When He Smiles

Seven days of National Day, Meng Sheng Nan stayed at home in addition to the two hours of guitar lessons every other day. The manuscript wrote and deleted it, and the novels of Shen Congwen are looking at it. Qi Qiao this guy didn't know where to go to Song Jiashu.

In the morning, the ceremony is sitting in the living room to see the Republic of China drama.

Meng Shengnan bite the root cucumber from the kitchen, sweeping a circle.

"Mom, what is Dad?"

Did you leave the TV screen from the line of sight: "Kanggu is playing mahjong."

"so comfortable."

Festival: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Well." Meng Sheng Nan chewed the cucumber and said: "If you have to pay for another month, I am now a big one."

The ceremony looks up: "You can have inspiration at home, you can't go out. You must know that the experience is the most precious wealth of writing, read 10,000 volumes, Wanli Road, do you not understand?"

Meng Sheng Nan frowned: "I understand it, but I am now going to death."

The ceremony said that the TV sounds, said: "Then think about it, you can write, you can write, don't necessarily want the sky, and the resonance can touch talents is a good work."

"mom."

"What?"

"Do you teach you a student writing like this?" Meng Sheng Nan asked.

The ceremony glanced at her, "a word."

"what?"

"true."

Meng Shengnan pondered the "true" word of the ceremony to go to the street strolling to see the material. Have to say, she is still a bit touching, after all, taught the salt to eat more than her way.

However, it is better to go back to write a manuscript.

Meng Shengnan strolled a circle on the street and went to the Xinhua Bookstore of the First Square to buy a few books. Just paying the money to go out and met an acquaintance.

"Meng Sheng Nan?"

She looked at the boys: "Do you come to buy a book?"

Fu Song nod: "What did you buy?"

Meng Shengnan handed him to him, Fu Song took a look at the cover: "Do you like foreign literature?"

"OK, many don't read it."

Fu Song: "Then you still buy?"

Meng Sheng Nan laughed: "I like a book, and you look at it."

Fu Song: "Supplementation of people from the age of 60, the time of work is thirteen years, remove the rest of the sleep and eat is seventeen years, then you don't need to waste time to see these books that don't understand "

Meng Sheng Nan: "..."

"Need me again?"

Meng Sheng Nan has a lip, clear and clear: "Philosophical rat, do you have any hobbies?"

"Female."

"What?" Meng Sheng Nan did not hear it.

Fu Song's mouth angle: "Love female."

Meng Sheng Nan: "- That, I don't bother you to read the book, the school see." The voice just fled, she walked while she slowed down, this person is absolutely.

Fu Song at the door of the bookstore is a smile and go in.

The day before the holiday, Luo Qi came to find her. At that time, Meng Sheng Nan was in the bedside. Then the criticism of philosophy is wasted to be a waste of time and her, and her deceived foreign name is a lady. Downstairs, Qi Qiao shouted his voice, and the voice was first arrived.

Qiqiao pushed the door to come in her bedroom, and he met the exaggeration to cover his mouth.

Meng Shengnan put down the book and looked down.

Qi Qiao pinched the scorpion.

"Sheng Aunt said that you have never been going out, is it milded?"

"Close go out and change people again."

Meng Sheng Nan turned a book, and he said.

Qi Qiao Qiguan is in the door. After a second, open the direct mourning in the big character lying on the bed.

"It's over, Meng Sheng is crazy."

Meng Sheng Nan gave a white eye: "You can still think of me."

Qi Qiao smiled, instantly climbed up and squatted to Meng Sheng Nan, please say: "I am not coming, Nan Nan."

"-" Meng Shengnan pushed Lu Qiao half inch: "I have a chicken skin."

Qi Qiao sat in a good time.

Meng Sheng Nan felt wrong, asked: "What are you laughing?"

Qi Qiao looked lick: "- You guess."

Meng Sheng Nan: "What did Song Jia be doing for you?"

Qi Qiao was surprised: "How do you know?"

Meng Sheng Nan Xin really tired: "Don't say goodbye to me, I am a dead party, too shame."

Qi Qiao said the twist pinching I hesitated: "That - he - kiss me."

The last three words said.

Meng Shengnan has no words for a while: "Don't you sing like this?"

"He also touched me."

Meng Sheng Nan silently took a few seconds, and he asked: "Where is it?"

Qi Qiao didn't look at her and said, "Just, the place where the touch is."

Meng Sheng Nan really doesn't know what to say, Qi Qiao suddenly changed, and asked her: "Do you say that I will be pregnant?"

"what?"

"It's a child."

"Should - no."

"No, you hurry to gave me the Internet."

At that time, I really didn't understand anything. Unscrupulous age, thinking that you will have a child. What's more interesting, it's still seven or eight years old, TV on TV, Turkey is going to find her to play, holding her bed linen, squatting on his body: "Don't you give this princess? "

Meng Shengnan almost laughed.

Between the laughter, the holiday is over. That night Meng Sheng Nan did a particularly long dream. I didn't remember anything to sweat after waking up. She looked at the eyes of the sky, and her heart was black.

Ruined.

At the speed of seconds, she hurriedly got up from the bed and wore clothes for a few minutes. The ceremony of Mengjin was still asleep, and Meng Shengnan quietly pushed the bicycle out of the door, and then quickly riding a bicycle out of the alley. There is almost no one on the street, Meng Shengnan where I realized what is the reason. Always arrived at the carport, see the big iron door of the closed uncle to react out - immediately look at the watch down on the side of the road tooth, only five o'clock.

Oh my God.

No way, she can only push the bicycle to the side, sitting on the steps.

It can't see the sky.

