Reborn In the 1990s

"Cheng Yu! Don't let Jian Jian down Qing Feiyang finally realizes that there is something wrong with him, and he pulls Cheng Yu a little unhappily.

"Serious." Cheng Yu reached for the bag and took a look at it. He was gray and couldn't see what it was. "Thank you." He said.

"You're welcome. I hope you like it." Jian Jian's expression changed from Yin to Qing, and her smile reappeared.

"What happened to you just now. Why do you want to embarrass Jian Jian? " Fang Jianyu is not satisfied with her. I also prepared a new year's gift for you. Do you give people a look like this? Is there any more masculinity? "

"No Cheng Yu's reply is very simple, directly let Qing Feiyang put the words behind all stuck in the throat, vomiting can not spit out.

"Here you are." Cheng Yu put Jian Jian's things directly into Qing Feiyang's arms, and then put on the mask again. Shivering ran to the side of the road to stop the car, "hurry home, I'm freezing."

Qing Feiyang was holding something and didn't respond: "no, what are you doing for me! It was given to you. "

"I'll send it to you now. Don't thank me very much." Cheng Yu, who didn't wear a cotton padded jacket, stood in the cold wind and could only wrap the scarf around his neck more tightly. He didn't give the cold wind a chance to drill into his neck.

"But But this is for you Although the mouth is so said, but Qing Feiyang still can't control his rising corners of the mouth, will Jianjian to Cheng Yu, and Cheng Yu sent him a gift to take out.

It was a dark gray scarf. The material felt soft and warm when touching the skin. Qing Feiyang wrapped it around his neck and found it was too long. And such a long scarf, he around the neck three times, unexpectedly still failed to block the wind.

"What brand of scarf is this? The design is not too unreasonable Qing Feiyang complained and continued to wrap the scarf around his neck until he was finished. He felt a little flustered again.

"Why is there no tag?" Qing Feiyang grabbed the two ends of the scarf and turned it over, and then touched it on the edge of his neck, but he didn't find a sign that could prove its origin, "it's not that there will be three no products."

At the thought of this possibility, he was flustered and began to untie. The scarf that he had not easily wrapped up was untied without two times.

Cheng Yu came over and took a look at the scarf in his hand. Qing Feiyang, with a lingering fear, stroked his neck again and again. It seemed that what was wrapped up just now was not a scarf, but a poisonous snake.

"It's not three no products." Cheng Yu checked, the scarf again to Qing Feiyang hand a plug, "is the" love card. "

Moreover, the craftsmanship of it is obviously not up to the standard. Although they choose the best wool, they can't produce good-looking patterns and colors. Even the most common stitches are also poor in weaving. In the end, they can only do everything simply, and the width is not enough. Length.

As soon as she heard the "love card", Qing Feiyang understood immediately: "do you mean that this scarf is made by Jianjian herself?"

Holding a group of gray hands, Qing Feiyang a little can't believe. He immediately took the Jian Jian Jian from his pocket and gave it to himself. The brand logo and tag on it were dazzling.

Qing Feiyang aftertaste come over, and then burst out a startling: "I depend on!"

"Are you still going?" Cheng Yu holds the door and looks at Qing Feiyang who is still immersed in shock. "Can you understand the person who is sick?"

"Didn't you say that you wore this thing to keep out the wind?" Sitting in the taxi, Qing Feiyang couldn't recover from the blow just now. He was not only shocked, but also had an inexplicable pain. From the bottom of his heart, he said, "Jian Jian sent you this, can't you like it?"

"God knows." The car heating is sufficient, Cheng Yu loosened the scarf on his neck, flying to Qing is a big sneeze.

But it's also a "love card.". Cheng Yu's treatment is obviously better than Qing Feiyang. The black cashmere coat he is wearing today has a simple white high collar sweater woven by Huang Xiaoyun. The black scarf on his neck is made of thick rabbit wool, which is the craftsmanship of Fang Ruixue. Li Lanfang is busy in business. I didn't remember to prepare it for him, so I sent him some preserved fish and meat, which had already been served at their dinner table. It was highly praised by Cheng Zhaosong and Jiang Qingyue.

Fang Ruixue's report card was also sent to him, but there was no retrogression, but senior high school didn't need junior high school. There were too many excellent people, and Fang Ruixue was not top of the list. When the second year of senior high school is divided into liberal arts and science, we should pay more attention to English and science, otherwise there may be a risk of being left behind.

"Achoo! ahchoo! A-choo After sneezing for three times, Cheng Yu leaned against the back seat and was drowsy. He didn't know when he would have time to go back. He missed Li Lanfang's Stewed ribs.

"Jian Jian, are you back?" I heard the sound of taking off my shoes from downstairs. Jane Tong came out of the room, went to the stairs, looked down and asked."Back." A feeble answer came from downstairs.

"What's the matter? Didn't you have a good time Jane Tong went downstairs and met him with a bitter gourd face with her sister's pouting mouth.

"I just had a meal. I didn't play." She took two pillows and rubbed them on the floor.

Looking at the unhappy look on her face. Jane Tong guessed that today's appointment may not be very smooth.

"Didn't Cheng Yu go?" He sat down beside Jian Jian and asked.

"Yes." The pillow in my arms was ravaged.

"Did you give the gift?" He asked again.

????????? Yes The pressure seems to be lower.

"Why are you so unhappy?" Jane Tong touches her sister's head.

For this date, Jian Jian got up early to wash her hair. Now there is still a fragrance of shampoo on her hair.

"Brother, do you have a phone call from brother Cheng Yu? I want to ask him out alone next time Release the poor pillow in her hand, Jian Jian asks her brother for help.

"No, I don't think he bought a cell phone yet." Jian Tong recalled that he had heard Qing Feiyang complain about it more than once.

"It's impossible not to buy a mobile phone when you're in college? Brother, you help people ask it! How about that? " Jian Jian begged and shook her arm.

"Well, I'll ask for you." Jane Tong showed a helpless smile. He always responded to his sister's request, "but if you ask Cheng Yu alone, how can Feiyang do?" Jane blinked at her.

"I don't like him." Jianjian immediately restrained the smile on her face, lowered her head and muttered. She could not hide her impatience in her eyes. "He always talks too much and rambles about, which makes me have no chance to talk to brother Cheng Yu."

She doesn't like Qing Feiyang, although in the eyes of outsiders, Qing Feiyang is a warm and cheerful person, but Jian Jian always thinks that he is very noisy around, and can't give birth to unnecessary good feelings.

The only good impression is that she can learn something about Cheng Yu that she doesn't know from his mouth.