After Luo Zhan walked out of the terrace, the waiter reacted and turned around and followed out.
When he reached the solid wood curved staircase leading to the first floor, he saw Luo Zhan standing on the top step, walking downstairs lazily and indifferently.
The waiter hurried over, "Master."
Luo Zhan stopped. A few seconds later, when the waiter ran behind him, he lowered his eyes and asked in a lazy voice, "Where did the person get lost."
Waiter: "It's on the open-air promenade that leads to the main building from Fangfeng Building. There are a lot of twists and turns over there. The little lady may be lost in the garden."
"Um."
The waiter asked hesitantly, "Then should I ask the old gentleman for instructions, or the young master, you directly arrange for someone to look for-"
Before the waiter could finish speaking, he saw Luo Zhan go downstairs.
The waiter was taken aback.
He didn't react until Luo Zhan walked around the corner of the stairs, hurriedly chased after him, and asked in astonishment, "Master, are you going to find it yourself?"
Luo Zhan lifted his eyelids lazily, "She..."
"What are you looking for?" A clear and peaceful voice interjected, but it came out suddenly but not suddenly.
The waiter followed the sound and looked down the stairs.
A tall and slender young man stood at the beginning of the stairs on the first floor.
The visitor was in his twenties or thirties, and the suit shirt had a neat body line with long legs and a narrow waist, and the button of the shirt was meticulously tied to the top. The clear and handsome facial features are three or four similar to Luo Zhan - but compared to Luo Zhan, the man's expression looks much gentler, and the smile on the corners of his lips is warm and just right.
Only a pair of eyes were deep and shallow, and against the darkness that the light could not penetrate, it revealed a little cool color.
The waiter standing behind Luo Zhan was stunned and blurted out in surprise: "Eldest young master, are you back?"
After shouting, he regretted it again, and looked carefully at Luo Zhan in front of him.
All the servants of the Luo family knew that the eldest young master Luo Xiu and the young master Luo Zhan were not born by the same mother. As Luo Zhan grew older and gradually showed his talent far beyond his peers, there had long been a lot of rumors about the brothers fighting over the Luo family's property.
Due to Mr. Luo's partiality towards Luo Zhan, the public opinion in the past two years has gradually turned towards Luo Zhan.
At home, Luo Zhan never concealed his hostility towards Luo Xiu, his elder brother, and tit for tat was a common occurrence.
"Um."
The man standing on the first floor answered the waiter's words and walked upstairs casually, "What did you just say you were looking for?"
The waiter hesitated and replied, "The young lady who came to be a guest of the Tang family got lost in the garden, the young master wants to go—"
"Nothing." Luo Zhan suddenly interrupted the waiter.
The waiter looked up at Luo Zhan blankly.
Standing behind Luo Zhan, he could only see their young master slowly insert his hands into his trouser pockets, and then listen to him laughing lazily and needlessly.
"I was tired of staying upstairs. I originally wanted to go downstairs to relax. But now I suddenly lose interest when I see you coming back."
After speaking, Luo Zhan turned around.
He glanced at the waiter coldly, "I forgot where to throw the sun lounger I was supporting in the garden, you can take it back."
"..." The waiter was stunned, and it took two seconds for Luo Zhan to realize it. He nodded again and again, "Okay, young master, I'll go right now."
After the waiter finished speaking, he walked downstairs quickly, wishing to stay away from the battlefield of the two brothers at the speed of light.
In the few seconds that the waiter left, Luo Xiu walked upstairs slowly and stopped beside Luo Zhan.
The man's smile was gentle and distant, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to be measured with a ruler. It was exactly the same, "The weather forecast says that there will be rain this week, so I don't think it's appropriate to bask in the sun."
"I say it's appropriate." Luo Zhan smiled coldly, "Do you mind me?"
Luo Xiu remained silent.
"It's not impossible to take care of me."
After waiting for two seconds, Luo Zhan turned sideways and leaned lazily against the wooden stair railing. The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, and he smiled lazily—
"As long as you tell your grandfather that the Luo family will take over, then you will be the future head of the Luo family, and I will absolutely listen to it in the future, how?"
Luo Xiu didn't seem at all surprised by what his younger brother said, he also turned to Luo Zhan, his gentle smile remained unchanged: "If you have time to daydream, you might as well think about how to deal with the marriage contract that Grandpa Fortress gave you. "
Luo Zhan: "… "
Luo Zhan's smile disappeared, and he frowned and tutted softly.
As outsiders said, the Luo brothers are indeed tit for tat.
It's just that the reason why they don't like each other is exactly the opposite of outside speculation - neither of the brothers wants to take over the Luo family's family business. In recent years, they have been scheming with each other wildly, just to wrap the confines of the family industry around each other's necks.
At present, it is obvious that Luo Xiu, who is older and independent earlier, is superior.
And in these years of confrontation, the most important thing Luo Zhan has learned from his brother is that he must not expose the weakness that might become his own handle.
for example…
"Master!" The waiter who left not long ago hurried down the stairs, interrupting Luo Zhan's thoughts.
