I'm trying to memorize this feeling and etch it into my dreams.
This time, it's okay, right...?
Time passed by, and the two chatted back and forth, asking and answering questions.
Liang Zhirou gradually became more talkative in front of Chen Lu.
"Hey, come to think of it, if Lin Miaomiao doesn't act or help out, then why does she keep coming here every day?"
Liang Zhirou yawned, her eyes and mouth forming an "O" shape, and said, "She is the vice president."
Chen Lu cleared his throat. "...Then it's nothing."
Thinking about it, it makes sense. Running around in cosplay costumes all the time, he's definitely a pillar among these social terrorists, so it's not surprising that he's a vice president.
The two chatted for a long time. Although Chen Lu's questions were all over the place and not very informative, Liang Zhirou answered them all very seriously.
There's an inexplicable feeling of peace and tranquility.
Half an hour later, Chen Lu woke up the drowsy Liang Zhirou and prepared to take her to her part-time job.
The two walked on the playground, their shadows stretching long.
Chen Lu felt a sharp pain in his arm, and this was after holding the fan for just over half an hour.
This idiot says he's not tired? He's kidding me...
Looking at the girl walking beside him, Chen Lu's feelings became increasingly complicated.
He was about to say something when he saw Lin Miaomiao walking towards him, glaring at him with annoyance.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Lu asked.
"You're still willing to wake up?" Lin Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him, and seeing this, she guessed what they were going to do. "You take her there, I'm going to the drama club next."
After saying that, she shouted again, "Remember to come and do the hard work when you have nothing to do! My Liang Zhirou can't just fan you for free, you have to pay her back! She should be taking a nap."
Hearing this made Chen Lu feel even more ashamed. He thought to himself that he needed a word more offensive than "birth" to scold himself.
He's a grown man, and he gets so uncomfortable just holding up his arm and fanning himself for half an hour. I really don't know how Liang Zhirou managed to keep going.
They're so silly, they still don't know when to stop.
If I sell her then, will she thank me and count the money for me?
......
After seeing Liang Zhirou off, Chen Lu returned to his dormitory with a cup of fruit tea.
This was a gift from the manager of that hot pot restaurant.
Chen Luzhen was surprised that the other party actually remembered her.
Moreover, ever since the store manager discovered that he was there to deliver Liang Zhirou, his gaze has become very strange.
Chen Lu slowly walked up behind Jiang Chao, who was playing a game on his phone.
Jiang Chao has already achieved a brilliant record of 0-8-2 with Han Xin.
The chat window had already begun displaying friendly greetings towards him.
"Boss, are these teammates calling you an idiot?" Chen Lu asked sarcastically, taking a sip of fruit tea.
"They're cursing 'Yukino is my wife,' what does that have to do with me, Jiang Chao?"
"...You can do it."
"Chen Lu, hand me the fruit knife, I'll cut a watermelon for you. I just bought it this afternoon, damn it, watermelons are still expensive this season."
Just as Chen Lu picked up the knife, the door slowly opened.
Li Sinian glanced at Chen Lu, who was holding a knife and staring at him, and then pressed his back against the door.
Seeing Chen Lu smile as he twirled the knife in his hand, Li Sinian stretched out his trembling right hand and adjusted his glasses.
"Brother Lu... I really didn't know. Who would have thought that the Dance Society would ask Mo Yuqing for help? I only found out about this because you told me."
Chen Lu held the tip of the knife and handed it to Jiang Chao, smiling, "Of course I believe you. The main thing is, I don't want my two roommates to get into graduate school."
Seeing the knife in Jiang Chao's hand, Li Sinian suddenly shouted, "Boss! That bastard Chen Lu went on another secret rendezvous with that girl from the hot pot restaurant this afternoon!"
...
at night.
Chen Lu lay on the bed with his laptop, watching a video of Mo Yuqing performing on stage during her freshman year of college.
The girl on stage was dressed in a bright and beautiful outfit, and her movements were graceful and charming. With her nimble dance steps, her long black hair flew up and down.
Even though everyone else around her was also very beautiful, their brilliance was still completely overshadowed by her.
She is the true protagonist.
From the moment she stepped onto the stage, everyone's attention was destined to be focused solely on her.
From that moment on, she became a celebrity at school, far more famous than she had been in high school.
In her closing remarks, she thanked many people in the club, including Liu Yan, who had only been cheering her on from beginning to end.
However, he did not mention himself who had been busy with all of this.
I was exhausted, like a dog, and didn't even get a word of thanks.
The person who recorded this video with a smile at the time probably never imagined that all their efforts would ultimately be in vain.
It's just self-indulgence; he could even act opposite Batman.
With a wry laugh, he threw the video into the recycle bin.
Along with his memories and nostalgia for the past, delete and shred them.
After putting away his computer, Chen Lu stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.
Buzzing.
Chen Lu picked up his phone and glanced at the message.
Liang Zhirou: Miaomiao said you'll definitely come again tomorrow, is that true?
Chen Lu: It depends on whether you go or not.
So he spent another half a day looking at the text being typed.
Liang Zhirou: Then, could you come earlier in the morning?
Chen Lu blinked curiously, deciding to tease this silly girl, scare her away, and then get a good night's sleep.
Chen Lu: You want to see me that much?
This time it took a full ten minutes to start typing.
Chen Lu's eyelids were drooping rapidly, and he was almost asleep when his phone finally rang again.
Liang Zhirou: Hmm.
The girl took ten minutes to type this one word.
Chen Lu looked at the message, rubbed his eyes, and the message was still there.
This city now has one more person suffering from insomnia.
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