Outrageous

Lu Zhiwei felt that the dog system was going further and further down the dishonest path.

It has lost its original and simple auxiliary function and original intention, and is rushing on the outrageous road, trying to kill her as the host.

What does it mean to warm up the relationship, you can share the same bed.

Don't mess with the definition of warming feelings!

This is obviously a friendship! ! !

Lao Wu couldn't control the system's automatic release of tasks.

The system issues tasks, and there is a set of programs running autonomously.

He, the administrator, is only responsible for resolving accidents that occur during the running of the program.

Moreover, the atmosphere between Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci was really good just now, so we can't blame the system for detecting a warming up of their relationship.

In addition, there are too many special places in this world.

An immature new world, different hero and heroine, the heroine is always super class.

The system does not play cards according to the routine, Lao Wu can only calmly express: Is it difficult to understand

Lu Zhiwei was tired, so tired that he was about to lose his Buddha nature.

She persuaded herself in her heart: forget it, forget it, saving the world is not easy, forget it...

Old Wu said: [However, there is only one bed in your house, and there is no place to sleep except sharing the same bed.]

Lu Zhiwei suddenly felt a headache: [She is a daughter of a thousand gold, will she share the bed with others casually?]

She watched too much TV, and always felt that such a rich young master was born with a bit of delicateness in his bones, and would not casually share the bed with others.

Neither is the same sex.

The exquisite ones will also choose a bed, a three-piece suit, and an accommodation environment.

Old Wu: [You are a stereotype.]

Lu Zhiwei is serious: [This is my first impression, I have no chance to meet such people before, of course I can only watch it from TV dramas.]

Old Wu complained: [Stop watching those useless idol dramas.]

Lu Zhiwei: [Hello, do you still remember that this is the script of our idol drama?]

Lao Wu: […]

[Cough, there are so many words, hurry up and do your task.]Old Wu began to pretend nothing happened, urging.

Lu Zhiwei pointed at him in his heart, and then he returned to look at Sang Wanci in front of him.

The person in front of him was wearing a brown coat, a plaid scarf around his neck, and his long hair was loosely draped over his shoulders.

A black mask and a black peaked cap covered most of her delicate face.

But those eyes are still as bright as stars, bright and energetic.

She can still perceive her beauty.

Like the scorching sun rising into the sky, no matter what form it appears in, it will always be dazzling and brilliant.

"Are you really going to my house for the New Year?" Lu Zhiwei asked uncertainly, "Do you not mind?"

Sang Wanci asked back, "What do you mind?"

Lu Zhiwei hesitated: "I live in a small place, very small, and there is nothing interesting at home, I'm afraid you will feel bored..."

Sang Wanci said: "It's enough to have you here."

Lu Zhiwei looked at her.

Sang Wanci was extremely calm: "I'm celebrating the New Year with you, not with your house.

"I want to disturb you for a few more days, not just one New Year's Eve."

She is not a person who cares about form, what is important is companionship.

Even if you go out every day and celebrate the New Year in a small shop nearby, as long as you are happy with each other, it's fine.

Now that she has said so, Lu Zhiwei has no reason to refuse.

It's impossible to watch a child wandering around outside alone during the Chinese New Year, right

…

When going back, Lu Zhiwei did not choose to take the bus again.

She can sit, but Sang Wanci, who is already a little famous, can't. If she is recognized, it will be another trouble.

So she took Sang Wanci and took a taxi for a rare extravagant trip, because her home was really far away from Xinghe Plaza.

The driver is very enthusiastic, and chats with them as soon as he gets in the car.

Sang Wanci is not a talkative character, she has been quiet all the time.

Lu Zhiwei chatted happily with the driver.

From chatting about road conditions to prices, to this year's New Year's atmosphere, the two hit it off very well.

Sang Wanci looked out of the window for a while, and Lu Zhiwei who was having a lively chat with the driver.

In the dim taxi, a beam of orange light is thrown in from time to time, silently brushing against Lu Zhiwei's beautiful eyes.

Like a cluster of flames, in an instant, it burned in full bloom in Lu Zhiwei's eyes.

Although it is short, it is enough to illuminate the vividness, liveliness and warmth of Lu Zhiwei at this moment.

Sang Wanci's gaze could not help but be attracted to her, and her gloved hands were placed peacefully on her lap.

