romeo and fourier

After the two lived together for about a month, Luo Ou's foot finally healed.

In order to celebrate his recovery, Luo Ou went to the city's vegetable market to buy a lot of lobsters after class.The name of this vegetable market is Queen Victoria Market, which is affectionately referred to as Queen Victoria Market by overseas students. Luo Ou actually has a psychological shadow on Queen Victoria Market, which dates back to the time when he first came to Melbourne.

At that time, he didn't have any friends, and he trembled wherever he went alone, for fear of embarrassing the great People's Republic of China, and he behaved very well in everything he did.Then one day, he heard that Wei Ma's food was the most complete and cheapest in Melbourne, so he drove his Lamborghini and parked at the entrance of the vegetable market, successfully attracting the attention of countless passers-by with black, white and yellow chocolate.

Then when he stood in front of a stall selling beef, the white lady opposite said casually: "How old are you?"

Luo Ou was very confused, and he stumbled back: "Twen, Twen, TwentyTwo!"

The eldest sister was taken aback by her casual attitude, stared at him for a while, and then burst out laughing.

Until Luo Ou bought two kilograms of beef and sat back in his Lamborghini, he didn't understand what the elder sister was laughing at.

Later, when I met Cheng Mo, he learned this part from Cheng Mo, and was very wronged. As a result, Cheng Mo was silent for five seconds, covered his face with his hands, and couldn't say a word.

"She's greeting you..."

"what?"

"She means Howeyou..."

"……what?"

"Australia's greeting is Howareyou! People call you Howareyou, you say you are TwentyTwo...fuck me, I'll embarrass you..."

Luo Ou suddenly collapsed: "She said Howold! It must be Howold!"

"Old, your brother-in-law, hurry up and practice listening for me!"

Luo Ou blushed with embarrassment. Since then, he has worked hard to watch American dramas, listen to the radio and watch videos every day, and finally exposed the dark history.However, there have been sequelae since then, whenever Luo Ou saw a living person, Luo Ou said this: "Hi! Howeyou!"

Howeyou for vegetables, Howeyou for meat, Howeyou for eggs... In short, after greeting the eight generations of ancestors in the whole vegetable market, Luo Ou finally returned with a full load and drove home happily.

However, halfway through the car, he suddenly slammed on the brakes and almost doubted his life.

In the middle of Federation Square, a glamorous girl with long hair fluttering and slim body is distributing leaflets in front of a temporary booth...

Thin single eyelid, slender eyelashes, straight nose bridge, light-colored lips slightly pursed... what the hell?Why are you so familiar?

Luo Ou immediately parked the car on the side of the road, ran over, and stood in front of "her".

Glamorous girl: "..."

Luo Ou: "..."

Luo Ou was embarrassed for a long time, coughed twice, and finally choked out a sentence: "You...why are you dressed like this?"

Fu Li also held back for a while before answering concisely: "Work."

Luo Ou stared at the two turbulent lumps under his neck, and murmured: "The chest...is pretty good..."

Fu Li hummed: "Two pumpkins, quite heavy."

"..." Luo Ou was speechless, so he could only pinch the flyer in his hand and said with an awkward smile, "Give me one?"

Fu Li didn't say much, let him take one away and then turned to greet others.

Luo Ou stared at "her" tall and graceful back, saw the corners of the pure white pleated skirt fluttering with a gust of wind, and felt a pain like...a broken egg.

The flyer in his hand was quite well designed, Luo Ou glanced at it depressedly, but was a little surprised—a museum flyer?

There was a lot of English, and Luo Ou picked out the ones he knew to read, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a sign in the lower left corner, and suddenly remembered something, and was immediately stunned: This museum is the only one in Melbourne that fully displays Chinese culture. It has never been exhibited to the public. It is said to be a museum, but it is more like a private collection, but this is not the reason why he was stunned.

"You said you found a part-time job in a museum, which is this museum?"

