Liang Zhirou lowered her head and pondered for a while, then said, "Then I'll headbutt you."
"Then what?"
"Then hide somewhere you can't see me and cry..."
If even Chen Lu bullies her, then she'll have nowhere to turn to cry...
Chen Lu wanted to sigh and laugh at the same time, and finally reached out and pinched the girl's cheek.
"What a silly goose."
......
After dinner, Chen Lu started fiddling with the DSLR camera that Liang Zhirou had bought for him.
The more I look at it, the more I feel sorry for him. How can this silly guy buy himself such expensive things without even blinking?
"Are you in a bad mood?" Liang Zhirou sat down next to him and asked softly.
"No."
"You can't fool me about everything..."
As Liang Zhirou spoke, she let Chen Lu rest his head on her lap and gently stroked his cheek.
Chen Lu sighed deeply, "It's mainly disgusting. Some people are all smiles and laughter to your face, but they won't hesitate to stab you in the back."
"Your girlfriend doesn't."
The girl didn't quite understand what had happened, but she said softly, "I will always like you, really like you."
I not only like it on the surface, but I like it even more in my heart.
“I know.” Chen Lu suddenly sat up. “Bring the flowers over, I’ll take a picture of you. I haven’t used this DSLR camera yet, and the photo album you gave me isn’t full yet.”
Liang Zhirou obediently picked up the bouquet and stood in the living room looking at him.
"Zhirou, smile."
Chen Lu looked at the girl in the photo frame, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
This silly guy has changed so much since I first met him. He used to be too shy to even look at the camera.
Oh right, they can't even smile.
Upon hearing his words, the girl's lips curled into a cute smile, and she slowly raised one hand, making a scissor gesture.
"You're being silly," Chen Lu said with a laugh.
"I'm not stupid..."
The girl's pouting expression was captured on camera.
Looking at the photos, Chen Lu suddenly realized that what was awkward was only the pose; when a person is good-looking enough, these things simply become unimportant...
Liang Zhirou slowly moved closer to him and asked curiously, "You see me every day, so why do you keep taking pictures of me?"
She felt that the person in the photo was exactly the same as she was just a few seconds ago, with no difference from now.
"Of course, such a photo has no meaning at the moment it is taken; the meaning of a photo is given by time."
"Wait until we're seventy or eighty years old, then you'll understand."
Chen Lu put the camera aside and said softly, "When all my teeth have fallen out and I'm a decrepit old man, you can still look at the photos and reminisce about how handsome your boyfriend was when he was young."
“I don’t need to see the photos,” Liang Zhirou said softly, gently placing a kiss on Chen Lu’s cheek.
"I remember every single day."
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