Mr.Lu, don't mess around

Qin Yihuan lowered her head, holding a Yue porcelain wine cup, but the simple cup had the most beautiful glaze color. "The wind and dew in the autumn of September opened in Yue Kiln, and won the green color of Qianfeng."

When she was a child, her grandfather taught her to recite Lu guimeng's poems. When she recited them, she could get a reward. In fact, it was only two or fifty-one pieces of dried incense. But at that time, there were few snacks. She could eat one piece of dried incense for most of the day. The more she chewed, the more fragrant it was.

The children in the yard are also envious of her, because my grandfather loves her very much. He will spend half a month's salary to buy her the most beautiful new skirt in the city, and ask his friends to buy chocolate candy from the city to eat for her.

She used to be the proudest little princess, even without father's love, but her grandfather also gave her the most complete love.

She used to be the greatest pride of her grandfather. Anyone who mentioned her would praise her: "the granddaughter of the old Lu family is obedient and obedient, with good grades."

When Qin Yihuan was admitted to the University, the whole alley was a sensation. Even the people across the river knew that the granddaughter of the old Lu family was admitted to the best university.

But all this, all these efforts, in fact, are useless.

Lu Feiyan was silent for a moment before he asked, "what about your grandfather now?"

"No more." After so many years, the painful fact can finally be said without obstacles. It's like knowing the fact that "it's cerebral hemorrhage, two strokes. It's going very fast and there's no pain."

Eyes finally covered with a light mist, she picked two peanuts into her mouth, crisp and crisp, as if not care: "come again, come again."

This time, Lu Feiyan finally won. She drank a glass of wine slowly. Under the light, her eyes were as bright as a wave: "you have to tell me about the person you love most. Don't lie."

"No," Lu said

Of course, Qin Yihuan didn't do it. He repeatedly waved his hand and said, "how can we not cheat? It's all written in novels. Playboy always has a secret favorite in his heart. That's why he became a playboy. I'll listen to it soon. I promise I'll forget it immediately. "

Lu Feiyan just laughed: "it's true that there is no such thing."

He was a little dazed, chewing peanuts and drinking the glass of wine in front of him. In fact, he shouldn't drink it, because he won.

Qin Yihuan thought he was a little drunk, so he just laughed, and he just laughed: "if I make up a story to cheat you, you don't know, do you?"

She gave in generously: "it's OK to talk about the people you like."

Lu Feiyan raised his head and thought for a long time before he said, "when I was a child, I was actually not young. I was 15 or 16 years old. I liked someone and I was a girl in the same class."

Qin Yihuan clapped: "this is good, love of youth, at that time like is really like, the most simple."

"But I was very proud at that time. I never told her. I only paid attention to her from a distance, and I was afraid that she would find out."

Qin Yi chuckled: "I can't imagine that people like you will still love others secretly."

Lu Feiyan also laughed: "ha ha, it's a bit silly. Later on, I had a drink with my best friend. They both drank too much. When it comes to this, even he was very surprised, because even he didn't know I liked that girl."

Qin Yihuan felt even more funny after listening: "why didn't you tell her then?"

After hearing this, Lu Feiyan just gave a little smile and turned his head around the porcelain cup, looking at the amber wine in the cup. It was as rich as honey and fragrant.

Thirty years, such a long time, to produce such mellow, those accumulation of mind, if fermentation, will slowly brew this spicy bar.

When you drink it, you don't feel it, and then slowly like a line, from the throat to the stomach, it's sad and easy, the burning feeling slowly seeps away, there will be a slight dizziness, maybe that's fate.

"She doesn't love me," Lu Feiyan said, hearing his voice, "so I'll never let her know."

I really drank too much wine that day. In the end, they didn't know how to fall asleep.

Qin Yihuan wakes up on the sofa with a blanket on her body. The heating is coming up in the room, and she sleeps very warm.

Lu Feiyan is sleeping on the sofa on the other side. He drank too much about yesterday and didn't go back to his room to sleep.

Without a blanket, he was lying on the sofa, one hand still hanging by the side of the sofa, a silk shirt wrinkled like pickles on his body, with one pillow in his arms and another pillow in his arms.

Lu Feiyan has always been the most trim, even in pajamas can also temperament casual, so sleep looks very funny, as if it is a change of person.

Qin Yihuan gets up lightly. Lu Feiyan sleeps heavily. At last, she hesitates and doesn't wake him up.

The kitchen is also scattered with yesterday's dishes and dishes. She turns on the detergent and soaks them all. She cooks a pot of porridge again. She is busy, and suddenly feels the subtle light and shadow. When she looks back, it turns out that it's Lu Feiyan.

He was still wearing the wrinkled silk shirt and leaning against the door with his arms in his arms.

Qin Yihuan is just convinced that a man's appearance is messy. It's not ugly at all. On the contrary, it makes people feel uninhibited.

Seeing her looking back, Lu Feiyan just laughed: "Miss Tian Luo, Miss Tian Luo, I want to hide your shell."

Qin Yihuan casually replied: "that's not necessary. Fifteen a month, I guarantee that the housekeeping company can find the most dedicated hourly worker for you."

Lu Feiyan laughs and goes away to take a bath. When he comes back, Qin Yihuan is busy.

He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll do the dishes for you, but you have to make breakfast."

Qin Yihuan was surprised: "can you do the dishes?"

Lu Feiyan's appearance seems to be unbearable: "I was a soldier!"

I can't see it. Qin Yihuan was curious for a moment: "have you ever been a soldier?"

"Of course, my sister is still working as a military instructor. At that time, our fleet commander was my grandfather's old subordinate. She was entrusted by my father to treat me severely and manage me well. It's too miserable. I haven't been so miserable in my life."

After that, he sighed, "even my mother didn't dare to call me at that time. It was a day of rebellion."

Qin Yihuan was amused to laugh by him.

The morning sun came in through the window, clear and clear, like her eyes.

Her porridge is very fragrant, white porridge, with fried dough sticks, Qin Yihuan said: "to have a dish of pickles is more perfect."

Lu Feiyan smile: "already very good." After a pause, he said, "it's too perfect to be forced."

He has changed clothes, casual white T-shirt, white trousers.

Few people look as good in white as he does. The so-called Yushulinfeng is a vulgar word, but Qin Yihuan couldn't think of any other description for a moment.