C4

The next day, Lu Kewei was on the same night shift as before. Song Zixiu arrived in the afternoon, ordered a latte, and chatted with Lu Kewei for a while before he started to read his computer.

Aside from the times when he was receiving guests, Lu Kewei would also occasionally look at Song Zixiu, who was sitting by the French window. In the summer's weather, it was either a scorching sun or a torrential rain, so it was rare to see a truly cloudy day. And he always seemed to be very busy, no one knew what exactly he was busy with.

In the evening, it rained again, and the sound of the rain could be heard clearly from inside the room. It was still raining non-stop.

On a July day, the child's face changed as soon as he said it.

He delayed getting off work a little, but the rain did not subside. Song Zixiu walked to her side and looked at the rain falling through the French windows like water splashing. He frowned and said, "The rain won't be light if we wait any longer. Let's go out and see if we can get a taxi."

She also felt that the rain would not stop for a while. If she did not leave now, it would be in the middle of the night.

Lu Kewei took a black umbrella and waited for her to close the door. Song Zixiu held up the umbrella and stepped into the rain with her. The distance to the mouth of the alley wasn't too far or too far. Half of Song Ziteng's umbrella was over Lu Kewei's head, while the other half of his body was under the rain. Soon, half of his body was soaked.

The rain suddenly grew heavier and heavier. The big raindrops were like flowers blooming on the water surface. The ephemeral beauty of the raindrops was immediately shattered.

Today, Lu Kewei was wearing a sleeveless, red-brown linen dress. On his feet was a pair of sandals with flat heels. His shoes were full of water and the hem of his dress was completely wet. Song Zi Xiu noticed that there were tiny particles on her bare arms. He handed the umbrella to her and said, "Help me get it."

For some unknown reason, Lu Kewei received it. Song Zixiu immediately took off his jacket and draped it over her, then hurriedly took back the umbrella from her.

"Thank you." "Thank you, my Lord!" Lu Ke Wei raised his head to thank him, but realized that he wasn't short in height. He could only see the perfect shape of Lu Ke Wei's chin.

Song Zixiu looked down at her and gave her a faint smile.

The rain got heavier, falling down in a torrential downpour. Song Zixiu moved naturally and wrapped his arm around Lu Kewei's shoulder, but he still managed to block most of the wind and rain.

Lu Kewei could clearly smell the light scent of aftershave on his body. It was clean and cold, just like his. Her body felt exceptionally warm in his embrace in this kind of rain.

The two of them were unlucky. It was only after standing in the alley for a long time that they managed to get to the car. Their bodies were almost completely drenched.

They sat in the back seat of the car, Song Zixiu passed them a tissue almost as soon as they closed the door, "Wipe them quickly, don't be careless and catch a cold. You'll be the one feeling uncomfortable then."

After receiving the tissue, Lu Kangwei couldn't help but raise his head and say, "You should also quickly wipe it off." It was unknown how much more wet he was than her, but she could feel his series of heart-warming movements.

Song Zixiu nodded, looking at her unblinkingly.

Lu Kewei's movements were a little unnatural. Even his ears started to turn red. He could not help but ask, "Why are you looking at me?"

Song Zixiu held a tissue in his hand and replied, "I want to wipe your shoes as well. It will get cold from your feet." After saying this, he bent down and helped her take off her shoes to wipe her feet. His movements were extremely meticulous, as if he was holding some treasure.

However, Lu Kangwei's face turned even redder. He wanted to retract his foot, but he was not as strong as Song Zhenxiu. He could only say, "Song Zhenxiu, it's better if I do it myself."

Song Zixiu looked up suspiciously and saw the scenery under her skirt. The bright red underpants seemed to have dyed his eyes red. He sat up quickly. He had indeed neglected the fact that she was wearing a dress today. After she left, it had been a long time since he had had a taste of the relationship between a man and a woman. He had wanted to take his time with her this time, but who knew that such an episode would cause him to immediately recall every single detail of their time together. He felt that the fire in his heart was growing stronger and stronger, so he could only conceal his gaze outside the window.

Her peripheral vision glanced at the man beside her. Seeing that he was still as calm as usual, she couldn't help but suppress her strange little thoughts.

When they arrived at Lu Kewei's house, Song Zhenxiu also got out of the car and helped Lu Kewei hold up the umbrella.

The rain did not stop. Song Zixiu joked: "I can't go back in such a heavy rain. Why don't you stay with me for the night, Miss Lu?"

The corners of Lu Ke Wei's mouth hooked up into a smile. He replied, "I really don't have any extra rooms in my house. I can lend you my living room." She still felt that bringing a man home in the middle of the night wasn't too good, but she felt that the man in front of her wasn't a bad person. "Alright, let's go in first. Wiping off the rain on your body is good as well." After saying that, he took the key and walked to the door to open it.

It was a small two-story building with a few years of history. It went up a wooden staircase and arrived at the living room on the second floor. The entire style was filled with the flavor of the Victorian era.

Lu Kewei let Song Zi sit on the sofa for a while. She went to the bathroom and took a dry towel and handed it to him. "Wipe yourself first." Then he went into the kitchen and poured him a cup of warm water. He explained, "It's already very late, if you drink more coffee, you won't be able to sleep."

Song Zixiu nodded slightly, "That's good."

