Chapter 18
Lu Xun was standing in the shadows more than a meter away from her. Jiang Qiao couldn't see his expression clearly. She felt a little discouraged. Her high ponytail fell down. She said softly, "You ignore me again. It's always like this. How much do you hate me..."
The tail of the aggrieved voice was blown away by the wind and could not be heard clearly. Lu Xun walked out from the shadows, tilted his bicycle directly against the wall, and approached her.
The sudden sense of oppression made Jiang Qiao subconsciously want to step back, but the next second his arm was grabbed: "Why are you running?"
Lu Xun stared at her. His hands were strong, and there was a layer of calluses on his palms. They were dry and hot, and his five fingers sank into the white skin.
Jiang Qiao only felt pain and heat in the place where she was pinched. Her heartbeat quickened and she tried to push Lu Xun's hand away.
Lu Xun grabbed her other restless hand, her thin wrist, and completely restrained it. He lowered his head, his eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes: "You won't leave if you can't wait."
"You know I'm lying to you, but you're still waiting here?" He said, "If I don't come back overnight, will you wait here all night?"
"Jiang Qiao, do you have any sense of security?"
Jiang Qiao was stunned by his scolding. She had already been wronged, and now she was despised by the instigator. She had never been so aggrieved before: "Yes, I am stupid, I am foolish, and I have no sense of safety."
Her eyes gradually filled with tears, and she glared at Lu Xun: "No matter what I do, it's wrong in your eyes."
I worked hard to make a birthday gift and ran over to give it, but ended up getting rejected. All my sincerity was wasted.
Lu Xun just looked at her without saying anything. An unspeakable silence spread between the two of them.
After a while, Lu Xun loosened his grip on her wrist and said, "I didn't say that."
"That's what you mean!"
“……………………”
Jiang Qiao was about to say something when a "cooing" sound suddenly rang out in the quiet space.
Jiang Qiao: “……………………”
She froze, and when she noticed Lu Xun's gaze on her, her face turned red.
I was having fun playing pranks, but what the hell is going on when my stomach explodes?
Lu Xun reacted and frowned: "You didn't eat?"
"Hmm... humph." Jiang Qiao turned his head away in embarrassment.
Sitting on the small sofa in Lu Xun's house, Jiang Qiao was still a little confused, not understanding why Lu Xun had dragged her in.
This was her first time entering Lu Xun’s home. It was small and old, but very clean. This was her first impression.
After Jiang Qiaoan divided the items for a while, he started walking around, commenting that the refrigerator was too small, and that the TV needed to be replaced.
The paint on the wall is peeling, there are too few furniture, the room is too small, and the sound insulation is too poor...
Tired of talking, she held the glass of water Lu Xun poured for her and leaned at the kitchen door: "Hey, are you cooking for me?"
Lu Xun had his back to her, his figure was tall and slender, and he wore a simple grey short-sleeved shirt and black pants, which gave him a sense of aloofness and coolness.
Lu Xun didn't say anything, and Jiang Qiao wasn't angry either. Her temper came and went quickly. She was so angry that she was about to cry one second, but the next second she was showing off again: "By the way, let's go buy a cake together. How can we celebrate our birthday without a cake? Hey, take a look at this place, Lu Xun, take a look..."
Lu Xun held the steaming bowl, walked around her expressionlessly, and put it on the table: "Eat."
“Ohhhh.”
Lu Xun made the vegetable and egg noodles. The eggs were fried first, and the two golden eggs were placed on the noodles. The green rapeseed smelled fragrant.
Jiang Qiao swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt even hungrier. His appetite was aroused and he forgot about the cake and ate the noodles mouthful by mouthful with his head lowered.
After eating half of it, her hunger subsided a little, and she raised her head modestly. There was nothing in front of Lu Xun, so she asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"have eaten."
So, it was really made specifically for her.
Jiang Qiao paused while eating noodles and glanced at Lu Xun across from him.
Lu Xun lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the vocabulary book he had taken out from somewhere.
He has cold eyebrows, clean and sharp facial lines, a high nose bridge, and when he lowers his eyes, one can see his thick and long eyelashes. His lips, which are neither thin nor thick, are lightly pursed, and he looks a bit indifferent, as if he is keeping people at a distance.
The gaze from the other side was too hot to ignore. He didn't even raise his eyes, and opened his lips slightly: "Does it look good?"
She was so lost in thought that she was discovered by the person involved. Jiang Qiao blushed slightly, but she was not embarrassed at all. She said openly and clearly, "It looks good."
She never concealed her love for Lu Xun: "Lu Xun, you are so handsome."
Lu Xun did not feel the joy she had imagined after being praised. Instead, his face darkened: “You have watched it for two years and you are not tired of it?”
I just like his face... I haven't gotten tired of it yet...
The girl's youthful and proud voice seemed to still echo in his ears. Lu Xun's face was completely expressionless. He stood up and looked down at Jiang Qiao: "Let's go after we finish eating."
Not understanding why his expression suddenly changed, Jiang Qiao quickly finished the noodles in two or three mouthfuls, wiped his mouth carelessly, and then said, "No."
"Am I someone you can invite whenever you want or kick out whenever you want?"
Letting the wolf in the house, that's what it means.
She sat very still, afraid that Lu Xun would throw her out. She lay on the table without moving, glancing at Lu Xun with her round peach blossom eyes.
The two looked at each other in silence for a while.
Lu Xun took a deep breath and said expressionlessly: "Go wash the dishes."
Not letting her go?
Jiang Qiao was secretly delighted but appeared reluctant: "Okay..."
It was called a kitchen, but it was just a small partitioned space. Jiang Qiao put away the washed dishes and came out, but Lu Xun was nowhere to be found.
A little light shone through the crack of the door of the next room. She opened the door and went in. Lu Xun lowered his eyes and sat in front of the small desk. He had finished half of the test paper in front of him.
Jiang Qiao walked over gently, facing him half-leaning on the desk without any proper manners, and stretched out a hand in front of him, waving: "Hey, do you have to work so hard? Let's go out and celebrate your birthday."
Lu Xun glanced at her and then lowered his eyes.
Jiang Qiao raised his calf and touched his leg: "I'm talking to you."
Lu Xun: “No.”
"How can that be possible?" Jiang Qiao stood up straight and said, "I came here specially to celebrate your birthday."
Lu Xun stopped writing, picked up the book she had knocked over and put it away, his eyes lowered: "There is no cake shop nearby."
"Ah..." Jiang Qiao's face fell, but then he thought of something and perked up again: "It's okay, I'll ask someone else to buy it and send it to you."
She took out her phone and was about to send a message, but Lu Xun gently held her wrist and took the phone away and placed it on the desk: "Don't bother."
"It's no trouble. I can pay for the errands."
Looking at her serious expression, Lu Xun suddenly laughed softly: "I know you are rich."
Seeing him put the test paper into the book, Jiang Qiao asked him, "Are you not going to write it?"
Lu Xun said “hmm” and took a few steps. Seeing that the person behind him had not caught up, he stopped and turned sideways: “Aren’t you going to buy a cake?”
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