Chapter 8:

"Ye Zhou, don't you follow us to pick up your brother?" Ye mother was glory today, her face was rarely seen in a century of exquisite makeup, her clothes were bought in the mall two days ago, and she was facing the mirror before going out. Finishing your own neckline.
Ye's father didn't want to let it go. The shoes were polished and the comfortable jacket was taken off. There was no plaid in the suit ironing. "Then you will take a taxi to the Fujin Hotel."
Ye Zhou responded with a sigh of relief. After two people went out, Ye Zhou ran to the window sill of their house and waited for a while, watching them drive out of the community. Immediately turned back to his bedroom and packed up the original baggage. Followed by their steps away from home.
On the bus, Ye Zhou once again confirmed the return ticket to the city, and the car went to the ticket window.
After retiring the hard-fought ticket, Ye Zhou changed the car at 10 o'clock in the morning.
When I was sitting in the waiting room, I always felt as if I had forgotten something. But open the bag and turn over the baggage to make sure that the belt is taken. What the is that?
It wasn't until I got on the bus that I saw the particularly famous candied bag in a transparent bag held by a girl in the next seat.
I forgot to bring special products to his roommate!
According to the small snacks, boys generally don’t like it very much, but the magic is that the people in their dormitory say that they are delicious. The fruit of the city d preserves the fruity fruit of the fruit, and it is not too sweet and too greasy. Even Zhou Wendao, whose dormitory has not always liked snacks, was captured. The things in his hometown were recognized. Ye Zhou was very proud, and he did not bother to go home with a big bag every time.
And this time... because of the suddenness of the incident, he did not pay attention and forgot.
The train started slowly, and Ye Zhou estimated the time and guessed that the parents should have called the guest when they called the hotel.
Sure enough, the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, and Ms. Ye did not say with a good voice: "Where are you? How come?"
"Mom, I am sorry, I remembered it wrong before. The ticket I bought was this morning. I wanted to change the date, but the tickets after tomorrow are sold out..." As if and should be with the boat, the train will ring long. Needless to say, Ye mother also knows where Ye Zhou is now.
"What do you say you can do? When you get to the critical moment, you will drop the chain." Ye mother said with disappointment, "Forget it, hey, the big sister came over, come to the private room and sit down..."
With the sound of the lala, Ye mother hung up the phone.
Ye Zhou looked at the black screen and took a sigh of relief.
On the last two days of the holiday, students returned to the school, except for Ye Zhou’s dormitory.
Ye Zhou’s roommate was only on the last day.
Xu Yangjun threw a large bag of luggage brought over to the ground, and looked at Ye Zhou, who was looking at his mobile phone with his legs on his eyes. "Isn’t you going home?"
"Go home, but come back in advance." Ye Zhou put down his mobile phone and turned it straight down from the upper bunk. "No one in the dormitory can suffocate me."
Ye Zhou quite does not like quiet. It may be because the environment created by his parents when he was a child was too quiet. It made him particularly fond of digs in the environment where his parents could not.
"Eat grapefruit? Our family planted it!" Xu Yangjun took a volleyball-sized grapefruit from the bag and patted it. The golden grapefruit skin gave off a faint scent, which seemed to seduce the two to taste.
"Well, I am going to cut the skin." Ye Zhou licked his lips and was welcome. He took out a fruit knife and gently licked a few mouthfuls along the grapefruit skin. He did not hurt the flesh, and took the grapefruit skin down a few times. .
Xu Yangjun took the grapefruit that had been peeled off, and both hands smashed it. He succeeded in dividing the grapefruit into two equal parts. The leaf boat tore the next grapefruit to remove the bitter skin outside. The flesh inside was red and looked at the water. One bite down, the juice fills every corner of the mouth. The taste is not as sweet as it looks, with a little bit of bitterness.
"Good sour!" Xu Yangjun wrinkled the five senses, threw the remaining half of the grapefruit aside, and poured a glass of water, but unexpectedly let the bitterness spread throughout the mouth. "bitter!"
Ye Zhou solved a petal grapefruit and dismissed it: "As for it? I think it is okay."
"Boat, give me some dried mangoes!"
"Have you bought?" After asked Ye Zhoufa to realize that Xu Yangjun said that he was a mango in his hometown. After more than a year at the university, Ye Zhou didn't forget to bring them fruit if he went home. "That... I am this time. Going fast, forget it. But I have cookies, you should pad it first."
Xu Yangjun snorted two sips, even ate a few biscuits, and finished a glass of water, sighed comfortably. Looking up and seeing the grapefruit that was held by myself all the way, it’s hard to say: "It’s a loss."
"I feel very good, let's say that you planted it yourself, and it is green and pollution-free."
Xu Yangjun scratched his head and said, "If you like it, it is worth it."
"Others will definitely like it." The words just fell, Zhou Wendao pushed the door. As soon as he entered the dormitory, put the luggage down, he wiped his face in the sink.
"Hot died, finally slowed down." Zhou Wendao wiped the water stains on his face with a towel, and his eyes glanced at Xu Yangjun's desk and stopped. "Pomelo! I love grapefruit."
He smacked a tear and took a big bite. "Oh, not bad."
Ye Zhou smiled and said: "Can we eat it if we are self-cultivated?"
Zhou Wendao took the venue and took another one to eat, while eating and boasting, "good."
Xu Yangjun’s depressed mood finally gradually became clear. Although he was willing to bring his own things, he could get the approval of his friends. He didn’t bother him all the hard work.
Hey, I like to bring it to you next time. I went downstairs to open the water. Are you going?"
Ye Zhou pointed to his boiling water bottle and said, "I have already brought a bottle in the morning."
Zhou Wendao waved his hand: "Let me rest and go."
When Xu Yangjun left, Zhou Wendao immediately licked his sour teeth and said, "Give me something to eat, sour."
Ye Zhou grinned and put a half-pack of biscuits that Xu Yangjun had not finished before him.
Half an hour later, Xu Yangjun took the water bottle up and looked at Ye Zhou with a meaningful look: "Hey, boat, you are not honest."
Ye Zhou looked awkward.
Zhou Wendao went to Xu Yangjun with a gossip and said, "What happened?"
"I will say, how can Zhou Zhou’s thoughtful classmates make a mistake?" Xu Yangjun leaned against the wall and arms around his chest, and helped the unneeded glasses to say, "You have not forgotten to bring fruit."
Ye Zhou suddenly raised a bad feeling.
"It turns out that you brought a big bag of fruit to the merchants!" Xu Yangjun went to the side of Ye Zhou and gave him a praise. "Catch people, it should be like this! Take his stomach first, then Take him down!"
"What and what?" Zhou Wendao chattered around. "What do you mean?"
"I just had something to look for, and then I saw a bag of candied fruit on the table of Shangjin. It is the kind that the boat often brings us! A big bag!"
Ye Zhouqi opened Zhou Wendao and Xu Yangjun at the door, and walked to the dormitory of Shangjin.
There are four people in the Shangjin dormitory, and the other three are still packing things. Only Shang Jin, leaning on the chair, carrying dried mangoes in his mouth, turned a magazine in his hand.
The light in front of him suddenly darkened, and Shang Jin raised his head and confronted him with the unclear sight of Ye Zhou. He swallowed the dried mango and said, "It's delicious."
Ye Zhou didn't have time to say anything, and Shang Jin said: "It's the same as what you said before."
This sentence is like writing a sequel to a TV drama that is about to end, and once again hoisting the appetite of the crowd.
Standing in front of the hot, mixed curious sight, Ye Zhou felt that he and Shang Jin’s story was over, and there is still a long way to go.