He Rijun coming again

Chapter 42 Do You Think I'm Old?

"If you understand, you won't come."

"How do you know that I didn't know about it?" Chu Yuefeng smiled slightly, "Auntie told me about your basic situation, and I also know that you were divorced once, but what does that matter?"

"...I'm not that rigid."

"It's not a matter of being old-fashioned or not." Luo Zhiwen tapped the table lightly with chopsticks, "I don't know how my mother told you, but the divorce..."

"I don't care." Chu Yuefeng interrupted him, "No one can guarantee that the partner you choose for the first time is the one who is suitable to accompany you for the rest of your life. Maybe we just met later, maybe you divorced just to meet me. "

It was the first time Luo Zhiwen heard such fallacies, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Huh?"

"So, let's get acquainted?" Chu Yuefeng pushed the menu in front of him, "Do you have any taboos, or dishes that you don't like? I ordered some first, and you can look at it later."

Luo Zhiwen directly pushed the menu away: "It's fine to know each other, but I have no plans to continue the next relationship right now."

Chu Yuefeng was a little confused: "Why?"

"What and why?" He asked back, "Who I choose to be with and who I remarry with are all my own business... When to start a new relationship is my own business."

"It's good for you to think so. You are my type, and I am willing to accompany you to find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with."

"..."

Luo Zhiwen realized that his mother had found him a brown candy, and it was still the stubborn one that he couldn't shake it off.

He closed the menu, stood up, waved to the waiter, and asked, "How old are you?"

"21." The curly hair on Chu Yuefeng's forehead shook again.

"Brother, before you come on a blind date next time, please find out the situation first, okay?" Luo Zhiwen took out a card from his pocket, and said to the waiter who came over, "I will pay for the dishes ordered by this gentleman."

"Mr. Luo!" Chu Yuefeng stood up blushing, "You..."

"I have someone I like." He raised his hand to press Chu Yuefeng's shoulder, took out his phone and checked the time, "You are still young, go out and walk more, and you will meet someone you like more."

"But I fell in love with you at first sight!" Seeing that Luo Zhiwen was about to leave, Chu Yuefeng hurriedly grabbed his wrist.

Luo Zhiwen was stunned: "Love at first sight?"

"Well, it was love at first sight." The blushing boy hesitated, "You must."

He couldn't help laughing: "How many people have you met before, and I'm the only one?"

"A lot..."

When Feng Qingzhu hurried to the coffee shop, what he saw was the scene of Luo Zhiwen and Chu Yuefeng flirting.

The dusty memory broke through the ground.

Their first meeting in the previous life was because Awen was caught by Chen Beidou and was bumped into by Feng Qingzhu when he was trapped in the alley.

Feng Qingzhu was furious, and regardless of Han Qianshan's obstruction, he rushed over, pulled Luo Zhiwen's wrist out of Chu Yuefeng's hand, and placed it between them: "What do you want to do?"

Luo Zhiwen lay behind Luo Zhiwen in a daze, and it took a long time to recover: "Brother Feng?!"

"Brother Feng..." Chu Yuefeng frowned, "Are you that Feng Qingzhu who neglected Brother Awen for three years?"

Feng Qingzhu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You know me? ... Also, who allowed you to call him Awen?"

"You are all divorced, do you still care what I call him?" Chu Yuefeng pushed back not to be outdone.

He is still a college student who has just graduated from the ivory tower, and he is full of youthful vigor, while Feng Qingzhu has long been the well-known Feng Zong.She has a cold elite look all over her body.

It can be said that the difference between Chu Yuefeng and Feng Qingzhu is not only in age, but also in seniority, so in terms of aura, they are naturally incomparable.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Luo Zhiwen bit the bullet and held Feng Qingzhu's hand: "Brother Feng..."

Feng Qingzhu turned his head suddenly, looking at him with a trace of embarrassment: "Go home!"

"Brother Feng?" Luo Zhiwen was taken aback, and was dragged out of the coffee shop, barely regained consciousness, and shouted again, "Brother Feng!"

Feng Qingzhu stopped with his back facing him, his tense back was slightly stiff.

"How do you know I'm here?" Luo Zhiwen asked in wonder.

"I just ran into each other." Feng Qingzhu explained dryly.

Luo Zhiwen didn't believe it: "Is there such a coincidence?"

"The candlelight dinner was originally scheduled to be here."

"Then... shall we have candlelight dinner?"

"Don't eat."

"Brother Feng, what's the matter with you?" Luo Zhiwen tugged on Feng Qingzhu's sleeve, remembering the embarrassment in Feng Qingzhu's eyes, afraid that the man would think too much, leaned over and whispered, "I've already rejected that child .”

"Child?" Feng Qingzhu smiled bitterly, "Ah Wen, you are about the same age as him."

And he is almost 30 years old.

Luo Zhiwen frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed, and the more he laughed, the happier he became, and finally he held his stomach and laughed so hard.

Feng Qingzhu turned around, looked at him with a straight face and smiled, and finally couldn't help reaching out, holding his fingers, and asked suspiciously: "Is it that funny?"

"Brother Feng, you don't... You don't think I think you're old, do you?" Luo Zhiwen rubbed his eyes and laughed while talking.

"..."

Seeing that Feng Qingzhu acquiesced, he laughed again.

How could he think Feng Qingzhu was old?

It's too late for him to love him.

"What happened just now?" Feng Qingzhu waited for Luo Zhiwen to stop laughing, and asked awkwardly, "He held your hand."

"My mother arranged a blind date for me." He said truthfully.

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingzhu became visibly nervous, and even the hand holding Luo Zhiwen began to tremble slightly.

"I refused." He blinked, "Even though his eyes are very similar to you in my dream..."

"What does it look like?" Feng Qingzhu pulled his face down again, and said forcefully, "It doesn't look like it at all."

She has a fierce attitude, but she refuses to leave Luo Zhiwen for half a step, and has to wait for him to take the initiative to hold hands before continuing to move forward.

Looking at Feng Qingzhu's back, Luo Zhiwen turned his face away and snickered.

But they were too happy.

Luo Zhiwen received the fucking second blind date call that night.

"What are you saying to hang Xiao Chu in the coffee shop! This time, Mom will accompany you on a blind date. If you run away again, don't blame Mom for being rude!"

"mom……"

"Mom doesn't believe that you can't find a better man than Feng!"

"no……"

"Dududu-"

The phone was hung up mercilessly.

"Brother Feng..." The pale-faced Luo Zhiwen hugged Feng Qingzhu's waist blankly, "What should I do?"

"I'll accompany you." Feng Qingzhu kissed his forehead.

What else can I do?

Feng Qingzhu can only swallow the bitter fruit of the cause he buried himself.