She suddenly understood why Ying Xize liked to cling to Lu Zhiwei so much.

Because she is warm, staying by her side is like suddenly approaching a fire in the bitter winter, and the whole body becomes warm all at once.

After getting out of the car, the driver said to them in a thick voice: "Happy New Year."

Lu Zhi replied with a smile: "Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai."

She likes this world.

Even strangers who meet by chance can bring this kind of plain warmth.

Even if it is a little transparency, you can meet it when you are lucky.

Lu Zhiwei lives far away from the street, so it is very quiet at night.

Sang Wanci followed Lu Zhiwei around the flower bed and into the corridor, and then began to climb the stairs.

"There is no elevator. It's only on the third floor." Lu Zhiwei looked apologetic at her.

Sang Wanci nodded and said nothing.

The corridors are not wide and are cleaned very well.

Lu Zhiwei opened the door, took out a cotton mop and put it at Sang Wanci's feet: "I don't have floor heating at home, I'll get you a hot water bottle to put in your arms later, it will keep you warm."

Sang Wanci stopped her: "It's okay, don't bother."

Lu Zhiwei was very persistent, carrying a hot water bottle and boiling hot water, busy all the time.

This is the first time that she has guests in this small world, and this is also the first person who wants to celebrate the New Year with her.

She must entertain people well.

"Sit whatever you want. If you feel cold, just sit on the bed and wrap it in a quilt. It will stop cold soon."

She came here like this every winter. When she came home from get off work, she shrank into the quilt after eating and taking a shower. She was used to having rough skin and thick flesh.

I just don't know that Sang Wan Cixi is not used to it...

Sang Wanci is not so hypocritical, she understands that there is no reason to be picky when visiting someone's house.

Lu Zhiwei's house is indeed not big, but the sparrow is small and well-equipped.

The word "Fu" is pasted on the door, and the purchased firecracker lights are hung, which looks both year-like and warm.

She sat down on the small sofa against the wall, and from this angle, she could see Lu Zhiwei's back standing in front of the kitchen at the door, boiling water.

But soon she realized something was wrong.

"Lu Zhiwei, you're not wearing shoes."

Hearing this, Lu Zhiwei suddenly curled up with his toes.

Black socks look extraordinarily flimsy on the winter floor and are not frost-resistant at all.

After Sang Wanci finished speaking, she realized something was wrong: "You only have a pair of slippers at home?"

Lu Zhiwei didn't look back at her: "Yes."

Sang Wanci was stunned for a moment: "You haven't—hasn't anyone been to your house?"

Lu Zhiwei's voice suddenly softened: "Mmm..."

Only then did Sang Wanci realize that everything in her house was for one person, and nothing was superfluous.

Not even cups for serving guests.

This means that from the past to the present, she has lived alone without a friend.

Sang Wanci never thought that things would be like this.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have caused Lu Zhiwei a trouble.

"Lu Zhiwei."

When Lu Zhiwei heard her calling him that again, he was willing to look back at her this time.

Then I saw her sitting on the sofa, took off the only pair of cotton slippers at home, then bent her legs and hugged her, staring at her intently.

"Put on your shoes."

It's an undeniable tone.

It's not like a high-ranking person giving orders, but like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

- If she doesn't wear good shoes, little friend Sang will be angry.

God, she's so cute.

Lu Zhiwei exclaimed a little in his heart.

With a calm smile on his face, he said: "It doesn't matter if I don't wear it, I have rough skin and thick flesh—"

"Put it on." Sang Wanci interrupted her without giving in.

Lu Zhiwei had no choice but to go over and hook the shoes onto her feet. After putting them on, she heard her ask: "Lu Zhiwei, did I cause you trouble?"

Lu Zhiwei and her family were obviously not ready for the arrival of the second person.

But she didn't think about it at all, and abruptly asked to come to the door, and followed brazenly.

As a result, it caused Lu Zhiwei trouble...

"Don't think so."

After Lu Zhiwei put on her shoes, she turned back and scalded the cup again and again, then poured her a cup of hot water and prepared a hot water bottle.

The hot water was placed on the small table, and the hot water bottle was placed beside her. Lu Zhiwei smiled brightly and sincerely at her.

"I'm really glad you could come to my house as a guest.

