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After Lin Xiaoyuan heard Du Chengyi said that he was with Lao Luo, he was not surprised at all, and continued to eat his sandwich in the warm sunshine of California.

In the video, he dyed his hair dark brown, with a cool stud earring on his left ear, paired with his aggressive single phoenix eyes, and his crazy expression of I am the invincible uncle, really wild and Youth—the whole body reveals a smell of wild dogs bursting with hormones.

"Did you do it?"

Dudu choked on the saliva: "Ahem... just... together."

Lin Xiaoyuan rolled her eyes one after another: "That's why I didn't do it. Hey, I'm curious, according to the progress of the two of you, do you have to follow the steps of pursuing, confessing, holding hands, and kissing step by step? I used to I don't think Uncle Luo is such a person, he's quite a bohemian man, why are things on the bed so boring, he...?"

Lin Xiaoyuan suddenly thought of something, widened her eyes and turned half a circle in front of the camera, tilted her head and silently tortured Dudu: "Isn't it?"

"No!" The child jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

What's going on, when Lao Luo's group of friends got together two days ago, several people also reacted like this.

Luo Zijun announced to the public that when they were together, they would eat, drink and play cards on their own, so Xu Wenyuan and Lao Qi kindly distributed two big red envelopes in their small group, naming them for the children.

The amount is frighteningly large.

When the child opened it, he almost knelt down and kowtowed to sell himself.

On the contrary, Luo Zijun seemed to have expected it, without raising his eyelids: "Take it, they only have money."

Xu Zhiyuan was scratching his head in the bathroom, posing and arranging his hair, and said at the same time, "So much talk, is the money for you? It's for your children to make up their bodies. They don't go out in winter and stay at home every day. Look at you. A male dog with a waist and a child can take it?"

Luo Zijun and Dudu were a little embarrassed by saying a word.

The child touched his nose and ran to the kitchen to pour water.

This silence can be seen.

Xu Zhiyuan found the source of happiness at once, rushed to the living room with small steps, excitedly pulled Xu Wenyuan and asked: "He, he, he, can't he?"

"??????"

Luo Zijun glared at him.

Xu Wenyuan patted the beauty's hand, sent him ten big red envelopes in a row, and coaxed him away to play.

Xu Chen slept with Li Liang who had just finished the tour, without raising his head.Nian Chaoyun pretended to be playing cards with his relatives, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Luo Zijun closed his eyes, feeling that his fame for the rest of his life would be ruined.

The child lingered in the kitchen for a long time, brought out a cup of hot tea, and added solemnly: "Uncle Luo can! I...help him, cough, it takes a long time every time..."

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Boss Nian finally couldn't hold it back, and burst into a "puchi" laugh, even the corners of Lao Qi's mouth secretly bent, and Xu Zhiyuan even rolled on the sofa with his stomach in his arms.

Luo Zijun felt pain from his forehead to the corners of his eyes, and he looked at the child sadly: "Honey, you don't need to talk."

Here, Du Chengyi was still in a daze, Lin Xiaoyuan suddenly sighed again, and said a little enviously: "Just kidding, in fact, I am quite envious of you, I have always been envious."

The child bit the spoon and shook it: "You are not going well?"

"I can't tell. Forget about the New Year's Eve, I'll tell you later. I will accompany Young Master Zhuang to the hospital in a while."

"he is sick?"

"It's not him." Lin Xiaoyuan swallowed the sandwich in two or three mouthfuls, raised her hand and the bag turned into a beautiful arc, and fell into the trash can on the side of the road accurately: "It's his own sister, who has a bad heart since she was a child. I went to the United States because of illness, and the doctor said it would be difficult to live past 20."

Zhuang Shihuai seemed to have never mentioned this matter to them.

No wonder Zhuang Shihuai was anxious for that prescription.

The child ran to the door of the study thoughtfully. He wanted to knock on the door, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he turned half a circle and was about to leave.

In the study, Lao Luo shouted: "Come in."

The child poked half of his head in carefully: "Won't I bother you?"

Luo Zijun leaned back in the chair, took off his glasses, and waved to Dudu.The child flew over like a bird, hugged his Uncle Luo and kissed him for a long time.

"what happened?"

"Can we find out the prescription earlier?"

Dudu told him the ins and outs, Luo Zijun hugged him and kept silent for a while: "I can be sure now that even if you dig three feet into the ground, it will be difficult to dig it out with ordinary skills, but you can try. "

Luo Zijun still had something to say and he didn't go on, but the arms holding him were overstretched and closed.The child suddenly understood.

