Chapter 66 Thinking about it

For Luo Hong, it wasn't uncommon for his childhood friend to like his younger sister.

When he first returned to the city, he took his younger sister to visit various relatives and friends. The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old and had grown into a beautiful young woman. After a few visits, many people became interested in her.

But that lustful impulse didn't last long, and no one was so oblivious as to harass him excessively, so he always turned a blind eye.

However, if the words "childhood friend" were replaced with Zhou Weifang's name, Luo Hong would have to be more cautious.

He was afraid he was overthinking things, so he observed quietly.

The more he looked, the more he felt that what he had discovered was the truth, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and sighed.

Luo Yan was playing with Dongdong, her eyes following the little boy as he ran. Hearing a sound, she turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Weifang also looked at him, raising his chin slightly.

Now you look over here? Where did your eyes stick to just now? Luo Hong felt a headache coming on and said irritably, "I need to poop."

After saying that, he left, wanting to find a quiet place to think for a while.

Seeing that he was leaving in a hurry, Luo Yan paused for a moment and said, "He probably didn't bring any toilet paper."

Zhou Weifang: "He has some in his pocket."

Luo Yan wanted to ask him how he knew, but it was a bit strange to discuss with other boys whether her brother brought toilet paper or not. She thought that if he disappeared later, she could ask Zhou Weifang to "rescue" him. She nodded and didn't say anything.

Zhou Weifang didn't seem to care much about that, and said, "I see that you are very patient with children."

Luo Yan: "Yes, I think they are all very cute."

Dongdong realized he was being praised, and he looked up with a bright smile.

Luo Yan pinched his chubby cheeks: "How about you sit for a while?"

Kids are so energetic, they never seem to need a break.

There were too many things in the store, and Zhou Weifang was afraid that he would bump into something, so he could only follow behind him.

Seeing this, Luo Yan said, "You're very patient now."

Zhou Weifang thought this meant that he didn't have much patience in the past, and asked, "Was I very mean to you when we were little?"

Luo Yan shook her head: "No way."

She laughed again, "My brother has the most influence with you. Everyone else is annoyed with me. You've already been very polite."

When she was little, she loved to cry, tattle, and was very bossy. Nobody wanted to play with her. Apart from her brother, she spent most of her time following Zhou Weifang around.

Zhou Weifang didn't remember doing so many good deeds, and thought that even without that male classmate, it probably wouldn't have been his turn.

He said, "You were quite cute when you were little too."

Huh? Luo Yan is often praised, but when he says it, something always feels off. Before he can figure it out, he remembers: "My brother isn't back yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Hong lifted the curtain.

He stood outside in the wind for a while and had calmed down considerably. At least he could pretend he hadn't noticed anything and said, "Yanyan, Dongdong needs to go to sleep."

Dongdong was still in the excitement phase, and somehow found a basketball and started kicking it like a soccer ball. He only started to fuss when he heard it was time to go home, rubbing his eyes frantically and drooping his head.

Luo Hong's bicycle had no seat on the back, and he said with difficulty, "He can't sit here by himself, can he?"

Luo Yan: "How about we take the bus there?"

The He Qiaosheng family and the Luo family are in opposite directions, with the road as the midpoint. She said, "I'll wait for you to come back here."

Her arrangement was correct, but now Luo Hong wouldn't leave the two of them alone. He said, "Sanfang, do you have a rope? I'll carry Dongdong on my back."

"Come on," Zhou Weifang said, "You almost strangled yourself when you carried Yanyan on your back."

Luo Hong: "I was only a few years old at the time, of course I couldn't memorize it."

Then she turned her head and said, "Do you know how difficult you used to be to please? You wouldn't sleep unless I carried you, and you always had to go to bed on time. When Mom went out, you would wail like a pig being slaughtered."

Luo Yan refused to admit it, innocently asking, "Where's the evidence?"

Luo Hong habitually said, "I have witnesses here."

Zhou Weifang immediately replied, "No."

Okay, I forgot he's no longer reliable.

Luo Hong rolled his eyes: "The rope, hurry up."

Zhou Weifang: "I only have hemp rope here. You can tie it around the child's neck later."

Luo Hong knew this wasn't a solution, and said helplessly, "Alright, I'll take Dongdong first, then I'll come pick you up."

The last few words were spoken to his younger sister.

Late at night, Luo Yan tried her best not to go home alone and obediently agreed.

But she felt that her brother seemed unusually worried today, looking back after every step he took.

Zhou Weifang noticed this too, and his heart skipped a beat, but he said with a normal expression, "I still have a car to repair, so there's no rush."

Luo Hong thought to himself, "Of course you're not in a hurry," and picked up his things to walk out.

The little girl leaned on Uncle Luo's shoulder, sweetly saying goodbye one second and falling asleep the next.

Luo Yan laughed: "You're so sleepy, yet you still say you don't want to go home."

After she finished speaking, she yawned, pulled up a chair and sat down, propping her chin up with her hand, her eyes half-closed, then suddenly snapped out of it: "You go about your business."

Zhou Weifang sat opposite her: "How about we discuss some questions?"

Luo Yan perked up at the mention of this, but still said:

"It's okay, if you don't want to learn today, just leave it aside for now, I'll come back in a couple of days."

Zhou Weifang has recovered and realized one thing: friendships aren't for life, but if he doesn't maintain a good image, he'll never get a chance to be friends.

