Chapter 133

Out of the store, Lu Nancheng takes the key and drives the car. Song Jin sits in the co driver's seat. The car drives out quickly, but it's not the direction to go back to the villa.

"Where are we going?"

Lu Nancheng looks at her in doubt. The city is already in full bloom. The bright lights are winding away like the Milky way. The sports car moves slowly in the traffic. He drives carelessly.

"Go to a place."

"Where?"

"It's almost there."

He lowered the window, let a little hot wind into the car, one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand on the door, the posture is casual.

After taking a look at him, Song Jin doesn't care where she goes. She takes out her mobile phone and plays with it. Now there are more games on her smartphone than before. She is playing xiaoxiaole recently and has reached more than 100 levels.

Lu Nancheng's car into the parking lot, she is still Xiaole, almost can pass.

"Get out of the car."

"Wait for me."

There are the last few. Lu Nancheng takes a look. It's a low IQ game again.

"Isn't that easy?"

"Of course, yeah, it's over."

Ha ha, unexpectedly happy with five million, see Lu Nancheng straight pursed lips, helpless don't go too far.

Song Jin got out of the car, followed him closely and asked, "Lu Nancheng, have you ever played?"

"It's too hard not to play."

“……”

Song Jin heard his sarcasm and hummed twice.

"What are you playing with?"

"The League of heroes."

What League? Song Jin has never heard of it.

Lu Nancheng looked back and saw her frown: "have you ever played?"

"I'm not playing your men's game."

"A lot of girls play too."

"Then I don't play either."

"Have you never played?"

Song Jin immediately denied: "I played at the beginning, it's too simple."

“……”

She complacently returned what she had just said. Looking at Lu Nancheng's small appearance, she wanted to laugh. Anyway, she was too young to care about her.

Lu Nancheng directly takes her upstairs. When Song Jin enters the door, she specially glances at the huge flower balls decorated at the door. When she gets closer to see all the flowers, she feels that they are perfect. They are dazzling and beautiful under the light. She sees many people taking pictures.

The more she moved forward, the more decorative the bouquet was, and she was almost in the sea of flowers.

Song Jin couldn't restrain her joy between her eyebrows and eyes, and her fingertips gently brushed the petals. Lu Nan's location was set by the window, and the view of the high floor could overlook half of the brightly lit Imperial City, which was a visual feast.

As soon as she was seated, the waiter pushed the car over and gave her a bunch of light blue flowers wrapped in white woven fabric, which she held in her arms happily.

"Lunan City, what day is it today? Send me flowers?"

"Can't Mr. Lu send flowers to Mrs. Lu?"

Song Jin pursed her lips: "it's scary."

“……”

What's the omen of the old aunt receiving fresh meat flowers? Recently, Lu Nancheng has been too kind to her, just like having a good meal before beheading. Song Jin's eyes are blinking, and she doesn't know the abacus in his heart.

Lu Nancheng turned a deaf ear to her words: "do you like flowers?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

"See what you want to eat."

She put down the flowers and looked at the menu carefully. After catching a glimpse of the price on it, her doubts deepened. Tonight is a candlelight dinner in a western restaurant. What tricks is he going to play?

Her small eyes looked at him from time to time. Lu Nancheng's face was normal, and even there was no unusual person. She ordered a meal casually: "thank you for your dinner today."

"Well, mine is the same as hers."

He didn't look at the menu at all. He ordered the same as her. The waiter took the menu and left.

At the moment, the two of them sat face to face. She looked at his handsome face, and he looked at himself. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. The embarrassing atmosphere was spreading.

Song Jin simply looked down at the night scene downstairs. The city lights were bright. Almost none of them were dark. They were all surrounded by lights. Occasionally, there were many colorful lights on the wall, blooming in the night.

More than 20 years later, the imperial city is already a metropolis. She holds her chin and looks at it seriously.

Lu Nancheng's eyes fell on her curvilinear side face: "remember where you used to live?"

Song Jin shook her head: "too small to remember, but Dad told me, should be living on the edge of the wall."

"Do you want to go back and have a look?"

"It's no longer home, it's just an empty house."

When it comes to home, she really wants to go back to her home. I don't know what it's like now. Her father is in the sanatorium, and Su Yirou has her own residence, which may have been abandoned.

Song Jin has an idea in her heart. Her eyes blink and fall into Lu Nancheng's eyes. She doesn't know what idea she has come up with. She seems to be the answer to a mystery, but she's trapped in it.He said with a smile: "if you want to go back one day, I'll go back with you to have a look."

"Well, Mr. Lu is a good husband."

"You're a good wife, too."

He suddenly raised his glass to himself: "this is to wish us a happy marriage."

"Well, I wish us a happy cooperation."

She drank it all in one gulp. She thought it was wine, but it turned out to be a sweet drink. She was not very happy.

"Drinking makes things worse."

"Maybe it's old age and poor drinking."

"Are you sure you're not kidding?"

Song Jin pursed her lips and did not speak. She looked at him with bright eyes. She would not tell him that she was an old aunt.

The food in the western restaurant is very delicious. She ate a lot, but Lu Nancheng still had the same problem. After a few mouthfuls, she stopped, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

Song Jin looked in her eyes, lowered her voice and asked, "can't you cure this problem?"

"It's not good yet."

"Oh, it's a pity. I'm young and ill."

“……”

Lu Nancheng hummed a few times in his heart, and the corners of his mouth almost closed into a line.

"Thank you for your concern."

"Yes, don't be burdened."

“……” He just doesn't open his face.

After dinner, they go back together. Along the way, Song Jin talks as if the switch is broken and chatters. Sometimes he answers a few words. Most of the time, she is talking to herself. When the car comes into the villa, she immediately gets off the car and walks in front happily. Lu Nancheng looks at her slim back and follows her in.

He just stepped upstairs, someone's switch seemed to be suddenly stopped, lying on the bed in a big shape, touching her still, like a dying body.

"Free up tomorrow, hello?"

"Song Jin, get up."

"Get up and take a bath."

"If you don't move, I'll carry you in..."