He doesn't want to make green tea

Zhang Yu didn't know this girl, but Ren Xingwang mentioned it.

At that time, Zhang Yu and Luo Wei had not been in contact for a long time. Ren Xingwang felt that he liked Luo Wei and gave him an analogy: "There was a very good girl before, she was beautiful, and her family was rich. I heard from my mother that I have been chasing Luo Wei for four years. , to no avail."

"The two are still ordinary friends now."

At that time, Ren Xingwang wanted Zhang Yu to experience the hardships. Zhang Yu was disturbed on the surface, but he didn't care about it in his heart.

It takes four years to be friends, which sounds like a long time to others, but to Zhang Yu, it is a permanent income.

As long as he pesters Lowe for a while every day and every year, it is equivalent to his annual income of 250 million.

Make sure you don't lose.

At that time, Ren Xingwang didn't know the small calculation in his heart.

At that time, Zhang Yu didn't know that one day the girl Ren Xingwang said would find him.

Lin Min was quite tall, and she was indeed beautiful and rich as Ren Xingwang said. She stood quietly nearby, looking at Zhang Yu who was eating.

Zhang Yu was a little uncomfortable being watched, so he had to slow down the spoon a little, and saw Lin Min and the people around him say:

"Is this the guy? Lowe likes him?"

"Pretty trash." The people around her commented accurately and flatly.

Lin Min is a little older than Luo Wei. She is a sophomore this year. Her family is well-off and she is very independent. She can get a scholarship every year, and she can already help the family with business at a young age.

She had investigated Zhang Yu before she came, and her grades were poor. She lived in the house of her father's second-married stepmother, and was kicked out later. She now lives next door to Luo Wei. like him.

Based on Lin Min's understanding of Luo Wei, Luo Wei would not like such a vase, and would be very impatient with people who put on airs.

"Forget it, let's go back." Lin Min didn't want to embarrass Zhang Yu too much. Originally, he just wanted to see what was unique about Zhang Yu. Now that he knew that the rumors were false, there was no need to stay any longer.

However, she always likes good-looking people. Before leaving, she took a few more glances at Zhang Yu, and the more she looked at it, the more beautiful she felt. She also likes to draw. She is not an artist. Lin Min likes to draw beauties, and then collect them. If not The timing and position were inappropriate, and she wanted to draw Zhang Yu too.

Before she could go out, she saw Ren Xingwang, who had left to cook, approaching Zhang Yu, and the voices of the two talking reached her ears:

"Zhang Yu, I want to eat your cooking again. Look at what you eat in the cafeteria every day. The food at my house is not good either."

"I haven't eaten your dishes for a long time since I knew that Luo Wei eats cereal in the morning. Aren't we also good friends?"

Lin Min stopped, and Ren Xingwang was uninterested in pawing at the food on the plate: "I think Luo Wei only eats oatmeal because he can't cook. If you bring him food now, he can't wait..."

"I think he's been a little out of his mind recently, and I don't know what's the matter. He doesn't even eat with us."

Zhang Yujing picked up a chopstick of beans. Although he cooks delicious food, he is not picky at all: "He may be in the rebellious period."

Ren Xingwang: "How old are you still rebellious?"

If it's just other rumors that Zhang Yu has a relationship with Luo Wei, it's not very credible. The difference is that Ren Xingwang is Luo Wei's only friend at school, and all the news about Luo Wei from this person is true. credibility.

Zhang Yu sounded very patient: "Then I'll make it for you on weekends."

She turned her head again and glanced at the two people who were still talking. With this pair of eyes, the chicken wings in Ren Xingwang's mouth fell to the table.

"Lin Min?"

He looked at Zhang Yu, then at the group of girls: "Are you looking for Luo Wei?"

The girl shook her head: "Just take a look."

Having said that, Ren Xingshi still saw them together.

Zhang Yu originally made lunch for Luo Wei, but he didn't see anyone at home, but he was not in a hurry. He sat on the sofa and played games all night. When he was drowsy, Ren Xingwang knocked on the door of his house and put Both boxes of bento were taken away.

Lin Min brought a lot of childhood playmates. Although Luo Wei didn't know these people very well, they would still come out to get together every now and then. He didn't receive a call from Ren Xingwang until he had finished his meal.

"Boss, have you eaten? Zhang Yu made a bento. It's delicious and exquisite."

Luo Wei was in a bit of a mess, and he couldn't communicate clearly what he said, so he could only hear Ren Xingwang continue to complain: "Zhang Yu made lunch for the whole night, you are not at home, I think he is waiting in the house with a lunch box, He cares too much about you, if you don't eat, the bento will be thrown away again."

Luo Wei heard this sentence clearly, and just came to his mouth: I finished eating.Did not say it.

Because it was on the way, Ren Xingwang soon delivered the food. Several people were outside, preparing to race a few laps, smoking, talking, all waiting for Ren Xingwang.

It was only when Ren Xingwang entered the race track that he realized that there were so many people, most of whom he could not get in touch with normally, and these people were waiting for him, for Zhang Yu's lunch box.

Ren Xingwang was inexplicably embarrassed, and explained:

"I didn't know there were so many, boss."

He gave the things to Luo Wei, and he left. Before leaving, he said to Luo Wei: "Boss, if you are fine when you go back, you can tell Zhang Yu that you are back. I am afraid that he will not sleep if you don't go home." .”

Knowing that Lin Min was present, Ren Xingwang said this secretly.

Luo Wei looked at the nicely packaged bento box, but this time he didn't lose or eat it.

