On Saturday morning, it was rare for Lorraine not to stay in bed. She got up early in the morning and threw her clothes on the bed.
According to Luo Linyuan's instructions before going to bed last night, Uncle Wu knocked on the door with milk at 7:30. He just pushed the door open when he saw his young master sitting in the pile of clothes, with his face in his hands, distressed. Stare in the mirror.
Seeing Uncle Wu coming, Luo Linyuan jumped up from the pile of clothes: "Uncle Wu, which outfit do you think I should wear to go out?"
Uncle Wu knew that Luo Linyuan was going to a group activity today, and he was very pleased. You must know that the young master had no friends when he was young, and Uncle Wu looked distressed.
After Luo Linyuan finished drinking the milk, Uncle Wu handed him a tissue and asked him to wipe the white beard around his mouth: "Young master looks good in anything."
Uncle Wu took the empty cup, looked at Luo Linyuan who went back to the bed to choose clothes: "Young master is very happy today."
Lorraine coughed, put down his clothes, and touched his neck: "It's okay, I'm generally happy."
Uncle Wu: "You can hold a party at home and invite all your classmates to come. Uncle Wu, I will definitely treat them well."
Luo Linyuan just lit up his eyes and looked at Uncle Wu, but they dimmed again in an instant: "Mom will be upset if there are so many people in the house."
Uncle Wu wanted to say why, but he swallowed his words again when he thought of his wife's habits.
Luo Linyuan finally chose a set of jeans and a baseball jacket. He carried a bag and went to see his mother before going out.
Lin Shu stayed in her studio as usual, her hands were covered with paint, and she still had a cigarette in her mouth, immersed in her creation and unable to extricate herself.
The sound of Lorraine pushing the door open obviously affected him, Lin Shu turned around with a stern expression: "Who let you in!"
Lorraine was too scared to move. He drooped his eyelashes: "Mom, I'm going camping with my classmates today, and I won't go home tonight."
Lin Shu stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray: "Are you still a three-year-old kid, you want to tell me all this?"
Lorraine gripped the doorknob tightly, he thought, this is the first time I've spent the night outside, it's different from the days when I couldn't come back in the hospital.
He vaguely remembered that Lin Shu didn't treat him like this when he was a child, until Lin Shu found out that the child born of his narrow escape and suffering did not inherit his talent at all.
And because Lin Shu lost his body when giving birth to him, he couldn't give birth to another one who was as talented as himself, Lin Shu was extremely disappointed.
Since then, Lin Su's attitude towards him has become increasingly indifferent.
Although in the Luo family, his father, aunt and aunt were very kind to him, but he always wanted to get close to Lin Shu. This was a child's instinct to get close to his mother.
Lorraine took a step forward cautiously: "Mom, I'll take pictures of the scenery and bring them back to you. You can use them as material."
Lin Shu laughed. She got down from her chair. She was wearing a white shirt, revealing her thin collarbone. Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite. Although she was a certain age and her face was full of years, she could still see that she was a great beauty when she was young. , Lorraine Yuan was almost carved out of her mold.
They are two people who are so similar, but they are not close at all.
Lin Shu looked at his son: "Your photography skills are as bad as your painting talent. How can the things you shoot be painted?"
Lorraine lowered his head in embarrassment. He tried to find another topic: "Does mom want breakfast?"
Lin Shu took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Don't eat, go out and close the door, you are affecting me."
Lin Shu has very strict requirements on the painting environment, she doesn't care about other things, at least she can't hear any movement in the studio.
Lorraine gave a small oh, and he closed the door. Uncle Wu stood behind him: "Young master, the kitchen made your favorite noodles for you."
Lorraine walked away to the dining room on the first floor: "When is Dad coming back?"
Uncle Wu: "Master is still discussing business in the United States, at least half a month away."
Lorraine was stunned: "Isn't he coming back to celebrate my birthday?"
Uncle Wu sighed, "Master will definitely try his best to come back."
Lorraine didn't say a word, and buried himself in eating noodles. After eating, he got into the car, and the driver took him to the agreed basketball court. He didn't end up playing basketball, so he just watched from the sidelines.
Xia Fu was already sitting in the stands, shaking her head and waving her hands excitedly to cheer for others. Besides Xia Fu, there were other girls in the stands, a bustling group.
It seems that except for him, all the boys have already played basketball.
Seeing him coming, Xia Fu happily waved to him and asked him to sit beside her.
As soon as Lorraine sat down, Xia Fu reached into his arms, her hot cheeks were pressed against his shoulders, and she was next to him affectionately.
Lorraine whispered in Xia Fu's ear and said, "There are a lot of people, don't be like this."
Xiafu was unhappy for a moment, pulled her hand out, sat up straight and stared at him with a straight face: "What do you mind?"
Lorraine Far: "I just don't like it."
Xia Fu stared at him suspiciously: "Are you afraid of being seen by someone?"
Lorraine wanted to say no, but felt that such a conversation was quite meaningless: "Then do whatever you want."
Unexpectedly, his words ignited Xia Fu's anger, and what girls hate to hear the most is the sentence, whatever you want.
Xia Fu got up and sat in the first row, and Liu Luolin sat in the third row, surrounded by a group of girls.
Lorraine is a man of few words. Originally, he wanted to watch the game quietly, but he was asked after a while, what shampoo he used and why his hair looked so shiny and soft.
After a while, I asked if there are any skin care products, and why the skin is so delicate. After a while, I asked what brand of clothes I was wearing. They looked good, and I bought one for my boyfriend when I went back.
Lorraine Yuan couldn't breathe among a group of girls, and finally got up as if fleeing, and ran away in a hurry without saying a word to buy water.
He bought a lot of water, two big bags, of all flavors. After bringing it back and distributing it to the girls, Xia Fu became even angrier when she saw it. Lorraine completely forgot about coaxing his girlfriend, and he carried water to the players who took a break.
The captain of the tenth class saw him carrying so many, he was a little surprised and said, "There are also those in our class?"
Fang Xiao patted Luo Linyuan's shoulder vigorously, and put his arm around the man's neck: "You're welcome!"
Although he said so, Fang Xiao turned his head and stared at Lorraine Yuan and said, "We usually don't see you delivering water when we play! Tell me! Have you fallen in love with a girl from Class Ten!"
Lorraine rolled his eyes to him: "Shut up, drink water!"
He looked at the few sticks left in the plastic bag, and looked up to see who hadn't taken them. At a glance, I saw Yu Han sitting on the side, and someone had already handed him a towel and water. And he showed a gentle smile that Lorraine had never seen before, and said thank you to the girls.
Lorraine sneered inwardly, sat next to the bag, took out every remaining bottle of water, and took a sip.
If you don't want it, you don't want it, he doesn't want to give it yet!