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Chapter 24 Do You Have Lunch Arrangements?
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Fan Yihang poured rapeseed oil into the big celadon bowl, making the dim candle light in the bowl brighten again.

He was about to poke the incense ash in the bowl when he suddenly sneezed loudly, almost blowing out the candlelight.

"Be careful!" Grandpa Fan hurried forward, drove his grandson away, and said to the two portraits: "This kid probably has a cold, you two don't worry about it."

The rule in Yucheng is: within one year after a person dies, the candle in front of the card must not be extinguished, otherwise the soul of the deceased person will not be reborn.

So in Yucheng, two celadon bowls will be placed in front of the portraits of the dead, with rapeseed oil as lamp oil. A bowl of rapeseed oil can be burned for several days, and it is not as easy to extinguish as a candle.

"Go, go, go to school, I'll clean up here." Grandpa Fan was probably afraid that Fan Yihang would sneeze again, so he drove him out of the dark room that scared Luo Weiwei so much.

The flames swaying with the air current in the dark room illuminate the two large photo frames standing on the table of the Eight Immortals. A man and a woman look very much like Fan Yihang. There are two bowls of tea.

Fan Yihang took a deep look, turned around and went out, packed his schoolbag and went out.

Today is a cloudy, gray day, which makes people feel depressed unconsciously, until he walked to a fork in the road and saw a bright color in front of him.

Luo Weiwei was wearing a red skirt with a narrow waist today. The hem of the red skirt was so short that it could barely cover her thighs.

The red skirt swayed with the thin white legs, arousing imagination.

In his memory, Luo Weiwei's dresses were always pure colors, either as red as blood or as white as snow, never mixed with any impurities.

Just like her, she said what she thought in her heart, and among the people he had met, there were very few people who could truly match what they said with deeds.

Probably because of this reason, from the first day he saw Luo Weiwei, he thought she was a strange deskmate.

The first time I saw Luo Weiwei... what was it like?

Fan Yihang recalled it for a while, suddenly felt a headache, and frowned involuntarily.

That's really not a good memory.

That day he walked in front of the class teacher, went to the new class, stretched out his hand and pushed open the half-open classroom door, and felt something was wrong as soon as he took a step.

In the next second, a bucket filled with water fell on his head. There was not much water, but the white shirt was almost half wet when it splashed on his body.

And worst of all, that bucket had his whole head covered.

"Hahahahaha——" There was a burst of loud laughter in the classroom.

And then, he heard the homeroom teacher behind him yell: "Luo Weiwei! Is it you again?!"

The head teacher asked Luo Weiwei to go out, and when he looked up, he saw a beautiful girl in a white dress standing up from the chair with a face full of frustration.

In fact, he seldom uses "beautiful" to describe a girl, because he doesn't know what kind of girl is called beautiful, and he doesn't judge a girl's appearance.

But the first time he saw Luo Weiwei, these two words popped out of his mind, which had always only been thinking about math problems.

But at the second glance, another two words popped into his mind: ruffian.

Luo Weiwei is a beautiful, naughty girl.

She even ran away after being called out by the head teacher. When the head teacher went to find her in a panic, she had a small head popping out from behind the door panel of the back door.

She deliberately made a noise to attract him to turn his head away.

At that time, he turned his head when he heard a strange voice, only to see Luo Weiwei squatting behind the door panel, with a pretty expression, blinking her eyes twice on purpose, with a light in her eyes, she slyly asked him if the head teacher had left.

With a cold personality, he was not used to communicating with people he had just met once, so he simply ignored it, and then she got angry at him when she returned to her seat.

Liang Zi was married at that time, Luo Weiwei didn't like him, he could feel it, and he felt relaxed, because every one of his deskmates of the opposite sex would fall in love with him.

He has a very cold personality, and he doesn't know how to reject people in the most tactful way, so he will always hurt the other party, and sometimes he will feel a sense of self-blame or even guilt because of this.

But if the other party doesn't like him, he doesn't need to have these worries, so not only does he not hate being at the same table with Luo Weiwei, but he also feels very relaxed.

However, he never expected that Luo Weiwei had handed him a love letter two days ago.

Of course, he forgot about the love letter again, always forgot to read it, and didn't even remember where he put it.

But he promised Luo Weiwei that he would take a look, so he will look for the love letter after school today.

Thinking of this, Fan Yihang frowned again.

He looked at Luo Weiwei and Qin Qianqian who were walking in front, thought for a moment, followed up two steps, and shouted: "Luo Weiwei."

Luo Weiwei and Qin Qianqian both stopped and looked back at the same time. The former showed a greatly frightened expression, while the latter showed a complicated expression after a brief surprise.

Fan Yihang didn't pay attention to Qin Qianqian, his eyes fell on Luo Weiwei the whole time.

Luo Weiwei swallowed her saliva, and subconsciously tightened her small fists.

She still remembered what happened in the nightmare, so she was even a little worried that Fan Yihang would jump up and bite her neck off.

"W-what's the matter?" She raised her chin and tried not to show timidity.

Fan Yihang stepped forward, stopped half a meter away from Luo Weiwei, looked straight into her eyes and asked, "Are there any arrangements for noon?"

"Arrangement?" Luo Weiwei blinked her eyes twice, but she didn't regain her composure, and asked instead, "What arrangement?"

Fan Yihang patiently explained: "Lunch. Do you have any arrangements for lunch?"

Luo Weiwei swallowed again with a "grunt".

"Arrangement... but no arrangement."

Fan Yihang nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then I will have lunch with you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Luo Weiwei to speak, and walked past her with his usual indifferent expression.

With long legs, Fan Yihang walked to the corner in front of him within a few steps and disappeared.

Luo Weiwei blinked her eyes violently twice, realizing it later.

Depend on!Fan Yihang must have read her love letter last night, and now he is going to challenge her!

But she still hasn't figured out which teacher Fan Yihang belongs to, so she will suffer a loss if she fights rashly!

How to do how to do?
Luo Weiwei was so anxious that she stamped her feet irritably on the spot, her anxious expression turned into a bewildered shyness in Qin Qianqian's eyes.

Qin Qianqian clenched her palms secretly, the feeling in her heart was hard to distinguish for a while.

Is it jealousy?Is it envy?Is it hate?

She couldn't tell the difference, but at this moment, she really felt an anger that wanted Luo Weiwei to disappear, and all these emotions were reduced to three words: Why?
Why do even boys like Fan Yihang look at Luo Weiwei differently?
Luo Weiwei has poor grades, bad temper, and an alcoholic father, it's simply terrible.

How could such a person take away the spotlight that could have belonged to her anywhere?
Without Luo Weiwei, she would be the only one who could go to and from school with Fan Yihang every day...

Qin Qianqian clenched her fists tightly. If it wasn't for her habit of frequently cutting her nails, her nails would probably be embedded in her flesh by now.

(End of this chapter)