Someone Speaks Ill of You

Come out of the mall.

It was dark and the square was very lively.

Children dressed in roller skates with flashing lights shuttled through the crowd, adults hurriedly followed and shouted, the old man snuggled in the seat and looked at the night scene quietly, chatting about the length of the house, and the lovers holding hands in the neon Walking down, even if you don't speak, the air is full of sweet smell.

When Luo Fei and Mu Qianxue walked to the square, a little girl holding flowers came up, handed the flowers in front of Luo Fei, and said sweetly, "Big brother, buy a bunch of flowers for your beautiful sister? I wish you all sweetness, and grow old together."

Luo Fei touched the money in his pocket and said, "How much is it?"

There is no need to explain to the little girl, the explanation is not clear, and there are suspicions of daring to do it.

"30 yuan."

The little girl is sweet and authentic.

Luo Fei was a little embarrassed, only a dozen yuan in his pocket.

"give it to me."

Mu Qianxue took out 30 yuan from her purse, handed it to the little girl, took the flowers in her hand, put it under her nose and smelled it, and smiled: "It's very fragrant. Go back and put it in the living room. The house is full. Fragrance."

Luo Fei was even more embarrassed and said, "Squad leader, thank you for coming out to buy clothes for me today. I should have bought you a bunch of flowers, or thank you for having a meal, but..."

"It's okay, next time."

Mu Qianxue smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "When you make money next time, invite me to dinner. As for buying flowers, forget it, only couples give flowers."

"Can't it be between friends?"

Luo Fei asked.

Mu Qianxue thought for a while, then bowed her head and smelled the flowers in her hand and said: "It should be okay. Actually, it's not so particular, I don't care."

Luo Fei said: "Then I'd better invite the squad leader to dinner, lest the squad leader misunderstand."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

Mu Qianxue raised her eyebrows.

"Misunderstand what I am trying to do with you, monitor."

After Luo Fei finished speaking, he changed the subject and said: "By the way, the monitor, we have found a house and will move tomorrow. So, tomorrow morning, I want to ask you to take two classes off."

Mu Qianxue stared at him for a while, then said: "Need help?"

Luo Fei said: "No, Luo Jiajia and I are enough."

Mu Qianxue nodded and did not speak.

The two walked to the station together.

While waiting for the bus, Mu Qianxue suddenly pointed to the distant building and said, "Look, there is a bunch of flowers on the balcony there. Does it look like this bunch of flowers in my hand?"

Luo Fei followed her guidance and saw the flower that was already in full bloom in the pot, and said, "It's not the same, this is a rose for the squad leader, and that is a red chrysanthemum."

After speaking, I found that the atmosphere was not right.

Turning his head, Mu Qianxue was squinting at him.

"what's happenin?"

Luo Fei stunned.

Mu Qianxue suddenly asked: "Luo Fei, how far is your range now?"

Luo Fei glanced at her and said, "About 400 meters."

"Isn't it five hundred meters?"

"No."

Mu Qianxue squinted her eyes, stared at him for a long time, and said: "From here to the pot of red chrysanthemum, it is at least 550 meters away, but you can see clearly, you are sure, your range is not Five hundred meters?"

Luo Fei: "..."

"con man."

After Mu Qianxue finished speaking, without waiting for him to reply, she boarded the bus that had just arrived, invested money, and walked to the back row without looking at him again.

Luo Fei stayed there, watching the bus slowly leaving the station, and was stunned for a while before Fang got on another bus.

The neon lights outside the window are flickering, and everyone seems to be happy.

When he got home, Luo Jiajia had just finished taking a shower and was drying clothes on the balcony. He heard the sound of opening the door and said: "The meal is on the table, it's hot."

Luo Fei said strangely: "How do you know I haven't eaten?"

Luo Jiajia finished drying the clothes, went into the house, looked at him blankly and said, "Your monitor sent me a text message."

Luo Fei panicked: "What did you send?"

"Luo Fei went home and didn't eat."

"Just this one?"

"Ok."

Luo Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Didn't you black her out?"

"Just added, it's blacked out again."

Luo Jiajia finished speaking and returned to the room.

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, then followed to the door and said, "I bought you new underwear, you can try it."

Luo Jiajia was packing her clothes, he paused after hearing the words, didn't ask much, didn't refuse, and said coldly: "Put on the bed."

Luo Fei entered the room, put the clothes on the bed, looked at her wet long hair and said, "Do you need me to blow your hair?"

"you eat first."

"I want to blow your hair first."

Luo Jiajia squatted there, silent for a moment, Fang stood up and said: "Then blow."

One sits down and the other gets the hair dryer.

With the "buzzing" noise of the hair dryer, Luo Jiajia's long hair began to return to its elegance under the rubbing and hot wind.

She sat facing the mirror, her eyes were as deep as night, and there was still no expression on her beautiful cheeks.

"Why did you suddenly allow me to blow your hair again?"

Luo Fei asked his doubts.

Since the two people left and their temperaments changed drastically, she never asked him to blow her hair for her again.

She forced him not only to blow his hair, wash his hair, but even wash his feet and clothes.

"tired."

Luo Jiajia said indifferently.

Luo Fei said "Oh" and stopped asking more. The hair dryer in his hand shook, and the other hand gently rubbed her silky thick hair.

"I took leave with the monitor. We will move together tomorrow morning. You have a lot of stuff. We can find a tricycle."

"What's in the tin box? It looks so heavy, it should be you...that person left you? Useless things, I think it's better to throw them away."

"I used to be useless, you should have thrown me away earlier. In that case, you won't suffer so many years of suffering."

In the noisy "buzzing" of the hair dryer, Luo Fei seemed to suddenly become a long-winded old woman, chattering endlessly.

Luo Jiajia looked in the mirror and didn't say a word, but just listened in silence.

After blowing her hair, Luo Fei picked up the comb and combed it for her. He couldn't help but praised: "You can go directly to shoot the shampoo advertisement, the one that doesn't need P."

Putting down the comb and hair dryer, he glanced at the underwear on the bed and said, "Try the newly bought underwear. If it is not suitable, you can return it."

After speaking, he went out wittily.

The quarrel of the couple resounded upstairs.

After a while, it started to fight and smash things.

Then the man slammed the door and the woman cried in the house.

"Is this the life of a couple or a couple?"

If this is the case, Luo Fei feels that he and Luo Jiajia are doing well now, and that it will be good for the rest of their lives.

No quarrels, no curses, no fights, no crying, and no need to worry about all kinds of trivial matters. It's quiet and plain, which is good.

"very good."

When the door opened, Luo Jiajia came out wearing a wide T-shirt, with two straight long white legs naked, and her long hair hanging down on her chest, but it could not cover the towering and full chest.

She said quite well, it should mean that the underwear is very suitable.

"That's good."

Luo Fei retracted his gaze and lowered his head to eat.

The cry of the woman upstairs was very loud, she was still cursing loudly, exhausted all kinds of vicious language.

Luo Jiajia stood at the door of the room, listening in silence, looking at the figure eating, his pupils were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the window, the lights gradually turned off, and the night became darker.