What makes you think I will always like you?

Lin Miaomiao rolled her eyes at Chen Lu and said no more.

Chen Lu held his chin with one hand and said with anger and laughter: "Liang Zhirou, are you a Ox? Don't you know how to take a break?"

After hearing this, Liang Zhirou, who was still hesitating about how to say hello, breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, "I'm not tired."

He actually came up and taunted me. Now I didn’t have to think about how to say hello.

He and Lin Miaomiao could hold her arm directly, but Chen Lu is a boy...

Liang Zhirou lowered her head and thought, and at this moment a drop of sweat slipped from her delicate cheek and dripped onto her tall chest.

She wasn't lying. After seeing Chen Lu, she really didn't feel tired anymore.

"Aren't you tired?" Chen Lu complained.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lu noticed that Liang Zhirou's eyes were a little red.

He looked at Lin Miaomiao, who looked a little guilty, and became even more confused.

"What's wrong?" Chen Lu walked up to Liang Zhirou and leaned slightly to look at her eyes hidden under her hair.

Liang Zhirou wanted to take two steps back, but she felt that this would not be good for Chen Lu, so her brain froze in place before she could think.

I could only shake my head vigorously.

"No, it's okay." Liang Zhirou's voice was very soft, which made Chen Lu feel inexplicably sweet.

You don't look like you're okay...

But Chen Lu quickly thought of a way to deal with it. He asked with a straight face: "Aren't we friends? You didn't even tell me this?"

Then he sighed again, looking very disappointed, "Forget it, I was too pretentious, and I made the wrong payment after all."

Lin Miaomiao thought there was nothing she couldn't tell Chen Lu, so she just laughed and said, "Who are you?"

She deliberately repeated what Chen Lu had just said to her, very vindictive.

Liang Zhirou had never seen the scene of these two people having sex before, and her eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist. She did all the moves in one breath, and her tone became very urgent.

"Because...because I spent too much money on lunch..."

Halfway through her words, Chen Lu gently pushed her into a chair and sat down.

Lin Miaomiao took the fan she used for cosplay and started blowing her air.

This treatment made the girl feel a little overwhelmed for a while.

Liang Zhirou lowered her head and recited like a child who had made a mistake. The classmates in the drama club were not very xenophobic and insisted on dragging her along during lunch.

Because everyone knew that she was Lin Miaomiao's friend, she was afraid that eating white rice and shredded potatoes would make Lin Miaomiao look ugly, so she didn't buy the cheapest vegetables as usual.

Then, she inexplicably spent over 30 on lunch.

She was already carefully picking out the cheap ones to buy, but when she swiped her card, she was still shocked by the number on it.

Usually, even if I eat with my mother, the cost of each meal is no more than five yuan...

The money should be saved to treat my mother's illness...

She didn't dare to leave any of the food she bought, even if it made her want to vomit.

When someone from the drama club praised me for having a big appetite, I didn’t even know what to say.

Thinking about these things again, Liang Zhirou felt more and more like a bad person who used the money used for her mother's medical treatment to enjoy life, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Guilt filled the girl's heart, making her breathless.

Looking at Liang Zhirou, who was holding back tears, and Lin Miaomiao, whose eyes were also a little red, Chen Lu stood aside helplessly and scratched his hair.

"What a bunch of fools." Chen Lu said helplessly.

"Everyone has good intentions, it's all me..." Liang Zhirou retorted softly, feeling a little embarrassed after saying it.

She didn't feel good about being refuted, so she didn't want to refute others.

Especially Chen Lu.

Chen Lu glanced at her and said with a smile: "You are the stupidest one, and you are so kind-hearted. No one can surpass you in being a fool."

Liang Zhirou pursed her lips slightly in embarrassment and lowered her head even further.

But she didn't hate Chen Lu talking about her like this. Instead, she liked hearing his voice.

Especially when Chen Lu spoke with a chuckle, her heart felt warm when she heard that voice.

He was a little curious again, "Why didn't I see you crying when you invited me to dinner?"

"You are different."

Liang Zhirou lowered her head and crossed her hands, speaking very seriously.

This time, Chen Lu was defeated by a general and didn't know what to say. It was okay to treat me to such an expensive meal at that time, but why not eat it myself?

The corner of Chen Lu's mouth curled up inexplicably.

It’s a bit of an honor, even though in the end it was my own money that was spent.

After a while, seeing that Liang Zhirou's mood had calmed down a lot, and her annoyance was replaced by the shame of confessing her feelings in front of Chen Lu, Chen Lu turned his head and looked into the distance.

In the distance, the members of the drama club were still busy preparing, and a few people kept reading the scripts and discussing something together.

From time to time, students wearing sportswear ran past Chen Lu. Many people were attracted by Lin Miaomiao's dress when they ran past.

There is a stupid guy in a blue sportswear who has been running five or six laps. Every time he passes by, he looks at him. He is obviously going to be exhausted soon.

Neuropathy.

When I was a dog licker, I wasn't as abstract as you.