"I need to go back to my room to change first. Sit down and wait for me."

Song Zixiu looked at her and nodded.

When he returned to his room, he found a towel and wiped his face before leaving. He saw Song Zixiu holding a notebook that she had casually placed on the tea table, and it seemed like he had not started reading yet. She immediately ran over and snatched the notebook from his hands. She said somewhat angrily, "Why didn't you tell me about this and just casually look through my things?"

Song Zixiu smiled calmly and said, "If this is your privacy, I don't think you should just let it go."

"I'm usually alone at home. No matter where I put, no one will see me." If Qin Zheng were home, she would definitely not leave her things in the living room.

Song Zi Xiu raised his hands with a smile, "Alright, I admit that I was wrong. You can do whatever you want with me." When he said this, his eyes were full of ridicule. Even his smile was a little mischievous. Lu Keshan felt that there was no way for him to continue speaking with him. He took the notebook and returned to his room.

Song Zixiu looked at her angry appearance and felt a sense of satisfaction that he had not felt in a long time. After she left, he stood up again and carefully looked around the house. It had to be said that Qin Zheng was an artist after all. His level of appreciation couldn't be compared to ordinary people.

Lu Ke Wei came out again very quickly. Song Zi Xiu didn't look back and just said with a smile, "I didn't expect your appreciation level to be so high."

"Stop being so sarcastic, I really don't have this kind of artistic training. These are all designed by my aunt, who is a professor at Edinburgh University's School of Arts."

Song Zi nodded before looking back at her and smiled, "It's getting late. If you don't want me to stay the night, I will leave first." At the end of his sentence, he looked like he was regretful.

Lu Kewei's face flushed as if it was no surprise. He replied in an unfriendly tone, "Stop being so narcissistic. Who would let you spend the night?"

Seeing her so lively and lively, Song Zixiu couldn't help but laugh. He said gently: "You can send me out."

He took up his umbrella again and followed him.

Song Zixiu stopped before the door, turned around, and took the umbrella from her. "It's still raining outside, so don't go out." He was about to leave when he couldn't help but hug her and say with a smile, "It's a farewell hug."

This way, he was actually taller than him by a bit. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly raised his arms and hugged him back and forth.

The light in the corridor was dim, reflecting on young men and women, and in such an old house as this, as if it were a scene from a movie of the last century.

After finally sending Song Zixiu off, Lu Kangwei felt a pang in his heart.

When she lay down on the bed, she turned on only one wall lamp to look at the beautifully decorated ceiling, and two little people began to fight in her head.

Narcissist Lu Kewei said happily: That man must have liked me. Lu Kewei immediately retorted, "Stop being so shameless. That man doesn't look like someone who knows how to be shy. If he likes you, he would have said it directly." The narcissistic Lu Kewei was unconvinced: It's not like that. The way he looks at me is extremely gentle, and he's so meticulous towards me. Why doesn't he like me? Lu Kewei sighed and replied, "Maybe we just want to play with you. We usually need to spend a lot of time and effort just because we like a pet, let alone a person."

He hugged the other pillow on the bed to his chest and hugged it like a bear without a tail. In the end, he somewhat despised his uneasiness and muttered to himself, "Isn't it just a man? If he likes you, he would have said it on his own. If he doesn't like you, that's fine. But he's been alone for three years.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan felt much more relaxed. After a while, he finally fell asleep.

She had a beautiful dream, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curled up.

The next day, Lu Kewei had an early shift. From the afternoon onwards, he would be accompanied by Little Merle as he watched her buy spoils of war along the way. She only knew that her family was very rich, or else she wouldn't be able to afford to spend so much money in such a luxurious district. However, she didn't even return home for the new year, which made her feel very strange, but since Little Mei didn't take the initiative to ask, she was too embarrassed to ask.

When they arrived at Schwarzenegger to look at the crystal, Xiaomei saw a couple's relationship that she liked very much, "Kewei, how about I buy one for each of us?"

"No need. You know I don't like these things."

Little Mei looked a little dispirited. "Alright then, it's up to you." After that, he bought some other decorations.

Carrying large and small bags, the two of them found a random restaurant to finish their dinner.

When it was time for them to part, Little Mei caressed Lu Kewei's smooth and exquisite face and said with a smile, "Tonight, Big Sis is is going to go out to Sigh. I won't be taking you there. Go back and be more careful."

How could Lu Kewei not know about her drunken, dreamy life? However, she would never take her crazy. This was probably the reason why the two of them were always good friends. They were both people who respected each other but did not interfere with each other.

Xiao Mei had already taken two steps, but she suddenly turned around, and said with a serious look, "Don't get too close with that man called Song Zixiu, I don't even know him, let alone you, a little rabbit with zero experience. You believe me, I'm doing it for your own good. "

Little Mei still wanted to have some sort of dewy relationship with Song Zi, so she could tell with a glance that this man was definitely the best. From his straight and straight nose, she could tell that he was able to spend the night with such a man. After all, the two were different. She was used to playing, and after playing, she would immediately leave. However, it was impossible for Lu Kewei to do that.

Lu Kewei did not answer Little Plum, or perhaps she did not really listen to him. Everyone was extremely conceited when it came to matters of the heart. How could they listen to the advice of others?