The next day was a breezy... big cloudy day.
Yu Shulin got up early to wash, put some papers and exercise books made during this period into his backpack, after thinking about it, put his passbook in again.
Liang Zhou was already sitting and reading the newspaper in the living room. He glanced at Yu Shulin who went downstairs, frowned and stood up, and said, "The sky is changing, and the temperature may drop. Go upstairs and change your long sleeves."
Aunt Liu came out and called them to eat breakfast, and she was relieved when she heard the words: "The young master will also care about people, it's great."
Liang Zhou paused when he got up, silently retracted the hand that was about to reach Yu Shulin's backpack, and walked towards the restaurant: "Aunt Liu, pack your umbrella and come out. You may need it later."
Aunt Liu went away with a smile.
Yu Shulin put the backpack on the sofa, followed Liang Zhou to the dining room, and explained: "The closet is full of short sleeves, but I didn't find the long sleeves."
Liang Zhou frowned even more, annoyed by his carelessness. He sat down at the table and said, "Then I will go shopping first."
Yu Shulin nodded obediently.
After breakfast, Liang Zhou went back to his room for a while, and when he came out, his style of painting changed suddenly.
Tousled hair, casual and lively T-shirts, camouflage-style overalls, colorful sneakers... and exaggerated black-rimmed glasses on hand.
… I feel like I am ten years younger.
"Brother?" Yu Shulin was stupid and just went out, what is this for.
"Pretend it to avoid trouble." Liang Zhou tugged on the decorative skull necklace around his neck, put on the wristband and broadband watch, finally satisfied, and said, "Let's go."
Liang Zhou dressed in this way is really... so dazzling, Yu Shulin was dumbfounded. It usually looks like a cold expression. With that messy hair set off, it has a more arrogant taste, and the brows are frowned again. The full "dominate young master is not easy to mess with" breath can't cover it. .
"What's the matter?" Liang Zhou threw a piece of clothing he was holding into Yu Shulin's arms, and flicked his forehead: "What is it?"
The effect is even more amazing when viewed up close. Yu Shulin opened his mouth and exclaimed: "Brother, you are so handsome..."
Liang Zhou's eyes floated strangely, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and walked out first: "Catch up."
"Then this dress..."
"It's for you."
"Oh."
"It's been a long time since I saw the young master dressed up..." Aunt Liu watched the two driving out of the villa area, feeling full of emotion in her heart.
He watched the car driving away with his hands behind his back, nodded after hearing the words, turned and walked into the house. To be precise, since the master was seriously ill, the young master has never worn such a lively color.
Liang Zhou drove directly to the mall, looked at the floor guide, entered the elevator and pressed the third floor.
When he got out of the elevator, he took out the glasses in his pocket and put them on. After thinking for a while, he took Yu Shulin's hand and whispered: "If someone will talk to you in the past, just ignore it, you know?"
Yu Shulin nodded, focusing on the right hand that was being held. Liang Zhou's hand was large, and his palm was dry and warm. With such a casual grip, he almost covered his entire palm.
It feels a little strange.
The mall they came to was considered relatively high-end. It was this morning again, and the entire third floor was empty. At a glance, there were more shopping guides than customers. Liang Zhou's appearance is really too eye-catching, and along the way, he has gained countless surprises from the shopping guide ladies. Yu Shulin was not used to this situation becoming the center of attention of the crowd, and his walking posture became a little stiff.
The palm of his hand was filled with fresh and comfortable feeling. Liang Zhou was in a good mood. He glanced roughly at the clothing styles of each store, and led Yu Shulin into a warmly decorated store on his right.
"Welcome." The shopping guide girl stepped forward with a smile, her eyes almost glowing green when she looked at Liang Zhou, "Today there are a few new autumn products in the store, which are very suitable for the customer next to you, you..."
"Just this and this, give him the code to try." Liang Zhou interrupted her introduction, pointed directly to the two clothes hanging in the middle of the shop, and said.