"If it's troublesome, it's better to say that I'm causing you trouble. Even though the family didn't prepare anything, I still brought you here as a guest."

Sang Wanci was about to say no when Lu Zhiwei returned the shoes to her.

Sang Wanci: "?"

Lu Zhiwei looked bright: "I'm going to the supermarket, it's nearby, I'll be back soon, Mr. Sang will be alone for a while, and I'll cook for you when I come back."

Hearing this, Sang Wanci was about to get up: "I'll accompany you."

Lu Zhiwei pushed her back: "It's cold outside, I'll just go."

At the end, he patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Be obedient."

How can there be any reason in this world to let customers run errands

Besides, didn't Sang Wanci call her sister just now... It's only natural for a sister to take care of her sister.

For the first time, Sang Wanci sensed the maturity in Lu Zhiwei's body that has accumulated in age and time.

This allowed her to make the younger generation obediently submit with just two words.

It's like magic.

"Be careful on the road, pay attention to safety." Sang Wanci didn't insist anymore.

"Ok."

Lu Zhi nodded with a smile, and went out with the key.

The moment the door was closed, the beating under the chest inexplicably accelerated.

For the first time... someone was waiting for her to come home.

After Lu Zhiwei left, Sang Wanci sat motionless on the sofa.

His gaze swept across the furnishings inch by inch.

The house is not big, with one living room and one bathroom.

The interior of the house is clearly furnished and decorated with many cute little objects, which makes the whole room warm.

Sang Wanci didn't know why, the first time he saw those things, he knew that Lu Zhiwei made them.

It's good, at least Lu Zhiwei has something to do when he's alone.

Next to the small sofa is the bed, and the mattress is quite soft.

Then there is the small white bedside table.

There is a small rug between the bedside table and the corner, on which there is a huge white plush bear and two throw pillows.

"..."

Sang Wanci recognized this bear as a birthday present from Ying Xize.

Big is big, expensive is expensive, but I feel that this bear makes the insufficient practical area worse.

— Ying Xize really doesn't know how to choose a gift, so Lu Zhiwei racked his brains to arrange it.

Sang Wanci thought of Zhang Xianrui, and called her to report her safety: "I'm at Lu Zhiwei's house."

Zhang Xianrui: "

"What are you doing at her house?"

Sang Wanci said calmly, "Chinese New Year."

Zhang Xianrui: "Huh???"

Excuse me, are you two familiar? ?

…

Sang Wanci said that she wanted to disturb her for a few days, not just for New Year's Eve.

At least after the second year of junior high school before leaving.

The towels, toothbrushes and so on are indispensable.

But Lu Zhiwei doesn't know which style she likes.

So every time she buys something, she has to send a photo to Sang Wanci and ask her to shop online.

However, Sang Wanci was much easier to serve than she imagined.

[Anything, don’t pick, it’s fine, you can make the decision. ]

This is Sang Wanci's answer.

Lu Zhiwei didn't know what casual was, so he had to buy the best, most expensive one, which looked more aesthetically pleasing.

It's really not easy to have a guest at her house once, and the next time it will cost nothing.

Lu Zhiwei carried a bunch of things to check out, and when he got to the counter, he was suddenly attracted by a bunch of red things.

Before returning home, she made a detour to withdraw some money.

Then he rushed home in a hurry, afraid that Sang Wanci would wait for a long time.

When she opened the door, she saw Sang Wanci standing in front of the bed, seeming to be talking.

But when she heard her movement, she suddenly stopped talking, but turned to look at her: "You are back."

"Hmm." Lu Zhiwei asked, "Are you on the phone?"

Sang Wanci blinked, then nodded, and put the phone in his pocket.

Lu Zhiwei apologized, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

Sang Wanci shook her head: "No."

Then she came forward and took the things in her hand: "Thank you."

It's pretty heavy.

Sure enough, she should have followed out just now, so she could help carry things.

Lu Zhiwei said "no hard work", stepped on new cotton mops, took off his coat and put on an apron.

She rolled up the sleeves of her sweater and asked, "Are you hungry? Sit and watch TV first, I'll cook now."

As she spoke, she began to look for the remote control, chanting words, as if looking forward to it: "I remember that the Spring Festival Gala is about to start at this point..."

Sang Wanci looked at her profile: "Do you like to watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

As far as she knows, young people nowadays don't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala very much, because it is not good-looking.

