low return

Chapter 18

From then on, both of them tacitly never mentioned what happened that day, but Luo Ying didn't hide from Zhou Zeyao anymore, or in other words, didn't hide from anyone.

Yu Mingming was very pleased with Luo Ying's change, and believed that he was at least half of the credit for it, after all, he handed the key out by himself.Although he didn't know anything about the process of Luo Ying's transformation, he could only roughly speculate, but the answer was actually very obvious, because there was a very weird atmosphere between the two of them.

Yu Mingming also couldn't describe what kind of atmosphere this was. He had fantasized that they would become very close or remain indifferent as usual, but it seemed that they were neither, more like there was some secret relationship between the two. connect.

Although it's not very good to get to the bottom of it, since he has called him his son for so many years, Yu Mingming feels that he still needs to understand Luo Ying's relationship status, but not now.Yu Mingming planned to ask Luo Ying on his birthday.

Luo Ying's birthday is at the beginning of March, the day of winter and spring.Luo Ying didn't care much about his birthday, and he didn't expect that Yu Mingming was planning something.He's busy with things recently, and he's going to pack up and go back to school.Although he actually didn't want to go back when his mood had not calmed down, he didn't have the right to decide this kind of thing.

There are not many things, but things are troublesome, there are a lot of procedures, and there is still a week before I leave school, but I have to go back and forth to school several times.Zhou Zeyao naturally worked as a driver for a few days without asking his opinion.

He is now accustomed to Zhou Zeyao's somewhat coercive behavior, although at the beginning he resisted a little because he didn't know what attitude he should use to face such care.

He remembered asking once when Zhou Zeyao couldn't help but drag him out for dinner.At that time Zhou Zeyao was looking at the menu and asked him what he wanted to eat. Luo Ying didn't answer the question, but just asked him: "What are we, do you really like me?"

Now he has no scruples to talk about these issues.

Zhou Zeyao didn't raise his head, and concentrated on studying the menu: "I've already answered this question for you."

But Luo Ying has no impression of this, and can only temporarily treat him as perfunctory.

After sitting in Zhou Zeyao's car for three days, Luo Ying finally completed all the formalities, but still needed to make a final trip to pack up some things in advance and put them in the dormitory.

Luo Ying looked around for a long time at the place where he had lived for almost two years, and found that the only things he had to take with him were his feet.He pondered for a while, and finally took the gray scarf hanging behind the door.

Zhou Zeyao was waiting for him downstairs without any accident, and just like the previous three days, he was taking pictures of his car with great interest.

"If you can get a cayenne stuck between these two unlucky trees, believe me, you will never find another one in this area." Zhou Zeyao said to Luo Ying while admiring his photo.

Anyone with a Cayenne will not have a second in this slice.Luo Ying's words were ready to come out, but his mouth was soft, so he finally held back.

"This scarf should be returned to its original owner." Zhou Zeyao glanced at the things in his hand.

There was no expression on Luo Ying's face: "This is what I gave you."

"Of course I know, you are the only one who has not left your name as a gift." Zhou Zeyao had a clear expression on his face.

Luo Ying didn't have time to care about the title of "this kind of thing", and asked him a little surprised: "Then you lied to me?"

"I want to provoke you. I think even if you are toothpaste, it would be good for me to squeeze you out a little bit. Who knows that you are not even as good as toothpaste. You are a money turtle on the edge of Minghu Lake. It takes 800 years to poke your body away." seat." Zhou Zeyao said as he opened the car door.

Luo Ying actually didn't quite agree with this metaphor, he didn't even realize that what he did was in this person's mind.

He was a little puzzled: "You also said something to wait for me last time, why do you always want... Let me say this?"

"What's the reason? I just want to hear what I want to hear." Zhou Zeyao turned his head and glanced at him while driving the car. "I think about it now, why don't you tell me something now?"

Luo Ying raised her eyelids: "Get lost."

Zhou Zeyao seemed to be unexpectedly satisfied with the answer, and laughed.He saw the guitar bag on the back seat through the rearview mirror in the middle, and asked Luo Ying, "Didn't you say you didn't play? Are you lying to me too?"

"It's broken, it's not fixed." Luo Ying said concisely, he suddenly remembered something, but he seemed to be at a loss as to what to say, he hesitated to speak.

Zhou Zeyao understood his small movements: "Say it, there is nothing to say until now."

"Why didn't you go?" Luo Ying was still a little embarrassed when she asked about the past, "Just, a long time ago, at the performance."

Zhou Zeyao didn't expect that he was entangled with such an ancient problem. He frowned and thought about it for a while before he remembered: "Ah, you said that, I thought you were thinking about it."

He stepped on the gas pedal and rushed through the traffic light at the last second of the yellow light: "Because the rule is that there are ten students in each class, the number of people in the class is too large. The teacher wants me to tactfully let you not go. I told her I'm not going."

Luo Ying did not guess the development of this plot, and was stunned for a few seconds.

"Then why do you think it is?" Zhou Zeyao glanced at him, "I remembered, you looked so pretty if you didn't talk about it at the time, do you think I despise you? Or..."

"I thought you were tone deaf." After Luo Ying finished speaking, he turned the music to the loudest.

Yu Mingming was also there when Luo Ying came home at night. This person was very sad when he heard the news that Luo Ying had moved back to the dormitory a few days ago. During the semester, I forgot what I looked like.

"You're finally back." As soon as he entered the door, Yu Mingming motioned him to sit over, "Sit down quickly, I have something to ask you."

Luo Ying was tiring from packing his things and going through formalities this day. He guessed what Yu Mingming wanted to ask, but he couldn't explain it clearly in a few words: "I'll ask tomorrow, I'm a little sleepy."

Yu Mingming looked a little unhappy: "But tomorrow is your birthday."

Luo Ying didn't understand the logic between the two: "What does this have to do with it?"

"Okay," Yu Mingming compromised, "I have to go on a long trip tomorrow, so you should rest early."

Luo Ying was at a loss: "Going far away? Where are you going?"

The author has something to say: It is finally coming to an end, thanks to all those who read this immature, bland little story.