When they arrived downstairs of Ji Yiran's house, night had already fallen and the street lights made the shadows of the two people very long.
Cheng Yuan pushed the bicycle with one foot and handed the schoolbag hanging on his arm to Si Jiu.
Sijiu reached out to take it and caught it.
Pull...can't pull it.
Someone was holding onto one of the backpack straps and didn't let go.
It's really too sticky.
I didn't expect you to be such a fourth brother.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?"
Si Jiu suspected that if she didn't say it well, he would drag her schoolbag like this forever.
"good."
Cheng Yuan smiled and slowly loosened his hand, watching the little girl put on her schoolbag and walk into the unit door step by step.
His hands on the handlebars clenched little by little, and his soul was clamoring to catch her and not let her leave, to lock her tightly by his side, right under his nose, where he could see her at all times.
The little girl stopped, turned around, and waved at him, "A Yuan, see you tomorrow."
His hand suddenly loosened, and the gloom in his eyes faded like the tide. He also raised his hand and waved, "See you tomorrow, good night."
The little girl turned around, her ponytail swung in a light arc behind her head, and she disappeared step by step into the unit door.
Cheng Yuan couldn't help but look up, looking at the windows layer by layer, wondering which floor his little girl lived on or which window she lived in.
His eyes suddenly focused, and he quickly took out his mobile phone, flipped through it a few times, and quickly found the class WeChat group that he had joined for a long time but had never appeared in, and clicked on the group members.
But he flipped through the pages and didn't find any familiar names.
He was a little annoyed. He was so confused today that his mind was so confused that he even forgot to ask for Yinyin's contact information.
After a moment, he sent a message.
CY: Does anyone know Ji Jiaojiao’s contact information?
The originally bustling group suddenly became silent.
Cheng Yuan waited patiently for a minute.
CY:?
This question mark made all online group members feel oppressed for no reason.
Class monitor: I... I know Ji Yiran’s cell phone number, Cheng Yuan, I’ll send it to you privately.
Squad leader: Uh... please approve it through a friend.
Cheng Yuan looked at this message and was confused for a moment.
Ji Yiran...who is it?
He was confused for a few seconds, left the class group, and accepted the class monitor's friend request.
Xiang Qiqi: 137...
Xiang Qiqi: Mr. Cheng Yuan, this is Ji Yiran’s cell phone number.
Cheng Yuan was silent for two seconds.
CY: Ji Yiran, is that Ji Jiaojiao’s nickname?
Xiang Qiqi: ...
How did this big guy and Ji Jiaojiao become so fat?
It was so passionate this afternoon that the boss was so hungry that he almost stared through the back of Ji Jiaojiao's head, but now he comes to tell her that he doesn't even know her name?
Although the monitor's strong curiosity made her risk her life to talk to the boss and add him, her strong desire to survive made her consider her words for a long time.
Xiang Qiqi: Ah, Ji Jiaojiao... My classmates called her that as a joke. It’s because Ji Yiran’s health isn’t very good. I remember that at the beginning of this semester, her parents were still picking her up and dropping her off at the classroom door every day.
She never attended physical education classes before.
Moreover, he was often picked up by his parents during classes, saying that he was not feeling well.
She didn't do well in the final exam last semester and was scolded by her class teacher. The next day, her mother came directly to the school and said that Ji Yiran was in poor health and had limited energy. As parents, they didn't want to put more pressure on her to study, and hoped that the teacher wouldn't do anything too much.
Anyway...that's it.
The squad leader regretted it as soon as he sent it out.
It seems like I have said too much!!!
She was hesitating whether to retract her message and start over, but a reply came back quickly from the other side.
CY: Thank you. [WeChat red envelope]
Xiang Qiqi: Oh, you’re welcome, you’re welcome. There’s no need for a red envelope, Cheng Yuan. It’s just a small favor. If possible, I have a question to ask you.
Click Send.
A red exclamation mark stung the monitor's eyes: CY has enabled friend verification, and you are not yet his (her) friend. Please send a friend verification request first. You can only chat after the other party passes the verification. [Send friend verification]
Squad leader: “…………”
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