"Oh?" Jinglao's expression with a trace of fun, big hand holding the cup to play, "if framed, do you think it is Ye Jingyan?"
"Yes, one of my conjectures."
"What about self directing and acting? Who is it and what is the purpose? "
Lu Bei's expression was dignified for a few seconds, and then he slowly said: "self directing and self acting, it must be Jinghuan's doing. It's just that I don't know what the purpose is. Maybe it's because of something. Hold a grudge. "
"I heard huan'er and an Xiaowan had a good relationship before." Jinglaodao.
Lu Bei frowned, "it's just hearsay. No one knows how it really is."
"You found huan'er." Jinglao's body slightly forward, put the cup on the table, "but you don't trust her?"
Lu Bei's heart is slightly tight.
He knew that Mr. Jing meant that he should be responsible for what he said.
"I found her with only some evidence, but I don't know the specific character. I'm sorry about that. " Lu Beishen's voice.
Jing Luochen looked at her eyebrows and couldn't help wrinkling.
What does Jinglao mean?
Mingming is talking about an Xiaowan and Jinghuan. What's the relationship with Lu Bei? Why did my grandfather go to anger Lubei?
Jing Luochen's mood was even worse for a while.
"Grandfather." He suddenly opened his mouth again, with a little raw and imperceptible annoyance in his voice, "I don't like it very much, Jinghuan."
Jinglaoyileng, Lubei is also a Leng.
"Is she my sister? I don't admit it. "
In a word, fall again.
Jinglao was shocked to open his mouth, so did Lubei.
After Jing Luochen finished speaking, he stood up and turned directly to the upstairs. He seemed very unhappy.
Seeing Jing Luochen go, neither of them has responded.
"17 words..." Lu Bei was shocked.
This is probably the longest speech he has ever heard from Jing Luochen in his life.
Some surprise, some joy, but also some do not know how to distinguish, strange low mood.
"No, it's 18 words." Jinglao spoke calmly.
His eyes still fall on the direction of Jing Luochen's departure. In his eyes, there is no wave and seems to contain countless emotions.
“……” Lubei was silent.
After a while, Mr. Jing also got up and went back to his room.
Lu Beifa was stunned for a while, took the cup on the table and poured it several times. Then he took a deep breath and walked out of the yard.
He was out there, wandering for a long time.
Finally, unconsciously, I found that I came to a quiet tavern where I had been with an Xiaowan.
He was stupefied and simply walked in.
There were few people in the shop. On the stage, a young woman with a guitar was playing some slow ballads. A few people in the shop are thinking about their own worries and have nothing to say. They are so quiet.
Lu Bei ordered a beer and looked at the stage like this.
He frowned slightly. Whenever he thought of Jing Luochen, he raised his head and took a big drink.
Unknowingly, the table has been placed on several so large beer glasses.
The store manager and an Xiaowan are acquaintances. At the moment, looking at a big man in Lubei who has been drinking wine for several hours, he can't help but take a picture of an Xiaowan from afar and send it to her via wechat.
See the information, an Xiaowan suddenly a Leng, a phone call in the past.