Lin Youxi put one hand in his pocket, played with Mei Fang's MP3 player skillfully, put on his headphones, and started listening to music.

"Stop playing tricks on me, You Xi, and you didn't knock at all, okay?"

"As long as you don't do weird things, why are you worried about others knocking on the door..."

Lin Youxi rolled her eyes at Mei Fang, then closed her eyes and continued listening to the song. Just when Mei Fang was about to argue, Xia Yuan was busy holding Mei Fang's arm and swinging around:

"Okay, Alfang! Let's go out!"

"It's such a cold day to go out. There's a snowstorm in the south right now. Why don't you stay at home? Or Yuan Yuan, you and You Xi can do it?"

Xia Yuan kept shaking his head, and then said seriously: "Three people are really busy! And someone needs to carry the shopping."

"So I'm a tool again..."

Xia Yuan grabbed Mei Fang's shoulders and pressed against him without any scruples.

"Hehe... Who is it that Al Fang is our most reliable supporter?"

Xia Yuan showed an extremely bright smile, while Lin Youxi on the side closed his eyes and was immersed in the music, with a faint smile on his face.

Time flies like an arrow, and the moon flies like a shuttle.

Three years, or less than three years, in short, time passed quietly like this.

It is the early spring of 2008.

Mei Fang, Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi were all around 12 years old this year.

This is their last year as primary school students.

It is also the first year of junior high school.


Chapter completed!