Gagged by a lollipop, Wei Ruxia gave a "uh", and agreed.
Luo Tang glanced at the street. There were only a few people waiting for Wei Ruxia. He took a tissue, wiped the blood on the knuckles, and asked, "Call to play in the city?"
Wei Ruxia shook her head, watched him wipe his hands, and reminded, "You still have the corners of your eyes."
"Where?" Luo Tang looked up and asked.
Looking at the drop of blood in the corner of his eye, Wei Ruxia described it for a while, and finally took the tissue in his hand and wiped it for him. The girl still had a lollipop in her fingers, and when she wiped it, she brought a fresh fragrance of peach.
After wiping him clean, Wei Ruxia threw the tissue to the trash can and said, "Okay. Do you know where Yurong's private kitchen is?"
Since she had an acquaintance, she asked along with it.
"Have someone for dinner?" Luo Tang asked.
"I'll eat it myself." Wei Ruxia denied, "I want to try Ancheng's local cuisine."
After listening to Wei Ruxia's words, Luo Tang turned around and said to Han Junsong and Wang Silai, "You guys take care of this place, I have something to do, so I'll go first."
Since Wei Ruxia came over, Han Junsong has always maintained a gossip face. As soon as Luo Tang finished explaining, Han Junsong immediately nodded and waved goodbye to the two of them.
"You go well."
Luo Tang turned around and said to Wei Ruxia, "I'll take you there."
Unexpectedly, Luo Tang would take her personally. Wei Ruxia was about to refuse, when Luo Tang raised her eyes and looked over, Wei Ruxia swallowed the words of refusal along with the taste of peach.
Jinting International is designed with the central square as the center and the branch roads in a radial shape. Wei Ruxia had already walked five branches clockwise just now, and Yurong's private kitchen was on the sixth branch road.
Arriving in front of Yurong's private kitchen, Wei Ruxia looked at the antique sign at the door and felt a little pity, she was about to find it.
Luo Tang was obviously a frequent visitor here. After bringing Wei Ruxia into the door, he directly crossed the porch and found a seat by the window.
It is now eleven o'clock in the morning, and the number of guests is gradually increasing. The waiter in cheongsam guides the guests to take a seat in a soft voice. On the stage in the main hall, the actor holding the pipa has also sat upright, ready to start the performance.
The Jinting International Commercial Building is built near the Anhe River. The view from the window is the best. When you look up and look out the window, the blue sky is cloudless and there are several cruise ships and freighters driving slowly and cumbersomely on the vast and vast river.
Before sitting down, Wei Ruxia went to the bathroom first. Just when she met Luo Tang, she was stuffed with a lollipop, so she couldn't go to the bathroom.
Seeing Wei Ruxia sit down, Luo Tang took the menu, turned his head and asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Wei Ruxia didn't know much about Ancheng's local dishes. She glanced at the dazzling menu in Luo Tang's hand and replied, "The special dishes here will do."
"Do you like to eat Ben's dishes?" Luo Tang raised his eyes and glanced at her.
"Yeah." Wei Ruxia answered in the affirmative, but her expression was ambiguous.
After Luo Tang ordered, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands. As soon as the dried blood was washed, the boy's hands became white again, like the hands of ancient scholars.
When he was quiet, his facial features and temperament were clean and gentle. If outsiders didn't understand it, they wouldn't know that his combat effectiveness was so strong.
Wei Ruxia asked to eat Ancheng's specialties, but when the dishes came, she ate only a few mouthfuls.
Compared to her, Luo Tang enjoyed her meal very much. He saw that Wei Ruxia had tasted each dish and stopped eating it, and asked, "Don't you like it?"
"It's a little sweet." Wei Ruxia took a sip and saw that the rice bowl in front of Luo Tang was empty, she asked, "Do you like sweetness?"
"Yeah." Luo Tang sandwiched a piece of tofu from the mirror box and said, "I've eaten too much, and I'm used to the taste."
Get used to it after eating too much.
Hearing this sentence, Wei Ruxia picked up the chopsticks again and took a piece of pork ribs with sauce.
too sweet.
After the two had eaten, when Wei Ruxia was about to settle the bill, she was told that Luo Tang had already settled. She thought about it, Luo Tang was probably afraid that a lollipop wouldn't buy her, so she invited her to have another meal.
Wei Ruxia lived up to the meal he invited. When the two returned, they happened to meet Luo Tang's mother, Yang Shuru, returning from the publishing house.
She is a Spanish translator who has translated and published several books and is very talented.
Being able to give birth to such a beautiful son as Luo Tang, Yang Shuru is naturally not bad. She has the kind of aura unique to southern women. Even though she is nearly forty years old, her white and tender cheeks are still full of girlishness.
She had short hair and a small and delicate face. Seeing Wei Ruxia and Luo Tang coming back together, she asked with a smile, "Did you meet them on the way when they came back together?"
Luo Tang didn't answer her mother's words, Wei Ruxia glanced at him, then smiled at Yang Shuru, and said, "No, Luo Tang took me to eat Ancheng's local dishes."
"So enthusiastic." Yang Shuru looked at her son with a smile.
When he heard Wei Ruxia's answer, Luo Tang also raised his eyelids and glanced at her, the latter smiled at him, then said goodbye to their mother and son, opened the door and went home.
