Just then, her cell phone rang. It was Wei Ya who invited her out for tea and said he wanted to talk to her about something.
After hanging up the phone, she felt strange.
In school, she meets Wei Ya every day. If something happens, why not tell her at school?
Could it be that something happened to Wei Ya?
Thinking of this, Xiaoxiao quickly changed her clothes, said hello to her parents, and hurried out to see Wei Ya.
Twenty minutes later, she opened the door of [Yuanyuan Garden] on time.
She really didn't understand why Wei Ya chose this place.
[Yuan Yuan Yuan] is famous for its large number of people in Shanghai, and Dianping.com gave it a fair evaluation: This is a teahouse that is always packed with people playing cards, chatting, and playing chess during holidays, although it is a bit noisy.
, the air is also relatively bad, but everyone just wants to have fun.
People these days are very unique. For example, when some people watch TV series, they go looking for thunder.
Some people go to teahouses not to taste tea or enjoy the tranquility, but to be lively.
But in her impression, Wei Ya is not this kind of person.
And coming here to talk about your concerns, isn’t it a bit too noisy?
Xiaoxiao looked left and right, and finally found Wei Ya on the smoky second floor. She was nestled on the sofa, facing the glass window, and the early spring sunshine shone on her face, making her look very pale.
"Wei Ya, are you okay?" Xiaoxiao walked over and sat down opposite Wei Ya.
"It's okay, it's just a small matter. You order something first. I'll give you a drink." Wei Ya turned around, and she suddenly noticed that Wei Ya's beautiful red eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.
Seeing that she was fascinated, Wei Ya lowered her head and urged: "Xiaoxiao, don't stare at me, call something first."
There was not much to choose from in [Yuan Yuan Yuan], so Xiaoxiao casually ordered a cup of hot cantaloupe milk tea for herself, plus two servings of pearls.
The food arrived quickly. Xiaoxiao dug out the pearls with a spoon in the milky green tea and drank it.
"Xiaoxiao, every time I see you drinking bubble milk tea, I want to laugh. Are you drinking tea or soup?" Wei Ya put down the teacup in her hand and smiled lightly.
Xiaoxiao put down the spoon in his hand awkwardly and sat up straight.
In fact, my mother scolded her countless times regarding this issue.
However, she just couldn't change it.
In the words of my mother: Xiaoxiao, you are such a bitch, you are not born to be a noble lady.
"Xiaoxiao, don't mind. I don't mean to ridicule you. At this age, you can still do whatever you want like a child, which makes me envious." Wei Ya seemed to notice her embarrassment and explained it tactfully.