Chen Lu looked up at the sun hanging in the sky and narrowed his eyes in excitement.

The temperature in April and May is mainly unpredictable.

He patted Liang Zhirou on the head, glanced at Lin Miaomiao, and then walked towards the drama club members.

"Just rest, I'll go over and help."

Looking at Chen Lu's back, Liang Zhirou stood up quickly.

"I'll go as well."

Unexpectedly, Lin Miaomiao held her down again. Looking at Liang Zhirou's confused eyes and slightly frowning brows, Lin Miaomiao said with anger and laughter: "He is here to help for his friends in the student union. You can't help him if he wants to." superior."

Liang Zhirou's slightly frowned brows relaxed, and she blinked at Chen Lu, who was smiling and talking to people from the drama club.

Soon a small circle of people gathered around him, and those few people were talking and laughing. They didn't know what they were talking about.

Someone else handed the script to Chen Lu to read.

Completely different from himself who kept silent during lunch, Chen Lu seemed to be able to talk to everyone and others were willing to listen.

Even in a hot pot restaurant, I solved my problem with just a few words.

Amazing...

At this time, Chen Lu in the distance pointed here again for some reason, and Liang Zhirou quickly lowered her head when she saw this.

"Yes, that girl just suffered from hypoglycemia. You know better than me that Lin Miaomiao is unreliable." Chen Lu put down his hand pointing at Liang Zhirou and continued, "If she comes to help again in the future, just let her talk to Lin Miaomiao and then Just stay where it’s cool and that’s it.”

"No wonder he looks aggrieved."

One of the boys said clearly, obviously believing Chen Lu.

"It turns out that people with low blood sugar can eat very well." A girl who didn't look very smart nodded.

Chen Lu smiled and said, "I'll just tell my friends about the rest of the problem. Even if you lack some props or the costume school can't provide help, you don't need to pay for it at your own expense."

Everyone who heard this was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

Not all of the people here are freshmen. They all know that if it wasn't Chen Lu who came here, such a good thing might not happen to them.

After all, the question is ‘limited funds’.

"thank you so much!"

Chen Lu sighed helplessly, "If you want to thank me, just thank those two girls. They pushed me to death and they pushed me here."

Anyway, it was impossible for Chen Lu to have any interactions with this group of social terrorists from the drama club, so he simply gave the favor to Lin Miaomiao smoothly.

After struggling for a while, Chen Lu returned under the parasol.

He now roughly understands why Li Sinian likes hanging out in the student union so much, simply standing out as a dog-fighter.

Don't talk about this feeling, really don't talk about it.

It’s no joke that a university is a small society.

"Is it over?" Lin Miaomiao asked curiously.

Now she is sitting on the chair, and Liang Zhirou is leaning against her side and reciting English words.

In the second half of her freshman year, she was already preparing to take the CET-[-] exam.

Seeing Chen Lu coming back, Liang Zhirou also looked at him, took out a bottle of mineral water from her bag, and asked softly: "Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink water?"

She was usually reluctant to buy mineral water, but this bottle was distributed by the drama club.

"I don't like drinking water. Real men drink Pepsi." Chen Lu yawned lazily.

"Does anyone drink the toilet cleaner? Coca-Cola is the best in the world!" Lin Miaomiao expressed disdain.

After hearing this, Chen Lu lifted her up and sat on it. "Coca-Cola? Even dogs don't drink it."

Lin Miaomiao bit her lip angrily, "The dog won't drink? Then will you drink?"

Lin Miaomiao felt so depressed.

This Chen Lu was treated completely differently. She was sure that if Liang Zhirou was sitting in her place, he would definitely not compete for his position.

Seeing the two bickering, Liang Zhirou secretly smiled. This was the first time since she was a child that she felt like she was playing with a few friends.

Only two though.

But she was so happy that it made her wonder if she was dreaming.

After all, she has always been the one watching others gather and chat from a distance.

Laughter never belonged to her.

"Should I go over and help?" Liang Zhirou looked at the time and asked.

"No need." Chen Lu slumped on the chair and took her arm.

The girl's arm felt the same as that night. Although it was very thin, it was still soft, and Chen Lu couldn't help but squeeze it gently.

Although Chen Lu quickly let go, Liang Zhirou's face still looked like a little tomato.

She didn't understand, and said nervously: "But I, I'm here to help..."

Liang Zhirou felt that the part of her arm held by Chen Lu just now was even hotter than the burn she suffered at the time.

"We have already helped a lot, even if we rest here, they still have to thank us." Chen Lu was too lazy to say clearly, "If you have the time, why not fan me, your good friend also needs your help. "

Liang Zhirou groaned.

Soon.

Chen Lu, who squinted his eyes to rest, felt the cool breeze blowing continuously on his cheeks.

Looking sideways, Liang Zhirou was actually fanning him.

The girl seemed to think that Chen Lu wanted to sleep, so she controlled the force of the fan very carefully, and the wind from the fan was very light and gentle.

? ?

What kind of fairy day is this?