Luo Wenyuan didn't like drinking, and since he had to drive Qingshan back, he only drank some juice at noon. After getting in the car, Luo Wenyuan leaned over, fastened Qingshan's seat belt, and drove away from the Luo family courtyard.
Qingshan narrowed her eyes and stared at Luo Wenyuan's deep-cut profile. Luo Wenyuan's face felt a little hot when she looked at him.
"Well, what are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking, your grandfather and Grandpa Zhou have a really good relationship."
"Well, they've known each other since they were less than ten years old. They've bickered all their lives, and their relationship is even better than that of real brothers. If Grandpa Zhou hadn't been with him these past few years, I don't know how lonely my grandfather would have been."
"Hmm? Lonely? Aren't your parents with him?"
The expression on Luo Wenyuan's face darkened, then returned to normal in an instant.
"My parents are dead."
"Uh... yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know. I made you sad..." Qingshan cursed himself in his heart for bringing up something that was irrelevant.
Luo Wenyuan smiled, raised his hand and touched Qingshan's head.
"When they passed away, I was less than a year old and had no memory of my parents, so I couldn't really say I was sad. But my grandfather was devastated. I rarely saw him smile until I was five. A few years later, my uncle also died, and my grandfather's hair turned completely white overnight."
Qingshan sighed in his heart, he could not believe that such a cheerful old man could have such a painful experience.
"I have an aunt, but she has always been in poor health. She lives in Angeles City with my uncle and cousin and rarely comes back."
Qingshan nodded. Luo Zhentian would be really lonely if Zhou Dabao didn't make trouble from time to time.
"Grandpa is old and can't stand any more blows, so you saved me, which is equivalent to saving both my life and my grandfather's. Thank you!"
"Ah, hi! Well, it's just a small favor. Why are you being so polite to me?"
Luo Wenyuan looked at Qingshan deeply and smiled: Well, it’s really unnecessary for you.
There was a traffic jam on the way back, so they stopped and started a lot. There was soothing music in the car, and the atmosphere was very warm. Luo Wenyuan was driving when his arm suddenly felt heavy. He looked down and saw Qingshan's head resting on his biceps, asleep.
Luo Wenyuan felt that the side of his body that Qingshan was leaning on was numb. He stared straight ahead stiffly, holding the steering wheel with one hand, afraid of waking her up. Luo Wenyuan drove the car to Shouda University with half of his body paralyzed, parked at the door, and turned off the engine.
Luo Wenyuan picked up his coat and gently placed it on Qingshan, carefully examining her sleeping face. When Qingshan was awake, her eyes sparkled, making her look quirky and clever. It was surprising how well-behaved and delicate she looked when asleep.
Luo Wenyuan chuckled, stretched out his left hand and gently clasped the back of Qingshan's head, running his four fingers through her smooth hair and rubbing his thumb across Qingshan's face. The cool and smooth touch made Luo Wenyuan reluctant to withdraw his hand, and he rubbed it gently twice more.
At this time, Qingshan didn't know what she was dreaming about. She mumbled a few inaudible words and moved her lips. Luo Wenyuan stared at her petal-like lips, his eyes gradually darkening.
He slowly leaned down, moving closer to Qingshan's face. Luo Wenyuan could already smell Qingshan's sweet fragrance mixed with the scent of herbs. If he got a little closer, he could taste those two soft lips. But Luo Wenyuan stopped, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, his eyes were much clearer.
Luo Wenyuan gently stroked Qingshan's lips with his fingers. The soft feeling was more intoxicating than he had imagined. He gritted his teeth in hatred, slowly straightened up, leaned back in the chair to calm himself down, and waited for Qingshan to wake up.
How come this little bastard is only fifteen? Why doesn’t he grow up quickly?
Qingshan had a good sleep in Luo Wenyuan's car and finally woke up, which made Luo Wenyuan suffer as he sat next to him for more than an hour, struggling with his conscience and desires.
Qingshan stretched himself, and seeing Luo Wenyuan's gloomy face, he thought he was angry that he had neglected him while sleeping. Qingshan was amused and raised his hand to scratch his chin, but he didn't expect Luo Wenyuan to grab it and hold it tightly in his hand.
"Tsk, I just woke up. I need to sit for a while before going out. Otherwise, I'll catch a cold easily."
Qingshan said "Oh" and sank back into the chair like a lazy cat. Luo Wenyuan squinted his eyes and played with Qingshan's little hand.
"Charge your phone and keep it with you so I can find you."
Qingshan pulled his hand back and rolled his eyes at him: This guy is addicted to touching my hands, how presumptuous!
"I see. I'm going back now. Don't come down here, or someone might see us and gossip about us."
After saying that, Qingshan got off the car and walked into the school. Luo Wenyuan looked at her cute back and felt angry:
Humph, I wish everyone could see me! You little bastard, you're such a worry!
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