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    "The cute me, the mature me, the talkative me, and the well-behaved me, which one do you like?"

    "Every."

    The early morning temperature in P City is suitable, the sky is soaked into a light mint blue, and the clouds are scattered like torn cotton candy.

    The wind that reaches the tip of the nose has a little jasmine fragrance.

    Qiao Yixi unconsciously became relaxed, humming a song and went to change shoes on the balcony.

    Looking around on the shoe box, she froze for a moment: "Mom, where are the shoes I bought for the coming-of-age ceremony?"

    Mother Qiao didn't even bother to turn her head back: "Didn't you put it on the balcony by yourself yesterday? I didn't move."

    Qiao Yixi was in a daze for a second, and ran towards the kitchen with only one high heel shoe left, "I only saw one, you really didn't move?"

    Possibly all mothers in the world love to pack things for their daughters, and Mother Qiao is no exception, and she never fails

    Every time after packing up, Qiao Yixi had to look for daily necessities for a long time.

    "I really haven't moved. I've been busy moving these two days, and I don't even have time for cleaning," Mother Qiao said, "And I won't throw away your shoes, you can look for them later."

    After searching for another ten minutes and confirming that the other shoe was really missing, Qiao Yixi was a little melancholy: "I've only worn this shoe twice, where did it go?"

    "Either you lost it, or it was hidden somewhere." Qiao's mother disagreed.

    "How could it be lost? I don't know how to take off my shoes while walking. Maybe I put them in a corner," Qiao Yixi didn't intend to get too entangled. "Forget it. I'll look for it later. I have to go out."

    Mother Qiao asked, "What are you doing out there?"

    "Go shopping with Shu Ran for a skateboard, and then have a hot pot."

    Father Qiao, who was sitting on the sofa watching the morning news, said, "Remember to come back early in the afternoon, and I'm going to your Uncle Zhou's for dinner tonight."

    Qiao Yixi froze for a moment: "Uncle Zhou?"

    "You know him, the one who lived opposite our house when you were young, your father always played cards with him," Qiao's mother wiped her hands, "You also like to play with his son, the two children are always inseparable, and you said that you have a chance  Knot together"

    "Okay, okay," Qiao Yixi stopped in time, fearing that her dark history would be revealed, she stepped on the double wine red suede muffin and hurriedly opened the door to escape, "I'm leaving first, come back before four o'clock."

    While waiting for the elevator, she vaguely thought that when she was young, she seemed to have a little bamboo horse. The two grew up together. When they were seven or eight years old, they still loved to nest together. Later, when she transferred to the first grade of elementary school, the relationship between the two began.  broken.

    I haven't seen her for so many years. She has forgotten what the little bamboo horse looks like. She only remembers Zhou Zheng's facial features. As for the name, it's Zhou Ming, Li Ming, or Wang Ming

    The memory about the bamboo horse was interrupted by the sound of decoration, and Qiao Yixi looked up before entering the elevator.

    Upstairs, a house is being renovated, and occasionally there will be the sound of electric drills and various furniture being dragged, but the amount of work is not large, and it is almost over.

    It seems that it was only decorated for one room.

    I don't know why.

    She didn't think much, and left quickly.

    At this moment, on the eighth floor.

    Zhou Mingxu was listening to the noise brought by the decoration of the guest room, while watching the little fat man on the cat climbing frame with a complicated expression. The little fat man was curling up with his head buried in a ball, trying his best to pretend to be an ignorant fur ball.

    The back of the head that resisted was written all over Qiuqiu doesn't know, it's none of Qiuqiu's business.

    "Shrimp dumplings."

    When the owner shouted, the little fat man wagged his tail reluctantly, and then looked at him slowly after hesitating for a moment, his eyes were a little sad, as if he was asking "I'm not a cat, I'm just wool, why do you talk to wool?"

    Zhou Mingxu raised his hand: "Come here."

    Xia Jiao got up, and when he jumped off the cat climbing frame, he accidentally brought out a light blue sock.

    Zhou Mingxu paused for two seconds, then frowned in disbelief: "Are you still stealing other people's socks?"

    The little fat man folded his ears behind and said nothing, like a child listening to training.

    Zhou Mingxu sighed heavily.

    This cat has been very obedient since he domesticated it. Although he likes to wander around at night, he always returns home on time and never steals.

    But recently, I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, some inexplicable gadgets suddenly began to appear in the shrimp dumpling¡¯s nest, such as a macaron-colored hair tie, or a magic circle keychain.

    "No more stealing," Zhou Mingxu taught it seriously, "If you steal again, I will shut you down."I personally raised the volume, Zheng He was enjoying listening to the excitement, and felt that girls' topics were so fucking strange.

    And Zhou Mingxu thought of a certain cat, and was silent about stealing words in the conversation.

    Qiao Yixi poured a glass of drink in dismay, only to realize something was wrong when he took it in: "Isn't this what we ordered?"

    When she turned her head and met Zhou Mingxu's gaze, she saw the receipt they placed on the corner of the table, and hurriedly got up, "Sorry, this drink belongs to you, the waiter made a mistake."

    After she finished speaking, she sent the drink to them, "I just poured a little, and it was still clean. If you don't mind, I'll buy you another bottle."

    Before Zhou Mingxu said "it's okay", the waiter passed by to serve the food, Qiao Yixi wanted to stop and hand it over, panicked for a while, and accidentally bumped into the bag he put aside.

    The bag was not zippered, and when it fell on the table, something rolled out of it.

    At first glance, it looks like a shoe.

    A closer look reveals that it is a black suede stiletto heel with rivets and a bow.

    To be more specific, the yardage is thirty-seven and a half yards.

    Qiao Yixi froze for a moment and raised her head in astonishment.

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