I pulled the grass

Lu Wanzong looked at the hung up phone again and again, feeling a little at a loss.If I heard correctly just now, Xiaoge wants to find him by himself.He stood up suddenly, forgetting that there was still a cigarette in his hand, and the cigarette fell to the ground, and then ran to wash his face, like a girl who was just in love, hurriedly opened the wardrobe door, looking at the whole cabinet of formal clothes, but didn't know which one to choose .In the end, he picked out a thin windbreaker, wore jeans underneath, and put on those sneakers for the first time.

It was the last time I went shopping with Lu Wange, Lu Wange insisted on buying it, he had never worn it.

Lu Wange watched him coming from the end of the road, young and handsome, and actually wanted to shed tears.He closed his eyes, held back the tears, opened his arms and hugged the person who ran over, and said in a low voice, "Brother is dressed so beautifully."

Lu Wanzong pretended not to change his face, but there was a blush behind his ears.

After a very short hug, Lu Wange let go, put his hands in the pockets of Lu Wanzong's windbreaker, and walked forward together next to him, as if the awkwardness at home had never happened.

He felt that his hands were wrapped, warm and dry. It turned out that Lu Wanzong also put his hands in, so intimately intertwined.

With a soft heart, he tugged on Lu Wanzong's arm and leaned his head on it. The two walked in unison, walked slowly forward, and said, "I know it's your birthday today. Is there anything you want?"

He held his hand tightly again, only to hear Lu Wanzong Lu Wanzong say: "Now is what I want."

He was almost taken away by Lu Wanzong, and he said, "What?"

Lu Wanzong smiled softly: "There is really nothing else."

"But I don't think it's very good, just give me your opinion."

Lu Wanzong thought again and again: "Can you really mention one? No matter what you mention, you will agree?"

Lu Wange looked at him with a frown, and said a little tangled: "It stands to reason, who made you a birthday star. But, you won't mention anything that I can't accept, will you?"

Seeing that he was really troubled by this, Lu Wanzong touched his head with the other hand: "How can I embarrass you. Then I will pay for the meal today."

Lu Wange kicked a small stone on the side of the road, ran far away, and snorted: "What kind of opinion is this? No, no, it's too perfunctory."

Lu Wanzong started laughing again.

Lu Wange couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.I just feel that the spring is beautiful and my heart is calm and happy.That's it, that's it.

In the end, I went home for lunch, and Zhang Chuli prepared a table of meals.

The old man looked at Lu Wanzong a little sadly, but quickly covered it up.

Lu Wanzong picked up the wine glass: "Thank you, Grandpa, for taking care of me over the years. Thank you, Aunt Zhang, for your hard work." He looked at Lu Wange again, "Thank you, Xiaoge." He didn't say what he was thankful for, but just stared at him with deep eyes. for a moment.

He was not allowed to drink alcohol at home, so he drank fruit juice instead.

Maybe the old man drank a little too much, and started to chatter about Lu Wanzong's personal affairs: "Little Zongzong, it's your 28th birthday, right? You're supposed to be the eldest, when will you find grandpa a granddaughter-in-law?"

Lu Wanzong glanced at Lu Wange first, then pursed his lips: "There will be."

Lu Yuanming was a little disbelieving: "You use this sentence to fool me every year. Is your career stable now? You said you didn't have time before. What about now?"

Lu Wange gloated at him from the sidelines.