Beauty across the cloud

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(slightly)

After cleaning up, Jin Lan put on some clothes casually, walked to the window, and watched the night outside.

Luo Weiqiu came up and wrapped his arms around his waist, as if hugging a tree.The smell of the tree reassured him.

"Oh, that's right," Jin Lan picked up the ginkgo photo frame on the display case by the window, "You like making specimens."

Luo Weiqiu nodded, "It's quieter to do this, and it's a better way to pass the time."

"Didn't you play with your friends when you were young?" Jin Lan asked.

Luo Weiqiu thought for a while, "I don't play much, because they will inevitably ask what my parents do and why they have never met my parents."

"I remember one time, when someone asked, I said my mother had gone out of town, and then...a classmate was the son of my mother's partner, and he said, but your mother was drinking tea with my mother yesterday."

"Senior, do you think it's funny? Maybe the number of times I see Luo Miao in a semester is not as many as a partner's child."

A person who acts like a child, or acts like a child, or loses his temper like a child, may be because they are so spoiled that they can live in their childhood as much as they want.

Or maybe, he never had a childhood.

Luo Weiqiu continued: "Since then, I haven't played with my classmates in real life. One advantage of playing online games is that few people will ask around... The game ID is the name, who are you?" , whose son is not so important in the game."

Jin Lan felt guilty, he turned around and hugged him: "Then now, you can't even play the game...I'm sorry."

Luo Weiqiu hugged Jin Lan's waist tightly, lifted him up and down gently, and then stroked his hair: "To be honest, I don't really like to play much. If you accompany me, senior, I don't need it." It's online."

"There is also this ginkgo specimen, which is the most beautiful one I have made." Luo Weiqiu let go of Jinlan, took the specimen, and said while recalling: "It was this autumn, I was walking in the park nearby, and there are A ginkgo forest, the leaves are all golden yellow, very beautiful... I carefully selected several pieces, and finally only made this one."

"At that time, the senior was abroad, and I stayed by myself. I was in a mess, and I couldn't figure it out... This specimen was made while thinking about you."

"Miss me?" Jin Lan couldn't help touching the specimen with his fingers, as if he wanted to touch the veins through the glass sheet, and touch the curvature of the edge of the leaf.

"Yes," Luo Weiqiu explained earnestly to Jin Lan like a person eager to present a treasure: "Look, the ginkgo leaves turn golden in autumn, golden, how beautiful—"

Nice color, is your last name.