It is a cold in the morning. Meng Shengnan wears a sweater and is a single school uniform. There is a wind from the outside, she can't help but shake, two hands holding the arm, put the chin on the knee, waiting for the six-point car shed.

She wants to be nest.

The model is very vocablished in a group of laughter of a group of boys.

"He said, this speed is much better than in the sky."

"- can't do it, I played a monster last night, and I will go to school for a while."

"..."

They have no sentence, four or five people. A neck of the neck, a root smoke in a mouth, a grandfather. One of the boys asked: "What is the day?"

"on Saturday?"

"Rolling, today, the flag!"

"!"

"I didn't have a school uniform."

She touched her own clothes and felt cold.

"Is it?"

A boys smiled and despised the opening.

This sound made Meng Sheng Nan.

The boy who is despised is sigh: "It's still calm."

"Daddy is not a punishment station, as for you." Another boys cavity.

In the early morning, several people in the street, accounted for half a street, and hanging in Lang Dang. One by one go online, get rushing for five or six points, mixing near the school.

After a while, I saw that they were turned to the school, no shadow.

It's hard to wait until the carport open, Meng Shengnan puts a bicycle to the school. I am thinking that it is what she is worth the day. I don't have to upgrade the national flag. There are still a few cleansing students in the classroom and she is busy with her. The half hour of the flag, she wiped the table, helping the water, and finished the sweat. That will be overlooking the flag, and there is already a student coming back and forth in the teaching building hallway.

Meng Sheng Nan broke a few minutes, and the flow of people was not so nervous, only put the garbage bucket out of the classroom.

The garbage pile is behind the small playground, she will go back.

On the road, it is a student who reads earlier. Meng Shengnan stepped accelerated, passed through the hall of the science. The wind blows over the morning is still cold. She lowered the stairs, but the shrinking of the next consciousness and neck the neck, and I came in a scene in my sight. I almost didn't fall.

The classroom door in the hall stood a row of boys and did not wear a school uniform.

The first one is him.

The hanging gentleman is behind the wall, and it is.

Look at the way you don't want to wake, the Internet cafe can be tired of all nights. Meng Shengnan walked forward, nor did you know anything, and looked back at a class: (1 ○).

It is quite strange, how old is old.

In the second day of the morning, she called the question, and she was still two. After class, Xue Lin smiled and asked her: "Meng Sheng Nan, how do you learn this English?"

Meng Sheng Nan is embarrassed: "Go okay."

"Less Qian is empty, the teacher is a representative of the English class, and there must be her good intentions."

Meng Sheng Nan sighed: "She told me to answer the question is also good hard."

At that time, I went to class, and the old wet always likes to ask someone to answer the question. The favorite question is: "Who is today's value?" Or "the same table stands." The two people, or a few of the left and right, have been surprised.

Listen to her sigh.

Xue Lin smiled at once, "I have to make my head when you are called."

Several people laugh.

After the meeting, Nie Jing said: "You value the day today, I will help you in the evening."

Meng Sheng Nan: "It doesn't matter."

Nie Jing laughed, see Fu Song: "Why don't you talk?"

Fu Song low his head in writing something.

Xue Lin: "He studied six pro did not recognize, let's talk."

Nie Jing didn't have a few words and turned back, Meng Shengnan looked at Fu Song, smiling and didn't speak.

Go home at noon.

The ceremony will be done well, ask: "How did you go so early in the morning?"

Meng Sheng Nan said, "Time is wrong."

The ceremony shook his head: "You are really worrying."

Meng Sheng Nan took a head: "Yes, it can be cold."

Festival: "Live you, don't have long."

"Is it a mother?"

"The ditch is in."

Meng Shengnan '' cut ', "How did my Dad have not come back?"

"There is something in the bureau."

"Oh."

After dinner, Meng Shengnan will go to school simple rest. At that time, the temperature difference between morning and evening was relatively large, very hot at noon. When I went to the classroom, Fu Song was reading, heard his head, saw her hugging the school uniforms in his arms, then smiling: "In fact, you don't wear a school uniform."

Meng Sheng Nan puts down the bag: "I thought you won't play."

Fu Song is very serious 'um', "it's okay."

"cut."

Fu Song smiled.

The days before Wednesday always give people a feeling particularly slow, and I feel like I feel like Thursday. Meng Sheng Nan's day has been over, and she is dinner or Xue Lin's buns. The rest time before the late self-study, Fu Song helped her to rub the blackboard, everything was completed.

When Xue Lin came back, I didn't have a few people in my eyes. Asked: "Fu Song?"

Meng Sheng Nan said: "Water is going."

Xue Lin 'oh' has a sound, "Nie Jing, is she not putting garbage with you?"

Meng Sheng Nan smiled and said, "Don't know, she should go back."

"I am going with you."

"No, very light."

After that, please put it on the trash can.

At that time, I was preparing the bell, and Meng Sheng Nan was slowly walking in the small playground through the name of the trash. There is a boys in the distance, and the ringtone is also a smoky running back to the classroom.

The sky has been black.

She has grinded over a while, then stepped on the ringtone.

It is still a bit tired on the five floor on the trash can, and the slowdown on the stairs, the whole teaching building is particularly quiet, no sound. Meng Sheng Nan is hard to go to the fifth floor, turn it, from the outside of the window, the mathematics teacher is sitting in the desk, the lower head filing, she is going to sneak in the back door, feel that the trash can be smashed, Meng Shengnan slowly turned .

"Help a busy."

The boy is very dark, the eyes are dark, the sound is very low. Because of the close, Meng Sheng Nan can smell him all the smoke. At this point, he held the other side of the trash can and looked at her.