Luo Yan actually saw a bit of "determination despite disability" in him, and unusually went overboard to ask, "Is there something you need today?"

Zhou Weifang smiled wryly: "Yes, I'm not in a good mood."

Everyone has emotions.

But Luo Yan wasn't good at comforting people. After asking the question, she herself got stuck, opening her mouth several times but unable to say anything.

Zhou Weifang knew her personality and was amused: "It's alright, the thought is what counts."

Luo Yan said in a serious tone, "I am genuinely sincere in wanting to help you solve your problems."

Zhou Weifang: "No one but you."

Hmm? It seems a bit irrelevant, but it doesn't matter. Luo Yan opened the book: "I'll just go over two pages with you today."

She crammed several key points into her two pages, and she hadn't finished explaining them by the time her brother came back.

Looking at his childhood friend now, Luo Hong couldn't read a trace of thirst for knowledge in his eyes. He began to wonder about the motivation behind his sudden start to study, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was truly a good matchmaker.

But then I thought, my sister isn't his Weaver Girl either.

Let alone his sister, even given Luo Hong's friendship with Zhou Weifang, he didn't think Zhou Weifang was suitable to be his brother-in-law. Admittedly, he was a good person and loyal, but those were the standards for being friends; marriage was another matter entirely.

But Luo Hong felt guilty for being so picky, and hesitated several times before finally holding back.

Luo Yan, with her back to her brother, was unaware of his presence, not even knowing when he had arrived. After finishing her story, she turned around and looked at him, saying in surprise, "You startled me."

Luo Hong tapped his watch to remind everyone, "Time to go home."

"Oh," Luo Yanteng stood up abruptly, and before leaving, she instructed, "Read this chapter a couple more times, sort it out, I'll test you next Sunday."

Don't come anymore, Luo Hong: "You have something to do next week."

Huh? Luo Yan: "What's the matter?"

Luo Hong grabbed her by the back of the neck: "You forgot, it's Mom's birthday."

"Oh right," Luo Yan said as her brother dragged her along. "Then I'll come back when I have time."

It was unavoidable, and Luo Hong didn't have many reasonable excuses, so he said, "Let the students catch their breath too."

Luo Yan said emphatically, "Learning is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind."

She's so educated; she can talk about anything.

Luo Hong tapped his sister on the forehead and turned around: "I'll bring you the chain after get off work tomorrow."

Zhou Weifang hummed in agreement, staring thoughtfully at the backs of the brother and sister. However, he had missed many things today and couldn't take care of them for a while, so he didn't rest until late at night.

In the middle of the night, Luo Yan was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that her brother was tossing and turning in bed, his memories drifting further and further away.

Luo Hong remembers having chickenpox when he was seven or eight years old. Because it was contagious, his family isolated him.

He was young and didn't understand, so he thought it was some serious illness. He entrusted Yanyan to his childhood friend through the window, saying, "I'm entrusting Yanyan to you from now on."

Was this a self-fulfilling prophecy? Luo Hong scratched his head in frustration, and could only console himself: "So many people have liked Yan Yan. Feelings come and go quickly. Maybe it's just a fleeting thing."

But he knew his childhood friend too well, and knew that he was a man who would never give up, and he could tell from his eyes that he had no intention of giving up at least today.

But what should he do if he didn't give up? Should he wait silently or seize an opportunity? Both possibilities gave Luo Hong a headache, and he made up his mind: No, he should let them see each other less in the future.

Luo Yan was unaware of her brother's dilemma between family and friendship. The next day at breakfast, she noticed his dark circles and asked, "How late were you reading your novel again?"

Luo Hong said mysteriously, "Life is more exciting than a novel."

"What nonsense!" Luo Yan put down her bowl and said, "I'm going to school."

My steps are light and carefree.

Luo Hong sighed, and his mother tapped the back of his hand: "What are you doing so early in the morning!"

Luo Hong: "Mom, let's celebrate your birthday properly this year."

Liu Yinfeng: "It's not a big birthday celebration, what's there to celebrate?"

In previous years, we didn't have a big celebration; at most, we would stew a pig's trotter for dinner.

Luo Hong: "Because your son has money to burn this year."

He had burned it, but Liu Yinfeng had no reason to refuse, saying, "Okay, let's go out for a meal then."

Luo Hong's younger sister has many classes, so she can only go to the car dealership on Sundays. He wanted to get through this week first, so he put down his bowl and said, "I'm going to work too."

Perhaps it was a mother's intuition, but Liu Yinfeng turned to her husband and asked, "Something must have happened to your son."

When his daughter-in-law is worried that the child might make a mistake, she always says "Your son, your son." Luo Xinmin: "He will talk about important things."

Liu Yinfeng muttered to herself, "I don't care to interfere."

He added, "If you're not going to work, you can wash the dishes. I'll go to the neighborhood office."

Luo Xinmin is very willing to do some housework within his ability, and he slowly gets to work after eating.

It wasn't that he was being lazy; it's just that he couldn't speed things up with just one hand.

When Liu Yinfeng returned from the street, she didn't even bother to check on the progress of the water pool in the yard; instead, she went inside to clean.

The couple went about their own business, and the whole day passed by like that.

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Author's Note: Starting tomorrow, I'll be updating twice a week. Let's go, go go go in August!!