Jian Luo sat cross-legged on the ground, resting his chin with one hand: "Who can I choose?"
Lu Shifeng opened his thin lips lightly: "It's fine."
? ? ?
This is what you said!
Jian Luo's mouth twitched into a smile: "Then I'll go home."
Lu Shifeng frowned, obviously not willing, he said, "No."
"..."
There was a moment of frozen silence in the air.
The smile gradually disappeared from the corner of Jian Luo's mouth, he lowered his eyes, opened his lips slightly, wanted to say something, but finally closed it.
Inexplicably, I felt a little tired, and suddenly I didn't want to talk. In fact, it was nothing. He understood the reason. In fact, since he and Lu Shifeng lived together temporarily, no, or in other words, since he was pregnant with the baby in his stomach. From the beginning of the cub, he has always understood one thing, in fact, he is not equal to the Dark Star.
It's just that Lu Shifeng has always respected him and treated him very well, so these days, he's been a little overwhelmed.
It was like being beaten back to its original shape; like a basin of cold water was poured down; like someone poked a snail's shell, and he suddenly wanted to withdraw.
Half an Hour.
Jian Luo said, "Whatever you want."
Lu Shifeng turned his face away and looked at him: "Jian Luo."
"I'm the same everywhere." Jian Luo tried to remain calm, he smiled: "You decide."
...
Lu Shifeng stared at him with blood-red eyes, raised his eyebrows, and concluded in a positive tone, "You are angry."
It's okay if you don't say it, that's how people are. If you ignore me, I can actually resist the first resistance. If you insist on coaxing me, then I can't hold back.
Jian Luo was inexplicably irritable, and stubbornly said, "No."
Lu Shifeng squinted his eyes. In fact, don't look at the Marshal's experience on the battlefield, but he has almost zero experience in the field of love, and even, based on his years of experience, even if he searches thoroughly, he will definitely find it. Without the experience of coaxing people, in the Dragon King's dictionary, there is absolutely no word "bow your head".
But when facing Jian Luo, he rarely felt a sense of powerlessness.
So, the Marshal rarely explained: "They can't take good care of you."
Of course Jian Luo is sensible, he nodded: "I know."
Even if it seems to have been said, the atmosphere in it cannot be buffered by saying that it is slow. The awkward atmosphere is spreading, and no one can stop it.
Jian Luo stood up and said, "I haven't learned how to play just now. I'll practice again."
Lu Shifeng saw him get up and start playing with these little toys. He didn't say much, just replied, "Okay."
...
One night, Jian Luo learned several fitness tools.
After returning, he began to soak his feet. After entering five or six months, the hospital prescribed more things to him, and he and Lu Shifeng also developed some tacit understanding. Usually, at this time, it is time to tell stories.
Today, Lu Shifeng waited for a long time, but did not wait for Jian Luo to ask him to tell a story.
The Marshal read the document, but after a while he couldn't read it anymore. He raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to tell a story?"
Jian Luo had something in his heart, and the opposite side suddenly spoke, he was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"
Lu Shifeng frowned.
It seems that from the training ground, ever since he rejected Jian Luo's request to go home, this child has been absent-minded.
Jian Luo took a deep breath: "Tell a story, why don't I tell it today."
Lu Shifeng nodded: "Yes."
Jian Luo thought about it and decided to tell a more relaxed story: "A long, long time ago, there was a beautiful queen who gave birth to a princess with very white skin and named her Snow White, but the good times didn't last long, the queen died soon..."
The story is not very long, it will be over soon.
In the end, Jian Luo touched his belly and summed up the cubs: "This story tells us that as long as we are brave and strong, we will definitely be happy in the end."
...
The room was silent.
Jian Luo raised his face, looking forward to Lu Shifeng: "What do you think?"
Lu Shi's cover was expressionless, and Lord Marshal tapped the tip of his finger on the chair. After a while, he finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Is the queen physically disabled?"
"......No."
"Then why didn't she do it herself?" Lu Shifeng frowned, expressing puzzled: "This hunter is not her confidant, why does she dare to use it."
Jian Luo's mouth twitched.
The Marshal continued to raise reasonable doubts: "And, what is the meaning of the king's existence, why he didn't intervene, and whether he has been controlled by the queen."
Jian Luo: "This..."
"Since the queen has already controlled the country, then she must have her own power, why did she think of using a comb to silence her mouth?" Lu Shifeng said slowly: "Reviewing the whole thing, the queen's motive is the key, no it's that simple."
Jian Luo was stopped by the question: "I think she might not think so much."
Lu Shifeng's blood-red eyes looked at Jian Luo, making people feel a little flustered, as if there was a problem with his IQ.
Sure enough, Lu Shifeng then used his professional thinking to show Jian Luo and Zizai the essence of things through phenomena, analyzed the motivations of the characters in the whole story, and made up for the lack of logic through the behavior of the characters, which simply subverted people's perceptions. Know.