Luo Zhan frowned and looked down, "What's wrong?"
"It's raining outside!" The waiter was only worried that he had made a big mistake, and he didn't care to cover up for Luo Zhan, "Miss Tang Ran still hasn't been found—I walked back to the corridor without seeing anyone. , will nothing happen?"
"—"
Luo Zhan's eyes jumped.
He raised his hands, but thinking of Luo Xiu who was still standing beside him, Luo Zhan clenched his knuckles and pressed them back.
The boy froze for two seconds, then slowly Panasonic looked, turned sideways and walked upstairs.
"Master?" The waiter caught up with a dazed and nervous voice.
Luo Zhan walked upstairs without turning his head, and threw a cold and lazy voice behind him: "If you don't find it, keep looking and ask me if it's useful."
"Master..."
Going up to the second floor, without hearing footsteps behind him, Luo Zhan's emotions slowly faded.
He stopped at the corner of the stairs and lowered his head.
He took out his hand in his trouser pocket and slowly spread it out, and a bright silver coin in his palm lay there quietly.
When he closed his eyes, he could easily recall the scene he saw yesterday while standing under the tree with an umbrella.
In the rain, the girl shrank her thin shoulders and stood under the eaves of the int store. She closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes fluttered; her long hair was black, a few thin and messy strands of hair were wet against her pale cheeks, but her lips were bitten and red.
Such gorgeous contrasting colors, like a lightless water monster that only sneaked out of the deep sea.
In the direction of the terrace on the second floor, there were vague footsteps and complaints:
"Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden?"
"The last few days have been thunderstorms. I didn't expect it to catch up today. It's really unfortunate."
"I was in such a hurry, I didn't react, I almost gave me a chill!"
"Hahaha, you're fine, didn't you see the guy next to you fell down?"
"… "
Several young people walked around the corner talking, and the one in the lead suddenly froze.
The person next to him gave him a push, "Why, when you stop suddenly, it's like you've been hit by evil?"
"No." The man rubbed his eyes in astonishment, raised his hand and pointed to the long French windows facing the corridor, "Have you seen it, it just seems like..."
"Like what?"
"Looks like someone - jumped out of there??"
A few people stayed.
Someone laughed, "Have you just fallen stupid? Have all the hallucinations come out?"
"No! I did see it!"
"Is it possible that the Luo family's manor can still be burglarized? Otherwise, someone will leave the stairs next to it and not go up, and jump from the window on the second floor."
"That's right."
Several people jokingly turned into another corridor.
Inside the spiral staircase in the blind spot of their vision, a straight and sturdy figure walked up unhurriedly.
The man stopped in front of the top steps and stood there for a few seconds, smiling gently at the long open window at the end of the corridor.
Eyes dark and unpredictable.
"Tang family's... young lady?"
Raindrops rustled through the fine branches and fell into the soft, moist soil.
Tang Ran huddled under the tree, hugging his knees across the skirt, and his small jaw quietly slammed on the thin white arms exposed under the shawl coat.
She closed her eyes and sighed softly.
"Luo Luo, do you think the rain this summer has a grudge against me..."
The mobile phone lying in her arms was quiet and did not respond—
After getting lost from the promenade and entering this unidentified garden, she walked through many messy paths, but did not hear a single voice.
Then, when it rained suddenly, she hurriedly hid, and accidentally dropped the phone into the water-filled pothole. After finally groping to pick it up, she tried to turn it on again and nothing happened.
Completely unfamiliar place, darkness, dead silence... Panic and helplessness gnawed at her heart like little bugs.
Tang Ran slowly tightened her hands and hugged her cold body. After a few seconds, she closed her eyes and tilted her head, her cheeks pressed against Lian Bingbing's arm.
Leaning on her arm, the girl's voice contained a slight trembling and laughter.
"Luo Luo, I... a little scared."
The phone will naturally not respond.
The girl's pent-up emotions trembled violently, and the circles of her eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly stepped on the puddle of rainwater from far to near.
Tang Ran instinctively raised her face, followed the voice dazedly, and her footsteps stopped not far in front of her.
She reacted and got up in a hurry: "Is anyone there—"
The girl stretched out in front of her eyes only the fingers groping in the dark air were suddenly held.
In the darkness, the man pulled up Tang Ran, who was shrinking under the tree.
The ruffled skirt stretched out and dangled down the girl's slender waist, drawing a beautiful arc in the fine rain in the air.
The girl squatted for too long, and fell into the arms of the person as soon as her legs softened due to the unexpected pulling force.
Then Tang Ran smelled a faint fragrance.
Soaked in rain silk and green grass, it is refreshing and refreshing, mixed with the cold and cold snow water taste, which is the familiar tail note of amber rosin.
Tang Ran's heart trembled, and he raised his face helplessly and panicked: "Luo Luo—"
"… here."
It is no longer a static in ai navigation.
That incomparably real, hoarse and pleasant voice, with a low sigh, resounded above her head.