At seven o'clock in the morning, my best friend called me.

Chen Fu turned over, took out her cell phone from under the pillow, and slid down to answer the call.

Then he came up and said, "Have you finished the ticket to Jiang Shutong's concert?"

Chen Fu was confused. The three words Jiang Shutong were repeated several times in his mind, and finally he was shocked and woke up.

She came to her grandmother's house to live for a while, and this matter was long gone.

The voice on the phone was gloomy: "Chen, Fu! Have you forgotten?"

"No." Chen Fu felt guilty when she heard her full name. She took her phone far away and cut it to the calendar, and she had some confidence: "It's only 9th, it's still early."

"Good morning?" Yin Le slammed the keyboard, wishing he could grab someone along the phone line and beat him up. "It's hard to get a ticket for his concert, you..."

"I know." Chen Fu interrupted her, knowing the current situation: "I promise to be in the front row of the infield!"

Yin Le seemed very busy, and hurriedly gave a few instructions before hanging up.

Today, Saturday, I must be working overtime again. Her best friend doesn't talk much and is always twitching. She only lives like a young girl when she is chasing stars.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shutong's face, which was regarded as a peerless god, appeared in Chen Fu's mind.

Is it that good-looking?

Chen Fu muttered, rolled herself into the quilt, trying to continue the half-dream just now.

It was already noon when I woke up. It was raining outside, but it was not heavy, and the eaves of the window were dripping water down.

Grandma knocked on the door and asked, "Nannan, are you hungry?"

Chen Fu poked her head out of the quilt, responded, and got up and slowly put on her clothes.

In March, the weather is warm and cold.

Grandma cooked a bowl of noodles and sat at the door of the main hall to talk about some family matters: "Your mother called me just now and told me about your work. She wanted you to take the civil service exam."

Chen Fu pulled out the two poached eggs lying at the bottom of the bowl, took a bite, and felt soft and bored. She licked her lips and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Grandma was still saying: "Girls are at a better place. Don't be like your dad. What's the use of such a big screenwriter? He's facing the computer all day long and still has a lot of problems after sitting for a long time. That circle is messy..."

Chen Fu heard this "ah" and stuffed the remaining half of the poached egg into her mouth. She snatched the phone next to her and looked at the time, "Grandma, I have to leave."

“Where to go?”

"I made an appointment with someone."

Chen Fu said as she jumped back to the bedroom. She was wearing a pink sweatshirt today, with two rabbit ears on her hat, and she walked swaying.

Grandma followed up: "Why are you going to leave? It rains so heavily outside, why are you so busy?"

Chen Fu looked for a charger all over the room, "I met a producer and talked about the script."

Grandma picked up the half-hunting bear from the bed, which had been half a person tall, and glared at him and said angrily: "I just said it in vain."

Chen Fu was in a hurry and did not forget to move in the two pots of succulents on the windowsill.

Grandma knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she helped to pack up her things and nagged: "The road is being built next to her. The subway is not open today. I'll take a taxi later and my grandma will be reimbursed."

As he said that, he took out a few hundred-dollar bills and stuffed them over.

Chen Fu hugged her grandmother and kissed her, took her schoolbag and lifted her feet into the rain.

"Slow down." Grandma shouted from behind: "Take me some things to your Grandma Cheng. She has had arthritis again these two days."

Chen Fu said "Oh" and put away the umbrella and retreated to the corridor.

A tabby cat squatted on the windowsill, nicknamed Nian Nian, usually not paying attention to others and only kissing grandmother. Chen Fu greeted him, and it just moved its ears and was too lazy to lift its eyelids.

Grandma came out of the house and took a bag in her hand.

"What's this?" Chen Fu asked.

"Two mandarin fish," said grandmother, "the old woman is very picky and does not eat thorny fish."

Grandma Cheng and grandma married into this alley on the same day. They have been making noise for decades, and they are like children.

Chen Fu took the bag, turned around and was grabbed by her grandmother, and stuffed something into her schoolbag.

"Charger." Grandma scolded: "I just looked for it, but I forgot to bring it. This is a misfortune, like your mother."

Chen Fu let her grandmother help tidy up her clothes, and said to me: "You said yesterday that I was stuck at home all day long, like my dad."

