Dedicated to my dear Mr. Lu

Chapter 4 004 He did it on purpose
Lu Cong'an suddenly smiled, "There are quite a lot of beauties from abroad, but most of them are open and enthusiastic. I like to be quiet, so I haven't met a suitable one."

Oh, Xijing.

She remembered that when she confessed to Lu Cong'an for the first time a few years ago, he also used this reason to reject her.

That day she stuffed the cake she had prepared for a long time into his arms, her face was as red as a drunk wild cat.

Lowering her head, staring at her toes, her voice was like a mosquito, "Lu Cong'an, I like you!"

Lu Conan threw the cake into the trash can in disgust, scratched his ears and said, "I don't like girls who are too noisy."

Oh shit, if you don't like it, you don't like it, you just give the cake back to me, and you have to throw it in the trash?
Yu Huasang put away his memories and smiled angrily, "What a coincidence, I like boys who are lively and cheerful to chat with. Mr. Lu is almost thirty this year, and I am only 23 years old. The generation gap in the middle is comparable to a galaxy. Come on!"

The face of the man opposite turned dark, and a pair of peach blossom eyes showed a sly and helpless smile.

It was guessed that she was deliberately mocking his age.

I remember that he once told her that it is impossible to get married before the age of 30. Now that so many years have passed in a blink of an eye, this age is really unexpected.

The atmosphere was a little weird, and Lu Conan didn't immediately respond to her words.It just so happened that the waiter came over and brought up a few cups of coffee.

Lu Cong'an slowly picked up the prepared creamer balls and added them to the coffee, then opened a bag and added them.

His movements are very calm, and his slender fingers give people a pleasing feeling.

Yu Huasang suddenly remembered that when they were together, he always held her hand and taught her to write chemical equations.

In the winter, her hands were ice and cold, and when he held her hands, she always felt as if she was wrapped in a stove.

She was crazily infatuated with Lu Cong'an as if she had taken drugs, and the first thing she did after school every day was to rush to their school to find him, and she even foolishly thought that as long as he was 30 years old, he could really marry her.

Thinking about it now, it was really stupid and pitiful at that time.

"For you." The cold voice interrupted Yu Huasang's memory.

She saw Lu Cong'an pushing the cup of coffee with two servings of sugar in front of her, but her expression was calm.

Yu Huasang suddenly gave a wry smile.

He didn't expect that after so many years, he still remembered her preferences.

But Lu Cong'an, people change.

Since he left, she has been repeating her third year of high school, and she has no time to toss about these things, and she drinks even the bitterest coffee in one gulp.

Gradually, she fell in love with this kind of suffering, because it would make her sober and let her see Lu Cong'an clearly.

She reached out to stir the coffee in front of her, then suddenly threw the spoon back into the cup, "Sorry, let's talk first, I'll go to the bathroom."

The two mothers were chatting happily, and when they heard Yu Huasang's words, they said caringly, "Okay, come back soon."

Then, the two mothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time chatted again.

Lu Cong'an sat on the seat, his eyes followed the girl's back.

He nervously wiped the sweat from his palms, stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom too."

He quietly followed behind her, and couldn't help but sigh the changes in Yu Huasang in the past few years.

It seems to have grown a little taller and turned white, and even the walking posture is different.

In the past, she always seemed to fly into his arms.

(End of this chapter)