After listening, Jian Luo choked up.
Lu Shifeng said, "Are there any other stories to tell?"
"No." Jian Luo covered his head, "I'm a little tired."
At this time before, Jian Luo might still have to play for a while, but today he is wilted, and obediently crawled onto the bed to rest.
Jian Luo lay sullenly on the bed, the mattress beside him softened, and Lu Shifeng sat beside him.
Lu Shifeng asked him, "Do you want to drink water?"
Jian Luo turned her back to him and muttered, "No need."
"..."
Lu Shifeng didn't know what kind of temper the child was having.
The next day.
In the early morning, Secretary Jin found out that it was wrong, and it was very wrong. How to say it specifically, the atmosphere was very wrong. Usually these two people are very tired and crooked, but today is different, the dinner table is eerily quiet.
Lu Shifeng gave Jian Luo the vegetables, and Jian Luo obediently said, "Thank you."
Be polite and detached.
It wasn't like this before. In the past, when Jian Luo saw that he didn't like to eat, he would always mumble that he didn't want to eat, and then the Marshal would coax him, but today is completely different.
Secretary Jin's eyes flickered on the two of them, and she couldn't restrain herself from wanting to gossip, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions, because she was afraid of being cannon fodder by the Marshal.
After dinner, Lu Shifeng said, "Are you going back to work today?"
Jian Luo nodded.
Lu Shifeng told him: "Message me after get off work and pick you up."
Jian Luo had no expression: "Am I going to sleep today?"...
Secretary Jin pricked up her ears.
Lu Shifeng's voice is still stable, it can be said to be relatively stable: "Well, I will leave the day after tomorrow."
Jian Luo: "Oh."
The atmosphere fell into embarrassment again. In fact, it was not intentional. Lu Shifeng was not too talkative in the past, but Jian Luo can talk.
Special - uncomfortable.
The car took the person to Phoenix Terrace, and Jian Luo waved after getting out of the car: "Goodbye."
After saying goodbye, Jian Luo started to walk inside. In the past two days, he rationalized his thoughts and sorted out the watermelon planting plan. He went in and talked to Wang Gang, and it was basically all right.
Wang Gang saw him come in, but his expression was very difficult to say: "Luoluo?"
Jian Luo was looked at strangely by him: "Why?"
"The things uploaded on the Internet..." Wang Gang's eyes flickered on Jian Luo's stomach, and hesitantly said, "It's true or false."
Jian Luo shrugged: "It's true and false, false and true, what you think is true is false, and what is false is true, it depends on what you think."
Wang Gang choked: "What do you mean?"
Jian Luo smiled: "Guess."
"..."
Wang Gang somehow wondered if Jian Luo was in a bad mood today.
The two people cultivated watermelons together. Jian Luo originally wanted to demonstrate in person, but Wang Gang was much more diligent than usual:
"I'll be fine."
"Don't move, I'll move."
"I'll come, I'll come."
"You sit, don't stand, aren't you tired?!"
Jian Luo: "..."
I didn't see you when I was working before and you were afraid that I was tired.
After the two people finished the overall process and planned the process, it was noon, and someone from the priest's platform asked Jian Luo to come over.
Jian Luo knew that it was time to pass the exam, so he passed without saying anything. It was still the original window. Zhan Wentai was sitting on the sofa with a book in his hand. The light half fell on his body, looking divine and handsome.
Jian Luo fell a few steps forward and bowed: "Teacher."
Zhan Wentai put down the book, looked at him, was silent for a moment, and after seeing Jian Luo a little hairy, the priest said, "Sit down."
Jian Luo sat down obediently.
Zhan Wentai gave him a test paper: "Quiz, let's see where your progress is."
Jian Luo took a pen and started to work on the question. After completing a test paper, Zhan Wentai took it in his hand and read it, and put it down without making any changes: "Is there something on your mind?"
Jian Luo was named, and looking at Zhan Wentai's calm eyes, he felt a little flustered: "Ah... No, no."
Zhan Wentai's voice was like clear spring water: "Why, because of the temporary stay?"
In a word.
Jian Luo is not hypocritical and wants to entangle with such trivial matters, but emotional matters cannot be controlled. He knows that Lu Shifeng is right, but he cannot control his emotions.
Zhan Wentai looked at Jian Luo's tangled face, took a sip from the teacup, and then stood up: "Go."
Jian Luo was taken aback: "Where are you going?"
"You can't learn it like this." Zhan Wentai looked at him condescendingly: "Don't waste time, let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
Jian Luo was a little overwhelmed. He often went out with Lu Shifeng, but he didn't go to many places. He didn't know where Fenghuang liked to go when it came to offering sacrifices to adults.