The Beauty of 1980's

Ch.20 Bullying

Meng Xiang suddenly pulled his hand back, rubbed the back of his neck, smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "I'm so hungry, let's eat something, do you want to eat?"

　　Hearing this, Ye Puzhou pretended nothing had happened, cleared his hoarse throat, and replied with a smile: "Eat, I'm not picky about food."

　　The implication is to let her watch and feed her as she pleases.

　　Meng Xiang took out the food she had prepared and gave half of it to Ye Puzhou. He really ate whatever he was given. He ate quietly, looking so well behaved and loving that one could not help but feel an overflow of maternal love.

　　Ahem, what does it mean that maternal love is overflowing? Stop, stop.

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　　After a long journey, the train finally arrived at Shenzhen Station. Many people got off the green carriage carrying large and small bags, with more or less fatigue and tiredness on their faces.

　　Meng Xiang and Ye Puzhou were both traveling light, each with only a small backpack. After most people had exited the carriage, they slowly got off and walked toward the exit following the signs.

　　"The weather here is much hotter than in Beijing." Meng Xiang used his hands as a fan and fanned his cheeks.

　　"It gets hotter the further south we go." Ye Puzhou was carrying both of their bags. He held her wrist with one hand and pulled her towards him, avoiding a man carrying a large backpack. If he hadn't pulled her, the bamboo stick would have hit her waist.

　　"Thank you." Meng Xiang glanced at Ye Puzhou's slender fingers, tried to suppress the smile on his lips, and said with a light cough: "My friend is waiting for us outside the station. The train is late. I don't know if she is still there. Let's go out and look for her quickly."
"Okay." After saying that, he took her out of the station quickly.

　　There were a lot of people waiting to pick up people at the exit, and the noise filled their ears, so they couldn't hear other people calling their names at all. Fortunately, as soon as they came out, they saw a person not far away holding a large white paper with four big words "Mengxiang, Jingshi" written on it in black brush.

　　Being so conspicuous, he naturally attracted many sidelong glances, but he didn't care about other people's looks and just kept holding it up.

　　The man was tall, estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall. He wore a black short-sleeved shirt and long pants. He had well-developed muscles, a shaved head, tanned skin, and a fierce look between his eyebrows. He looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.

　　Next to him sat a beautiful lady in a white dress. She had long black hair tied up behind her head and a pearl headband on her head. The round fan in her hand was embroidered with the beautiful scenery of the Jiangnan water town. She looked very beautiful.

　　There is a clear contrast between the two people, but being together neutralizes the weird feeling very well.

　　"You must have misread the time. It's all your fault."

　　“…”

　　"Are you dumb? Humph, so boring. I don't know why dad put you next to me."

　　When you get closer, you can hear the two people arguing. In fact, to be precise, it was the woman who was cursing and expressing disgust alone. The man never opened his mouth from beginning to end, and his expression was cold, like an iceberg that had been silent for thousands of years.

　　Meng Xiang glanced at them, then took a few steps forward and shouted with a happy face, "Tiantian."

　　Shi Tian, ​​who was sitting with a gloomy look on her face, immediately stood up from her chair when she heard the familiar shout. She quickly locked her sight on the target, then rushed forward and hugged Meng Xiang, "A Xiang."