Reborn In the 1990s

"Do you have to ask this as soon as you come back?" Fang Ruixue seems not happy, with some complaints in her tone.

"What would you like me to ask?" Cheng Yu asked her.

Fang Ruixue wants to say, don't you want to ask what happened? Li Lanfang asked her if it was a good two years.

It is not as if nothing happened, as if they did not meet for more than two years, there has never been a gap between them. He is like a brother coming home from vacation, naturally concerned about his sister's homework in senior three.

But Fang Ruixue just mumbled his lips, and finally asked nothing.

"Take it." She took the backpack off her shoulder in a fit of pique. Pass it to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu took over the bag, but with a smile: "really do not need counseling?"

"No! Go home and get sick, you Fang Ruixue angrily went to the front. Cheng Yu followed her, coughing twice from time to time.

Cheng Yu did not return to the hospital, nor did he go home. He decided to come back temporarily. If he ran home suddenly, he would certainly frighten Jiang Liangzheng and the old lady and make them worry.

More is better than less. So Cheng Yu opened a room in the Hotel nearest to Fang Ruixue's home. Before returning to school, he was ready to live here.

After a hot bath, Cheng Yu took out the charger he borrowed from the front desk of the hotel, and finally charged the phone. As soon as the phone is turned on, the information in the mobile phone will explode, one by one, and can't stop for half a day.

Zhang Haoran, who has the most SMS and missed calls, suspects that he has been harassing himself all day and has not listened to the class well. Zhang Haoran's news is not in a hurry to see. He doesn't have to think about it and know that it is all words without nutrition and value. He only picked out some unread messages, and the two ones that are extremely eye-catching are from the same person.

Son, are you home?

Son, call your mother back when you see the message.

Mother adults to find, Cheng Yu dare not not from, sitting on the sofa by the window dialed Jiang Qingyue's phone.

Jiang Qingyue may have been waiting for him. No two seconds after the phone rang, it was immediately connected: "son! Are you finally willing to turn it on? "

"Well, just charged the phone."

"Oh, my cell phone is out of power. I thought..."

"You think?" Cheng Yu took the remote control and raised the temperature of the air conditioner two degrees. After that, he put on the down jacket he had just taken off, and then returned to the sofa to sit down.

"I thought you didn't listen!" Jiang Qingyue quickly skips this topic. Her son is so keen that she has to be careful when she talks to her son. "Did you go home? Have you seen your grandparents

"No, it's in the hotel." Cheng Yu did not hide it.

If he conceals it, it will be bad when Jiang Qingyue calls Jiang Liangzheng.

Jiang Qingyue Leng: "you go home do not live at home, run to live in the hotel?"

"Tell you I'm home? My dad? "

"No matter who told you, are you still ill? How can I stay in a hotel when I'm sick? You are obedient and go home now. " Jiang Qingyue is rarely tough.

Cheng Yu took out two pieces of toilet paper, blew his nose, and then said, "what are you going back for? Fight with my grandfather? It's even more difficult for me to get better. "

"Can't you not quarrel with him? You live alone in a hotel. Who will take care of you? " Jiang Qingyue is in a hurry on the phone.

"How grown-up I am." Cheng Yu doesn't care much.

"And your brother-in-law?" Jiang Qingyue tried to find foreign aid.

"Abroad." I called him two days ago to show off.

The only foreign aid is not there. Jiang Qingyue is far away from the emperor. No matter how long the hand is.

"Mom, I need more rest now." Cheng Yu said softly.

When did the son sprinkle coquetry with himself? It's a rare time. Jiang Qingyue immediately became soft hearted: "well, you can have a rest early, and your mother won't disturb you. You must remember to take medicine on time and drink more hot water, you know? "

Cheng Yu repeatedly assured Jiang Qingyue that he would take medicine on time and drink more hot water, and finally let her hang up at ease. Lifting aside the heavy curtains, Cheng Yu stood by the window on the 12th floor and looked down. The whole night in Huainan city seemed to be under his feet.

In the night. There are few vehicles on the road, but Cheng Yu knows that in the next five years. All this will change, like the towering steel arm in the distance, which has foreseen the future of the city.

Fang Ruixue didn't go to bed until about one o'clock in the morning last night. When I get up in the morning, I feel that the quilt is filled with glue, which sticks to her and won't let her leave.

The small restaurant downstairs was officially closed. Fang Ruixue had no breakfast ready to eat every morning. She was yawning and thinking about how to solve the problem of breakfast today. Suddenly she looked up and saw the people standing on the roadside. She even held back her yawn.

"Can I have soybean milk fried dough sticks in the morning?" Cheng Yu holds the bag in his hand and asks Fang Ruixue, who also covers his mouth.Fang Ruixue took the breakfast, but the fried dough sticks were still hot, sending out bursts of burnt fragrance, and the soybean milk was a little hot. She did not dare to hold it directly. Still carry that bag.

"Did you eat it?" Fang Ruixue asked Cheng Yu, who appeared downstairs in the morning, as if she was not angry yesterday.

"Yes." Cheng Yu said.

"What are you eating?"

"Steamed buns."

Fang Ruixue glanced at Cheng Yu and said, "there is no xiaolongbao around here."

"On the streets." Cheng Yu replied naturally.

Fang Ruixue squinted and refused to eat fried dough sticks: "that one closed six months ago because of its poor business."

Cheng Yu was speechless for a moment. He didn't come back for two years. He didn't know that store was closed.

You can't cheat. He can only honestly admit: "I really eat, live in the hotel opposite to the sale of small cage bag."

"Do you want to stay in a hotel if you don't come back?" Fang Ruixue asked the same question as Jiang Qingyue.

But Cheng Yu chose not to answer: "what about you? Didn't sleep well last night

Fang Ruixue yawned so much that he saw it even after swallowing it back.

"Too much homework."

Yesterday, she struggled to do her homework until 1:00 in the morning, and Fang Ruixue regretted that when Cheng Yu asked her whether she would like to be tutored, she was not telling the truth. It's hard for her to fight alone, especially when she encounters problems that can't be solved.

"I remember to sleep for a while at noon, and I'll come to pick you up in the evening, and I'll accompany you to write questions." Cheng Yu patted Fang Ruixue on the back of her head and sent her to the school.

Fang Ruixue sucked a mouthful of soybean milk, and even the sweetness was according to her preference, "what about you? Where are you going today? When will you go back to school? Is it OK to take so many days off? " She incarnated as a little expert at asking questions, jumping out one question after another.