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Chapter 93 It's been a long time

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    The man suddenly poked his head out of the car window, smiled at the two of them, and said, "It's good to have a girlfriend, but I'm still single, so I'm envious."

    ? Yu Wanfeng gripped the corner of Zhong Chumian's clothes even tighter.

    Yu Wanfeng thought for a while, then raised her voice and asked, "Where are you from? Let me introduce someone to you!"

    "Haha, I'm from the University of Military Science, just kidding."

    After laughing, he started the car and drove past the two of them.

    When passing by, he waved goodbye again.

    Yu Wanfeng's heart sank.

    Xu Qiao is also from the University of Military Science and Technology.

    I don't know if they will meet each other unexpectedly somewhere.

    Or, say a word or two in a certain alumni group.

    "Xiaowan."

    Zhong Chumian called her.

    Yu Wanfeng regained consciousness: "Huh?"

    "I didn't expect you to like being a matchmaker so much." Zhong Chumian laughed at her.

    Yu Wanfeng was really ashamed.

    She was still clutching the corner of Zhong Chumian's clothes.

    Zhong Chumian's eyes were slightly hot, and he reached out, pulled her little hand from the corner of his clothes, held it in his palm, and led her to the inn, naturally.

    Yu Wanfeng raised her eyes, looked at the back figure in front of her eyes, and had an illusion.

    Illusion that this is their whole life.

    He will always be like this, holding her hand and walking towards the end of the years.

    Never leave.

    That night, Yu Wanfeng made a decision.

    She opened the WeChat group and joined an online volunteer program.

    ¡¾Recruitment of Online Psychological Counseling Volunteers¡¿.

    These days, she has witnessed many tragedies, the unpredictability of life and death, and the perseverance and kindness of many people.

    She thought, she should also do something, like those brave and kind people, do what she can.

    She used to worry about many things.

    Worried about the infection of relatives and friends, worried about whether we can survive tomorrow, worried about how many days the food in the refrigerator can last.

    But in addition to these, she may be able to do something so that fear and boredom are no longer left in this special experience.

    Do something meaningful.

    Just after submitting the registration form, Yu Wanfeng felt a fire in her heart, and wanted to share it with others.

    She told two people, Shen Huaijin and Zhong Chumian.

    Shen Huaijin quickly replied to the message, and she also signed up.

    As for Zhong Chumian, there has been no reply.

    Yu Wanfeng was a little lost, holding the phone, tossing and turning.

    At that time, Zhong Chumian was having a video conference with the senior management of the Zhong Group.

    The impact of this epidemic on the economy will soon be revealed, and they must prepare early.

    The meeting went on until late at night, and after hanging up the video, Zhong Chumian saw the message from Yu Wanfeng.

    He glanced at the time, it was half past one.

    I'm afraid I'm already asleep.

    After hesitating again and again, there was still no reply.

    He knew that even when she was sleeping, she would turn on the notification sound.

    A message in the past may wake her up.

    That's all.

    Although he couldn't wait to share her feelings with her, he didn't even want to wake her up in her sleep.

    Zhong Chumian smiled. Fortunately, when I wake up tomorrow, I can see her again.

    It's just when you can see her as soon as you open your eyes.

    Seeing her lying in his arms, she fell asleep peacefully, breathing lightly.

    Zhong Chumian couldn't bear it anymore.

    After swiping my phone for a long time, another message came.

    ? A message from Zhong Lingling.

    [Brother, this is not good, uncle knows you are in Wuhan.  ¡¿

    Zhong Chumian had a headache on his forehead.

    *

    ¡¾Memory Small Theater¡¿

    The selection of the new school flower of Yanglan High School has started again.

    Jian Hongshu, a sophomore in senior high school, stood out and defeated Xu Mingchuan, a junior high school student, to become the new school grassroots.

    Some classmates went to Xu Mingchuan's ear and sighed: "It's a pity, you don't have many chances to show off to your juniors and juniors this year in your third year of high school."

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