How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

Chapter 20: Twenty dollars

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Chuzhi didn't go back to school and was going to go home directly.

After going out for a few days, I didn't feel anything when I didn't come back. Now, seeing the familiar scenery outside the car window, I feel tired and I just want to go home and take a bath and roll in my big bed.

Just passing by from here, Chu Zhi reported an address, and Cheng Yi let out a "huh".

Lu Jiaheng also turned his head: "Your family lives here?"

Chu Zhi nodded.

Lu Jiaheng stared at her inexplicably for a while, raised the corner of his lips, and said lazily, "Oh."

His expression is very meaningful and a little confusing: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Lu Jiaheng fluttered away his eyes, "It's a coincidence."

After passing by the school and putting Lin Tong down, the car drove to Chuzhi's house.

The car stopped at the main entrance of the community, Chu Zhi got out of the car, and Lu Jiaheng followed.

He didn't walk very fast, and he walked slowly, and he got off at the back. Chu Zhi almost trotted all the way to the trunk of the car to take out his trolley case, but Lu Jiaheng walked over before her in three or two steps and opened the trunk. Bring out the box and bag.

Chu Zhi suddenly remembered that the two of them were sitting in the cable car before. He had so much longer calves than her, and couldn't help sighing.

The two of them took their luggage and dragged them aside. Chu Zhi was about to speak, thank you, and say goodbye. The gray private car beside him slapped its horn twice and kicked the gas pedal away.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Boyang had already driven onto the road and merged into the traffic. Chu Zhi didn't react. He looked at Lu Jiaheng next to him and hesitated, "Did they not want you?"

"Yeah, I'm very pitiful," Lu Jiaheng said half-truth, looking at her half-truth.

Chu Zhi blinked, feeling that he was a little pitiful, and also felt that he couldn't really be left here, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

Lu Jiaheng smiled silently, put her schoolbag on the towbar box, and didn't look up, "Let's go."

Chu Zhi followed him into the community.

Going around the fountain and the circular flower bed, I turned right and walked a few steps, then turned around and looked at him.

Take two steps and look at him again.

Lu Jiaheng looked indifferent, dragged the box with one hand, put the other in his pocket, and followed her lazily.

The rollers of the towbar box slid across the ground, making a rattling sound, a long, unhurried rattling.

Chu Zhi scratched her hair, turned around, and said slowly, "Senior, it's fine to come here, I can do it myself."

Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyes, the suitcase and schoolbag in her hand did not mean to her: "It's okay, I'll drop by."

"… "

She had nothing to do, and it was really dark at the moment. Although the street lights were bright enough, she was still a little scared to walk alone, so she turned around slowly again and continued to walk forward.

Only this time, she stopped two steps, stood beside Lu Jiaheng, and walked alongside him.

The community of Chuzhi's family is also newly built. The environment is very good and the greening is sufficient. At this time, the shadows of the trees are swaying, casting a dark shadow under the dim yellow street lights.

Too quiet.

A little embarrassing.

Chu Zhi rubbed the tip of her nose, which was a little cold from the wind, and said something.

Lu Jiaheng only listened to the little girl next to him muttering something in a low voice, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He turned his head and lowered his eyes: "Huh?"

Chu Zhi raised her head and repeated what she just said.

He still didn't respond.

Chu Zhi waited for a while.

Lu Jiaheng just lowered his head and looked at her.

Then suddenly laughed.

Chu Zhi looked bewildered.

The streetlight came from behind him, and the peach blossom eyes were completely hidden in the shadows, only the bright light in the black eyes and the upward curvature of the lips could be seen.

The man chuckled a few times, and without warning, he leaned over to her.

Now, the eyes hidden in the shadows can see clearly.

It was pitch-black, with a smile and long and narrow eyes, looking at her without blinking.

The last time he looked at her like that was at night.

Downstairs in the dormitory, holding a cute stick in his hand, leaning on his knees and bending over to look at her, racking his brains to make her call Brother Lu.

The somewhat familiar pictures overlapped, Chuzhi's ears were slightly red, and she subconsciously wanted to step back.

"You're too young," he said suddenly.

Before Chu Zhi had time to step back, she paused and raised her head blankly: "Huh?"

"You're too young to speak so quietly, I can't hear you."

"… "

Chuzhi:

Chuzhi: ? ?

"So next time you talk, you have to stay closer to me."

Lu Jiaheng licked his lips, the smile on his lips deepened, his back was slightly arched, his head bowed, and he looked at her from a closer distance, "Or I'm a little closer to you."

The little girl reacted for three seconds, her eyes widened and she stared at him, her ears hot.

She raised her hand and covered one ear with a slap, and then let go of her hand as if she was scalded. Unable to think of how to refute, she held it back for a long time before she said, "I'm not young! I'm 1.6 meters tall!"

Lu Jiaheng said "oh" and raised his eyebrows lazily: "Is there any?"

"… rounded up!"

He chuckled softly, finally straightened up, and nodded: "Okay, you're right."

"… "

Chuzhi originally wanted to ask him whether he was going back to school or going home for a while, but when he did this, he didn't want to ask anything. The two of them continued to walk forward. Seeing that they had reached the door of their own house, they couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are you going back to school in a while?"

Just after she finished speaking, she thought of something again, leaned beside him seriously, raised her head and asked again.

Lu Jiaheng started to laugh again.

For some reason, Chu Zhi always felt like she was being tricked.