The shopping guide paused, nodded and smiled: "Okay, wait a minute."
Yu Shulin took the clothes into the locker room, Liang Zhou walked around in the shop, and pointed to a few pieces of clothes for the shopping guide lady to take the code and send them into the locker room. After a round of shopping, he ignored the eyes of other people in the shop, sat down on the sofa that was provided for guests to rest, and looked down at his palm—no, it’s still too thin. Brother Liang, who had not been in office for a long time, thought that he had to raise his younger brother. Get fatter.
"That, sir."
He returned to his senses, raised his head blankly, looked at the blushing shopping guide standing in front of him, raised his eyebrows, "Something?"
"It's okay, no, it's okay, I just want to ask, are you... Mr. Liang Zhou...?" The shopping guide became more nervous by his cold eyes and stammered.
"No." He denied decisively, raised his hand and drew his hair, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his expression suddenly became evil: "Is it because many people say that he looks very similar to me, is it really alike?"
The shopping guide was looked at by him with his eyes slanted, his face that was only slightly red turned red in an instant, his mouth was slightly opened, and he shook his head vigorously: "It's not like, not at all." After speaking, he clutched the beating little heart and floated back. I went to the counter and talked to other shopping guides who looked excited.
Liang Zhou watched her leave, bowed his head, the evil smile on his face disappeared, his face was paralyzed, and he continued to look at the palm of his hand.
After Yu Shulin changed his clothes and came out, he immediately noticed the strange atmosphere in the store. He looked at Liang Zhou who was approaching with some doubts, and asked silently: Has he been found
Liang Zhou shook his head, looked at him up and down, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, this set is needed, just wear it like this."
Yu Shulin turned to look in the mirror. He also thought that this set was good, so he nodded, took out the backpack from the locker room, and prepared to pay at the counter.
"What are you doing?" Liang Zhou frowned and looked at the wallet he took out.
"Pay, pay the bill..." He replied with a guilty conscience, and silently squeezed his wallet. He knew that Liang Zhou was good to him, but it was precisely because Liang Zhou was good to him that he didn't want Liang Zhou to spend money on him.
Liang Zhou darkened his face, grabbed his wallet and threw it back into his backpack, and dragged him towards the counter: "Don't spend the money your mother left you. I will support you in the future."
"But… "
"Brother raises younger brother, it's justified, but nothing."
With his hands warm, Yu Shulin looked up at his profile, blinked, tightened his backpack, and smiled: "Yeah."
The two bought clothes quickly and left soon after.
The shopping guide watched them walk into the elevator with idiots with a big face: "Although it is not Liang Zhou, but... So handsome! His brother is so handsome!"
Her companion was full of doubts: "Is it really Liang Zhou? It looks like..."
"Oh, definitely not. Liang Zhou is that kind of indifferent gentleman. This customer is handsome and handsome, no one looks like it." The shopping guide retorted, completely forgetting who was the first to suspect.
The companion rolled his eyes: "The nympho cancer is not saved."
It was already ten thirty when they left the mall, Liang Zhou drove to buy some gifts, and when they drove to their destination, it happened to be lunch time. Liang Zhou didn't care whether he was visiting during lunch time, so he led Yu Shulin into the unit building.
The one who opened the door was a round-faced boy who looked very cute.
"You find—" The smile on his face was replaced by shock when he saw Liang Zhou, his eyes were round and he saw his feet from his head, and his head from his feet. Finally, he lost his anger and shouted: "Duan, Fei , Tang!"
"Asshole, what are you howling at noon, who's here?" An energetic voice came from the house, and it got closer and closer.
Liang Zhou looked at the incoming person blankly, took off his glasses, and nodded: "Teacher Gao, long time no see."
"Liang, Liang Zhou?" The gray-haired, about 60-year-old old man stared wide-eyed, his face was very similar to that of the young man, and he looked up and down Liang Zhou up and down, and finally cried out, "You still have a loss. Remember me, old man, just get out of here!"