Chapter 5

Shut up by the lollipop, Wei rusha said, "Oh," and agreed.

Luo Tang took a look at the street. There were only a few people waiting for Wei rusha. He took the tissue, wiped the blood on the knuckle, and asked, "call to play in the city?"

Wei rusha shook his head and looked at him. After he cleaned his hands, he reminded him: "you still have eyes."

"Where?" Luo Tang raised his head and asked.

His eyes fell on the drop of blood in the corner of his eyes. Wei rusha described it for a long time. Finally, he simply took the tissue in his hand and wiped it for him. Girl fingers also holding lollipop, wipe past, with a peach fragrance.

After cleaning for him, Wei rusha threw the paper towel into the garbage can and said, "OK. Do you know where Yurong's private dishes are? "

Since she had acquaintances, she asked them all.

"A dinner date?" Luo Tang asked.

"I'll eat it myself." Wei Ruxia denied, "I want to try the local food of Ancheng."

After listening to Wei rusha's words, Luo Tang turned back and said to Han Junsong and Wang Si, "take care of this. I have something to do. I'll go first."

Since Wei rusha came over, Han Junsong has been keeping a gossip face. As soon as Luo Tang finished, Han Junsong immediately nodded and waved goodbye to them.

"You can go."

Luo Tang turned his head and said to Wei rusha, "I'll take you there."

I didn't expect that Luo Tang would take her personally. Wei rusha was about to refuse. Luo Tang looked up, and Wei rusha swallowed the refusal together with the taste of peach.

Jinting international is a radial design with the center of the middle square and the branch road. Just now, Wei rusha has taken five branches clockwise, and Yurong private food is on the sixth branch road.

In front of Yurong's private restaurant, Wei Ruxia looks at the antique brand at the door and thinks it's a pity that she is about to find it.

Luo Tang is obviously a frequent visitor here. After taking Wei rusha into the door, he went directly across the corridor and found a window seat.

It's 11:00 in the morning, and the guests are getting more and more. The waiters in cheongsam guide the guests to take their seats in a soft voice. On the stage of the main hall, the actors with Pipa in their arms are sitting upright and ready to perform.

Jinting international commercial building is built near Anhe, with the best scenery by the window. Looking out of the window, the sky is clear and cloudless. Several cruise ships and freighters are driving on the vast river, slow and heavy.

Before sitting down, Wei rusha went to the bathroom first. Just when she met Luo Tang, she was stuffed with a lollipop. She couldn't go to the bathroom.

Seeing that Wei rusha sat down, Luo Tang took the menu and asked, "what would you like to eat?"

Wei Ruxia didn't know much about the local dishes of Ancheng. He took a look at the dazzling menu in Luo Tang's hand and replied, "the special dishes here are OK."

"Like to eat local dishes?" Luo Tang looked up at her.

"Well." Wei rusha answered in the affirmative, but her expression was ambiguous.

After ordering, Luo Tang went to the bathroom to wash his hands. As soon as the dried up bloodstain was washed, the young man's hands became white again, like the hands of ancient scholars.

When he calms down, his features and temperament are clean and gentle. If outsiders don't understand him, they don't know his fighting power is so strong.

Wei Ruxia asked for Ancheng specialty, but after the dish came up, she took a few mouthfuls.

Compared with her, Luo Tang enjoyed eating very much. He saw that Wei rusha did not eat any more after tasting every dish. He asked, "don't you like it?"

"A little sweet." Wei rusha drank water and saw that the rice bowl in front of Luo Tang was empty. She asked, "do you like sweet mouth?"

"Well." Luo Tang put a piece of tofu in a mirror box and said, "I'm used to eating too much."

If you eat too much, you get used to it.

Hearing this, Wei rusha picked up chopsticks again and put a piece of sauce spareribs in it.

It's so sweet.

After dinner, when Wei rusha wants to check out, he is told that Luo Tang has already married. She thought that Luo Tang was afraid that a lollipop would not buy her off, so he invited her to another meal.

Wei Ruxia didn't let him down. When they went back, they just met Luo Tang's mother Yang Shuru, who came back from the publishing house.

She is a Spanish translator. She has translated and published many books and is very talented.

It's natural for Yang Shuru to have such a beautiful son as Luo Tang. She has the unique aura of a southern woman. Although she is nearly 40 years old, her white face is still full of girlishness.

She had short hair and a small face. Seeing Wei rusha and Luo Tang coming back together, she asked with a smile, "did you meet them on the road when they came back together?"

Luo Tang didn't answer his mother's words. Wei rusha took a look at him, then laughed at Yang Shuru and said, "no, Luo Tang took me to eat the local food of Ancheng."

"So enthusiastic." Yang Shuru looked at his son with a smile.

