love blind spot

Lu Qingyu left the shopping mall alone and walked aimlessly on the street.

The north wind was biting, her long hair was messed up, and her cheeks were sore from the wind, but Lu Qingyu seemed unconscious.

He kept thinking about all the problems between Lu Qingyan and Lin Zhuo these days, and he was the only one kept in the dark, and what was even more ridiculous was that he was still the person involved.

Lu Qingyu scolded herself for being stupid in her heart, but asked herself over and over again if she was really stupid?Hadn't he already noticed something was wrong between the two of them?Didn't he keep telling himself not to think too much?It was he who had been running away.

Lu Qingyan's various abnormalities during this period, watching him and Lin Zhuo hesitate to speak and avoid later, when he found out about his relationship with Lin Zhuo in the hospital, he was out of his mind, the strange question Lin Zhuo asked him, and the inexplicable birthday bless……

Lu Qingyu felt his headache was splitting, he tried hard to recall the answer he gave Lin Zhuo that day: If my sister insists on him, I am willing to fulfill her, whether she is happy or not is her own choice.

Lu Qingyu clenched her teeth, and the cold wind penetrated into her clothes, making her whole body feel chilly.

What was Lin Zhuo's reaction when he heard these words, he couldn't remember.

The vision in front of him was a little blurry. Lu Qingyu bumped into several people along the way. Seeing his pale face, a girl stepped forward to support him and said, "Are you okay, are you sick? Do you want to take you to the hospital?"

Lu Qingyu pushed her away without any grace, and said in a cold tone, "No need."

He didn't know where he was going, but he just wanted to stay away from Lu Qingyan and Lin Zhuo first.

He couldn't see Lu Qingyan's guilt and sadness, let alone Lin Zhuo's helplessness and sadness.

Lu Qingyu once wanted to sneer, whose fault is it?It wasn't Lu Qingyan, let alone Lin Zhuo, it was him, he shouldn't have said his birthday wish, God was angry, that's why he teased him like this.

The sky was getting dark, and it looked like it was going to snow. Lu Qingyu's long hair had been blown to messy, and the rubber band fell out of nowhere.

He felt so cold, his hands and feet were cold, and even his heart was cold, as if there was no blood sent there.

He walked into a convenience store at random. The clerk was probably frightened by him. After hesitating for a moment, he asked him, "Do you need any help?"

Lu Qingyu's fingers were stiff, and he took out his mobile phone from his pocket with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice, "One serving of Oden, pack whatever you want."

The fingerprint unlock was unsuccessful, and he jumped out of the interface for entering the password. Lu Qingyu stared at the screen for a while, but his brain, which was usually running fast, didn't tell him what the password was.

Fortunately, my frozen fingers were still useful, so I entered the password with my muscle memory, and it turned out to be Lin Zhuo's birthday.

Lu Qingyu took the oden and sat by the window, warming his hands with it.

He stared blankly at the passers-by on the street, and the phone started to ring. Lu Qingyu didn't dare to look at the caller's name, so he pressed the off button directly.

It was getting darker and darker, and he saw his own face on the reflective glass, and it turned into Lu Qingyan's again after a while.

What a resemblance, Lu Qingyu thought, he and Lu Qingyan really look alike.

Why does Lin Zhuo insist on him having long hair? Is it because he is more like the princess in Lin Zhuo's heart only if he has long hair.

Or, only in this way can he be more different from Lu Qingyan.

What does Lin Zhuo like about him, his face?But Lu Qingyan also has the same one, why doesn't he like Lu Qingyan.

It may also be because he likes Lin Zhuo too much, but because he likes Lin Zhuo too obviously, so he becomes an obstacle between the two.

Lu Qingyu squeezed the paper cup until it deformed, and the cold soup spilled on the back of his hand.

He came to his senses, it was impossible, Lin Zhuo had said that he liked him, loved him, that he would write Xiaoyu's Growth Story for him for the rest of his life, and that he would never forget to comb his hair.

As he said, it is inevitable that Lin Zhuo likes Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu raised her hand, and her fingertips touched the cold glass, but what should Lu Qingyan do?

His sister, the one who loves him the most, doesn't allow others to bully him, and cuts his hair short like a boy's.

She was the one who played with Lu Qingyu, the one who bullied Lu Qingyu occasionally, and the one who held Lu Qingyu in her arms and coaxed her.

Lu Qingyu's eyes gradually became moist, and the face on the glass turned into Lin Zhuo's again, and he said in Lu Qingyu's ear: Don't cry, tears are pearls.

Lu Qingyu was dazed, he slowly lowered his head, buried it in his arms, and suppressed the sore eye sockets.

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Zhou Xiuyun has been pacing back and forth in the living room. Lin Zhuo came back two hours ago, and found that Lu Qingyu was not at home, so he went out again, and only asked Zhou Xiuyun to wait at Lu's house.

Zhou Xiuyun didn't know if the two children had quarreled again, but Song Yulan and Lu Yuan were not there, and now Lu Qingyu couldn't find anyone, so she was very worried.

Hearing the sound of fingerprints being pressed outside the door, Zhou Xiuyun walked quickly to the door. Outside the door was Lu Qingyu, who was covered in cold and pale.

Zhou Xiuyun's heart trembled, and she quickly helped him into the room, "What's the matter, this is, slow down..."

Lu Qingyu was top-heavy and had no strength at all. Zhou Xiuyun helped him into the bedroom, "Xiao Yu? Xiao Yu?"

Lu Qingyu held on and said, "Aunt Zhou... I'm fine."

Zhou Xiuyun touched his face and said anxiously, "He said he was fine! His face is so pale!"

"Maybe... I have a fever..." Lu Qingyu said.

Zhou Xiuyun calmed down, called Lin Zhuo first, and told him that Lu Qingyu was back, then took off Lu Qingyu's coat, stuffed him under the quilt, and took out a thermometer to measure his temperature.

When Lin Zhuo rushed into the bedroom panting, Lu Qingyu had already taken medicine and fell asleep.

Zhou Xiuyun pushed him outside the door and scolded him in a low voice, but Lin Zhuo's eyes were stuck on the bed and he couldn't move them away.

Zhou Xiuyun sighed, "Go and accompany Xiaoyu, and call me if you need anything."

Lin Zhuo let out a "hmm", went to the bed and sat down.

After the temperature rose, Lu Qingyu's face turned from pale to flushed, and his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was troubled in his sleep.

Lin Zhuo felt a pain in his heart, worse than the wound just after the operation, as if someone had dug out a piece of flesh without anesthesia.

He reached out and touched Lu Qingyu's face, and Lu Qingyu subconsciously turned her head and rubbed against the palm of his hand.

He called softly: "Lin Zhuo..."

Lin Zhuo had a sore nose, choked up and said, "Xiaoyu, I'm here, can I call you?"

Lu Qingyu didn't answer him, but called again, "Lin Zhuo."

"...Little fish."

Tears slipped out of his eyes and dripped directly onto the quilt, Lin Zhuo bent down and hugged him tightly, "Baby, I'm so scared, I'm afraid you won't call me again..."

"It's a pearl..." Lu Qingyu said.

Lin Zhuo cried and asked, "What? What pearl?"

"You didn't tell me..." Lu Qingyu said again.

Lin Zhuo leaned on the pillow to kiss his chapped lips, tremblingly said: "Tell you what...does Lu Qingyan like me? I'm sorry..."

A tear slipped from the corner of Lu Qingyu's eye to her hair, "You didn't tell me... that person is you."

Lin Zhuo, I also have to rely on you.

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