"Fuck? Have you ever lost your memory? True or false!"
In the cool evening breeze, the voice from the handset of the mobile phone startled the birds in the bushes opposite the terrace.
Luo Zhan, who was holding a mobile phone, was the first to bear the brunt.
He was originally distracted to think about whether the little girl standing on the other side of the terrace would be cold, but he was suddenly shocked by the words of Tan Yunchang on the other side, and almost threw the phone away.
After returning to his senses, Luo Zhan frowned—
"I will tell you the question of the conclusion directly, and you have to ask it again. Is the recent workload has made you explore the limit of your brain capacity?"
"Damn, I'm not expressing surprise."
After Tan Yunchang finished speaking, he turned his head and spoke heavily with a worried tone.
"But ancestor, your brain is an epic treasure in our laboratory. How many ideas and problems will depend on it in the days to come. Amnesia sounds too dangerous. I think so, we will consider it. Can you get an insurance for your IQ? I feel that your brain is worth tens of millions, so the insurance price must be at least tens of millions—"
Luo Zhan snorted coldly and interrupted Tan Yunchang: "It's not over, right?"
"... It's over." Hearing the bad, Tan Yunchang stopped for a second: "Ancestor, continue."
Luo Zhan: "Tell Qi Jin that there is no need to investigate the boy's affairs."
Tan Yunchang responded quickly: "Okay, I'll inform him tonight."
"Hmm. Nothing else, hang-"
Tan Yunchang: "Hey, then congratulations to you, ancestor."
Luo Zhan stopped his fingertips in front of the hanging button, paused for a second, raised the phone to his ear, and asked lazily, "Congratulations?"
Tan Yunchang said as a matter of course: "Although he has lost his memory, it's better for the boy to be you than someone else. Otherwise, wait until sister Tang Ran recovers her eyesight, and then pull another little bamboo horse in front of her... Tsk tsk, that's the end. It's hard to say."
Luo Zhan lowered his eyes.
After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "That's all?" His voice was low and deep, and he sounded obviously not interested.
Tan Yunchang asked unexpectedly: "You don't sound too happy, don't sister Tang Ran's reaction to the fact that you are her little bamboo horse did not meet your expectations?"
"… "
Luo Zhan narrowed his eyes.
After a few seconds, he lost his expression and turned around. Luo Zhan put his back against the fence of the balcony and looked silently at the little girl in the dimly lit not far away.
The night was blurred, blurring the silhouette of the girl in the field of vision. Only vaguely saw her long hair being ruffled by the night wind, and then hooked by the girl's hand, which was gently tucked behind her ear.
The men's black-bottomed contrasting jacket was obviously a size or two larger than her size. Sleeves hang long at the sides, and the tail swings over the legs.
In the few nights, the girl's figure is even more petite.
Luo Zhan was leaning in front of the fence, watching silently.
It wasn't until Tan Yunchang waited for a long time that he didn't hear anything, and asked blankly, "Hello? Did I disconnect from here? Why is there suddenly no movement?"
"...No." Luo Zhan returned to his senses and lowered his eyes, "I was distracted."
Tan Yunchang: "..."
Tan Yunchang: "Allow me to boldly say nonsense, what do you think about your ancestors?"
Looking away from the little girl, the tall, slender boy in front of the fence resumed his languid tone.
He turned sideways, leaned against the fence, and hummed lightly: "Don't you know it's nonsense."
Tan Yunchang had a bit of a toothache: "It's just so beautiful? Don't you secretly watch it for two or three hours every night? It's still a special show for a special person and a single ticket."
Luo Zhan asked back, "It doesn't look good?"
"Yes, I don't dare to say that your little girl is not good-looking even if I take 30 courage," Tan Yunchang paused and smiled slyly, "What's more, sister Tang Ran is really good-"
Luo Zhan suddenly interrupted: "Shut up."
Tan Yunchang: "?"
The young master sneered: "I'm only allowed to say she's good-looking, you're not allowed to say that."
Tan Yunchang: "..."
This man is a real dog.
Luo Zhan obviously didn't have this self-consciousness, so he calmly returned the topic: "Don't make any noise about this matter, especially in front of Tang Ran."
"Ah? Why?"
Luo Zhan was silent for two seconds: "I haven't told her that I am that person."
"—?" Tan Yunchang stayed for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Why don't you tell me? She doesn't blame you, but she really wants to see you. Otherwise, her birthday wish can't be this one."
"I know."
"Then why didn't you say it??"
This time the silence was particularly long.
Then Tan Yunchang heard a cold and thin smile from the other side of the phone, full of self-deprecation and another emotion buried deeper:
"How should I say, 'I'm sorry, I'm the one who was rescued by you and left you alone in this ice cave for ten years'?"
Tan Yunchang was speechless for a while, and reluctantly persuaded: "But that's not your fault either."
"It's not mine, who's it?"
"No matter who it is, you can't never tell her the truth, right? You have promised sister Tang Ran to help her find the little bamboo horse."
Luo Zhan slowly straightened up and walked towards the dimly lit corner: "I'll say it. ... When I have enough courage to speak."
Hearing this, Tan Yunchang was speechless for a while, and finally said helplessly:
"Ancestor, you are the omnipotent young master in our hearts - how many girls who can't catch up to you joke that you are in the altar, and you still need courage one day? Then you call us How are these mortals still alive?"
