lovelorn too little

Rong Guan often called to care, but most of the time he would not listen to her calls directly, so he randomly scheduled a day with less work, and he took Lu Xinyi back to the old house.

The car shuttled through the dense tall buildings, and it didn't seem like it took a long time to search for it. It got on the private driveway made of stone slabs shaded by trees, winding and winding, leading to the deep house compound in the forest sea of ​​Bisensen.

It was different from what Lu Xinyi had seen on the street, but somewhat similar to the over-decorated high-end inpatient building with a different style.It belongs to the Zhou family's outdated and extraordinary taste for money.

"Do you remember?" Zhou Ping asked before getting off the car.

He taught it several times, Lu Xinyi nodded and said, "Remember."

Zhou Ping didn't quite believe it and said, "Remember to say it again."

Lu Xinyi drew the route on the palm of his hand: "Go straight out of the hospital, pass three traffic lights, turn right, wait for four traffic lights, get on the elevated road, from the third..."

"Okay." Zhou Ping got out of the car, turned around and put his hand on the car door and looked at him with a smile, "Anyway, I don't come here often."

Lu Xinyi opened the other hand he reached in.

It's not a reunion day, or even a weekend, but the mansion is full of people.

Before leaving the hospital, Zhou Ping only said to go out for a meal. When he stepped into the hospital gate, Lu Xinyi knew that he was going back to Zhou Ping's home for dinner.He didn't understand, he just thought everyone was so lively, until Zhou Ping took him to the main seat and sat down. In the old building with the ivy on the walls outside, the restaurant only occupied a corner of the whole and was spacious and magnificent. It was majestic and full of people, but when Zhou Ping took his seat, it suddenly quieted down, and Lu Xinyi slowly became cramped.

He was not afraid of strangers or crowds at first, but somehow he began to feel depressed because of the obedient atmosphere in this house.

Zhou Ping moved his chopsticks to pick up food for Lu Xinyi, and the others started to move their chopsticks; every new dish must be served in front of Zhou Ping first, and he chooses whether to keep it or not, and then it is queued to the back; People a little further away can no longer see their faces clearly.

Lu Xinyi had only seen such scenes in the old movies that Ivan brought, those people were dressed in fancy clothes.At this time, it happened in this house hidden in the busy city, and it happened between men and women in ordinary clothes, but it also seemed harmonious and plain.

"Is it called Lu Xinyi? She looks really weird and pretty." The middle-aged woman sitting next to Lu Xinyi said with a smile, "What two words are Xinyi?"

Knowing that this was probably Zhou Ping's mother, Lu Xinyi put down his chopsticks, thinking about what Zhou Ping had taught him, and said seriously: "Crayon Shin-chan's Xin, IKEA's IKEA."

There were also children in the dining room. He said "Crayon Shin-chan", which caused a series of buzzing noises on the quiet and quiet dining table. Lu Xinyi looked up and found several curious childish eyes cast on him.

Lu Xinyi subconsciously looked at Zhou Ping, and seeing this, Rong Wan also smiled and annoyed him: "It's you? Why are you acting so badly?"

After stepping into the gate of the courtyard, Zhou Ping, who hadn't spoken much, had a smile in his eyes, and Rong Wan's complexion became much better: "How old is it? I can listen to him well, except for a little slower. Those who don’t come out and grow up outside are illiterate?”

Zhou Ping picked another piece of fish and put it on Lu Xinyi's plate, telling him to eat, while saying, "Twenty. Actually, I also know the characters, because I didn't grow up in China, so I don't understand many of them."

The atmosphere improved strangely. From here, the conversation continued until the end of the dinner, and most of the topics revolved around Lu Xinyi.

Lu Xinyi also met many people because of this, Zhou Ping's uncle Zhou Yuwen, Zhou Ping's uncle's eldest daughter Zhou Yun, youngest daughter Zhou Xiangxiang... Everyone's name has an incomprehensible explanation, but no one introduced it It will cause his reaction when he says Crayon Shin-chan.

