Mr. Lu is very ill

Chapter 65

"Yeah, it's so rare to call my sister, let me hear some more..."

Lu Xiao frowned, and his voice was steady: "Is there something wrong, I'll hang up if it's nothing."

"Smelly Ah Xiao, sister, I just want to tell you that I'm here, hum."

"Well - hung up."

Qiao Yun yelled, "Ruthless."

Song Shi was in a bit of a dilemma. She didn't know whether to hang up or not. The other party seemed to want to chat for a while.

Lu Xiao met her gaze, as if asking for help, he understood almost instantly, and said, "Hang up."

Song Shiru was granted an amnesty, and quickly hung up the phone.

"She is your sister..." She said this very carefully, very guilty, and very low.

"Ah."

"Ha, ha...haha..." She smiled awkwardly intermittently, "I thought she was your girlfriend."

"No, I don't have a girlfriend."

When Song Shi heard the last sentence, her heart felt numb and trembling. She couldn't say it was joy, but she was happy. Anyway, she wasn't in a bad mood, and she was even in a good mood.

Her head twitched, "I don't have a boyfriend either."

After finishing speaking, she regretted it.

What are you doing?It made her seem anxious to sell herself, shame on her!

Song Shi rubbed her nose, "Ah... I didn't mean that... I'll just talk casually, nonsense, you understand."

"Understood." There was a calm voice.

"..." People don't care at all, she is explaining what a fart here, there is no silver 300 taels here!
But if Song Shi observed more carefully, he would find a very faint and light smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Shi felt that this man had really become too much.

Become so cold, woo woo...

But damn charming.

Song Shi just woke up, her mind was clear, and the signal of her mobile phone was getting worse and worse. She had nothing to do and was bored, so she started to find topics.

"How far is it?"

"More than 1000 kilometers."

"It's so far away..." She muttered, lying on the car window, her face turned slightly sideways, the position happened to be able to clearly see his superior profile, at this time he was no longer a boy, his calm and indifferent demeanor seemed to have been exposed to the scorching sun for a long time The poplar trees in the sky have outstanding temperament.

She lowered her eyes, raised her eyes slightly, and stared at him seriously: "What did you mean when you said you were waiting for me all the time?"

At that moment, the strength of his fingers suddenly retracted, and the blood vessels protruded from the back of his slender hand, exerting force and forbearance.

Her heart was pounding, she thought he would explode, but in the next second, his hands lost strength, and his voice was very weak: "It's all over."

Deep disappointment overflowed from my heart.

She wants an answer.

But obviously Lu Xiao refused to give her an answer.

Song Shi: "Do you remember that I left you a present before I left?"

"Ah."

"Two books."

Song Shi laughed, "Do you still remember the names of the two books?"

Lu Xiao pursed his thin lips into a stubborn line: "I don't remember."

deceive...

Song Shi could see it in his eyes—he remembered, and remembered very clearly.

Song Shidao: "One is called "The Growth of Plants" and the other is called "Crops."

He didn't speak, and his mood was very light.

Song Shi continued to talk about the topic without paying attention, "In fact, these two books are related to a poem."

"Do you know what this poem is about?"

He still didn't answer.

"It seems that I don't know. I remember it very clearly. I will read it to you."

……

"Living Baba, fetching water, cooking, and taking medicine on time every day

When the sun is good, put yourself in it, like putting a piece of tangerine peel

Drinking tea in rotation: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose, lemon

These beautiful things seem to take me on the road to spring
So I hold down the snow in my heart again and again
They are too white and too close to spring
read your poetry in a clean yard

This human affair is in a trance like a sparrow flying by suddenly

And the days are bright

I'm not fit for heartbreak
If I send you a book, I won't send you poetry

I want to give you a book about plants, about crops

Tell you the difference between rice and weeds

tell you a tares

Anxiety of spring. "

……

His eyes were heavy and broken, "What do you want to say?"

While the car was moving, the scenery reversed, and everything fell into her eyes like a floating light, and her eyelashes trembled for a while.

She said, "I just want to tell you that the name of this poem is..."

"I love you."

　"I Love You" - Yu Xiuhua

　　
　
(End of this chapter)