I don’t know how long it took to stare at the screen of the phone before Chen Fu slowly recovered her thinking ability.

So why did you post that Moments... Why did you add his work number again... Why didn’t you expect to block it when adding it!

Chen Fu was extremely upset and knocked on her head and knocked on the door.

She wished she could dig a crack in the ground and crawl back to Beijing.

Cheng Qingyun heard the noise outside: "Xiao Fu, what's wrong?"

"...No, it's okay." After a while of whether to delete the circle of friends, Chen Fu decided to pretend that she didn't see it.

He just hates the ghost, and he didn't say he hates the ghost.

Unless he takes the role by himself.

But then she remembered again, if so, how could she explain to block him?

Chen Fu went to hit the door again.

"Xiao Fu?" Cheng Qingyun tried to hold the handle and said worriedly: "Xiao Fu, come out first, and tell your aunt if you have anything to do."

"My ok aunt."

He tidied his hair in front of the mirror, Chen Fu pinched his face, and then opened the door and went out.

Cheng Qingyun was outside the door and noticed her slightly red forehead at a glance, and said helplessly: "Did you hit the door again?"

This is a bad habit that Chen Fu has had since childhood. Every time she quarreled, or did something regrets, she would just be alone in the corner and knock on the wall with her head, and she couldn't stop her.

Later, when she went to school, Chen Fu ranked among the top in liberal arts, but she was not at the top in science. Chen's mother always nagged that her brain was just stupid when she was a child and wasted her excellent genes in vain.

Actually, there is no such thing. Chen Fu felt very wronged and retorted that he had a specialty in his profession. Is it because he was not good at liberal arts because he didn’t hit the wall when he was a child?

Chen's mother was angry: "Then why don't you think you can be better in science without hitting the wall?"

Chen Fu was also confident: "Why should I take any good things?"

Mother Chen was completely choked and covered her chest in anger, unable to say a word.

It was the Chinese New Year, and the whole family was at her grandmother's house. She consciously won the small debate and went to the inner room to find her cousin and the others.

There are cards inside, because the sound insulation is not good, the movements and stillness outside can be transmitted in word by word.

Jiang Shutong sat opposite the door and saw her coming in and raised her eyes slightly, "I'm right, please praise me."

Chen Fu ignored the joke and found a chair to sit down.

He heard him say again: "Pour me a glass of water."

Chen Fu shook her head and refused: "Down."

Jiang Shutong nodded, slowly threw the card, smiling a little awkwardly, "Are you guessing how many points she got?"

Chen Fu: "…#*&@#"

This is a naked threat!! I wouldn't have asked him to imitate his parents' signature if I had known it.

My cousin and the others were still cooperating and kept asking. He just continued to smile and his eyes occasionally swept over.

Although it was nothing shameful to say that the results he had taken were generous, Chen Fu still compromised with his young self-esteem at that age.

"knew."

Isn’t it just a glass of water? It’s poured over.

I could hear their voices when I went out:

"How much?"

"I didn't let me say it, I didn't see her glaring at me just now. I really talked about it and made a fuss."

...

I recalled so many things without realizing it, but now I think about it, these things have been a long time ago.

The world of children is very small, as small as a test paper can affect all the minds, and all the joys and sorrows are simply unconcealed.

"Xiao Fu." Cheng Qingyun touched her forehead, "What's wrong? Is it too much pressure recently?"

"No. Actually, I just did that because, because..."

Chen Fu didn't know how to explain, and her voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, she said vaguely: "——I'm embarrassing."

Unexpectedly, it was this answer. Cheng Qingyun shook her head and smiled, hitting the nail on the head: "Is it embarrassing in front of a boy?"

Chen Fu admitted it was not right, nor did she not admit it, her ears turned red.

"It's okay." Cheng Qingyun put her hands on Shen Fu's shoulders, lowered her head slightly to look at her, and comforted her: "Maybe that boy thinks you are so cute?"

Have you seen your son praise any female creature?

Chen Fu complained in her heart and still nodded obediently.

"Okay, don't think about it." Cheng Qingyun pulled Chen Fu to sit down on the sofa and asked casually: "Do you like that boy?"

Chen Fu was stunned, "I... no."

That being said, his face became redder and redder.

Cheng Qingyun didn't expose it, "Does he like you?"

Chen Fu shook her head.

Cheng Qingyun took a fruit knife to peel the apple and said, "Actually, in front of a boy, even if you feel embarrassed, it's nothing, because that's just what you think."

"If--" Chen Fu tilted his head, "what does he think so too?"

Cheng Qingyun didn't even think about it, "Then let him get out."

Chen Fu blinked, speechless.

In my impression, Aunt Qingyun has a gentle and weak personality and speaks softly. It turns out that she has always only known one but not the other?

“For example, if you did something, you feel embarrassed, or you did something wrong, but as long as it is not principled, don’t admit that you are wrong.”

Cheng Qingyun is very tempted: "Simply put, you can't lose momentum without losing anything. Girls must learn to take the initiative."

Dead pig...are you afraid of boiling water?

Chen Fu silently summarized it in her heart. However, it seemed that there was something reasonable.

so--

So what if you call him annoying?

That's right!

How can he do it!

Chen Fu suddenly realized at that moment and nodded vigorously, "Auntie, you're right!"

"Don't be too stupid." Cheng Qingyun handed over the cut apple, "You, write everything on your face. Learn to keep your sense of mystery."

"Mysterious?" Chen Fu repeated it a little confused.

In the night talk in the dormitory, a roommate said this. Men all have a desire to conquer, and have a natural desire to explore and conquer mysterious people and things.

"Just leave three points when speaking and let him guess." Cheng Qingyun said concisely.

Chen Fu nodded without understanding.

It's easy to understand if you say this.

"Time flies so fast." Cheng Qingyun sighed: "It seems like yesterday was still in her early twenties, sitting in the yard chatting with your mother. In a blink of an eye, even our Xiaofu has someone she likes."

Chen Fu's face was thin, and his ears became burned again after hearing this.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's a great thing to have someone you like at your age."

Cheng Qingyun changed the subject: "It's not like Jiang Shu and that little brat, who are almost thirty years old, and there is no sign at all."

When she heard her mention Jiang Shutong, Chen Fu's heart had just been relieved.

She couldn't help but argue for him, "Shi Tong is so... twenty-seven."

It's still a little distance from thirty.

"He is only twenty-seven, and it is normal for a male actor to not fall in love at this age. I understand. But he doesn't know when he will meet the right person in his mouth."

"Take a step back, even if he meets him immediately, according to his personality, it is impossible for him to get married immediately."

Cheng Qingyun sighed, "I have to lift him up even if he can rest assured at thirty-five."

For some reason, Chen Fu actually felt relieved when she heard this.

She even thought that it would be great that he would always be like this.

At least, he won't belong to anyone else.

"By the way, that's all I can say today." Cheng Qingyun suddenly said, "Auntie, please ask you something."

"You said."

Chen Fu was pulled out of her emotions and felt a little guilty about the sinful thought of "I hope Jiang Shutong will always be single".
To be continued...