Little People's Story

"Bell...ring...bell..." The ancient and monotonous bell rang suddenly in the small space.Bring Lu Xiangyang's thoughts back to reality.

He looked at the old phone in his hand in a daze, and the word "Lu Dashen" was displayed on it. Then he remembered that Luo Qian used his mobile phone to collect tickets. In order to facilitate contact, it was Luo Qian's mobile phone that he injured.

"Hello? Brother Xiangyang, the movie is about to start, why haven't you come up yet?" Just after pressing the connect button, Luo Qian's voice came from the bright receiver of the copycat phone.

Because it was a working day, after the movie started, the entire ticket office was suddenly empty. Luo Qian was holding popcorn and holding tickets in his hand, standing there in a funny manner.

Lu Xiangyang raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. A long time had passed before he knew it.His mood was a little depressed, and he responded lightly: "Got it, I'm going up."

"Are you in a bad mood? Did you wait too long, or we can go back." No matter how well Lu Xiangyang concealed it, he only answered such a short sentence, but Luo Qian still sensed something was wrong with him. Son.Because in normal times, Lu Xiangyang would definitely shout at the top of his voice; I know.

"I'm going into the elevator. No signal, hang up." Lu Xiangyang didn't answer Luo Qian's question, he hung up the phone with an explanation, rubbed his brows before getting out of the car and walking to the elevator.He was indeed in a bad mood, although the memory of the first half was not bad.

But the following story is quite heavy. Luo Qian's phone call interrupted Lu Xiangyang's thoughts, which is considered a good thing.

The elevator stopped with a 'ding' and the door slowly opened.Luo Qian stood by early on, holding a big bucket of popcorn in his arms. Seeing Lu Xiangyang, Luo Qian was even more sure of his thoughts.

Lu Xiangyang was unhappy.

Lu Xiangyang didn't say anything when he saw Luo Qian, and walked straight to the ticket gate.Luo Qian followed behind in small steps, and hurriedly took out the movie ticket at the ticket gate to check the ticket.

It was a little late to buy tickets for two people, and the good seats were long gone.But in order to deceive others, they simply sat in the last row.There was no one in the entire auditorium, only the middle position filled with people in twos and threes.

After taking his seat, Luo Qian carefully handed the popcorn to Lu Xiangyang, and said flatteringly, "Brother Xiangyang, do you want some popcorn?"

Lu Xiangyang looked down at the big bucket of popcorn stretched out in front of him, his originally sad mood suddenly became speechless.He turned his head to look at Luo Qian and asked, "Aren't you full?"

Luo Qian watched Lu Xiangyang look at himself, and shrunk his neck in embarrassment, "Well, my author is bored, so I ate some."

Lu Xiangyang turned his head to see that there was only a bottom of popcorn left, and he still felt that Luo Qian was not full.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Luo Qian thought he was angry, and immediately put down the popcorn and stood up, "I, I'll buy another bucket."

"No, the movie is about to start." Lu Xiangyang stretched out his hand to hold him back.Seeing that she didn't seem angry, Luo Qian sat down to watch the movie.

But soon Lu Xiangyang regretted his decision. The movie they watched was a suspense drama with closely linked plots. The design was very reasonable and very fascinating.During a tense moment, Luo Qian reached out to grab the popcorn, and there wasn't much popcorn left.

After the popcorn was gone, Little Luo started biting his fingers, and Lu Xiangyang was very conflicted.Because when Luo Qian gets excited, he will subconsciously bite hard, and after biting, he feels pain again, so he blows lightly on himself.Then bite, then blow, and repeat.

After the movie ended, Lu Xiangyang checked Luo Qian's fingers, and the index finger of his left hand was red with imprints.Luo Qian shyly hid his hands behind his back.

The movie was very exciting, and it also made Lu Xiangyang temporarily forget the previous unhappiness.The two had been discussing the plot and expressing their own opinions on the way home.

"I think the murderer is a perfect crime. How did he get discovered? It's unscientific." The little girl Luo Qian felt sorry for the murderer.

Lu Xiangyang had already opened the door with the key, changed his shoes after entering the house, and did not forget to reply to Luo Qian's words: "There is always a sparseness in every secret, it's not surprising."

Luo Qian came in and slammed the door shut, startled when he wanted to say something, grabbed Lu Xiangyang's clothes and asked, "Brother Xiangyang, when did this light become voice-activated?"

After Lu Xiangyang changed his shoes, he looked up and saw Luo Jin leaning against the entrance, looking at them with a half-smile.Luo Qian poked his head out from behind Lu Xiangyang, saw Luo Jin and asked suspiciously: "Brother? Why are you here? Why didn't you turn on the light just now?"

Without waiting for Luo Qian to change his shoes, Luo Jin walked over and squeezed his cousin's little ear, and said in a cold tone, "I'll collect your body!"

Luo Qian grinned in pain, with teary eyes.In the end, Lu Xiangyang couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to rescue him.Only then could he cover his ears and change his shoes aggrievedly.He didn't know what happened, so he could only carefully stand beside Lu Xiangyang to seek shelter.

Lu Xiangyang sat on the sofa with his little tail, raised his eyebrows and asked Luo Jin, "Tell me, why are you so angry?"

"look by youself."

Luo Jin raised his head as he spoke, and Lu Xiangyang opened the IPad on the coffee table without hesitation, and saw the Weibo topic list, which meant that Luo Jin had been looking at it just now.Soon he was attracted by a topic.

It was revealed on the Internet that Lu Tianwang had dinner with his little boyfriend at the restaurant, acting intimately and lovingly. '

The author has something to say: the baby smokes the computer when he has nothing to do, and he is also drunk.