Chapter 31: How about Quit Smoking Ambassador? Luo Shu Baby?
Weekend meal.
Hou Sisi brought back a 10-yuan package of three dishes and a soup from the cafeteria. As soon as she entered the dormitory, she heard Gu Jiaqian saying goodbye repeatedly on the other end of the phone.
Putting down the lunch box: "Is it Luo Shu's call?"
"Yeah." Gu Jiaqian slurped a mouthful of her duck blood and vermicelli soup takeout and wolfed it down. "Tell her to pick up the package for me."
Hou Sisi adjusted her glasses, which had slipped down her nose, and leaned back in her chair. "Is she coming back from her date?"
"No, he said he went to the movies."
Opening the packaging of her disposable chopsticks, Hou Sisi picked up a half-cooked potato, which tasted like chewing wax. Glancing at the cosmetics scattered about the table near the door, she casually said, "You should have known about her and Fang Qingzhuo's affair a long time ago, right? You managed to stay with her and hide it for so long."
Gu Jiaqian swallowed halfway through and turned to her. "No, I only found out the other day when I was browsing the forums and saw all the talk about them being together."
Hou Sisi immediately revealed her hesitation, saying, "I'm sorry. I thought Luo Shu was hiding her relationship with Fang Qingzhuo from everyone, so she would at least tell you a little bit."
"Really?" Gu Jiaqian was so anxious that she put down her chopsticks and almost raised three fingers to pray for heaven's mercy. "She didn't say a word to me."
"Isn't that strange? It's not something shameful."
"Sisi, what do you want to say?"
Hou Sisi glanced around the empty dormitory and hesitated for a long time: "I just think it's normal that she doesn't want to share these things with me, but you are different. After all, you and her have the best relationship in the dormitory." Gu Jiaqian scratched her head and recalled that night when the forum was in an uproar. In the dormitory, the truth-seeking team led by her dragged Luo Shu out of the bed for interrogation.
Are they really in love? Or is it with Fang Qingzhuo? The one from the Computer Science Institute, the one with the family that owns the mine, the tall, long-legged, and incredibly good-looking Fang Qingzhuo?
After getting approval, all the abnormalities were explained. She said that Luo Shu had been acting strangely recently. Not only was she smiling foolishly while holding her phone, but she also came home late every night. However, the target was Fang Qingzhuo, and she couldn't recover from it the whole night.
I was shocked and sighed from the bottom of my heart. Her sister is really amazing. If she doesn't talk about it, it's fine. But once she talks about it, she can easily reveal something amazing.
She waved her hand dismissively: "Hasn't Luo Shu already explained it? She didn't dare to confess to us because she was not very stable at the beginning."
"Can……"
Suddenly, a sneer came from above her head, interrupting Hou Sisi's next words. Turning around, Xia Yimo was sitting on the climbing frame between the two beds with her legs crossed, swinging her feet.
"You're beating around the bush. You just want to say that Luo Shu doesn't consider you two friends and is deliberately having a relationship behind your back. What's the matter? She's your subordinate or she works for you, so she has to report everything to you. If you're really jealous, just find someone else instead of gossiping about her behind your back."
"I didn't." Hou Sisi denied with her neck stiff. "Xia Yimo, you are slandering me. I wish Luo Shu a boyfriend, so how could I be jealous?"
"Whether you have it or not, you know it in your heart." Xia Yimo ignored it, walked down and sat leisurely in front of the mirror to comb her hair, "Anyway, it's really hard to be friends with someone like you."
Hou Sisi was so angry at being slandered by such harsh words that her eyes instantly filled with tears: "Where did I say that..."
"Isn't that what you mean? You're so petty and you're trying to get others to do the same."
Hou Sisi stammered "I, I, I" for a long time, but ended up running out of the door in shame and anger, wiping her tears.
Gu Jiaqian failed to persuade the other party and pointed the finger at the instigator: "Xia Yimo, why do you always pick on Sisi? Didn't you see she was crying? She's so resentful. Was she dumped by your rich second-generation boyfriend?"
"I'm targeting her?" Xia Yimo casually threw away the air cushion comb, stood up and questioned her, "Tell me, when has she not deserved to be targeted? She works part-time and goes out early and comes back late. She either doesn't turn off the alarm clock or walks around and bumps into things, disturbing people's sleep. She makes everyone suffer with her. I also pay for her accommodation. In the hot summer, I often get up in the middle of the night to turn off the air conditioner to save money. I don't even have to move out."
Instead of fighting for the steamed buns, Gu Jiaqian took a deep breath and said, "Don't you always blow-dry your hair for half an hour? What did we say?"
"Have I ever blow-dried my hair at 6 or 7 in the morning or after lights out? If you have any complaints about me taking too long, feel free to raise them. Do you think you only know how to eat duck blood and vermicelli soup? Let me tell you, it's not about shedding a few tears. Just because you cry doesn't mean you're right. Finally, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my boyfriend and I are doing fine. Even if we had a fight, it's not your place to make irresponsible remarks."
Her convincing words left Gu Jiaqian speechless. After being defeated step by step, she tremblingly said, "You will cry one day," and then dove into the soup of fans, out of sight and out of mind.
The female dormitory was filled with smoke, while Luo Shu, the fuse, was in love. After watching the movie, it was still early and they went for a walk in the nearby park. He left in high spirits and came back with a sad face.
Before Fang Qingzhuo asked her what was wrong, the person involved started complaining first.
"Fang Qingzhuo, do I think you're easy to bully?"
Fang Qingzhuo said seriously: "Who bullied you?"
"The uncle who sells sugar-roasted chestnuts." She picked up the bag of chestnuts indignantly.
"..." Fang Qingzhuo lowered his guard, held her hands to warm them, and then took the bag of chestnuts. "How did he bully you?"
"There were a lot of people there just now, so I went to join in the fun. Then I saw a lonely old man guarding a roasted chestnut cart that no one patronized. He said he wouldn't charge if the food wasn't good, and the price was not expensive, 20 yuan per pound. I thought I would be kind enough to help him with his business. But here's the problem. We had agreed to try a pound first, but when it came time to pay, he asked me to scan a code and it was 58 yuan, a full 58 yuan."
In fact, she was talking in a jumbled mess, like a computer, but Fang Qingzhuo ignored her. His attention was focused on her colorful and vivid expressions and the constant movement of her red lips. His Adam's apple kept sliding up and down. "What's next?"
"Of course I argued for my rights."
"How do you argue your case specifically?" he asked with interest.
"I'm being very firm." Luo Shu took two steps back and gestured at the air, recreating the scene and playing two roles. "Uncle, didn't we just agree to order one pound? Why did you ask me to order 58?"
The next moment he acted like a hard-of-hearing old man again, "Ah? What did you say, girl? Another pound?"
Finally, Silky left the show and returned to the actor's original feeling of grievance: "Tell me, does he think I'm a sucker and easy to bully?"
After a few seconds of silence, Fang Qingzhuo laughed unkindly, as if he was watching a Spring Festival Gala skit or crosstalk. No, the Spring Festival Gala skits were not as interesting as her. At first, just the corners of his mouth trembled, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud, and his shoulders trembled.
"Is this funny?" This action was immediately strongly condemned by Luo Shu. How could he not share the same hatred with her, but instead make fun of his own people?
She grabbed Fang Qingzhuo's elbow, which was bent outward, and shook it twice. "Stop laughing! I'll let you judge for yourself."
"Well, it's indeed that old man's fault. How could he bully a kid? No wonder there's no one at his stall." Not sure if he was tired of laughing or was forced to restrain himself temporarily due to the tyranny, Fang Qingzhuo slid down to his knees quickly, with a smile in his eyes that had not yet faded.
"Shall we still eat?" He gestured by shaking the paper bag.
"Eat, why not."
It happened that the cell phone rang. After taking a look at the caller's information, Luo Shu walked straight to a swing to answer the call.
"Baby Luo Shu, when will you come back?" Gu Jiaqian's tearful voice came out of the receiver. Luo Shu subconsciously moved the phone from her right ear to her left ear.
Fang Qingzhuo sat quietly on the swing to her right, peeling chestnuts considerately while listening to her chatter on the phone, repeating the whole process from how he took advantage of her sympathy to how he cheated her out of 58 yuan.
Night falls unknowingly and street lights come on one by one.
The call ended a while after she finished peeling the chestnuts. Luo Shu wasn't idle either, swinging slowly back and forth on the swing, muttering to herself about the times she'd been ripped off since arriving in Shenzhen to attend university.
The phone in his pocket kept vibrating with an incoming call. Fang Qingzhuo pretended not to hear, tilting his neck and following her chattering closely with his eyes. He seemed to be wondering if she was tired. She was wandering around and out of his sight. He felt a little bored and wanted to reach out and touch Luo Shu's head, but then he forced her to stop and look at him, and only look at him.
But she pulled back before it even touched her. Never mind, her bangs were so precious, and messing up her hair would cause a scene.
But I couldn't help but ask, "Do you have ADHD?"
Luo Shu was swinging happily and seemed not to hear clearly, and her feet slowly braked to the ground.
"What did you say?"
In the past, Fang Qingzhuo would have been too lazy to repeat himself, but Luo Shu quietly broke many of his rules. He asked again, perhaps out of genuine curiosity: "Do you have ADHD?"
This time, it was real, and she took in every word. Luo Shu frowned and looked back, wondering if he was scolding her. The other person had a serious face, like a student with a strong desire for knowledge. Oh, he was a student. She didn't answer but asked, "Are you telling a joke?"
Fang Qingzhuo rarely refrained from attacking with a sarcastic tone: "No, I'm just suspicious. Look at you, you're always forgetful. You even lost my lighter. You have trouble concentrating and are easily distracted while watching movies. If you really have it, it's not too late to get treatment now."
