car, Cheng Ansong opens Qin Shujian's collar. Qin Shujian waves at him and jumps out of the car quickly.

When the bus was restarted, Cheng An, with a depressed chest, felt a pink balloon in his pocket.

He stared at the balloon for a while, with a light "tut".

Look at the color. It doesn't match the little girl.

The car continues to stagger forward. At the last stop, all the people in the car continue to get off the car, leaving Cheng an alone.

The driver shouted at him: "boy, we are at the terminal. We have to turn back five minutes after stopping. Get out of the car quickly."

Cheng an glances at the bus stop outside the window and scolds in his heart. Which door is his God?

Then he walked to the front door with long legs, touched two coins and threw them in,

"master, I'll turn back and go by the way."

Driver's teacher: Boy, I can play.

…

Qin Shujian ran home in a happy mood. From a distance, she saw a worn-out door with a dark yellow light and a gray haired old man, hunched down, sitting on a small bench and looking at her from time to time.

Qin Shujian ran over quickly and shouted: "Grandma!"

When the old man saw her, his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Jane is back? Why are you so late today? "

Qin Shujian squatted beside the old man, looked up at her, with joy and satisfaction in her eyes: "grandma, we have a classmate party today, students can take care of me!"

She put the bread Cheng an gave her into the old man's arms, took out a piece of bread and opened it, handed it to the old man's mouth,

"grandma, you see, my classmates praised me for my good performance and gave me the bread, you taste it, it's delicious!"

The old man could not close his mouth, but pushed the bread in front of he