Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

A good dish was served one after another, and the aroma was overflowing. Just smelling the smell made people's index fingers wide open.

Seeing the child getting more and more proficient, An Luo thought to himself, if the child was allowed to learn how to cook and become a chef, he would be great in the future.

The dishes are ready, and the three sit down.There is a strong fragrance in the air.

The child seems to be very happy and cheerful, even walking with a happy smile, it looks really cute.

Lin Yu has been very cramped since before. It can be seen that he wants to help but dare not speak up. After serving the table, his face is buried in the bowl, and he neither eats nor talks. And low self-esteem.

An Luo Wan'er, picked up the chopsticks and put the dish into his bowl.Lin Yu looked at him awkwardly, and nodded his thanks.An Luo looked at him and smiled softly, but didn't speak.

The other party blushed, buried his face in the bowl again, and looked at An Luo quietly.

The lighting in the living room is a warm color, which looks warm and peaceful.An Luo was wearing a light white shirt, with soft, broken hair hanging on her temples, and her pretty phoenix eyes had a slight smile, not too strong, but it was impossible to ignore.

It makes people feel that this is a very gentle boy who is not easy to get in touch with.

The child glared at Lin Yu gloomily, looked at his own bowl, and immediately felt wronged. He pushed the bowl towards An Luo, and looked at him tearfully, feeling very wronged.

He murmured: "Luoluo..."

An Luo was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, looking at the child's aggrieved and depressed face, she was amused.

He picked up one of his favorite braised prawns for the child. The child was overjoyed, and he smirked at An Luo, with joy in his eyes.

An Luo rubbed his hair and smiled lightly.

Watching the interaction between the two, Lin Yu lowered his head, envy flashed in his eyes, and then became extremely gloomy.Looking at the dishes in the bowl, my nose got sore, so I just held the chopsticks and didn't move.

An Luo naturally paid attention to his actions, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Today's children are much more mature than before, and their minds are no less than adults, but they are still just children anyway, and they don't know how to hide.

He swallowed the food in his mouth slowly, and said involuntarily: "Xiaochen's cooking skills are good, if you like, you can come over anytime in the future."

Lin Yu was taken aback for a moment, and realized that he was talking to himself. He immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, and poked his fingers nervously: "Thank you...big brother..."

An Luo just laughed lightly, as if she didn't care, this sentence was just said casually, but it seemed to be very serious, a shallow smile, but hard to approach.

Lin Yu quietly looked at An Luo. For some reason, from the moment he saw him by the elevator, he felt that this person must be a very, very good person.

The child looked at An Luo, frowned with a smile, and happily bit the prawn, it was delicious, really delicious.

A meal, very happy to eat.

The child rolled lazily on the sofa while touching his round belly.The little face was full of happiness and satisfaction, he hiccupped and smiled happily.

Lin Yu next to him was sitting upright, and he relaxed a lot after the meal, and he no longer seemed so restrained.Occasionally look at the child and smile happily.

It is different from the hearty and clear laughter of children, but slightly immature and shy.

Such pure and clear laughter echoed in the room over and over again, with a kind of indescribable tranquility and beauty.

"Tick..."

The doorbell rang suddenly, An Luo cleared the table and went to open the door.

Seeing from the cat's eyes that it was the man in the morning, An Luo looked back at Lin Yu who was sitting on the sofa, and opened the door with her lips pursed.

An Luo had previously said that Lin Yu was at Lin Yu's house in the message machine in front of Lin Yu's house, so he was not surprised that the man came to look for him.

The man was still the same as in the morning, his face was extremely pale, his beautiful but lifeless eyes looked at An Luo, and he nodded slightly.

"Hello, please take care of Xiaoyu."

His voice was a little lifeless, without any emotional ups and downs, a bit like the voice of a ghost in a ghost movie, but it was not harsh, on the contrary, it made people feel pleasant.

An Luo smiled faintly and stepped aside: "Where, Xiaoyu is very good, come in and sit down."

"Excuse me." The man bowed slightly and entered the room.

He seemed to walk silently, slowly but with a bit of grace.

Lin Yu looked up and saw that it was a man, and immediately rushed over, buried himself in the man's lap and sobbed, without speaking, his crying was suppressed, and he did not cry out.

The little child is so sensible, but it makes people feel distressed faintly.

The man just looked at him quietly, with a calm face, as if it had nothing to do with him, but there was a little more anger in those eyes, and he reached out to stroke Lin Yu's head.

"Father... I'm sorry... woo." Lin Yu sobbed softly, his hands tightly grasping the corner of the man's clothes.

"It's okay, as long as you come back..." The man slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were soft, which was quite different from the previous lifeless appearance.

The child walked over slowly, with a curious expression on his face, he stopped beside An Luo, and stretched out his hand to hold An Luo's big hand.

Then he took a step forward and looked at Lin Yu quietly. His long eyelashes opened and closed with his eyes, his white, tender and flushed face was full of seriousness, his big eyes were bright and dark, like calm waves.

He blinked, and said softly, "Don't cry..."

Lin Yu sobbed and looked at him, with a dazed expression, blinking his big watery eyes.

The child immediately blinked at him, and then smiled silly.

Lin Yu didn't understand why the kid was smiling at him, but he couldn't help wiping away his tears and laughed too.

Between children, it is not something adults can understand.

The man also looked at the child, and then at An Luo. His pale skin made him look very unhealthy. He smiled slightly at the new neighbor who had only met twice: "Thank you for today."

An Luo looked at the man, smiled faintly, and did not speak.