Luo Ou immediately ran towards Fu Li with a look of surprise on his face.Seeing his strange expression, Fu Li nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ou still couldn't bear to look directly at this "beauty", and tried his best to hold back a smile and say something: "You are working for me no matter what you look for, we are really destined by fate hahaha!"

Fu Li frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Here, look at this flyer." Luo Ou pointed to the lower left corner of the flyer, "Did you see the L logo?"

Seeing that Fu Li nodded, Luo Ou said proudly: "This is the logo of my great-grandfather's group company. This museum is his private property, and it is now under the name of me and my father."

When the words fell to the ground, Fu Li suddenly raised his head, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Luo Ou was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Fu Li's expression was very complicated, his eyes swept over his facial features bit by bit, not missing an inch from his forehead to his chin.Luo Ou was terrified by his stare, slightly avoided his sight, and said in embarrassment: "What's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me?"

Fu Li opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say a word: "Your great grandfather... is it Luo Jinzhi?"

"Huh? How do you know that?"

Fu Li's complexion suddenly turned pale, and in the next second, he suddenly raised his hand and firmly grabbed Luo Ou's arm.

Luo Ou has been with Fu Li for about a month, and he has long been used to his calm and ruthless face. Seeing that he was emotional at this moment, he was worried instead, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you? Do you know my great-grandpa?" ?”

Fu Li didn't speak, just lowered his head, fixed his eyes on the L logo, his eyes gradually became hot.

Luo Jin's...

He and Luo Yuting's adopted son, the child who was rescued by the two of them in the flames of war, has been with him for 20 years and is his only close relative for the rest of his life...

From youth to middle age, he watched that child grow up. In those endless lonely years, it was also because of him that he was able to survive those gloomy days, and finally gritted his teeth to support him, and waited until the day when his long-cherished wish was fulfilled. .

It was snowing heavily that day, when he swallowed his last breath, he faintly heard his jin'er calling him in a choked voice, he wanted to open his eyes to see that person for the last time, but after all, he was too tired to open his eyes any more. Open, in a blur, I only saw Luo Yuting waiting for him with open arms and smiling, he couldn't care about anything else, he just wanted to rush over to hug that person tightly, he remembered and regretted for 17 years, and then Can't wait for a quarter of an hour.

But he didn't know if he was punishing him. He thought that everything was finally over, but when he opened his eyes again, it was actually another long and empty life.

What is the meaning of living again?

The meaning of letting him wake up after 70 years and live again...

"Fu Li? What's the matter with you?"

Fu Li came back to his senses and saw the anxious and worried face of the young man in front of him.

How come I didn't realize that this person's face was clearly similar to that child's...

"Roo..."

Seeing that he finally had a reaction, Luo Ou nodded quickly: "That's right, it's me, what's wrong with you? Say something!"

Fu Li slowly came back to his senses, and suddenly his heart was surging. He wanted to bear it but couldn't help it. He slowly raised his hand, rubbed Luo Ou's head hard, and then smiled at him.

Luo Ou: "??? No, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Li shook his head, took another deep look at him, suppressed his excitement and smiled again and said, "It's okay, I'll finish work right away, and I'll cook something delicious for you when I get home."

"……what???"

Luo Ou felt a little weird.

Fu Li seldom smiles, and usually has a stern face and no expression, as if "the whole world owes IQ, when will I leave this mentally retarded planet" and has nothing to love.

But at this moment, this person is actually smiling all the time, still with such an amiable, gentle smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

So scared.

"Uh, are you okay?"

"Huh? It's okay." The beauty on the opposite side was still smiling, and even reached out to stroke his dog's head lightly, her gaze was like that of a kind old grandma, "Hey, wait for me for a while, it will be over soon."

Luo Ou: "..."

WTF? ? ?

Fu Li turned around and continued handing out leaflets, but his whole heart was as gentle as water, spring was warm and flowers were blooming, and there was only one sentence left in his head: God still treats me well, at least he left me a great-great-grandson...