Luo Zhan was dumbfounded, and his steps stopped.
After a few seconds, he stretched out his long legs, lowered his eyes, and smiled: "I need courage, is it weird?"
"No."
"… "
Luo Zhan raised his eyes and looked at the little girl who was already very close to him.
She probably heard footsteps and turned back slowly.
The girl's eyes were lightly closed, and at such a close distance, Luo Zhan could even see the soft and slightly curled eyelashes, as well as the faint shadows cast under the eyelids.
"Luo Luo?"
the girl asked softly.
Her lips opened and closed slightly, and the color of her lips was faint.
Makes you want to kiss carefully.
On the phone, Tan Yunchang was sighing: "If this spreads out, you will even fall off the altar, ancestor."
Luo Zhan returned to God.
He lowered his eyes and smiled resignedly, his voice low and pleasant.
"I am willing."
Tan Yunchang: "..."
K is big, in the laboratory.
Facing the hung up call, Tan Yunchang froze for a few seconds before he returned viciously—
"Made, blah blah blah, a mouthful of dog food!"
The main residence of the Tang family, on the third floor.
Entering the corridor from the stairs and turning towards the tea room, Tang Ran hesitated for a few seconds and asked the person beside him softly, "Luo Luo, do we want to enter separately?"
"No." The voice of the person beside him was lazy, "It's good to say it was a chance encounter."
"… Um."
"Afraid?" Seeing that the little girl was still a little uneasy, Luo Zhan turned around and asked.
"No, not afraid..." Tang Ran subconsciously shook his head.
A low laugh rang out in his ears.
Tang Ran's face turned red.
After two seconds, she honestly changed her mouth: "A little scared."
"Who are you afraid of?"
"… "
"That old woman in charge of your family?"
"!" Tang Ran was taken aback, but no one in the Tang family dared to say that to Mrs. Hang. She hurriedly raised her face and said to Luo Zhan, "You, you, keep your voice down, don't yell like that."
"It seems to be really scared," Luo Zhan lowered his body, raised his hand and touched Tang Ran's head, he held back a smile, "It made us stutter with fright."
Tang Ran's face turned even redder, whether it was annoyed or embarrassed.
"However," Luo Zhan remembered that Tang Ran was personally arranged by Mrs. Hang to be sent to the orphanage, and he couldn't help but sink his voice: "she treats you badly, I'm polite to call her that."
Tang Ran hesitated: "But if you call her like that, others will only say you are rude when they hear it."
Hearing this, Luo Zhan stood up slightly, his eyebrows raised on that scourge face, and a mocking smile of Bo Liang flashed across Peach Blossom's eyes.
He snorted softly:
"I care what they say about me?"
The unruly young master Luo Xiao master had been repressed for a long time in his bones became sharp, and then he was exposed in this second.
Tang Ran was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly bowed his eyes and smiled without warning: "I like Luo Luo."
"!"
Young Master Luo's cold and mocking smile froze, he instinctively lowered his head: "You..."
Tang Ran didn't notice his mood changes, the smile on his face had turned into envy and yearning: "I also want to be like Luo Luo, I can be very proud, I don't care about other people's eyes and words, I don't care, it must be very lifelike to live like that. Happy. A perfect character!"
"… "
Young Master Luo thought for a second with his "insurance worth tens of millions" head, and soon understood—
What Tang Ran wanted to express was no different from "I like Da Vinci because his eggs are rounded".
Young Master Luo suddenly felt bored, and his eyelids drooped back lazily.
But before entering the tea room, he did not forget to reach out and rub the little girl's long hair, and said, "Everyone's personality is unique, and there is no grading standard. Of course, there is no perfect score or zero score. For example, You like my character, and I like yours too."
Tang Ran asked unexpectedly: "Do you like my character? But grandma said I was too introverted, and everyone prefers lively and interesting girls..."
Tang Ran bowed his head embarrassedly, hiding his loss, "And I don't understand anything, it's boring."
"She's talking nonsense."
Luo Zhan frowned in displeasure.
Tang Ran was stunned and raised his head.
Luo Zhan also found that his reaction was a little too aggressive. He coughed and slowed down.
"I said, everyone's character is unique, and there is no unified standard for judging it. Like all the people I've met, I only like your... character."
Tang Ran didn't notice the weird pause.
She rolled her eyes with a smile in the rare recognition: "Although I know Luo Luo is coaxing me, I am still very happy."
Luo Zhan disagreed: "It's the truth, not to coax you."
Tang Ran chuckled: "I don't believe it, how can you like only one kind?"
"Of course there is. What kind of degree is that?"
Tang Ran was dumbfounded: "Is there anything more powerful?"
"Um."
The young master's voice was lazy and a little careless: "There are also some who like it so much that no one wants to do it."
Tang Ran was at a loss: "I don't want to be a human being, what degree is that?"
"Probably… "
Luo Zhan thought about it seriously.
"I can't wait to hang a calendar on my chest, count the last year or two, and tear off a page after every day."
Tang Ran was even more at a loss: "Why tear up the calendar?"
"because,"
Luo Zhan pressed his tongue against his upper jaw, his eyes drooped, and his voice hoarsely laughed—
"After tearing it apart, you can stop being a human being."