At noon on the third day, when Fu Yuanzhuo and Song Xizhe were eating in the Bauhinia Canteen, they received a WeChat message from Murong Yusi, saying that their clothes had been sorted and they could ask Fu Yuanzhuo to help send them to a dry cleaner outside the school. Fu Yuanzhuo agreed.

I didn't want to break my promise, so after dinner I rode the bicycle I had half snatched and half bought in front of the library in order to take that person to the gymnasium and went to the school gate.

The asphalt road leading to the south gate is lined with green trees in summer, but now it is the middle of winter, and only the dry trees are left piercing the dark sky at the bottom. New Year's Day has just passed, and there is still a hanging on the south gate that reads "Happy New Year's Day"

"The red banner and red lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate add a touch of joy to the bleak and gloomy winter.

But at this moment, there is something more eye-catching than the two lanterns burning like flames.

The slender Murong Yusi was wearing a white Chanel woolen jacket and a pair of black yoga pants, shivering in the cold wind. Pedestrians passing by could not help but look at this girl who looked like a white daisy in the cold winter.

Fu Yuanzhuo saw the bright color in the gloomy weather from afar. He stood up, stepped on it a few times, crossed the long street, and came to Murong Yusi's side. When he pressed the brake, the brake sound was very slight,

There was no squeaking sound at all. This old lady's bicycle had been well maintained by him. The wheels were shiny, the spokes were brand new, and the exposed chain was also shiny.

Hearing the ringtone, Murong Yusi turned to look at Fu Yuanzhuo and smiled.

Fu Yuanzhuo grabbed the faucet with both hands, propped one foot on the curb, and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Murong Yusi first looked at Fu Yuanzhuo, and then said with trembling pale pink lips: "It didn't take long, but I didn't expect it to be so cold today."

Fu Yuanzhuo looked at Murong Yusi's two slender and well-proportioned legs. It was obvious that he was only wearing yoga pants. He smiled and said: "It is indeed much colder in Beijing than in Yangcheng. It is impossible not to wear long johns."

Murong Yusi sniffed and said stubbornly: "As a fashionista, not wearing long johns is my final bottom line."

Fu Yuanzhuo nodded in approval, "I thought so too at first...but I didn't last through a winter..."

Murong Yusi said seriously: "Don't worry! I won't be as unprincipled as you."

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled and stretched out his hand to Murong Yusi, "Give me the clothes and I'll take them to the dry cleaners. You go back to the dormitory quickly. Don't catch a cold."

Murong Yusi shuddered, retracted her slender and fair neck into her collar, shook her head and said: "No, the dormitory is too far away, I can't go back. Please accompany me to sit in the cafe first.

Let me drink a cup of coffee to warm myself up..."

Fu Yuanzhuo said with a "haha" smile: "I know there is a supermarket over there at Wudaokou. It not only sells coffee, but also sells baby warmers and long johns. If you really can't leave, we still have options for retreat."

"Wow! If you treat a beauty like me and coffee, will you take me to the supermarket to drink instant coffee?"

Fu Yuanzhuo thought for a while and said: "It's okay if you go to a place with a good environment, but it's a little further away."

"Then let's go to the supermarket!" Murong Yusi said tremblingly. She raised her hand and grabbed the back seat of the bicycle, "You want to give me a ride?"

Fu Yuanzhuo hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go for a walk! You can also warm yourself up."

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An hour later, Murong Yusi wrapped herself in Fu Yuanzhuo's Moncler down jacket and walked out of the supermarket wearing his jeans, while Fu Yuanzhuo wore a set of baggy red peony cotton pajamas.

When he walked out of the supermarket, others cast curious glances at Fu Yuanzhuo, who had a cool hairstyle and handsome appearance, but they didn't look much, probably because they thought it was the internet celebrity filming a local video again.

Murong Yusi also kept snickering, and Fu Yuanzhuo asked in confusion: "Is it so funny?"

"No, it's just that the bright red color is so festive. It feels like dancing."

Fu Yuanzhuo pinched his orchid finger and made a Yangko twisting gesture, "Then do you want me to show you the twist?"

Fu Yuanzhuo's expressions and postures were so captivating that Murong Yusi could no longer suppress the laughter in his heart and laughed until he fell back and forth. Fu Yuanzhuo also found it funny. He didn't expect Murong Yusi's laughter point to be so low.

After laughing for a while, Murong Yusi wiped away tears and said: "I found that you are very different from what I imagined..."

"What's different?"

"I used to think you were very cold, and everyone thought you were not easy to get close to..." Murong Yusi covered her mouth and chuckled, "Now I realize that you are such a person without the baggage of an idol."

"Actually, I used to have a heavy burden as an idol, and it was impossible to invite a girl to the supermarket for coffee. But then I met someone, and I realized that you don't need to pretend to be truly awesome." Fu Yuanzhuo said calmly.

, "Any pretense will be broken sooner or later. So, now I try to make myself more real..."

Murong Yusi put away her smile, a trace of melancholy appeared on her face, and whispered: "It's hard to be true to yourself."

Fu Yuanzhuo laughed "haha", "For me, it's easier to be true to myself." He paused and lowered his voice, "Maybe it's because the people I know are really awesome.

."

"Brother Feifan is so awesome! I became the Chosen One in my senior year! I'm only in the eighth grade..." Murong Yusi sighed and said, "I still don't know when I can graduate...

."

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled and shook his head, but he did not tell Murong Yusi that compared with that man and his wife, Gu Feifan was far from awesome. He opened the plastic curtain and said: "You can go dry cleaning

Is the store ready?"

