Lu Youyou held an umbrella for Fu Nanli, but rain still drifted in through the gaps in the umbrella, and his hair, collar, and shoulders were all covered with the cool rain from the deep mountains in autumn.
But he didn't move and let her hold him.
"I plan to go back tomorrow. Can't you wait even a day?" He stroked her hair gently.
Wen Qiao: "I didn't know you would be back tomorrow, I thought something happened to you, so I rushed here."
This excuse made sense. I rushed two hundred kilometers because I was worried about him.
"Where's the address?"
"Ask Fu Cheng for it."
"Nothing will happen to me."
Wen Qiao still hugged his neck, "I don't have a God's perspective, I don't know what happened to you."
"Silly girl."
Lu Youyou's hands were sore from holding the umbrella. She looked at Fu Shao's posture and thought that it must be uncomfortable. His waist and shoulders must be sore too.
Okay, if Mr. Fu can hold on, she can hold on too, let them be together for a while.
Wen Qiao finally felt that her physical signs had returned to normal, so she let go of Fu Nanli. The drizzle floated behind him, and she couldn't help but touch his handsome face, saying in her heart, it's so good to be by your side.
"Since you guys drove here, I'll go back with your car and let Lao Hu drive."
Fu Nanli walked through the rocks again and said to Lao Hu, "You go up first and tell the old lady that there is something important in Haicheng. I will go back first."
Fu Nanli returned to the car and adjusted the seats. Lu Youyou pulled Dong Yao out of the car and let him sit in the passenger seat. She, Qiao Qiao and Fu Shao sat in the back seat.
Fu Nanli sat down and glanced at the person in front of him, "Who is he?"
Wen Qiao: "His name is Dong Yao, he is from our school and is in the same community as us."
Fu Nanli frowned slightly: "So, why did he come to Shaocheng with you?"
He could understand that Lu Youyou was accompanying her.
But this boy named Dong Yao was also there. He couldn’t understand and didn’t accept it.
"They are both from our folk music club, and we have a good relationship. I don't have a driver's license, so he can follow me and Youyou can drive instead."
In such a long sentence, Master Fu only heard four words—
Good relationship!
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When Lao Hu returned to the Ye Family Villa, the old lady was looking forward to it. When she saw Lao Hu, she became excited again: "Did you bring the little girl here?"
Old Hu put the umbrella by the corridor door, patted the water off his shoulders, and said, "The young master said that he has to go back to Haicheng first, and asked me to tell the old lady."
The old lady's face was filled with disappointment. "I'm not a man-eating tiger. Why can't you bring the girl to me for a look? Is he on guard against an open-minded old lady like me?"
Old Hu smiled and said, "The young master is still waiting for me to drive, so I'll go now."
The old lady waved her hand unhappily: "Go ahead."
Ye Minqiu took the opportunity to say, "How about you come with us to Haicheng to live for a while? Maybe you'll have a chance to see that little girl?"
The old lady became excited again, "Well, you have a point."
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Lao Hu drove towards Haicheng.
The light in the carriage was dim. Wen Qiao's hand was held in Fu Nanli's palm. Feeling his warmth, Wen Qiao felt at ease.
He asked casually, "You have set up a folk music club?"
Lu Youyou tried to reduce her presence as much as possible and worked hard to create a "world for two" for them.
Wen Qiao: “Yeah.”
"Several people?"
"six people."
Fu Nanli interlocked his fingers with hers, put his thumbs together, and asked casually, "How many boys, how many girls?"
"Dong Yao is the only boy."
(End of this chapter)