The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 1194
"Why didn't you say you had no money earlier?"

Luo Ji's face turned dark.

"Didn't I tell you?"

Lu Yan walked to the sofa and sat down, looking around the room.

Generally speaking, this is a very standard house for men.

Not particularly sloppy, but not clean and tidy either.

"Then why did you agree so smoothly when I said to help you find a rental house?"

The corner of Luo Ji's mouth twitched: "I can't pay the rent for you, can I?"

Lu Yan said, "I can sleep on the sofa."

For some reason, seeing Lu Yan's harmless appearance, Luo Ji was too embarrassed to drive him out.

By the way, Luo Ji can actually live in the school, there is a staff dormitory.

Only in order not to affect my lingering nightclubs, I chose to live outside the school.

So I just rented a house with one bedroom and one living room casually.

Luo Ji took a deep breath.

"Three days, you can only live for three days at most."

It wasn't because of Lu Yan's existence that it affected him to bring the woman back for the night.

In fact, he would never bring a woman back at all, even he himself, most of the time, slept in the hotel.

Lu Yan nodded casually.

Instead, he said, "I should give you something as a thank you."

"whispering sound."

Luo Ji curled his lips: "Come on, I don't want anything in return. You should quickly find a new place to live, and you can repay me."

Lu Yan thought about it for a while.

"I should know where that girl is."

"Who? Did you see that woman in the nightclub last night?"

Luo Ji sneered, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He lay relaxed on the rocking chair opposite the sofa, waved the hand holding the cigarette, and said, "No need, I'm not interested in her anymore."

"I remember that girl should be called Zhuang Yan."

"What Zhuang Yan, that woman's name is Helen."

Fortunately, someone came to investigate and deepened the impression, otherwise Luo Ji felt that he would definitely not be able to remember the woman's name.

"It's not that woman, Zhuang Yan is... well, the girl of your dreams."

Lu Yan thought for a while before deciding to use this word.

This is more accurate.

"Cough cough!"

Hearing the word dream lover, Luo Ji almost choked on the smoke.

He couldn't help showing a mocking look: "I didn't expect that you still believe in this kind of thing, the girl of my dreams, could it be that you have seen it?"

Lu Yan still had a kind smile on his face.

"I haven't seen her, but I know she is about 20 years old, about 1.6 meters tall, with a slender figure, and likes to wear more elegant clothes..."

When Lu Yan said this, Luo Ji sat up unconsciously, his fingers holding the cigarette froze in the air.

"...She was born in a family of high-level intellectuals and had little contact with the grassroots society. She graduated from the Central Academy of Fine Arts majoring in traditional Chinese painting. She should be looking for a job while taking the postgraduate entrance examination."

"Lu... Lu Yan! You..."

Luo Jiteng stood up from the rocking chair.

His face was flushed unnaturally, and his eyes flashed a complex look of disbelief and anticipation.

"Yes, that girl really exists, her name is Zhuang Yan."

Followed by Lu Yan's affirmative words.

Luo Ji felt that there was a thunderclap in his head out of thin air, and before he knew it, tears filled his eyes.

"Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan. Is that her name?"

Now he completely forgot to cover up his embarrassment in front of Lu Yan.

There is no previous cynical and indifferent temperament to everything.

Luo Ji became impatient. He rushed over and grabbed Lu Yan's arms tightly.

"She really exists? You know her? Do you know where she is? Tell me!"

Lu Yan just looked into Luo Ji's eyes quietly without saying a word.

The silent environment made Luo Ji recover a little bit of his sanity that had almost disappeared.

He took a deep breath, held it to the limit, and then let it out.

After repeating this cycle several times, the surging emotions finally calmed down a little.

But it was impossible for Luo Ji to forget about Zhuang Yan.

He looked at Lu Yan as if he was looking at a devil.

"How did you know?"

Luo Ji dared to swear to God, he never revealed what his imaginary perfect lover was like, how could Lu Yan know this?
The most important thing is that he has always believed that that girl does not exist in the world.

But Lu Yan threw out the girl's information so lightly.

Excited, excited, unbelievable, and even a little bit scary.

Luo Ji felt that he would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

"You also have such a girl, don't you? Zhuang Yan too?"

Luo Ji tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

This was the only explanation he could find.

Otherwise, with other supernatural explanations, his worldview might be shaken violently.

It's a pity that Lu Yan is too lazy to use lies to perfunctory.

He shook his head: "I'm telling you this, just as mortgage rent."

To be honest, it was really hard for Lu Yan to understand what was going on in Luo Ji's head.

The imagination is so rich that you can imagine a perfect lover to accompany you.

Luo Ji staggered back two steps, sat down on the coffee table without paying attention, and even knocked over the glass.

The violent mood swings made him feel slightly dizzy.

He paused for a while, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"I want to see her."

Luo Ji's voice was very soft, at most he could guarantee that Lu Yan could hear him, but he could see a shocking firmness in his eyes.

"I don't care how you know, and I don't care who you are."

"But I need you to take me to see her, Zhuang Yan."

"I want to see her with my own eyes, and go now!"

Luo Ji stared straight at Lu Yan: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Frankly speaking, with Luo Ji's current state, Lu Yan suspected that if he didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would dare to do something to him.

"Go now?"

Lu Yan glanced at the clock on the wall, 22:07.

"I guess I can't find this point."

He didn't mean to tease Luo Ji on purpose, after all, he really didn't have Zhuang Yan's contact information.

The only information I know is the university that Zhuang Yan attended: "Can you ask the school staff to directly check the student information for you?"

No matter how sensible a person is, there is always an extreme side.

For Luo Ji, Zhuang Yan was obviously the most secluded piece of pure land in his mind.

"Take my car and go there together. I don't want to delay for a second."

"Didn't you say that your number is limited today..."

Luo Ji didn't give Lu Yan a chance the whole time, so he dragged him outside.

(End of this chapter)