Murong Yusi said "hmm", and the two of them walked into the freezing cold wind of Beijing again. However, before they had even taken two steps, Murong Yusi's cell phone in her small Hermès satchel rang, and she took it out of her pocket.

After glancing at WeChat, her expression darkened. Murong Yusi stopped and whispered: "Senior, something suddenly happened to me..."

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. If you have anything to do, go there quickly. Just give me the clothes."

Murong Yusi said "I'm sorry" apologetically and planned to take off Fu Yuanzhuo's down jacket.

Fu Yuanzhuo snatched the paper bag from Murong Yusi's hand, "You look good in what you wear. There's no need to change. No one can tell it's a boy's style..."

"Then why are you so embarrassed?"

"It doesn't matter." Fu Yuanzhuo, who was wearing old-fashioned and funny cotton pajamas, carried a paper bag and walked towards the dry cleaners. He said without looking back: "Let's go quickly! I'll ask the laundromat to deliver it to you after it's been washed.

Come to your door.”

Murong Yusi smiled sweetly at Fu Yuanzhuo's back and said loudly: "Okay! Goodbye then, senior..."

Fu Yuanzhuo turned around and waved to Murong Yusi, watching her get into the taxi. When the taillights disappeared in the gray haze of Beijing's winter, he looked down at his red cotton pajamas with peonies printed on them, and smiled.

He smiled and said to himself, "Although it's ugly, it's really warm."

He walked lonely towards the dry cleaners, and thought of someone in London who would not smile at him.

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On the evening of the weekend, Fu Yuanzhuo was about to go to the library when he received another WeChat message from Murong Yusi, saying that the clothes had been received and that she had also washed his down jacket and jeans and wanted to return them to him.

Fu Yuanzhuo thought for a long time, and finally replied: "No, it's quite warm in my cotton pajamas now."

Murong Yusi sent a photo to Fu Yuanzhuo. She also bought a set of red pajamas of the same style. They were so filthy that no matter how good their appearance was, they could not be saved. Then Murong Yusi sent another one.

In the photo, she was wearing that set of pajamas and doing a one-piece pony in the dormitory. Murong Yusi actually wore the large and bloated pajamas to make her look slim.

She sent a smiling emoticon, "I bought it too. It's the same style as yours...does it look like Xi'er?" (The protagonist in Xi'er's "The White-Haired Girl")

Fu Yuanzhuo made a "bleeding" emoji, "Why didn't you buy it then? You got 20% off if you bought two of them! What a huge loss."

Murong Yusi made a "wiping sweat" expression, "Why do I think you are imitating Senior Guan Guan?"

"If it's Senior Sekiguan, I'm definitely not saying you've suffered a big loss, but I'd rather advise you to return it and buy it again with him."

"Can I still return it?" Murong Yusi asked in a surprised voice.

"I don't know. I only know that during Double Eleven, he asked me to put together the order. I had already bought two years of toothbrushes, toothpaste and body soap... After I collected a few boxes, I said to the dormitory

There was no room for it anymore, so he said it didn’t matter, he could sell it slowly and make a small profit..." Fu Yuanzhuo made a face-palming expression.

"Don't you know how to reject others?"

"Of course not, I just don't like rejecting friends."

"That's great."

Fu Yuanzhuo sent a "question mark" emoji.

"I just like a friend like you who gives everything you want."

Fu Yuanzhuo didn't know what to say, so he replied with the expression of a puppy crawling on the ground.

"I'll wait for you at the gate of South School and return your clothes to you."

Fu Yuanzhuo typed the words "No need really" into the dialog box. He hesitated for a while and did not send it immediately. Although Murong Yusi was quite beautiful, he had no special feelings for Murong Yusi. Besides, he

He still remembers what Gu Feifan told him.

Just after he typed "I still have something to do today" after "No need", Murong Yusi sent another one. She opened the bedroom door and stood under the Bagua Mirror and the Taomu Sword.

Wearing peony red pajamas, "I'm wearing pajamas this time and I won't let you take off your clothes for me to wear again."

Fu Yuanzhuo was in a daze, not because Murong Yusi was wearing earthy pajamas, nor because of the funny evil-proof prop hanging above her head, but because there was a Gundam Ver.GTO on Murong Yusi's table.

An old Gundam Ver.ka, and a pink Angel Bear.

He finally understood why Murong Yusi was so impressed by him, because he would occasionally bring tools and parts to complete the engraving work on some parts when he couldn't read a book.

"It turns out we are the same hobby!" Fu Yuanzhuo was excited in his heart. There were not many people who liked Gundam models, and even fewer girls. It was rare for someone to exchange production experiences with him. From the old Gundam Ver

Judging from the .ka model, Murong Yusi’s craftsmanship seemed to be pretty good, so he rejected the four words he had already typed, replied “Okay”, left, jumped out of bed, and walked to the closet to change his clothes.

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The first thing he saw was the set of red peony cotton pajamas curled up in the corner. His eyes lingered on it for a while, and then he took it out. After putting it on, he looked at it in the full-length mirror. Sure enough,

It was like making a local video. Fu Yuanzhuo put his mobile phone in his pocket, opened the door and wanted to go out. Suddenly, the words Gu Feifan said to him echoed in his ears again, and he held the door handle in a stalemate.

After a while, he finally shrank back.

"There's no need for people to misunderstand." Fu Yuanzhuo thought. He turned back and walked into the bedroom, took a set of clothes from the closet and changed them before walking out of the dormitory.

But when he walked to the south gate in the cold evening wind, he did not see Murong Yusi wearing the same pajamas. Instead, he saw Chen Fang, who was very muscular and wearing a short tight-fitting snakeskin suit. There was a car parked behind him.
To be continued...