That night, Luo Ou felt that goose bumps were about to pop up——

"Hey, don't move around, your feet are just right, I'll move this one."

"Is it delicious? If it's delicious, eat more...can you add another bowl of rice?"

"This quilt is too thin. I'll buy you a thicker one tomorrow."

"Come on, give me the dog leash, I'll walk it, don't tire you."

……

Luo Ou: "..."

WTF? ? !

After receiving the staring salute of love all night, Luo Ou finally couldn't help it, and summoned up the courage to ask, "Fu Li, you...are you planning to get a divorce recently?"

Fu Li: "..."

"Really? That's right?" Luo Ou suddenly became excited, went over and grabbed Fu Li's hand, and said excitedly: "Fu Li, I will treat you very well! I will move the sofa! I will cook the meal! I will buy the quilt! I will walk the dog! I will love you hard for the rest of my life!"

Fu Li was silent for several seconds, then withdrew his hand and glared at him.

This child...why is he thinking about incest all day long?For being so unkind, unrighteous, loyal and unfilial, I have to give him a good education, otherwise I will be too sorry for Jhin'er.

"Roo, sit down."

Luo Ou immediately sat down obediently, wagging his tail violently.

"You child, it's fine if you're not red, and I can bear a little yellow, but you can't be dyed with another layer of green, right?"

Luo Ou: "... Huh?"

"A married man, a man from someone else's family, no matter how good he is, can't have any thoughts. This is the benchmark of human nature, the bottom line of morality, do you know?"

Such earnest words... But I always feel that something is weird.

"For our own family, it's okay if you are a little bit of a bear. I don't care about you. You must never be so unruly when you leave the house. Do you understand?"

Luo Ou: "..."

Still feel weird.

Luo Ou wanted to refute, but felt that it was strange for him to open his mouth to refute. The atmosphere was awkward, and suddenly there was a ding, and a reminder popped up on Fu Li's phone.

Luo Ou quickly changed the subject: "Uh, your phone is ringing."

Fu Li didn't shy away from him, and clicked directly.It was a private message on Weibo. Luo Ou discovered the New World and immediately said, "You have Weibo? What is the account number? I follow you."

Fu Li clicked on it and said, "I don't have it. This is the museum's public Weibo. Let me take over it now..."

As he spoke, he opened the private message, but the next second...

"Fuck! Who the hell is this? Are you sick?"

On the private message interface, a huge Optimus cock is coming straight to you.

Fu Li: "..."

The other party may have seen that he had read it, and immediately sent seven or eight photos in a row with different angles and directions. The two old men watched another man's bird in 360 degrees without dead ends through the network cable. Luo Ou couldn't bear it anymore. Cursed angrily: "Pervert! Are you looking for death!"

That person finally stopped being a dick, and sent a line of words: "Beauty, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Fu Li: "..."

Luo Ou is sure that this is a pervert: "The one who managed this Weibo before was a girl?"

Fu Li was silent for a long time, then tapped on the screen sullenly, and Luo Ou saw the avatar of the museum's Weibo.

"...Why is your profile photo on the official Weibo... a photo of you in women's clothing?"

Not only the avatar, but the latest few Weibo posts have beautiful photos of Fu Li's long hair and white dress when he was promoting in the square these days.

Fu Li replied blankly: "The curator said I was too good-looking, and asked me to represent the beauty of the museum to attract more people to the exhibition."

"Fuck, you agree with that?"

"For the sake of organization, an appropriate sacrifice of hue is necessary."

"Sacrifice the fart! Give me the phone."

Luo Ou snatched Fuli's phone, and before he could react, he tore open his pants, snapped a picture with the camera, and then sent it directly, attaching a sentence: [Stupid, I'm not old half thick! 】

Fu Li: "..."

The author has something to say: Romeo: Fuck!Dare to hit my wife's idea!I will kill you!

Fourier: Well, this year's grandson can't do it, let's fork it out.