"To get this broken pancake cart for you, I sacrificed too much!"
On the phone, Huang Hai was chattering.
"Isn't it just a round of the situation?" Lu Lu held the phone under his shoulder and rode uphill on the pancake cart, "Your family is still afraid of this?"
"The key is who did you go in with," Huang Hai cursed, "Boobs are bigger than my parents' and girlfriends', and the fuck said I prostituted him, fuck!"
Lu Lu chuckled: "By the way, Haizi, if Yin Liang asks you and me... then what, just say you kissed me."
The other end of the phone was silent for a while, "No way," Huang Hai's voice softened, with a roguelike air, "You are so slick, you just kiss your lips, it seems like I'm not good enough, why don't you have to sleep once?"
"Come on," Lu Lu rolled his eyes, "He's a good boy, maybe the little girl hasn't even held her hand, you're being serious, if he doesn't like this, he shouldn't have me."
"Don't come here," Huang Hai spat at him, "The last time he worked so hard for you and me, it's all right, he's already fallen into your pit, don't say you've been slept with, even if you've slept with children He still has to rescue you as a girl who has lost her footing!"
"Huang Hai, go get a beating, who will have a baby with you!" Lu Lu's mouth was fierce, but his face was slightly red, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.
"Metaphor, do you understand the metaphor, I..." Huang Hai paused, "I won't tell you anymore, the big breasted brother is calling."
"Well, thanks." Lu Lu hung up the phone, and saw that Yin Liang was already there, not only him, but also a row of customers waiting to buy pancakes, all of them were women.
He rode over without looking up, arranged the booth, took out an earphone from his pocket, and stuck it there silently.
Yin Liang looked at him while spreading pancakes: "What are you doing?"
"You... Do you listen to music?" Lu Lu handed him an earphone, "Use it together..."
Yin Liang was cold, and for a long while, silently slanted his arms and stretched out his ears.
Lu Lu blushed and plugged the earphones for him.
Then, the girls in front of the pancake stand let out a small exclamation.
Holding a headphone cable, the two of them were not far away, and Lu Lu pressed the play button on his phone.
"The wind blows my hands, my face, my hair, my heart, and my eyes from afar..."
Yin Liang frowned, the old song couldn't remember the name for a moment.
Spreading the cakes, brushing the sauce, and putting coriander, the business is very good, it is surprisingly good, and there is a long queue until the intersection.
"... Ouch, Ouch, Ouch," sang suddenly in the earphones, "Say, say, should we be together..."
Yin Liang's hands shaking the eggs, he secretly glanced at the people beside him, Lu Lu was stirring the batter with his head down, and the evening wind blew his soft forehead hair, revealing his beautiful forehead.
Yin Liang's heart beat secretly.
Boom, can't stop.
It wasn't until the song was finished, the next one, and another, that he pretended to be casual and asked, "Hey, do you care more about the melody or the lyrics when listening to songs?"
Lu Lu tilted his head, wiped the sweat on his chin with the back of his hand, with a kind of innocent ignorance: "The melody, I don't pay much attention to the lyrics."
He did it on purpose.
"Oh." Yin Liang didn't notice it, he was in a daze, a little disappointed, and a little irritable.