I pulled the grass

I looked through the circle of friends again, and the dynamics of the few friends were either screenshots of the game or waves in the waves.

The person whose note is "Brother" has no circle of friends and can't even click on it. His WeChat is probably only used as a contact person, and his profile picture is a landscape picture that I don't know where to choose.

Lu Wange frowned and thought about it. Thinking of the decision made during the day, he silently cheered himself up and sent a WeChat message: Brother, are you coming back today?

Waiting for a long time no reply.

He put down his phone to wash up, and in the bathroom he remembered Lu Wanzong's smiling face today, and a burst of heat came over him, so he cursed and rinsed indiscriminately.

When I got back to the room, I saw that the screen was on, and there was an unread message. The towel almost fell off, and I picked it up in a hurry. It really belonged to Lu Wanzong: Well, I'm working overtime tonight, so I won't go back to sleep. You should go to bed early.

Lu Wange was in a better mood, and regardless of his dripping hair, he sat by the bed and replied: Tsk, I've been working hard for weeks, and you didn't come back to accompany me.

Lu Wanzong was still looking at the document, and was a little surprised to see the screen of the phone light up.Xiaoge hasn't been very close to him for more than a year, thinking of what he said during the day to study hard, is this the end of the rebellious period?

Put down the document in your hand, take back the phone, press the dial, stop, turn back to the WeChat page, type and reply with a smile: Didn't you go back at noon today?

It's been 10 hours since noon.

What's the matter with this kind of sad tone?Lu Wange quickly deleted it.

Are you coming back tomorrow?

After sending it out, he was a little annoyed again. Why does this sentence imply expectation?

But people who read this sentence feel better, not to mention whether the rebellious period is over, it is really nostalgic for such a small grid that sticks to oneself.

Go back tomorrow and make breakfast for you, wait until you get up to eat.

Lu Wange saw this, and lay down on the bed with a bang, staring at that sentence, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back, and he rolled back, the water in his hair left a small mark on the bed sheet.

Ahhh, it is indeed right to change the strategy!The previous avoidance and suppression were too low.

Saturday is the happiest day, especially for Lu Wanger.

I fell asleep until 08:30, and as soon as I walked to the stairs with my slippers on, I smelled the aroma of food.

Looking down, Lu Wanzong was reading a newspaper on the sofa, listening to him: "Did you wash up? Come and eat."

"Where's grandpa?" Lu Wange walked down the stairs slowly, and then pretended to glance at him casually.Sitting upright while reading the newspaper, he is so handsome that he bursts.

"I ate and went out earlier." Lu Wanzong remembered what Lu Yuanming said when he left.

"Did Xiaoge ask you to come back and cook? Hmph, he's the only one who asks you to do whatever you want."

"You read the newspaper again, isn't there enough news on the Internet? I think you are like a retiree, and you only need to wear reading glasses."

"Yes, yes, yes, I am a retiree, so it's not as good as your youth." Lu Wanzong admitted with a smile without raising his head.

Lu Wange choked, watching the man who claimed to be a retiree sitting there quietly flipping through the newspaper, elegant and calm.

"If all the retired people are like you, I think retired is a compliment." Lu Wange slandered.

The breakfast on the table was indeed his favorite, porridge with preserved egg and lean meat served with soup buns, and a plate of pickled vegetables with sauce.