Grandma glanced at her, "It's all like, be careful on the road."

Chen Fu responded and held up the umbrella again.

The rain was getting heavier, but the sky was much brighter. After leaving the yard, it was a north-south road, and the locust trees on both sides grew very tall.

In Beijing, there are few such alleys, and the rare thing is quiet.

Grandma Cheng's yard was closed, and a car was parked at the door, and it was very low-key Lexus.

Chen Fu didn't knock on the door and went in directly.

Grandma Cheng was taking care of several pots of white crystal chrysanthemums in the corridor. When she heard the movement, she looked up, squinted her eyes and looked at it. The wrinkles on her face stretched out, "Fu Yat."

Chen Fu called someone and handed over the bag in her hand, "Grandma gave it to you."

Grandma Cheng took it with a smile, "Come in and sit down."

"I can't do anything to you, grandma."

Grandma Cheng pulled Chen Fu in as if she didn't hear it, "Drink a cup of tea to warm your body. The rain won't last long, and it will be less after a while."

As he spoke, he changed his mind, "Did your grandma scold me?"

Chen Fu smiled, revealing two small dimples, and said sincerely: "No, I just missed you."

Grandma Cheng shook her head, "It must be that I didn't miss me."

Chen Fu sat down on the sofa with tea, not surprisingly such a quarrel.

Grandma Cheng said again: "I'll have a meal here later. Brother Shu Tong is here, so I'll let your grandma go alone."

Chen Fu grasped the point: "Jiang... Brother Shutong is here?"

"I just arrived in the morning." Grandma Cheng said, "I fell asleep after saying a few words."

As soon as the words came to an end, the curtain at the door was lifted.

The visitor was only wearing a white T-shirt, and his coat was hanging randomly in his arms. He held the phone in one hand and was replying to the voice: [I know, I don't need to pick me up.]

The sound was very magnetic, with a little lazy feeling of just waking up. If you listen carefully, there was a faint sense of alienation inside.

You don't have to see who it is.

Chen Fu looked up and faced Shang Jiang Shutong's somewhat indifferent eyebrows.

He must have come from the east wing. When he walked through the corridor, he was drizzling with rain, and half of his shoulders were wet.

Jiang Shutong's eyes swept over Chen Fu, paused for two seconds, and finally said to Grandma Cheng: "Grandma, where is my car key."

"Let's go now?" Grandma Cheng was not very happy.

Jiang Shutong nodded, "Something is wrong."

"Go to change my clothes." Grandma Cheng was not angry, "What a day, you wear short-sleeved clothes."

"It's okay." Jiang Shutong put away his cell phone, looking at him not caring at all, "I have to change it when I get to the event."

There was no way to deal with him, Grandma Cheng threw the car keys over and put on her coat."

Jiang Shutong bowed slightly, raised his hand and accurately took the key, replied with a voice, then picked up the jacket and put it on.

After a rustling sound of clothes, a piece of the sofa next to Chen Fu sank.

There was a very faint fragrance on his body, which rushed into the tip of his nose along the air, and Chen Fu's breathing became a little lighter.

Grandma Cheng said, "This is your sister Fu."

Jiang Shutong glanced at him, "Recognize it."

He seemed to smile, and the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes suddenly dissipated.

Chen Fu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly lowered her head and held the teacup to cover it up. As a national idol, this man is really beautiful and very over-looking.

Grandma Cheng: "You haven't seen each other for a long time."

Jiang Shutong leaned back on the back of the sofa, stretched her legs to the coffee table, replied with one hand, casually: "It's about two months."

I've seen it during the Chinese New Year.

Chen Fu grinded the floor with her toes, which was a little surprised. That time it was a game that my cousin and the others saved. The private room was too boring. She was thinking about drawing half of the comics, and she stayed for ten minutes before leaving.

He actually remembers it?

"The girl changes in her age." Grandma Cheng said, "I haven't seen her tall for a few days. I almost didn't recognize her when I came in at the door."

It's high, but...

Chen Fu sat upright, feeling a little guilty, and hid her feet under the sofa, which was stepping on the inner height-enhancing insole.

I wonder if I saw this action, Jiang Shutong suddenly laughed, very lightly, and it overflowed from his throat.
To be continued...