Teacher Luo didn't make any moves because he was afraid.Teacher Luo, who is not afraid of anything, is afraid.

As he said before, he was afraid that he would be taken away, that the current self would disappear, those unknown and uncontrollable things, those things that must be done, and take this baby away from him.

So I dare not touch him again, dare not dig a step further.

The child was suddenly sad and distressed.

He jumped out of Lao Luo's arms, ran back to his room, and found a light blue diary from the drawer—this was included with the picture book set of "Guess How Much I Love You".

He ran back to Lao Luo again, nestled in front of him, hid in his arms and let him surround himself completely.

The diary comes with a password, the four-digit number is very simple, it is Lao Luo's birthday.

"If, I mean, if one day I am not me, you can show that person this book, and I will record our stories in it, and I will definitely remember it after reading it, and I will try my best to come back to you .”

The diary has been written for several years. From the crooked lines at the beginning, which were replaced by pinyin, with pictures and texts, to the tidy and eloquent long-winded essays recently, some pages in the middle have been turned over, and the eraser has not erased the mistakes.

The children carefully flipped through the pages one by one, as if time had suddenly gone back more than ten years, and I missed it a little.

Suddenly he felt a little chill on the top of his head, and touched the water stains on his hands.The child looked up and saw a tearful Luo Zijun.

He drew his arms together again and again, as if he wanted to rub the child into his own flesh and bones: "Fart, no matter where you disappear, I will catch you back from heaven to earth."

Teacher Luo cursed again.

Again and again swearing.

But the kid loved the swearing so much that he couldn't see his brows and eyes when he smiled. He hooked Luo Zijun with his backhand and pressed Luo Zijun's neck down.

"Kiss," he said.

Stars fell in Luo Zijun's eyes, and his tenderness was full of unresolved affection.

"Okay, dear."

After the 31st year, those friends went abroad for vacation, and the disappearing daily life disappeared. Teacher Luo decided to take the child back to his hometown again.

The town promoted cultural reform this year, and many previously unknown museums, popular science museums, and former residences of celebrities have begun to publicize and open up, attracting a large number of people.

There is also a temple that was not very popular in the past, but there was a long queue this year.

The two big trees at the entrance are covered with various red ribbons, small wooden signs and wishing signs.

The child looked at it curiously for a long time, and it was amazing that most of them were written by parents to help their children take academic exams.Of course, there are also a small number of wishes for good health and peace.

In short, it is a very trivial and plain wish.

Seeing his high spirits, Luo Zijun asked him, "Do you want to write?"

The child pursed his lips and smiled: "No, I'm quite satisfied now, and I don't have any wishes."

The winter sun shone on his head, and with this smile, Luo Zijun was a little dizzy.

He took the child by the hand and quietly led him to the door of a side room in the small courtyard.

There was a faint voice of chanting scriptures upstairs.

"In fact, I've always disliked the sound of chanting sutras. It's uncomfortable to hear, and I feel sick all over my body. But when I was a child, my parents always brought me here, and I haven't been here for almost fifteen or sixteen years."

The child responded, but he didn't say anything. In fact, he was also feeling uncomfortable, flustered and depressed, and wanted to rush out the door.

The door opened, and a kindly old man ushered them into the house.

Luo Zijun was very respectful and called him "Master", but the man was not wearing a monastery robe, but just an ordinary old man in winter. He was not surprised to see Luo Zijun at all, made a pot of tea for them, and only said: "Come back gone?"

Luo Zijun responded, sat down in the room, and said with a smile: "Is your old man safe?"

The old man waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just like that when you get older."

Lao Luo turned his head and explained to the child: "My parents often brought me here when I was young. I don't like to stay in the front yard and just sneak here to play alone."

The old man was silent.

"Master, when I was a child, said that I had an obsession to get rid of before my relationship was over, and then said that I was hit by a fierce spirit, and then I couldn't get it together if I wanted it for the rest of my life. Otherwise, wouldn't it be harmful if I found a partner who was fierce."

He looked at the child and smiled as he said this.

The child was inexplicably in awe of the old man, fearing that Luo Zijun's words would completely offend others, so he quietly kicked him under the table.

Unexpectedly, the master was not annoyed, he poured tea on his own, while looking at the child,

This glance made the child feel terrified.

In the end, the old man didn't say much, and only replied Luo Zijun with two words: "It's God's will."