galaxy sunset

The day before watching the movie, Zhou Luoluo was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. He was idly lying on the bed in a daze, and after a while, he seemed to jump out of bed suddenly and ran to the closet to rummage through the closet.

Just as he was looking for clothes, the phone rang. Zhou Luoluo hurried to the bed and picked up the phone to see that it was a video call from Fan Jiarong.

Pressing the answer button, Fan Jiarong's smile appeared on the screen, he seemed to have just got off work, he was still wearing formal clothes, his face was a little tired, but he spoke to Zhou Luoluo in a soft and gentle tone: "Luoluo, what are you doing? "

Zhou Luoluo turned slightly to reveal the wardrobe behind her, and then put her mobile phone on the bedside table. Fan Jiarong could understand sign language, so Zhou Luoluo stood by the bed and raised her hand to gesture: "I'm looking for clothes."

"Are you going out tomorrow?" Fan Jiarong asked, looking at the messy clothes scattered on the bed, and said with a smile, "Could it be a date?"

Zhou Luoluo was made a little uncomfortable by his friend's teasing, and his hands in mid-air froze.

Seeing Zhou Luoluo's reaction, Fan Jiarong realized that he seemed to have guessed the answer unintentionally. He was a little surprised, and quickly asked, "Is there really a date? With whom? Is it someone I know?"

He asked three questions in a row, making himself look like an old father who cared about his son.Because of his friend's personality and physical defects, Fan Jiarong was always worried about Zhou Luoluo, fearing that he would be bullied and suffer.

Zhou Luoluo bit her lower lip, as if wondering whether to answer the other party's question, but seeing her friend's worried expression on the screen, Zhou Luoluo still answered honestly: "You know him." The movement also stopped, and after that, Zhou Luoluo picked up the tablet on the bed and wrote: "It's with Xie Xinghe."

Fan Jiarong was a little surprised: "Didn't you block him?" There was no reproach in his tone.

When Zhou Luoluo heard it, she felt a little sorry for her friend: "He called me that day and told me to make friends."

"And then?" Fan Jiarong nodded, more or less guessing the subsequent development.

Zhou Luoluo didn't dare to look him in the eyes, lowered her head and wrote: "Then he said try to watch a movie together, and I agreed."

Hearing this answer, Fan Jiarong was not so surprised. He knew that his friend's ears were soft and easy to be persuaded by others, not to mention that Zhou Luoluo had a good impression of Xie Xinghe, otherwise he would not be full of disappointment and embarrassment after blocking Xie Xinghe. Disaster.

The blacklist of Xie Xinghe was because Zhou Luoluo trusted him unconditionally and believed his conjectures, but the reason for pulling Xie Xinghe out of the blacklist to accept the other party's invitation was to conform to his own heart.

Fan Jiarong understood Zhou Luoluo, and quickly figured out what his friend was doing. He smiled and said, "Then try."

Zhou Luoluo quickly looked up at the screen, his face was full of astonishment and surprise as he looked at his friend.

"Are you planning to match a set of clothes for a date tomorrow?" Fan Jiarong didn't continue the topic, and turned his eyes to look behind Zhou Luoluo.

Zhou Luoluo nodded, and was affirmed by his friends. He was relaxed and happy, but when it came to dressing, he was a little downcast: "I don't know what to wear."

Fan Jiarong comforted his friend with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll take a look for you, you put me on the cabinet and let me take a good look at your clothes."

Next, Zhou Luoluo obeyed, and Fan Jiarong asked him to wear them obediently. The two of them worked for a long time before choosing the clothes that Zhou Luoluo would wear tomorrow.

After matching the clothes, Zhou Luoluo's uneasy heart gradually stabilized, and he chatted with his friends for a few more words, and did not hang up the phone until Fan Jiarong arrived home.

The room returned to the usual quietness, Zhou Luoluo went to the mirror to confirm the outfit again, and then took off the clothes and placed them neatly on the stool.

Turning off the light, the room was dark, Zhou Luoluo lay back on the bed again, feeling a lot more at ease, looking at the dark ceiling, Zhou Luoluo couldn't help but look forward to tomorrow's arrival, but drowsiness soon came like a sea wave, he was lost Thinking about tomorrow's date in a daze, he soon fell into a dream.

This sleep was very peaceful, and when Zhou Luoluo woke up again, the sun was already high.

The sun shines into the window, and the spring breeze gently blows into the room, and when it falls on the face, there is a bit of warmth. Zhou Luoluo is wearing the clothes she matched with her friends last night, and her hair is blown to perfection , Humming a song in his heart, he walked briskly to the bathroom.

Until he saw the red and swollen pimple on his cheek, his relaxed and happy mood was completely destroyed.

Zhou Luoluo leaned in front of the mirror and pressed the pimple, and then a tingling pain came from his cheek. He took a deep breath and realized that it was a swollen pimple that was not mature enough.Thinking of the movie at night, he took another look at the conspicuous pimple on his face, Zhou Luoluo was anxious and at a loss, he searched around, and finally managed to find an erythromycin ointment to apply on his face.

The acne was irreversible, Zhou Luoluo was in a hurry but had no other choice, so he had to find something to do to divert his attention.