As soon as he and his mother entered the house, A Mang ran over and rubbed against Luo Tang. Luo Tang bent his knees and squatted, rubbing its neck.
Yang Shuru put down the document bag in his hand, and the topic was still on Wei Ruxia.
"Ru Xia came from the north and doesn't have any friends in Ancheng. You usually have to interact with her more. Grandma Li especially hopes that the two of you can be friends."
Sitting diagonally on the sofa, Luo Tang threw the ball in his hand into the air, and then held it firmly in his hand, nonchalantly.
"Friends are so easy to do."
"Try it." Yang Shuru persuaded.
Luo Tang threw the ball out, and A Mang flicked his tail and ran away, grabbed the ball and handed it to Luo Tang's hand. Luo Tang held the ball, glanced at the pattern on the eyeball, and asked after thinking for a while.
"Is she really Uncle Wei's daughter?"
Holding a glass of water, Yang Shuru looked a little puzzled, and she said, "Yes, it's just that your Uncle Wei doesn't kiss Ruxia very much."
More than not kissing, Wei Zishan showed his dislike on his face.
It's not easy to discuss too much about other people's family affairs, so Yang Shuru interrupted and skipped the topic.
Grandma went to the funeral for her friend, and Wei Ruxia had been waiting in the room for her to come back. But after waiting until five o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Ruxia did not wait for her grandmother, but waited for the news that her grandmother had returned to her home in the outer suburbs.
Wei Ruxia was standing in front of the desk in the study. Sitting in front of him was Wei Zishan, who never took the initiative to speak to her.
Grandma told her that Wei Zishan's job was a drama actor. His study is full of various scripts.
Wei Zishan is thirty-eight years old this year, with a tall and slender figure, fair and delicate skin, sharp eyebrows, and elegant temperament, which fits his profession very well.
He had just returned from the funeral, wearing black trousers and a white shirt, which made him even more indifferent.
Different from the indifference on his face, Wei Zishan looked at Wei Ruxia who was standing in front of him, a nameless fire was planted in his chest, every breath he breathed out a dull and choking smoke, which made his trachea hurt.
He sat motionless in his seat, and there was no expression in his light brown eyes. Since he didn't want to spend more time with Wei Ruxia, he simply went straight to the point.
"I can provide you with the material needs you need. As for other aspects, although we are under the same roof, we are strangers. I hope that the well water will not cause river water. There is an aunt who cooks at home who is responsible for three meals a day, and she will give You cook northern food."
Wei Zishan's words are straightforward, naked, naked, and even if his grandmother is there, he will even pretend. Grandma wasn't there, and he drew the line between the two of them into black and white.
Thinking of grandma, Wei Ruxia remembered what grandma said to her that night.
She looked up at Wei Zishan and said, "We can have dinner together. I went to Ancheng Bengang's food today, and it was delicious."
Wei Zishan met her gaze, his voice calm and emotionless.
"My mother is no longer here."
Neither of them had to pretend to be friendly anymore.
"Oh." Wei Ruxia understood what he meant, nodded and said, "Got it."
After Wei Ruxia came out of Wei Zishan's study, she went back to the bedroom to do her homework for a while. With something in mind, the homework is not very smooth. After closing the textbook, she went downstairs to the yard, turned on the faucet, and watered the flowers with a hose.
From Wei Zishan's attitude, we can see his resistance to her. In the whole thing, Wei Zishan is indeed innocent, and he is indeed qualified to treat her coldly and reject him thousands of miles away.
But she is not innocent.
And for the sake of grandma, she now has to grow up to be brave enough to please those who hate her.
When Luo Tang came back from walking Aman on the skateboard, he happened to see Wei Ruxia standing in the yard watering the flowers. Holding the soft water hose, she tilted her head slightly, her long eyebrows were slightly frowned, the corners of her eyes were slightly lowered, and her light brown eyes were a little lost.
The setting sun plated the sky and the earth with a layer of light gold, and the girl was alone in the center of this oil painting, as if she had been abandoned here.
Seeing that she hadn't noticed herself, Luo Tang took Amang to open the door. Before opening the lock with his fingers, he glanced at Wei Ruxia in the yard next door again, remembering how he looked when he met her at Ginting International today.
Luo Tang opened the door and put Aman in, then walked to the wall of the next door. The courtyard wall was not high, and Luo Tang stood there with his arms just enough to rest on it.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Ruxia, who was thinking about things, was interrupted by Luo Tang's greeting. She regained her senses and looked up at Luo Tang. He had just returned from walking Aman, and there was a little sweat in his hair, which made the boy's face even cleaner.
Wei Ruxia's thoughts were disturbed, and her brows furrowed with a pimple. Although the two of them are getting to know each other gradually, they are not familiar enough to tell him her troubles.
Wei Ruxia pursed her lips, gave a nonsense reason, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that my grandma is gone, I have to go to school by myself on Monday."
"Who said that?" Luo Tang asked.
Wei Ruxia was taken aback by the question, she met Luo Tang's gaze and asked, "Ah?"
"Who said you have to go to school by yourself tomorrow?" Luo Tang's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the setting sun made his profile more clear and three-dimensional.
"Isn't there me? I'll take you to school on Monday."
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Tangtang: Friends are not so easy to be, but lovers are easy to be.