Even if you look at it, you are rushing to complain.

Why does Lu Zhiwei seem to really like to watch the Spring Festival Gala

Lu Zhiwei crouched next to the TV and pressed the remote control.

The aisle was only a little bit, and when she squatted down, it directly occupied most of it.

"It's not that I like to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but to have that kind of atmosphere, you understand?"

"Ok?"

Miss Sang, who hardly watched TV during the Chinese New Year, expressed doubts.

"Watching the hosts dressed in joyful clothes and saying 'Happy New Year' with a smile on their faces, I would feel that someone really came to pay New Year's greetings, and the surrounding would also be lively. This is the atmosphere."

Lu Zhi fine-tuned the channel, got up and put the remote control next to Sang Wanci while talking.

"Here, you can adjust what you want to watch, and I will cook."

She tied up her hair and started preparing dinner.

The sound on the TV has not changed, it is still the lively party music.

She knows she is different from others.

Many people of the same age watched the Spring Festival Gala, probably because of Tu Yile.

And she was trying to say "Happy New Year" in that voice, trying to create an atmosphere.

She also wants to have someone to accompany her during the Chinese New Year. If not, then someone can say happy new year to her, and happy new year is also very good.

No matter what, Little Transparent has the right to celebrate the New Year...

"Lu Zhiwei."

Sang Wanci's voice fell lightly in her ears.

"Happy New Year."

The movement of the hands couldn't help but stop.

Two seconds later, he started working again.

But this time she had a smile on her face.

"Thank you, and I also wish our teacher Sang a happy new year."

This is a new year worth looking forward to.

"I'll help you."

Sang Wanci took the initiative to speak.

She can't wait for food and not work.

…

This New Year's Eve meal is richer than ever.

Fish, noodles and dumplings are available.

In the past New Years, because I was alone, Lu Zhiwei mostly passed by eating dumplings.

This year's filming made money, and Sang Wanci came to visit as a guest, so Lu Zhiwei simply opened up and did it in a chic way.

In the new year, happiness is the most important thing.

"Teacher Sang eats whatever you want, don't be polite to me, my cooking skills are relatively ordinary, I hope you don't dislike me."

Knowing that Sang Wanci likes broccoli, Lu Zhiwei even fried a small dish for her.

Sang Wanci took a sip and said, "You're being modest, the cooking is delicious.

"Have you studied?"

This is undoubtedly the highest appreciation of one's culinary skills.

Lu Zhi smiled and said: "I learned by myself while watching the video. Teacher Sang gave me too much face."

The two had a very harmonious New Year's Eve friendly reunion dinner.

After eating, Lu Zhiwei got up to clean up the dishes, but accidentally kicked the corner of the table.

There was a muffled "bang".

The deadly pain immediately shot up from her toes, magnified hundreds of times in her body, ruthlessly ravaging her nerve endings, making her feel as if she was about to die.

Sang Wanci saw her hugging her feet suddenly, screaming in pain, and asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Lu Zhi was in so much pain that he couldn't come back to take care of her, curled up on the sofa sadly, the tears in his heart were about to run dry.

why why why!

Why do humans feel pain? !

"Do you want to apply medicine?" Sang Wanci worried, "Where is your medicine box?"

Lu Zhiwei raised a hand, waved it reluctantly, and signaled not to use it.

Sang Wanci saw that her whole face was wrinkled, so she couldn't help frowning, leaned over and held her slender ankle: "Let me see if it's serious."

Lu Zhiwei was ashamed, immediately grabbed her wrist, took a while, and then smiled at her: "It's okay, don't worry..."

Sang Wanci looked into her eyes: "Tears are coming out, are you okay?"

Lu Zhiwei hurriedly wiped away tears: "It's really okay, I'm the one who is more afraid of pain. The kind of person who is afraid of even a little pain..."

Sang Wanci suddenly realized.

Because she is afraid of pain, she was motionless for a long time when she hit a street lamp and a tree before, and the pain buffer time was longer than anyone else.

I see.

She really didn't expect it to be like this, at the time she thought it was because she was stunned and didn't react.

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Lu Zhiwei took off his socks and looked at his damaged toes.

Fortunately, it's just a little red, and there's nothing wrong with it except pain.

She slowly covered her toes with a sad expression on her face.

