Zhao Changan stood up and wiped his mouth.

There were two classes in the afternoon, and then there was the entire senior high school student who was almost crazy. In the last stage of high school, the last, the longest holiday.

Labor Day, three days.

There seems to be one more thing,—

Zhao Changan thought about it and it was that afternoon, because of the May Day holiday, he remembered it very clearly.

Zhang Shun did not come to class.

After that, he never appeared in this classroom again.

By the time Zhao Chang'an met Zhang Shun again, he would have already had a freshman holiday for the New Year.

It turned out that he and Mo Tongtong divorced, and he and I went to Nanyang for several months.

After returning, Zhang Xuelong asked him to manage a hair salon and boasted that he had more than a dozen beautiful hairdressers under him, but he went home during the Chinese New Year.

During the summer vacation of freshman year, Zhao Chang'an arrived at Zhang Shun's hair salon in the west district.

There are indeed many beautiful girls inside.

Zhao Changan lived in Zhang Shun for half a month, eating, drinking and playing, and gained many first experiences in his life.

Afterwards, Zhang Xuelong and Qiao San got involved and tied up with each other.

Zhang Shun was in charge of a bathing center and had a girlfriend, and was very busy.

Even though Zhang Shun was repeatedly tempted, Zhao Changan was so tough that he did not step into the foot.

Although Zhang Shun squeezed time to invite Zhao Changan to dinner during the holiday in Zhao Changan, the meeting was getting smaller and smaller.

Until that summer, 25-year-old Zhao Changan knocked on the door of 39-year-old Mo Tongtong.

Drinking beer, I had a hearty braised pork meal.
Chapter completed!