When hearing Wei rusha's reply, Luo Tang also raised his eyelids to look at her. The latter gave him a smile, said goodbye to their mother and son, and opened the door to return home.As soon as he and his mother entered the house, amang ran over and rubbed against Luotang. Luo Tang knelt down and rubbed his neck.

Yang Shuru put down the paper bag, and the topic was still on Wei rusha.

"Ruxia is from the north, and she has no friends in Ancheng. You should communicate with her more often. Granny Li especially hopes that you two can be friends."

Sitting obliquely on the sofa, Luo Tang threw the ball into the air, then picked it up steadily and said carelessly.

"Friends are not that easy to do."

"Try it." Yang Shuru advised.

Luo Tang throws the ball, and amang runs away with his tail. After biting the ball, he hands it to Luo Tang. Luo Tang took the ball and looked at the pattern on his eyeball. After thinking for a while, he asked.

"Is she really uncle Wei's daughter?"

With a glass of water, Yang Shuru also had some doubts. She said, "yes, it is. Uncle Wei is not very close to Ruxia."

Not only is not pro, Wei Zishan do not like all the performance in the face.

It's not easy to discuss too much about other people's family affairs. Yang Shuru digs off the topic.

When grandma went to give a funeral to her friend, Wei rusha had been waiting for her in her room. But until five o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Ruxia did not wait for her grandmother, but for the news that her grandmother had returned to her home in the suburbs.

Wei rusha is standing in front of the desk in the study. In front of him is Wei Zishan who has never taken the initiative to say a word to her.

Grandma told her that Wei Zishan's job is to be a drama actor. His study is full of all kinds of plays.

Wei Zishan is thirty-eight years old. He is tall and straight. His skin is white and delicate. His sword eyebrows are starry and his temperament is elegant. He is very suitable for his career.

He just came back from the funeral, wearing black trousers and white shirt, which made him more indifferent.

Different from the indifference on his face, Wei Zishan looks at Wei rusha standing in front of him. There is a nameless fire in his chest. Every time he breathes, he spits out a dull and choking smoke, which makes his trachea ache.

He sat motionless in his seat, with no expression in his light brown eyes. Since he didn't want to get along with Wei rusha, he simply came to the point.

"I can provide you with the material needs you need. As for other aspects, although we are under the same roof, we are strangers, hoping that the well will not offend the river. There is a cook at home. My aunt is responsible for three meals a day. She will cook northern food for you. "

Wei Zishan's words are straightforward, naked, naked, and he will pretend when his grandmother is there. When grandma was away, he drew a black-and-white line between them.

Thinking of grandma, Wei rusha thought of what grandma said to her that night.

She looked up at Wei Zishan and said, "we can have dinner together. Today I went to eat the local food of Ancheng. It's delicious."

Wei Zishan's voice was calm and emotionless.

"My mother is no longer here."

They don't have to pretend to be friendly anymore.

"Oh." Wei rusha understood the meaning of his words, nodded and said, "I see."

After Wei rusha came out of Wei Zishan's study, he went back to his bedroom and did his homework for a while. I have something in my heart, and my homework is not very smooth. After she closed her textbook, she went downstairs to the yard, turned on the tap and watered the flowers with a hose.

From Wei Zishan's attitude, we can see his resistance to her. In the whole thing, Wei Zishan is indeed innocent, and he has the right to treat her coldly, even though he is thousands of miles away.

But she is not innocent.

For the sake of grandma, she is now going to grow up to be able to curry favor with people who hate her.

When Luo Tang came back from a Mang's skateboarding, he just saw Wei rusha standing in the yard watering the flowers. She took the hose, slightly tilted her head, long eyebrows slightly frown, slightly down the corner of her eyes, light brown eyes a little lost.

The setting sun has gilded the world with light gold. The girl is alone in the middle of this oil painting, as if she was abandoned here.

Luotang see she didn't find himself, led a mang ready to open the door. Before he opened the lock, he took another look at Wei rusha in the yard next door, and remembered what he had looked like when he met her at Kingston international today.

Luo Tang opens the door, puts a Mang in, and then walks to the wall of the next house. The wall of the courtyard was not high. Luo Tang stood there with his arms just above it.

"What's the matter?"

Wei rusha, who is thinking about things, is interrupted by Luo Tang's greeting. She looked up at Luo Tang. He just came back from walking a mang. There was a little sweat in his hair, which made his face more clean.

Wei rusha was disturbed and frowned. Although the relationship between them is getting better now, they are not familiar enough to tell him her troubles.

Wei rusha pursed her lips, whistling a reason, prevaricating: "it's nothing, it's just that my grandmother left, and I'm going to school on Monday."

"Who said that?" Luo Tang asked.

Wei Ru Xia was asked a Leng, she to Luo Tang's line of sight, asked: "ah?""Who says you're going to school by yourself tomorrow?" Luo Tang's eyes drooped slightly, and the setting sun drew the outline of his side face more clearly.

"Isn't there me? I'll take you to school on Monday. "

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