— But pain is the top priority for her!

Seeing this, Sang Wanci asked tentatively, "Apply medicine?"

Lu Zhiwei shook his head, waited until the pain had subsided, then turned to her and said, "Go take a shower and put on my pajamas first."

The two of them seem to be about the same height and shape, and Sang Wanci should fit her pajamas fairly well.

She stood up, raised her feet, hopped over to the closet, took out her pajamas and handed them to Sang Wanci.

Sang Wanci looked at her feet.

Lu Zhiwei waved his hand: "It's a trivial matter for me, it's fine. Go take a bath and warm yourself up."

Sang Wanci then said: "You rest for a while, and the dishes will be washed after I take a shower."

As soon as Lu Zhiwei waited for her to enter, he sat on the bed, looked at his toes, and took a few breaths.

Then he limped to clean up the dishes.

She doesn't really let guests clean up.

When Sang Wanci came out of the shower, Lu Zhiwei had already cleaned up the dishes and the table.

Sang Wanci looked left and right, but didn't find what he could do, and suddenly felt a little helpless in his expression.

I feel like I'm here to eat and drink.

Lu Zhiwei didn't notice the helplessness, and pulled her to sit on the bed, wrapped her in the quilt: "The quilt is already warmed up, cover it up, don't catch a cold.

"I'm going to take a shower, you can stay by yourself."

Sang Wanci looked up at her and nodded slightly.

Out of nowhere, Lu Zhiwei thought she was a little cute.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Sang Wanci leaning against the head of the bed and covered with a quilt, watching TV quietly by herself.

His movements were slightly cramped, and he couldn't let go.

Seeing her coming out, he suddenly lifted the quilt, as if inviting her in: "It's warm."

Lu Zhiwei sneaked in just like that, and sat next to her.

The two sat quietly.

Surrounded by the sound from the TV, the world is as quiet as if a needle could be heard.

After a while, Lu Zhiwei heard Sang Wanci ask: "You used to come here like this?"

Eat alone, watch the show alone, and sleep when the time comes.

There is no activity related to the outside world.

It was like... forgotten by the world.

Lu Zhiwei did not deny it.

This is her life and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

She could feel Sang Wanci's gaze on her.

Hot and short, it moved away quickly.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet again.

She was beginning to feel too embarrassed to end the subject.

It's as embarrassing as if every minute and every second of the silence is pitiful and sympathetic to her past.

She doesn't want this.

So while changing the channel casually, he asked casually: "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? There are dumplings and noodles, which are all prepared in the refrigerator, just put them in the pot and cook them. If you don't want to eat, I can make them for you." Anything else."

After thinking about it, he said again: "If you want to eat takeaway, you can do it, but there are not many businesses that open on the first day of the new year."

Sang Wanci pondered for a moment, then asked seriously: "Which one can make you sleep longer?"

Lu Zhiwei couldn't help laughing: "We still have to think about this issue when we have breakfast?"

"Yes." Sang Wanci said very seriously, "I hope you can rest for a while."

"..."

Lu Zhiwei was suddenly speechless.

The hands that changed the TV channel stopped, completely unexpected that Sang Wanci would be so considerate of himself.

"Then eat the dumplings, I think you seem to like the dumplings I made."

Sang Wanci nodded.

Lu Zhiwei is very talented in hands-on.

Not only is the handwork done well, but the dishes are also well done, salty, delicious and impeccable.

Especially the dumplings made by herself, with thin skin and rich filling, the filling is fresh and tender, dipped in sauce and vinegar and served in the mouth, it is unreasonably delicious.

Sang Wanci likes it, and Lu Zhiwei is also happy when his cooking skills are recognized.

"Then dumplings, let's watch TV."

As soon as the words fell, she switched to the local satellite TV.

The host is making an emotional announcement: "Next, let's invite Meng Lianyu and Ji Feng—"

A familiar figure appeared on the TV screen.

The "i Meng" DNA in Lu Zhiwei's body was violently moved.

Hugging the pillow, she unconsciously exclaimed in an excited voice, "Oh, Teacher Meng!"

The voice of surprise fell to the ground.

Sang Wanci beside her slowly turned to look at her.

The air was suddenly quiet.

At this moment, Lu Zhiwei finally remembered an important event.

—I am now... I seem to be her fan