Fortunately, he heard it this time, and laughed enough before saying, "I won't go back."

Chu Zhi remembered what happened before, and even breathed lightly, quietly paying attention to his expression: "Then are you going home?"

"No," seems to have sensed the cautiousness in her tone. He glanced at her and said slowly, "Why do you always think wildly, little girl?"

Chu Zhi lowered her head and lowered her voice a little: "Because I gave the jelly..."

Chuzhi's family relationship is very good. She has never been in contact with such a situation before. At that time, she didn't know what to do at all.

She should explain, and shouldn't watch him be misunderstood and scolded.

But it was his own family after all.

He stopped her twice and told her clearly not to let her talk, so Chuzhi listened to him and said nothing.

The conflict doesn't intensify in a day or two, she's just an outsider, she doesn't know what happened, whether there is any antecedent, and whether the words are really good.

Sometimes, it is precisely because of the self-righteous kindness and help of outsiders that it makes the situation worse.

Chu Zhi felt that his thoughts and choices should be respected, so she shut up.

But after all, a large part of the reason is also because of that jelly.

It feels like letting someone else take the blame for me, which is really not very good.

She still wanted to say something, and when she looked up again, she just saw Lu Jiaheng's hand retracted from directly above her.

He moved very quickly and very naturally, without seeing any difference, as if he just raised his hand casually, Chu Zhi didn't even have time to react.

Lu Jiaheng looked away, and continued to walk forward slowly and said casually: "Don't worry, Lu Jiayi will explain it clearly."

Chu Zhi raised her head in a daze, but she didn't have time to take back her aggrieved expression.

She only said one sentence, but he seemed to know it all.

Lu Jiaheng pursed his lips indifferently, and continued: "It doesn't matter who gave the jelly, as long as there is that thing, it will be given by me."

Chu Zhi was completely stunned, and quickly digested and understood the content of his words, and people followed him unconsciously.

While walking, Lu Jiaheng suddenly stopped.

Chu Zhi was still thinking about things in a daze, and followed him to a stop, staring straight at the unit door in front of her.

After a long while, she came back to her senses, and when she looked up, she saw Lu Jiaheng looking at her lazily with her head tilted.

He didn't look in a hurry, just looked down at her, patiently leaned against the security door and waited.

After seeing her in a daze, he slowly raised his eyebrows: "Little Gardenia, follow me downstairs."

"… "

Chuzhi:

Chu Zhi subconsciously looked up at the unit number and made a sound of "Huh".

She blinked and looked at Lu Jiaheng: "Do you live in this building?"

"Um."

Lu Jiaheng slowly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, Ding Ling banged a few keys, he hesitated for a while, then picked one and inserted it into the keyhole of the security door.

With a soft click, the door opened.

Lu Jiaheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He also just bought this house before, because he really can't stay at home and plans to move out and hand it over to a decoration company for decoration. He has never been here except when he bought it, and he is not sure if the key is correct.

Chuzhi opened the door and walked in, helping him hold back, and hesitantly asked, "Are you planning to go home again?"

Lu Jiaheng came in, and the two walked to the elevator door. He was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I live by myself."

Chuzhi's expression instantly softened, as if seeing a stray puppy on the side of the road.

Lu Jiaheng was heartbroken, and he simply walked all the way to the dark, pursed his lips, and said weakly, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Chu Zhi's expression looked like she had made up her mind to bring the puppy home.

Mr. Chu and Ms. Deng didn't know where to go to Haipi again. As soon as the door was opened, the house was dry for a long time. Chuzhi put the box and schoolbag at the door and started to open the refrigerator to find something to eat.

She no longer expects to have something to eat when it comes to fruit. After all, there has been no one at home for so long, so it would be good to find some instant noodles with wheat circle milk.

As a result, after rummaging through the boxes for a long time, she really found half a bag of wheat circles and two packets of instant noodles.

A bag of braised pork ribs noodles.

There is also a bag, Laotan Sauerkraut Beef Noodles.

Chuzhi: "..."

Chu Zhi was holding two bags of instant noodles in her hand, remembering the words "I live by myself" and "I'm used to it" from the man in the elevator before, and crouching in front of the kitchen cabinet was a little tangled.

Lu Jiaheng lives upstairs in her house.

This was completely unexpected before Chu Zhi.

Chuzhi let out an "Oops", put the bag of braised pork ribs on the counter, took the bag of pickled cabbage from Laotan, grabbed the key, put on slippers and went out.

One pack per person, she couldn't eat two packs by herself anyway.

Chuzhi thought about it, went upstairs and rang the doorbell upstairs.

After waiting for about half a minute, the door opened.

Chu Zhi glanced at it casually, and swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

Lu Jiaheng's house, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no place to rest in the dust. The ground is full of sawdust, and the floor is half-covered. The smell of formaldehyde.

Chuzhi: "..."

Chu Zhi suddenly remembered that when school started, the sound of a chainsaw and electric drill sounded every day from early morning to dusk in her upstairs, and suddenly realized "ah".

Lu Jiaheng stood at the door, his trousers stained with cement dust, and his expression was a little complicated.

He lowered his eyes to see what she was holding, and his expression became more complicated.

A bag of dark purple Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles.

The bright smiling face of Wang Han printed on it seemed to be mocking him silently but cruelly.

The author has something to say:

Young Master: Go away, you damn old altar with pickled cabbage and beef noodles! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !