Chapter 106: 106 is nothing
Sure enough, Zhou Weifang showed up right on time the next day.
He remembered Luo Yan's class schedule clearly and knew that she would be dismissed at eleven o'clock, but after waiting for a while, she still didn't appear. He touched his lunchbox and said with disdain, "It's not convenient for you to heat up your food here."
Luo Hong's shop only had a small stove for boiling water, and it took a lot of effort to boil a pot of water. While working, he rolled his eyes and said, "My little temple can't hold you, please get lost."
Zhou Weifang clicked his tongue: "You have really bad manners."
Luo Yan overheard these words.
Her gaze shifted between the two boys, but she decided to pretend she hadn't heard anything. However, she remembered something: she had always indiscriminately defended her brother since childhood, and no matter who insulted him, she would awkwardly retort with a couple of seemingly fierce but actually harmless words, especially directed at Zhou Weifang.
But neither of them had ever been polite to the other; they were always equally bad at each other. So, after a while, Zhou Weifang got angry and felt it was unfair.
But his sister belonged to someone else, so he could only put up with it. One day, he had a fight with his two older sisters at home, and when he went outside, he saw Luo Yan standing up for her brother, cursing the whole world.
Luo Yan was terrified and shrank behind her brother, tears welling up in her eyes.
Zhou Weifang hated it when she cried. Before he could calm down, he said with a hint of anger, "Shut up, don't cry."
This angered Luo Hong, and the two of them started fighting for some reason. Luo Yan tried to pull them apart but failed and ended up falling on her backside.
She was dazed by the fall, only remembering that the two of them threatened to break off their friendship, but not long after, they were hanging out together again, arms around each other's shoulders.
Only Luo Yan was still indignant about her brother being beaten, and for a long time she refused to give Zhou Weifang a kind look.
But his sister wasn't his, so this trick didn't work on him. Instead, he felt he had a few days of peace and quiet and didn't even bother to look at people.
And what happened more than ten years later? Hmph.
Thinking of this, Luo Yan suddenly felt a sense of "great revenge" and was overjoyed.
Only the person involved knows the memory of that fleeting moment.
Zhou Weifang was a little confused when she laughed out loud, and said, "Looks like something good is going to happen today."
Luo Yan now looks at the sky and the ground but not at him, and doesn't respond at all, but she sits down and eats the food he bought without any formality.
Even Zhou Weifang was surprised, let alone Luo Hong, who knew his sister better than anyone else in the world. He washed his hands, sat down, and asked as if no one else was around, "Aren't you going to give her a little push?"
Luo Yan deliberately turned her head only towards her brother: "Why not eat when there's food to eat? He insisted on bringing it to me."
This was the most rude thing she could think of at that moment.
But this had no effect on Zhou Weifang. He only found the eight words "Hurry up and get angry, hurry up and get angry" written on her face even cuter. Afraid of displeasing her, he dared not laugh out loud and lowered his head to hide his expression.
Are you really upset? Luo Yan felt a little guilty, and unconsciously rubbed her hands together, as if she had done something wrong.
Luo Hong saw it clearly and stepped on his childhood friend's foot to signal him to look up.
Zhou Weifang had to take a deep breath to suppress his laughter, but a hint of it still lingered from the corners of his mouth and the corners of his eyes, so he didn't seem to be hurt.
Yes, he's shameless.
Luo Yan felt relieved, picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks, and focused all her attention on the bowl in front of her.
Zhou Weifang tried to talk to her several times, but the only responses he received were one of the three interjections: "um," "oh," or "ah," with almost no change in tone. It was as if she had "keeping people at arm's length" engraved on her forehead.
Luo Hong found it somewhat interesting.
He only knew that his sister had rejected many boys' advances, but he rarely looked into how she did it. Now he was surprised to find that she was indeed a grown woman, and he found it quite interesting. He even raised his eyebrows at his childhood friend, meaning: Keep going.
If you want to watch a show, go ahead. Zhou Weifang had already prepared himself mentally, but he still racked his brains to find topics to talk about. In the end, he only got a response with "I'm going to Fujian on Thursday".
Luo Yan asked with concern, "I heard that Uncle Hong and Sister Jianhong are planning to get married during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Will he be able to come back in time?"
Zhou Weifang: "We definitely have time for such a big event as getting married."
He then reminded him, "If you call Brother Hong 'Uncle,' then there's a generational difference between him and Jianhong."
Indeed, she had mistakenly addressed the newlyweds as two separate families. Realizing her rudeness, Luo Yan said, "I'll be more careful next time."
After answering that question, she refused to say anything more, seemingly indifferent to whatever the winds might blow. After finishing her meal, she pushed her bowl and chopsticks forward and started reading.
Of course, someone would do the work. Zhou Weifang cleaned the table and even served her fruit.
Luo Yan took a bite of the peach, swallowed it, and then nitpicked, "It's not crisp enough."
Zhou Weifang: "I'll buy a new one tomorrow."
Um……
Luo Yan's mind was a battleground between her own good qualities and her bad ideas, and finally she said imperiously, "It has to be super crispy."
Zhou Weifang readily agreed, behaving like a eunuch asking if he could give any further instructions.
Luo Yan felt quite embarrassed. She clenched her fists to encourage herself, thinking: I must not give up halfway.
So all Zhou Weifang saw was a cold face. Even when she was about to go to school, the woman deliberately snorted, flicked her braid, and left.
As soon as his sister left, Luo Hong shook his head helplessly: "She did it too deliberately."
Instead, it makes people not feel like they are being treated coldly.
Zhou Weifang thought so too, and even found her quite adorable. In a good mood, he asked his childhood friend to order: "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"
Luo Hong was about to go to his shop to help keep watch at night, and he didn't feel guilty at all, saying, "It's been a long time since I've had beef."
Zhou Weifang replied, "Eat in your dreams," and left with the empty lunchbox, but reappeared as it was getting dark.
No, even working hours aren't this punctual.
Luo Hong: "You're being a bit too attentive."
Zhou Weifang: "I'm going to Fujian right away, won't I have to make several trips?"
Fine, fine, do whatever you want.
Luo Hong couldn't control anyone anyway, but he hammered and pounded even harder.
When Luo Yan came home from school, she thought he had been there all afternoon.
Logically, she should have asked, but she restrained herself from opening her mouth and sat down to eat without saying a word.
Her eyes lit up the moment she took a bite.
Zhou Weifang, observing the situation, said, "It's a newly opened shop at No. 26 Dongsikou."
Luo Yan gave a haughty "hmm" and decided in her heart to take turns going to eat with her two best friends during summer vacation.
But then she realized that Dongsikou wasn't exactly close to Jiaotong University, and turned around inexplicably: "Brother, buy me this next time."
Luo Hong said irritably, "You think you're so great at ordering people around? Fine."
See, my brother will buy it too; it's not a difficult thing at all.
For the first time tonight, Luo Yan looked Zhou Weifang directly in the eye and even smiled.
She laughed, and Zhou Weifang laughed too: "Leave this precious opportunity to me, I'll go."
Luo Yan said, enunciating each word clearly: "Go somewhere cool and stay there."
Speaking of cooling off, Zhou Weifang fanned her and asked, "It's almost the hottest time of summer, aren't you all on holiday?"
This was exactly the question Luo Hong wanted to know, so he added, "I heard that the university is on holiday."
When her brother asked, Luo Yan had to answer, "I'm taking my last exam on the 20th."
That will take another half month. Luo Hong said, "You're almost turned into charcoal by now."
At this time of year, Luo Yan would already be on summer vacation.
She doesn't like going out much, and the few times she does, she deliberately chooses places with less sun. Her skin is so fair that it's obvious she hasn't experienced much hardship. But this year's weather is very unusual, like a giant steamer every day, making her feel scorched. But she stubbornly holds out her hand to show off: "I call this charcoal!"
The fist was about to hit Luo Hong's face when he dodged backward, saying, "Mmm, you're the whitest, you're the whitest."
Luo Yancai didn't need to be sincere; she just thought everything she heard was nice, especially with Zhou Weifang desperately trying to find words to praise her.
But the more he spoke, the slower he became, and he gradually ran out of good words, becoming increasingly hesitant and stuttering.
This is interesting. Luo Yan smiled and looked at him with her chin on her hand, while putting food into her mouth with her other hand.
Zhou Weifang racked his brains, but in the end he couldn't come up with anything else, and said with a wry smile, "I will definitely read more books when I get back."
Regardless of the reason, reading more books is always a good thing.
Luo Yan cheered him on, but then felt annoyed and stopped smiling altogether, wishing she could pull the corners of her mouth down a bit.
Zhou Weifang continued to try to talk to her about things, and if she spoke well, she would be "rewarded" with a short reply.
And yet, he seemed to be enjoying it immensely. This made Luo Hong want to tell his childhood friend to see a doctor, and then he noticed something was wrong with his sister too. After darting around with her eyes, she gave up thinking and picked up a large mouthful of beef, chewing away.
He seemed to be enjoying his meal, which infuriated Luo Yan, so she stomped on his foot.
Luo Hong gasped, "I'm your brother, not your enemy."
Luo Yan: "We're enemies now."
Luo Hong had no idea what he had done to offend her, but he didn't bother to ask, since his sister sometimes blamed him for mosquito bites.
In the end, he was indeed the guilty party, so he hurriedly shoveled down a couple more mouthfuls of rice and said, "I'm busy now."
Business seems to be good today. Luo Yan is both happy and unhappy: "You'll have a stomachache again next time."
Luo Hong tugged at his sister's braid: "I know, I know, eat slower next time."
Luo Yan scolded him for "treating kindness with contempt," and, still seething with anger, turned her head and said, "You're the same, don't take advantage of your youth..."
Knowing he had gone too far, he pursed his lips and remained silent.
Zhou Weifang obediently replied, "I will definitely drink less, fight less, and cause less trouble this time I go to Fujian."
Luo Yan couldn't hold back any longer: "No, it's just that there's not enough."
Zhou Weifang: "If I told you I absolutely wouldn't, I would definitely do it. But I don't know what might happen along the way, so I really can't guarantee it."
"Who asked him to give a guarantee?" Luo Yan muttered. "It's as if you haven't fooled me enough."
Zhou Weifang said awkwardly, "There were a few times before..."
Seeing her eyes widen, he changed his words to: "I have fooled you quite a few times, but that was when we were kids. I swear, I will never do that again."
Really? Luo Yan was skeptical, but then she thought for a moment and said, "Whether you're lying or not, it's none of my business."
Zhou Weifang feigned sympathy: "We're still friends, aren't we?"
How dare you say that? It's all his fault.
Luo Yan didn't have many friends to begin with, and she had only slightly included him in her circle. Now that things had turned out like this, she glanced at him and said, "Not anymore."
Well, it's a pity I didn't succeed in selling it, and now I'm not even considered a friend.
"It's a long road ahead," Zhou Weifang said, taking another step back. "Then, let's just treat him as someone we know?"
Luo Yan took a sip of water with the air of someone drinking, slowly wiped her mouth, and said with an air of authority, "I don't recognize you anymore." Then she turned and went to school.
The two brothers were left behind, one mercilessly mocking the other.
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A note from the author: The first day of September begins with procrastination.
My original plan was to update like crazy every day and finish the whole book during the summer vacation. But plans can't keep up with changes. I feel like I'll be writing until the Chinese New Year if this keeps up. Oh my god.
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