Rong Guan said: "Compared to when you were twenty, you are really tender, like a child."

Zhou Ping didn't answer, Rong Qi grabbed the teacup and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's the first time you saw him today, you don't know yet, just be yourself, I don't know what kind of nonsense was taught by my cousin!"

Zhou Yun said: "Auntie, in fact, twenty is not too old, and he is still at the age of studying."

She turned to Zhou Yuwen: "I had a meeting with our principal two days ago. He said that you mentioned that our family is going to have a child, and asked who I am, Dad, is it Lu Xinyi? Send him to college directly?"

Zhou Ping didn't deliberately cover up what happened in the past two years, and the side branches knew more or less, not to mention Zhou Yuwen's family, everyone in the house also vaguely knew about Lu Xinyi's background.

Growing up on the border, young.Zhou Ping's savior.

Now that Zhou Qin is dead and Zhou Ping is alive, two tigers are fighting and the winner is king, then Lu Xinyi is equivalent to the benefactor of the whole Zhou family.

Zhou Yuwen's expression was slightly serious, he glanced at Zhou Ping and said, "Is it polite to even have a first and last name? Go to the United University before you decide, and your brother and Xiao Lu will discuss it."

Zhou Yun is already 24. I don’t know what else to call Lu Xinyi. I thought that no one told me that I could be called sister-in-law, so she turned to Zhou Ping and said, “Brother, Lian Da is very good. Let’s go to Lian Da. And take care of him."

"Yeah." Zhou Ping took the kettle from the servant and poured water for Lu Xinyi, "Zhongyu's house happens to be nearby, so it's fine."

No one told him about it, Lu Xinyi said, "What United Nations University?"

"Drink water." Zhou Ping said, "The school I showed you."

Lu Xinyi took a sip from his hand, and asked strangely, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhou Ping paused, looked at his expression and quickly said: "I'm sorry, I forgot, and I will ask your opinion first next time."

Lu Xinyi originally spoke in a normal tone, but recently Zhou Ping always apologized easily.

As soon as Zhou Ping apologized, he stumbled a little, held the fork and said, "Hurry up and eat."

"Okay." Zhou Ping said, "Shall I have some shrimp? Peel it for you."

Lu Xinyi nodded: "Thank you."

Zhou Yun had been curious about Lu Xinyi for so long, and when they met today, she realized that it was quite different from what she had imagined.

It wasn't the muscle knot that belonged to the frontier as guessed at the beginning, nor was it the frailty and deceitfulness that Zhou relied on in his later description through Rong Qi's description.Plain white jeans draped over his tall and slender body made him look uncommon, but set off his pearl-like face and obsidian-like eyes.

If she had read the old pornographic novels, then there would be exaggerated words in her mind to describe Lu Xinyi's appearance.White skin and red lips, translucent eyes and crow-black eyelashes.

The most unusual thing is the demeanor that doesn't care about anything.In his eyes, their extravagant and absurd acting is just like a wild show that doesn't need to be watched carefully.

After that, Zhou Yun and Lu Xinyi didn't have much direct contact, but in the years when they didn't see each other, I could always think of the day when the old house met for the first time. Outside the oppressive atmosphere of the old house, Lu Xinyi, a boy who didn't know the situation, brought him back to cross the road, as if he wanted to hide it in his heart.

Zhou Ping was proficient in peeling shrimp, when Zhou Yun was about to smack his tongue to tease Lu Xinyi, Zhou Yuwen stared back.

After the meal, Zhou Ping had no intention of leaving, and no one else wanted to leave. Relatives scattered in twos and threes on the first floor.

When Lu Xinyi followed Zhou Ping upstairs, followed by Zhou Ping's mother Rong Guan, the housekeeper Du Liliang, and Zhou Ping's uncle Zhou Yuwen, the others slowly changed places.