The man led Lin Yu back to his home, and the room was restored to other tranquility. The child hugged An Luo tightly, nestled in his arms and read a book, and the heat from his breath hit An Luo's hands, making it itchy.

It was a little weird at first, but I got used to it after a while.An Luo looked at the child's fluffy head and shook her head helplessly.

He flipped through the book in his hand, and said calmly, "Xiaochen is still a child."

Blinking, the child looked up at him suspiciously, with a small mouth pouted and curious.

An Luo didn't look at him, but continued to read the paper books, her tone was flat: "Only children are unwilling to go to kindergarten. Adults like older children who are sensible."

The child stared at him blankly and blinked: "Like it?"

"Ah."

The child lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, stupidly, after a long while, he looked at An Luo again with reluctance, and muttered, "Xiao Chen is an older child... going to kindergarten..."

An Luo put down the book, raised her eyebrows faintly: "Really?"

"Yeah!" The child nodded vigorously, with a childish seriousness on his face.

An Luo smiled, couldn't help but rubbed his hair, and said with a smile: "Then let's go get ready now."

The child shook his head, and refused to sit up no matter what he said, An Luo's efforts were fruitless, so he had to let him go.

"Favorite network~"

The child happily smacked his face, leaving a face full of saliva, and then rubbed against his warm embrace, yawning lazily.

like the most?

An Luo was taken aback, looking at the child's blushing earlobes, then shook her head helplessly.

The kid seemed to be clinging to him even more than before.

The next day when I took the child out, I happened to meet Lin Yu and his son. Lin Yu was carrying a small backpack, and he was supposed to be going to kindergarten...

An Luo spoke first: "Mr. Lin is going to send Xiaoyu to kindergarten?"

The man nodded, his face still pale, and he said slowly, "Well, you can just call me Lin Jin."

An Luo nodded, and the four of them entered the elevator together.It turned out that Lin Yu went to Jiangping Kindergarten, just like a child, but Lin Yu had been in Jiangping Kindergarten for half a month.

An Luo was not very clear about the admission procedures, so Lin Jin happened to be there, so they went through it together.

Lin Jin is a nice person, but he doesn't seem to like crowds very much, and has mild autism.

However, I was able to chat with An Luo for a few words, and when it came to hobbies, An Luo was taken aback.

He frowned slightly and said, "Are you a cover singer?"

Although An Luo didn't know much about the Internet, there were quite a few cover singers in the troupe, so she knew a little bit.

Lin Jin nodded: "Because I usually have nothing to do at home except take care of Xiaoyu, so I sing on the Internet." Lin Yu blushed and whispered, "I like Dad singing."

Lin Jin rubbed his hair. He sorted out the materials in his hands. His pale fingers had an artistic feeling.

He glanced at An Luo, who was standing quietly, but it was impossible to ignore: "You too?"

Hearing this, An Luo paused and then shook her head lightly: "No, I'm cv."

Lin Jin groaned and looked ahead.

"The recent online distribution circle is very popular."

After the formalities were completed, the two brought their children into the classroom. There were many children here.

Lively, introverted, domineering, full of joyful atmosphere among children.

The crisp laughter like a bell filled the corners, making the corners of the lips curl up irresistibly.

The child seemed very curious, and his cute appearance attracted a lot of attention.

After communicating with the teacher, An Luo and Lin Jin were going back.

An Luo looked at the pitiful child who was tugging at the hem of his clothes, and smiled lightly, "Study hard, I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

The child nodded humbly, wrapped his arms around An Luo's neck reluctantly, and buried his head in his arms.

Lin Jin watched from the side, with a moment of complexity in his eyes and then returned to calm, lifeless.

After leaving Jiangping Kindergarten, the two slowly returned to the apartment.

Lin Jin opened the door, turned around and looked at An Luo who was opening the door: "If you don't mind, come to my house for a cup of tea."

An Luo stopped, shrugged and smiled: "That's bothering you."

The two went in and Lin Jin turned on the light, and the room was brightly lit.

The size of this room is about the same as that of Anluo's, and the layout is similar, but it looks very messy, not the kind of chaos at first glance, but a feeling from the bottom of my heart.

The furniture is all in warm tones, but it makes people feel very depressed.Lin Jin said to An Luo, please sit down and go into the kitchen to make tea. His movements were very elegant, as if he was not making tea at this moment but drawing a work of art.

There are very few people who know this ancient culture now, and only those in the upper class pay attention to it.

After brewing, An Luo drank a cup, it was delicious and slightly bitter.

An Luo smiled and said, "Your tea is delicious."

He looked at An Luo, shaking the teacup in his hand in a daze.

"This tea is called Buddha Iron. It is a rare tea. There are not many people who like it. I didn't like it before, but now I think it's very good."

This was the first time he had spoken such a long word with An Luo.

An Luo shrugged and smiled, "Everyone has different tastes."

"Too."

An Luo's eyes moved to the computer in the corner: "Is that the computer you work on?"

Lin Jin nodded and said, "But I rarely use it."

He went over to turn on the computer, followed by An Luo, and a webpage called 'Jinse Huanian Zone' gradually appeared on the screen.

There are 190 seven songs displayed on the screen.

An Luo sighed, "You are really amazing."

The other party hummed, not polite at all.He looked at An Luo and smiled rarely: "Have you heard of it?"

An Luo shook her head: "I'm new to online distribution, so I don't know much about it."

The other party nodded, as if he didn't care whether An Luo had heard his song or not, he swiped the mouse and asked, "What's your ID?"

An Luo chuckled, looking at the song titles on the screen with roughly the same style, a slightly cold voice sounded softly.

"Qingluo."