Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

The fat man's voice was lowered: "Sister-in-law, she didn't pass the exam."

Chu Zheng looked at the fat man expressionlessly: "What did you say?"

"Sister-in-law... not admitted."

Yao Fei didn't pass the exam? !

Zhu Zian felt very reliable when she didn't pass the exam.

What the **** did Yao Fei fail to get admitted?

Yao Fei's grades can be regarded as an important figure in the top ten in the third year of high school. How could she not be admitted?

——But Yao Fei just failed.

Such grades are not what she should get.

After Zhu Zian's forced questioning, Yao Fei was willing to say that she deliberately tested that way.

So there is the picture that Chuzheng sees now.

Yao Fei wants to accompany Zhu Zian to repeat her studies for one year. Anyway, she was young when she was in school, and the one-year repeat is no different from other students.

Zhu Zi'an Yomo felt that he had delayed Yao Fei and lost his temper.

Of course, not to Yao Fei.

People have done this, and Zhu Zi'an still loses his temper to others, it is not human.

Chuzheng sipped his drink slowly: "Since it has become a fact, it is useless to say more. Accept the reality and work hard to review it."

Zhu Zian sullen his head and drink.

He couldn't refute Chu Zheng, after all, Chu Zheng was right.

No matter how he is now, there is nothing to help.

The meal was not very happy, even the fat man cowered.

Finally, Zhu Zi'an sent Yao Fei home. They didn't know how the two talked.

After Chu Zheng went back, he checked the results of the next final exam online.

It was discovered that Yu Yue rushed to the first place and scored full marks in several subjects.

Chuzheng thoughtfully turned off the phone. She glanced at the time, and Ji Cheng hadn't returned yet.

Forget it.

The good person card is a mature good person card and knows what he is doing.

At first, Zheng went to sleep after washing.

Ji Cheng was too busy to see anyone this summer, and Chu Zheng was all in trouble. As long as she didn't cross her line, she could pretend not to see.

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"Xiaocheng, you are on duty today."

"Yeah." Ji Cheng nodded.

"Then we go."

Ji Cheng, wearing the uniform of a waiter in the cafe, leaned on the bar and watched his colleagues leave.

There are not many guests at this time, so so many people are not needed.

Ji Cheng sorted things out and took a look at the phone.

After thinking about it, I clicked Chuzheng's WeChat.

Ji Cheng: What are you doing?

Chuzheng: Something?

Ji Cheng: No, I want to ask what you are doing.

When Ji Cheng said these words, there was no answer.

Ji Cheng seemed to get used to it. His fingers slid up, most of which were sent by him, and she never replied a few words.

He thought for a while, and then sent another sentence.

Ji Cheng: Are you at my house?

Chuzheng: No

Ji Cheng gave her the keys of the house, sometimes she was there when she went back, and sometimes she was not there.

Just after Ji Cheng finished typing, before he could send it, a woman's voice sounded.

"City."

Ji Cheng's fingers stiffened, he tucked the phone back into his trouser pocket, raised his head, his exquisite face was expressionless: "How did you find this place?"

"Chengcheng, I am your mother, don't talk to me like this."

Ji Cheng scruples that this is the shop, suppressing his voice: "Do you still know that you are my mother? Are you responsible for being a mother?"

"Chengcheng." The woman was aggrieved: "I asked you to go back and apologize to Ji's family. You didn't listen to your mother, otherwise how could you be like this?"

Ji Jia...

What is good about the Ji family.

She herself had climbed onto Ji's bed for the sake of prosperity and wealth, but now she still wants to sell him for money.

Ji Cheng held a fire in his heart, too lazy to say to her: "I'm still working, you go out."

"City..."

Ji Cheng hung his head and didn't want to listen to her.

The woman has to keep an inch: "Chengcheng, are you rich?"

"No."

Women will not leave without money, and their voices are getting louder and louder.

Ji Cheng was worried that he would be complained and lost the job, and finally gave her money.

The woman left when she got the money, and didn't forget to let him go back to Ji's house before she left.

After sending away the last guest, Ji Cheng closed the door and left.

He stood outside the store, raised his head slightly, the cold Yuehui crumpled and spread under his eyes, dim and silent.

Ji Cheng put his hands around him and stood silently for a while.

Finally, he touched the phone and opened the screen.

Delete the words just typed out word by word.

He put the phone back in his pocket and walked back with his head down.

The house is deserted and she is not here.

Ji Cheng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, but felt that the house was extremely quiet, and that quiet made him uncomfortable.

Obviously, this was also the case before.

Why is it not working now?

The woman knew where he worked, so she came over to ask for money every few hours. Where did Ji Cheng get so much money for her.

She was forced to change jobs.

But the woman's shadow persists. She can find him in another place. Ji Cheng knows that she is forcing herself to return to Ji's house.

"Ji Cheng, there is a little sister looking for you."

The beautiful girl winked at him.

When Ji Cheng heard someone looking for herself, she subconsciously felt that it was his mother, but after another thought, she was talking about her little sister.

Ji Cheng went out suspiciously.

The girl stood in the direction of the entrance, carrying a small pink box in her hand, and looked around casually.

Ji Cheng's heart beat, and he subconsciously hid behind.

Why is she here?

How does she know she is inside?

Several questions came to Ji Cheng's mind.

Ji Cheng took a deep breath and turned out from behind.

"Chuzheng." He whispered.

Chu Zheng looked back and turned around: "Yes."

"You... why are you here?"

"Passing by, I saw you here." Chu Zheng's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any ups and downs. Sometimes Ji Cheng wondered what she really felt for herself...

"Oh." Ji Cheng felt a little lost in his heart: "Chuzheng, I... I have something to tell you, let's go outside."

Ji Cheng took Chu Zheng out and walked to a quieter and remote place.

The two stood facing each other, Ji Cheng lowered his head slightly, but did not speak for a while.

"what's up?"

Chu Zheng was a little impatient in waiting.

If you have something to say, what do you hesitate about.

Cicadas screamed and the air was hot.

However, Jicheng only felt cold in his hands and feet at this time, and his palms were sweaty.

He took a deep breath: "Don't come to me anymore."

"Let's stop here."

"You and I are not from the same world, I can't give you anything."

"and so……"

"bye."

When Ji Cheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

He dared not look at Chuzheng, because he was afraid that he would not see anything on her face.

There was no movement behind him.

Ji Cheng walked back to the store quickly, he quickly stood around the corner, against the cold wall, and he seemed to be in an ice cellar.

She didn't catch up...

Too.

She didn't care about herself, how could she catch up.

They were inexplicably together, they had never started, they had always been self-righteous.

Ji Cheng's fingers were pressed against the position of the heart, and the heart seemed to be squeezed by someone, making him unable to breathe.

"Ji Cheng, are you okay?"

Ji Cheng lowered his head and shook his head, his voice intervened: "No, nothing."

"Eh, if you feel uncomfortable, go first."

"It's okay, I'll just rest for a while."

"Then go to the lounge and sit for a while, and I will help you watch."

"Thank you."

The young man's voice was slightly choked, and his reddish eye sockets were blocked by his low hanging hair.