Just sitting in front of the computer, he has been unable to concentrate on his work for a long time. Whenever he thinks of meeting Xie Xinghe at night, his chest will thump like a rabbit stuffed. He just draws intermittently all afternoon. The manuscript was just passable, too.

Zhou Luoluo looked up at the time, and it was already evening.

Thinking of meeting Xie Xinghe later, Zhou Luoluo couldn't help being a little happy, but thinking of the pimple on his cheek, he began to feel nervous again.

Suddenly, the phone rang, it was a video call from Xie Xinghe.

Zhou Luoluo was taken aback when he saw that it was a video call, but he connected quickly.

Xie Xinghe didn't care about half of the faces on the screen, and said with a smile: "I'm here, you go downstairs, I'm at the gate of the community."

After the video was hung up, Xie Xinghe began to look around. To his surprise, Zhou Luoluo lived in an old residential area. The residential area looked old, and many tiles outside the building had fallen off. He parked the car. At the entrance of the community, with one hand on the window of the car, looking at the neighbors chatting to and fro, one can experience some of the fun of living in an old-fashioned community.

After a while, a somewhat thin figure appeared in Xie Xinghe's line of sight. He got out of the car and waved at him: "Here."

Zhou Luoluo paused, shook hands in his pockets, and walked towards Xie Xinghe.

When the two got closer, they could see each other's clothes clearly. They chose a pair of black boots by coincidence. Zhou Luoluo wore a white underwear inside, a camel long coat on the outside, and a pair of black boots underneath. Long trousers, Xie Xinghe's outfit today is similar to Zhou Luoluo's. The same white inner layer and black trousers, but the long coat has turned gray. When they stand together, they look like a couple. the taste of.

Zhou Luoluo looked at Xie Xinghe in surprise, Xie Xinghe smiled: "What a coincidence." After speaking, he went around the car to the co-pilot to open the door for Zhou Luoluo.

When Xie Xinghe got back into the car, Zhou Luoluo picked up the electronic screen: "Thank you."

"It's a little effort, there is nothing to thank." Xie Xinghe started the car and drove to the destination of their date. He didn't speak, and Zhou Luoluo also kept silent.

At the red light, the car stopped slowly, Xie Xinghe turned his head to look at Zhou Luoluo, and found that the other party was still keeping his head buried, he frowned slightly: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhou Luoluo didn't look up to meet him, but just shook her head.

Xie Xinghe's brows gradually wrinkled together, and then he found an open space to pull over, he loosened his seat belt, leaned towards the co-pilot, and said in a serious tone, "Then why have you kept your head buried?"

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Zhou Luoluo waved his hands, and couldn't help but turn red on the ground.

Xie Xinghe was a little worried, and carefully observed the other person's expression, but never thought that his straightforward eyes made Zhou Luoluo feel at a loss and ashamed.

"I..." Zhou Luoluo hurriedly wrote on the screen: "I have a pimple on my face." After writing, he pointed to his cheek.

Xie Xinghe didn't understand why he suddenly brought up this matter, raised his eyes to look at the pimple on Zhou Luoluo's cheek, and responded inexplicably: "I know."

When the two dared to meet, he found out that Zhou Luoluo was white, and even his face was white and tender, like a little girl, suddenly a red and swollen pimple appeared, so conspicuous that Xie Xinghe didn't notice it.

Hearing Xie Xinghe's answer, Zhou Luoluo opened his mouth, his cheeks turned redder, and he didn't dare to look at Xie Xinghe.

Xie Xinghe looked at Zhou Luoluo's red ears, he was silent for a while, and then he came to his senses, but he still hesitated: "Is... is it because of the acne, that's why you kept your head buried?"

Zhou Luoluo froze and nodded obediently.

The car was quiet for a few seconds, and then Xie Xinghe's deep laughter sounded.

Zhou Luoluo didn't understand why he smiled, and looked up at the other party in a daze.

Seeing Zhou Luoluo looking at him with a puzzled face, his appearance was inexplicably like a clumsy and cute deer, Xie Xinghe restrained himself a bit, but his voice was still full of joy, and his eyes were also full of joy when he looked at Zhou Luoluo. Smile: "I just think you are cute."

He stretched out his hand to bypass the pimple, and lightly squeezed the flesh on Zhou Luoluo's cheek: "Are you afraid that I will despise you when I see the pimple?"

Seeing Zhou Luoluo's eyes twinkle, Xie Xinghe knew he was right, he smiled and shook his head.

"How could I dislike you?"

Hearing this, Zhou Luoluo's heart was shocked. He kept his posture in a daze, without blinking his eyes, just staring at Xie Xinghe blankly.

After Xie Xinghe said that, he restarted the car, he didn't notice Zhou Luoluo's strangeness, and he couldn't see the traces of circulation in Zhou Luoluo's eyes.

After the car drove forward for a certain distance, Zhou Luoluo turned his head to look out the window. He propped his chin and remained silent.

"How could I dislike you?"

Xie Xinghe's gentle words came to mind again, Zhou Luoluo slowly stretched out his hands to cover his chest, silently feeling the crazily beating heart.