They entered a study-like room on the west side, brighter than the dining room, with old-fashioned decoration, high and square ceiling, a beautiful crystal chandelier stuck in the center, and at dusk, the light permeated every bookshelf, and Every sofa.

All kinds of shoes stepped on the thick woolen carpet, and the sound was muted. There were servants cleaning their hands by the bookshelves. The top shelf of one of the big bookshelves was piled with children's books that no one was looking for. Zhou Xiangxiang climbed up The ladder got into the top floor, and after a while, he poked his head out holding a book high in his hand: "Crayon Shin-chan!"

Zhou Ping looked down at Lu Xinyi and smiled, and everyone followed suit.

Rong Guan sat down on the couch, and the female relatives of the side branches gathered around and talked.

Zhou Ping walked a few steps, casually leaning against the window, holding Lu Xinyi with one hand, and putting the other in his pocket, chatting with Zhou Yuwen one after another, and at the same time, people kept coming to talk to him.

After a while, Zhou Ping's voice changed, and suddenly he turned his head and said: "This room is not bad, Chaoyang, I think it's good for you to live here from now on."

There was a sudden silence in the room, many eyes flickered, and many nasal cavities held their breath. Rong Wan couldn't react for a while, and then his face turned gray.

Lu Xinyi looked at her humiliated and embarrassingly ashamed, looked away, and heard Zhou Ping say again: "When she moves out tomorrow, the things in the master bedroom, except for the ones used by my dad, are thrown away. Knock down the wall...Rong Qi will tell you in detail later."

Du Liliang immediately nodded and said, "This house is too old, it's time to clean it up."

"But don't let Rong Qi make up his mind when buying things this time." He nodded at Lu Xinyi's face, "Discuss with him and see if he likes it."

Du Liliang agreed again.

Zhou Yuwen lit a cigarette for Zhou Ping, then lit himself again, and then said when he was interrupted just now: "Then I'll accompany you there... An An is young, and I'm afraid she won't be able to calm down."

After speaking, he smiled at Du Liliang: "Du Bo, I'm going to ask Du An to go out again, so don't feel sorry for your son."

Du Liliang said: "What's the matter with the second master, you feel sorry for his uncertainty, and you are willing to help, we know it in our hearts."

The room was quiet at first, but soon made noise following Zhou Ping's wishes.It's just that the women around Rong Guan were silently scattered.

Several men were chatting, Zhou Ping slowly pinched Lu Xinyi's fingers inch by inch, and pressed the cigarette out of his hand before taking two puffs. Seeing this, Zhou Yuwen also put out the cigarette.

It seemed that no one could see Rong Wan fidgeting on the red velvet couch.She maintains a dignified sitting posture, her white and delicate neck is as slender as a swan, and she has been soaked in wealth and wealth for most of her life so that she will never make mistakes, but at this moment, through the uncontrollable red eye circles and trembling fingertips Appears embarrassed.

Zhou Ping did not want her life, and even forbade her to leave the old house, leaving her on the genealogy, bringing humiliation time and time again.

Zhou Ping was originally the owner of the house, but in the end he was the first to leave. Everyone waited at the door just to watch his car leave.

The beautiful woman who looked forward to the appearance swept away the embarrassment in the study, walked in front of the crowd, and reluctantly kept him: "It's hard to come back once, stay for a few days, I think you are really thin, ask Auntie to cook some soup for you Yes, so is Xiao Lu, if you follow you here for two days or there for three days, it's better to live at home."

She also held Lu Xinyi's hand, her eyes full of eagerness.

If he hadn't known in advance that Zhou Ping's relationship with his family was "not good", and that his mother and elder brother had murdered him when his father was dying, Lu Xinyi would really have envied such maternal love.

Zhou Ping avoids Rong Guan's overstretched hand, pulls Lu Xinyi to his side, and says with a decent expression and tone: "No, he likes to make trouble, so he comes back to disturb your peace."

The car sped away.