Chapter 100: Identity Recognized
Maybe Meng Chuyuan knows a lot more, but she just hasn't discovered it yet.
Back in the house, Mother Lu trimmed the flowers she had just picked and put them in a vase.
While Meng Chuyuan was arranging flowers, she played with her phone for a while. When she saw the emoticons sent by Lu Qianling, she read them without replying.
Seeing that it was already dark outside, Meng Chuyuan was just about to send a message to Lu Jinsen, asking him if he was coming back for dinner.
Then, before she exited Lu Qianling's chat box, she received the picture she sent her.
After a while, Lu Qianling sent a text message: [Look at the person in the photo, does he look like someone who ran away from the hospital?]
On the other side, Lu Qianling secretly took photos and then walked towards Lu Jinsen.
"Second brother, what brings you here?"
Seeing that she was still smiling cheerfully, and didn't look like she had been wronged at school, Lu Jinsen thought he had been worrying too much.
After a while, Lu Jinsen said, "Haven't you eaten yet? What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."
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Meng Chuyuan first clicked on the photo and took a look, and found that the person in the photo looked a little familiar.
He appeared at the gate of Lu Qianling's school wearing a black mask, standing under a lamppost on the roadside, looking down at his mobile phone. Under the pale light, he looked a little lonely.
Mother Lu: "Looking at the handsome guy?"
She had just finished arranging the flowers. When she passed by Meng Chuyuan with a vase in her arms, she glanced at her mobile phone screen and found that it looked somewhat familiar.
"Who is this?" Mother Lu narrowed her eyes and moved closer to take a closer look.
Meng Chuyuan generously showed the phone to Lu's mother and said softly, "It was sent by Lu Qianling. I didn't know who it was."
Mother Lu reached out to enlarge the picture and looked at it for a long time.
Suddenly, Lu's mother pointed at the photo and said excitedly, "Isn't this the second child? I bought that coat he's wearing for his father's birthday. But his father didn't come home from work that day, so I got angry and gave it to him."
Meng Chuyuan: “…”
I couldn’t recognize my own son, and in the end I had to rely on a coat.
Mother Lu whispered to her, "Don't tell the second son about this clothes in private. He's been keeping them for years and can't bear to throw them away. Let him keep wearing them."
"Are you afraid that he will be unhappy if he knows?" Meng Chuyuan asked curiously.
Mother Lu shook her head frankly: "Not really, I was mainly worried that his father would be unhappy."
“…”
Mother Lu placed the vase on the dining table, then went to wash her hands and came back to eat.
Meng Chuyuan filled two bowls of rice and returned to the dining table to sit down. Only then did she notice the vase next to her.
"Mom, your flower arrangement is really beautiful."
She definitely didn't force the praise this time.
The placement of the flowers is proportional and staggered, and the distance between sparse and dense is well controlled. The flowers are arranged in order according to their color depth, and the overall effect looks quite high-end.
Mother Lu picked up her chopsticks and casually responded, "I arranged all the flowers in the house."
When she has nothing to do at home, she likes to cut flowers in the yard, put them in vases in the house, and place them in various corners for appreciation.
Meng Chuyuan was surprised when he heard this: "So you have been arranging these flowers all along? Why don't you teach me how to arrange flowers? I want to learn too."
She didn't pay much attention to the vase in the house, thinking it was made by the servants. It was not until today that Meng Chuyuan learned that Lu's mother also had the skill of flower arrangement.
Mother Lu said casually, "What's the big deal? I'll teach you someday."
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Lu Jinsen accompanied Lu Qianling for dinner and then took her back to school. Not only that, he also sat in a nearby beverage shop and waited for Lu Qianling to finish her evening self-study and go home together.
He ordered a glass of lemonade, sat by the window and kept playing with his mobile phone without taking off his mask.
Lu Jinsen was tall, and sitting on a small chair in the beverage shop, he was quite eye-catching.
Although he has never shown up in public, he exudes a strong masculinity, especially when you see that he is dressed decently and cleanly. At first glance, you can tell that he is not bad-looking.
Not long after, a girl from the next table came up and said, "Hello handsome guy, can you give me your WeChat?"
Lu Jinsen raised his head slightly and glanced at the girl next to him, then said coldly, "Sorry, I can't give it to you."
He always directly rejected such advances, and he did so before his debut.
Seeing the girl standing next to him and not leaving yet, Lu Jinsen felt so embarrassed.
He stood up, walked around the girl and left the drink shop.
Lu Jinsen stood at the school gate, his hands in his coat pockets, pacing back and forth on the side of the road.
It was a little chilly at night, and he felt every second was torture when he came out.
The security guard on duty saw him standing there, his neck hunched in the cold, and couldn't help but come out and call him, "Young man, do you want to come in and sit down? I have hot tea in this room."
I saw him in the evening when the security guards were changing shifts. A female student came out and had dinner with him nearby, and came back after a while.
I can't believe that almost an hour has passed and the man is still hanging around the door.
Lu Jinsen was stunned for a moment, suddenly not knowing how to respond.
The security guard thought he was just being embarrassed, so he walked over to him and said, "Aren't you cold wearing so little? Come sit with me for a while. I'm feeling bored too. Can you chat with me for a while?"
The security guard didn't think he was very old, probably in his early twenties at most.
"Thank you." Lu Jinsen thought about it and finally wavered.
He and the uncle came to the security room, and immediately a cup of hot tea was handed to him: "Have some, I just made it."
Lu Jinsen thanked the security guard again, but he just held the cup in his hand and didn't drink it.
The security guard lit a cigarette, sat on a chair, and started chatting with him: "Who is the female classmate you just went out with?"
"It's my sister. I'll wait for her to finish her class and go back together."
The security guard glanced at the wall clock and said, "It won't be too soon until the class is over. Have some hot tea, or it'll get cold."
Lu Jinsen hesitated for a long time before he took off his mask and took a sip of the tea in his hand.
He sat face to face with the security guard. The moment Lu Jinsen took off his mask, the security guard narrowed his eyes in confusion.
"You look familiar to me?"
“…” He lowered his head, holding the cup in both hands without saying a word.
"Are you the one who..." The security guard pondered for a long time, but couldn't remember. He took out his phone and looked at something. Then he said to Lu Jinsen, "That live broadcast that's been very popular recently, is that you, the young master?"
Lu Jinsen: “…”
After the security guard recognized his identity, Lu Jinsen stopped pretending and showed his face openly.
The security guard, holding a cigarette, smiled and said after seeing Lu Jinsen's true face, "Young Master, it really is you."
Lu Jinsen was silent for two or three seconds, then calmly introduced himself: "My name is Lu Jinsen."
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