The boy next to him saw that he had waited for a long time for such a box of bento, but Luo Wei hadn't eaten it yet, so he asked, "Is this bento important? After waiting for so long, why didn't you eat it?"

Luo Wei shook his head: "I'm not too hungry after eating, it doesn't matter, Ren Xingwang brought it along."

The bento was placed in a relatively ventilated place in the rest area, and then Lowe drove out to run with his friends twice.

Lin Min herself is not interested in this kind of game, but she is interested in Luo Wei, so she also sat on the sidelines and watched.

The meal for the evening was ordered by the boys in the same company, because she is usually very picky eater, and the food doesn't suit her appetite, so she doesn't eat much.

If you are in normal times, you may not be hungry, but today you will feel hungry soon after going out for a ride.

By chance, at this time, I saw a bento box on a marble table.

It's a bit crude, but she was really hungry, so she asked:

"Whose is this? Can it be eaten?"

The boy who talked to Luo Wei just now said: "Eat, Ren Xingwang gave it to Luo Wei. Luo Wei has eaten and said he is not hungry."

They are friends who have known each other for a long time, and they have known each other since they were wearing crotch pants. Although Luo Wei grew up, he became less and less gregarious and rarely played together, but he usually didn't think too much about it.

So Lin Min opened the bento box and looked at the packaging. She thought it was bought casually from a small restaurant. Generally, the packaging is good-looking and flashy.

But as soon as the lid was lifted, a smell of food rushed to his face, and his appetite was instantly aroused.

She immediately opened the chopsticks and took two bites.

The meat is delicious and juicy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, without any fishy smell, and the flavor of the seasoning is just right, neither making people feel tasteless, nor losing the umami taste of the ingredients themselves.

The vegetables are also cooked just right, which whets the appetite, and you can't stop eating it. A box of bento will soon bottom out.

Lin Min is usually very picky about what she eats, and at home she only eats a few fixed things made by a fixed chef, but this time there were obviously ingredients she didn't like in the lunch box, so she tried to eat them all.

The ingredients are handled really well, and everything has its own taste, but it is not difficult for people to accept. It is a rare experience.

She ate cleanly, but she was still a little bit unsatisfied.

So Lowe came back after two laps of the racing car, only to see an empty lunch box. Although it was cleaned up carefully, it was obviously empty.

He frowned unconsciously: "Who ate it?"

Lin Min replied, "It's me."

Then he asked Luo Wei: "Where did you order this bento from? The taste is really good. I have never seen anyone who cooks such delicious food."

The whole world seems to have eaten the food made by Zhang Yu, only Luo Wei, who is almost every time, does not eat it every time.

"Closed, can't buy it."

The people around him have long been used to his tone, and they can still make fun of him: "How can you go out of business if you cook delicious food? It's not that you eat it once and invite you home to be a cook, right?"

Lowe: "I don't have that much money."

"Your home cook?"

Luo Wei's family has a nanny and aunt, but no chef is hired, so Zhang Yucai will not be the chef hired by Fan Jing.

"My mother doesn't have any spare money," he said.

The group originally planned to stroll around the neighborhood and go home at dawn, but Luo Wei said that he was sleepy when he came out of the racing track and wanted to rest. It was clearly only ten o'clock. For many people, the nightlife had just begun.

"Why are you coming home so early?" My friend asked Lowe, who was sitting in the back seat playing with his mobile phone, while driving, "Why do you look like a middle-aged man with a family?"

"You don't live in your mother's house, no one cares about you."

Luo Wei still played with his mobile phone without looking up: "You don't go to school tomorrow, but I will go to school tomorrow."

"You don't go to bed at ten o'clock when you go to school. I can see that you can record your game records until the middle of the night. Haven't seen each other for too long, are you unfamiliar?"

Lowe: "I'm not familiar with it either."

That friend: "..."

Only Luo Wei got out of the car at the gate of the broken community.

"Are you polite enough to let us stay overnight?"

Luo Wei put on his coat and said goodbye to several people: "If you want to live, there is only room in the flower bed downstairs."

A few friends also understood his character, and left after joking.

The street lights on one side of the community are all broken, half of the road on both sides is bright and half is not bright, each house is a small cubicle, and the quarrels from other small cubicles can be heard from a distance, for livelihood, for love , also for children.

But what is most clear in my ears are the rhythmic footsteps and the sound of insects.

Usually at this time, Luo Wei would always speed up his pace a little. His walking was very brisk. If he walked faster, he would not be able to hear other sounds.

But this time, he walked downstairs slowly and looked up.

There were very few people in their building, but there were still a few lights on at ten o'clock.

For some reason, he remembered Ren Xingwang's words, and suddenly wanted to take a look at the lights on his own floor from downstairs.

The location of Zhang Yu's room is actually not difficult to find. There are only three rooms for people on that floor, and Luo Wei can see it at a glance.

The lights in Zhang Yu's room were still on.

After confirming this matter, and suddenly not knowing what he wanted to do, Luo Wei went upstairs.

If it was really like what Ren Xingwang said, he went back very late, would the light stay on all the time?

Do you have to wait all the time for those who can't wait?

He went upstairs in two quick steps, until he reached the corridor, his footsteps finally returned to the usual frequency, brisk and hurried, without the peace he had when he was downstairs.

The corridor was very quiet, the old man should be asleep, but from time to time, Luo Wei heard some other sounds.

After careful identification, it came from the door of Zhang Yu's room:

"Ping A, hurry up, A will die after two hits."

"You won't lose this round, will you?"

"It's okay, I'll take you with me."

Lowe: "..."