Chapter 41

Coming out of the wedding dress shop, the city is already in full bloom. The bright lights are winding to the distance, like the stars blooming in the night. The night life of the city has just begun.

Song Jin didn't want to go back for the time being. She stood beside the car and looked at him with a smile: "Lu Nancheng, go back first."

"Where are you going?"

"I'll continue to look around."

She stood on the side of the road with her bag on her back. The dim light on her smiling face stretched her shadow and reflected it on the side of the road. Lu Nancheng also closed the door: "I'll go with you."

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His hand inserted pocket, people have come to her, Song Jin helpless, had to take such a big oil bottle.

She didn't have a destination. She walked straight along the road and felt the prosperous city more than 20 years later. Lu Nancheng had a long leg behind her. Occasionally she walked fast and looked back to wait for her. Song Jin had to quicken her pace and walk side by side with him. The shoulders of the two people occasionally rub together, so she left some distance.

In Lu Nancheng's eyes, she doesn't like the physical contact with herself.

Lu Nancheng, who was walking in front of him, sweated slightly and soaked the back of his shirt. Song Jin wiped the sweat on the tip of her nose and her stomach was growling.

Not far away, there are rows of stalls at the back door of the school. All kinds of aroma are mixed and scattered in the air. Her happy eyes are shining, and she has already run away. Lu Nancheng sniffs the flavor, but frowns tightly.

Song Jin studied here for a year many years ago. Now she has been renovated. She has lost her shadow. The surrounding open space has been built with high-rise buildings and a food street.

She happily shuttle inside, looking back to see him behind a few steps, waving to him.

Lu Nancheng stepped up to her and saw that she had bought a pig and was gnawing it in her hand. She had some oil on the tip of her nose and was eager to buy more than a dozen strings, one in each hand.

"Lunan City, do you want it?"

He shook his head, a look of disgust: "you say stroll is to eat roadside stalls?"

Song Jin was not happy and rolled her eyes: "what happened to the roadside stall? You know how many roadside stalls don't taste worse than Michelin. "

"Well, maybe you have a point."

"Try it."

Song Jin strongly handed him a string. He put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. The irritating smell of barbecue made it hard for him to swallow. He didn't eat it in his hand and finally threw it into the garbage can.

Song Jin sees his actions in her eyes, and doesn't persuade him to eat. He has a poor appetite and can't digest these.

Lu Nancheng, on the other hand, stares at her. Seeing her talking to her boss, she talks about her university for more than 20 years. The boss has been setting up a stall here for many years, and he also remembers it.

He heard some off and on, wondering how she could know about here more than 20 years ago.

After she bought it, he asked casually, "have you been here before?"

She nodded: "well, it was many years ago, before going abroad with her father."

Song Jin's eyes turned slightly. In front of the suspicious Lu Nancheng, she had long wanted to say good words.

"My father brought me here a few times, and I just remember a building."

"Well, you have a good memory."

Lu Nancheng's words do not know whether it is praise or satire, Song Jin nodded: "my memory has always been very good."

"Remember how we met when we were young."

He digs a hole to pick for himself again. Song Jin turns her neck and ignores him at all. She trots to the front of the line. He follows him thoughtfully.

Song Jin ate all the way, all kinds of snacks have bought a, Lu Nancheng had to help her with, smelling pungent taste, dislike of twist eyebrows.

She didn't go back happily until she was full.

Lu Nancheng didn't have dinner. After Song Jin got home, she made a bowl of noodles for him and happily went upstairs to turn on the computer.

As soon as she finished reading more than a dozen photos from the private detective, she received a phone call from Su Yirou. She specially closed the door.

"Xiaojin, I'm not disturbing you."

On the phone, Su's voice was soft and generous. There seemed to be a simple song in the background: "no, what's the matter with my sister?"

"Well, I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you been busy lately?"

"I'm not as strong as my sister. I don't have so many things to do."

Su Yirou said with a smile: "since I'm not busy coming out together, my daughter has also come back. You are all of the same age. I want to introduce you."

Song Jin has guessed her meaning: "OK, no problem, then tomorrow."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

Su Yirou successfully made an appointment with Song Jin. She couldn't help smiling. Qin Yanran sat on the sofa and saw her mother's smile. She couldn't help asking, "Mom, who is Song Jin? Do you want to introduce us?"

"I won't tell you for the time being. Anyway, you should try to have a good relationship with her."

Qin Yanran is at a loss, but she also vaguely knows that the other party must have an identity.

"Well, I see, Ma, don't worry."When Su Yirou heard her say this, she was worried. Although her daughter looks like herself, her brain is like her father. She often does things without brain.

"Now that you're back, the imperial city's elite circle should always enter."

"Well, I understand."

She drooped her eyelids and nodded. Su Yirou felt relieved to see her clever appearance. As long as she followed the road she had paved, her daughter would not have a big problem for the rest of her life.

Song Jin, who has hung up, is about to turn around. Lu Nancheng pushes the door in. She holds her mobile phone and wonders whether he has been standing outside.

Lu Nancheng just came in to get something, and soon went out. Song Jin went out with him, and they went back to their room one by one.

Today, after a busy day, she leaned on the sofa, yawned a lot, took a bath, climbed to bed early and turned off the desk lamp beside her.

The room darkened, Lu Nancheng's sharp eyes walked around her, her petite body got into the quilt, only showed a small black head, not afraid of heat to cover her whole body.

In order to prevent Lu Nancheng's gaze from falling on her, Song Jin turns her back to him and covers her whole body. The air conditioner in the room is low. Rao is like this. After lying in the quilt for a while, she gradually feels hot and has to stretch out her small head to breathe.

Lu Nancheng looked at her funny appearance and deliberately raised her head twice. Song Jin's head soon came out again. She even sweated all over, and directly lifted the quilt and lay on the bed.

Her back was covered with sweat, and her white cheeks were dyed pink. However, Lu Nancheng was standing on the bedside with a sneer: "don't you continue to cover more? What if it's cold? "

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