After a burst of good-natured laughter came from a distance, the boy finally realized what he had just said, and his face flushed.

He stammered, and when he wanted to explain, a deep and cold voice came: "No need."

Ning Meng turned her head and saw Huo Beichen striding over.

This is an old street, and the color is a little dark in addition to the late night.

But as soon as he appeared, everything around him seemed brighter. Even the streetlights overhead were brighter than before.

He walked up to her with his long straight legs, put his arm around her shoulders, and led her to take a step back, standing between Ning Meng and the little boy, and then looked down at the thin, adolescent boy: " Your classmate is waiting for you."

Huo Beichen's facial features were resolute and icy, with a man's unique maturity.

When the little boy saw him, he turned around and ran away in fright.

After a group of students disappeared into the crowd, Huo Beichen turned his head and looked at Ning Meng, with a somewhat depressed tone: "It's still so popular."

Ning Meng:? ?

She widened her eyes and looked at Huo Beichen puzzled: "Huh?"

The girl's eyes were raised up, with a trace of natural charm, but those eyes were as clear as glass, reflecting the faint light of the street lamp.

Seeing her like this, Huo Beichen rubbed her head with his big hands, feeling powerless with all his energy but nowhere to go: "Forget it."

Then turn around and walk ahead first.

Ning Meng: "..."

What's the matter?

Why can't this man speak clearly?

She curled her lips and looked back at the key high school.

Under the dim sky, the bright moonlight quietly shines on the plaque, and the four characters of "Haishi No. 1 Middle School" have an inexplicable sense of familiarity and mystery.

Ning Meng panicked for no reason, and she hurriedly looked away, only to realize that Huo Beichen was standing in front of her, sideways, quietly waiting for her to pass by.

Ning Meng took two quick steps and came to his side.

During the rush hour after school, some students go home by car, and some students go for a walk. The neighborhood is bustling and lively, with the hustle and bustle of ordinary people.

Some small vendors prepared snacks and parked on the side of the road. Occasionally, the students who passed by couldn't resist the temptation of the smell, and would buy a bunch of chicken chops, or stinky tofu...

Smelling these smells, Ning Meng became even hungrier. She walked two steps quickly, followed Huo Beichen and turned a few turns in the lively old alley, and stood in front of a pickled vegetable and fish restaurant.

Ning Meng raised her head and glanced at this unremarkable shop.

The environment inside can be seen at a glance.

The ten or so tables are almost full at the moment, and only two or three are idle.

The store is fairly clean, but the store without a plaque is too small.

Ning Meng sighed: "As a foodie, I will gradually understand a truth, the more inconspicuous the shop is, the more authentic and delicious the food is. On the contrary, the resplendent, luxurious decoration, and all kinds of gimmicks Just take a look at the French-Italian restaurant..."

She paused, and when Huo Beichen was really attracted to her, thinking she would tell the truth of "life is simple", Ning Meng chuckled, "I can't afford it anyway."

Huo Beichen: "..."

He was not at all surprised that this young lady would say "can't afford it", and walked into the restaurant.

Ning Meng followed. As soon as she entered, she saw the proprietress walking over in surprise, "Beichen, why are you here?"

When her eyes fell on Ning Meng, her eyes widened in astonishment: "This..."

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