Luo Shu suspected that her hearing was impaired. Was he secretly calling her sick? No, he was stating it directly: "Even if I wasn't paying attention during the movie, did it affect your viewing experience? And the lighter? Didn't I compensate you with a bunch of various other things?"
How could it not affect him? He didn't sleep during the movie today, but the constant glances at him were seriously interfering with his focus on the plot. He couldn't remember the plot after leaving the theater, only what she did in his peripheral vision. As for the lighter, that was even more interesting. He curled his lips and said, "How dare you say that? I've used those weird lighters to light cigarettes so many times that my friends laughed at me. Because of this, I've reduced my daily intake from half a pack to three or four."
Of course, there were a few decent ones that were taken away by Zhuang Heshun.
"After all, that pile of junk is only worth a hundred bucks at most. How can its price be compared with DuPont?" It is said that Fang Qingzhuo has capitalist genes running in his blood and will stick to careful budgeting to the end.
Taking a step back opens up a new world, but Luo Shu taking a step back is like taking a step off a cliff. Fang Qingzhuo's words were too hurtful. She clutched the swing chain, unable to bear it any longer, and jumped up, standing in front of him with her hands on her hips.
"I wanted to buy you the same model, but it's a lighter from a few years ago, and it's from the co-branded series that's no longer on sale. And, what do you mean by weird? I spent a lot of time choosing each one. Are you the reincarnation of Grandet to be so fussy? Besides, wouldn't it be better if you smoked less? Maybe you could live a few more years."
She finished speaking in one breath, and the further she spoke, the more upset she became, with her chest rising and falling. As the two of them were standing and sitting, she was visually much taller than him, and Fang Qingzhuo had to look up at her.
With a pure and lustful face, her almond-shaped eyes wide open to glare at people. She has no momentum at all except that she is angry at herself. She looks stubborn and has red eyes. Doesn't she know how much more attention she will attract?
Luo Shu, keeping her chest puffed out and her stomach in, didn't dare to relax, waiting for him to beg for mercy and apologize, but Fang Qingzhuo was distracted in front of her, as if he didn't take her seriously at all. She didn't have the audacity to act without thinking and punched him twice on the shoulder: "Fang Qingzhuo, are you even listening to me?"
After being hit, Fang Qingzhuo instantly woke up, but was disgusted by herself the next second, because the first reaction in her mind was not that she really had the heart to push him, but a very disgusting old saying came out: "Slapping is love, scolding is care."
He suppressed his discomfort and refused to communicate with those eyes: "I heard it."
He subconsciously avoided the action, but Luo Shu saw it as a blatant provocation. So she was determined to resist and stared at him persistently. Every time he moved his eyes, she followed closely. "Then why don't you give a direct answer?"
Fang Qingzhuo had nowhere to hide, so he simply gave up hiding and imitated her way of speaking to jokingly retort her: "If you smoke too much, we need to intervene. If you don't answer, we need to intervene. Are you the reincarnation of the housekeeper? Should I give you a Quit Smoking Ambassador Award as an encouragement or something?"
"You..." Luo Shu was speechless, and then she threw the can down: "Okay, you say I'm the housekeeper, right? Then I will take care of your smoking, drinking, and perming your hair. I will take care of you for the rest of your life, not just this life, but also your next life, and the life after that."
Every time she mentioned the next life, she would poke him hard in the chest.
The speaker was careless, but the listener took it seriously. Fang Qingzhuo felt that he could no longer turn back on this path, unable to extricate himself. Whether he allowed himself to sink deeper and deeper, or whether he was greedy and wanted more than he could swallow, he only cared about the person in front of him.
He suddenly unhooked the slender white finger pressing on his heart, and with the force pulling, Luo Shu leaned forward and threw herself into the softest corner of his heart in an ambiguous posture with her thighs between her legs.
"A lifetime promise like this is too fake. Start eating with me tomorrow, and each meal will be one less cigarette."
From tit-for-tat to now leaning on each other, Luo Shu was caught off guard, and her previous arrogance suddenly lost its support: "..."
"Is that okay? Baby Luo Shu?" Fang Qingzhuo tightened his grip around her waist.
This name made Luo Shu's ears burn with anger.
"You eavesdropped on my phone calls."
"You haven't agreed yet? Okay?" He reminded her with a smile, and then rubbed her with the inside of his thigh.
It was a strange feeling of dislocation; she was clearly superior, yet he was the one who had the upper hand. But one thing was undeniable: looking down at Fang Qingzhuo made one feel pity.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, she hooked her arm around Fang Qingzhuo's neck, touched the smooth ends of his hair at the back of his head that didn't prick his hair at all, and nodded solemnly: "Then you should quit smoking."
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The author has something to say: Really, every time I write about baby Luo Shu, I am overwhelmed by her cuteness!!!
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