At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a phone call came. Lu Zhengkang saw that it was his mother. He went out to answer the phone and explained his whereabouts and plans clearly. Sun Hui did not stop him, praising him for being sensible and saying it was late.

At some point, let his father come and take him home, and the father and son can come to visit again tomorrow morning.

Lu Zhengkang agreed and said there was no need to trouble his father and he could just take the bus back.

In this case, he should leave early. The buses in this area do not run all day long. If he does not leave, he will not be able to catch the last bus.

Lu Zhengkang felt a little embarrassed, so he went into the house and peeled another apple for the old man, and then said, "I have to leave and come back tomorrow."

Lu Xuefeng hesitated to speak, but finally nodded.

"I'm leaving."

Lu Zhengkang stood up, put his chair on the wall, and reached out to open the door.

Lu Xuefeng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked: "You, what's your name?"

Lu Zhengkang suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard these words, but then he felt his chest was filled with ice water. He coughed twice, turned around and said, "I am your great-grandson, Lu Zhengkang. That was my cousin just now."

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Lu Xuefeng's face no longer looked like a hermit's master. His eyeballs were cloudy, his expression was dull and stupid, and he grinned and said: "Oh, oh."

"You don't remember me?"

Lu Xuefeng's eyes flickered, "Remember, remember. You are coming tomorrow."

Lu Zhengkang turned his back to him, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and shouted happily: "Okay! I will definitely come."

He pushed open the door and walked quickly through the gray corridor of the nursing home. He passed by a robot wearing a nursing uniform, passed quickly under the banners arranged by college student volunteers, and hurriedly walked around the greenhouse green plants in the vestibule.

He ran out of the door in panic.

He was running aimlessly on the street. The three o'clock daylight dimmed. He looked down and saw his slender and dim shadow anxiously chasing his footsteps. The rough asphalt road covered by the shadow also blurred into tens of millions of sinister and abominable lines.

of dense lines.

Lu Zhengkang stopped at the flower bed on the roadside and squatted on the curb as if frustrated, staring at the sparse traffic flowing from the horizon to the high-rise buildings in the city.

He returned home at dusk and said nothing.

In the first few days of the winter vacation, Su Xiangli was going to participate in the Youth Ballet Competition in Jiangsu and Zhejiang City. Lu Zhengkang went to see every performance. She danced very well and finally won the runner-up in the team competition and the third runner-up in the women's individual competition. She was still praised for this.

I muttered, very dissatisfied that I was only the third runner-up.

From a professional point of view, the winner of the championship is really good. He has already joined the national team to train. He is not comparable to Su Xiangli who played half-heartedly in school. So what really makes her unhappy is the runner-up candidate. That girl is her

Classmates, whoever loses now will embarrass the family.

He didn't want to get involved in Su Xiangli's relationship with his classmates. Again, they were not in the same circle. After the game every day, Su Xiangli would take Lu Zhengkang to play. The school booked a hotel beside the game. The rules were the same as at school.

Similarly, at 10:30 p.m., it was time to turn off the lights and go to bed. Su Xiangli always procrastinated and didn't go back until the roll call in the evening.

She disliked her classmates more and more. Especially at the end of the team competition, Su Xiangli was accused by her teammates of being passive in the game. They could have won the championship trophy. But anyone with experience watching the game can see that.

The champion is a professional youth training team. No matter how hard the runner-up works, they can't compare. Su Xiangli really played passively. She didn't show the passion for dancing. Ballet requires acting skills.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Lu Zhengkang suddenly asked.

On the snowy street, they were wearing knitted hats. There were two wool balls hanging on Su Xiangli's hat. When she shook her head, the wool balls hit Lu Zhengkang like a meteor hammer.

"What did you say?"

"I can transfer to your school." Lu Zhengkang stopped and looked down at Su Xiangli's eyes, "I can also dance ballet."

"Haha, I don't believe it."

Lu Zhengkang suddenly took two steps back. He was wearing thick leather boots, but he still stood on tiptoe, spinning in circles almost lightly. He slowed down the speed by opening his arms and lifting his legs, and accelerated by closing his hands and feet.

Like a variable-speed top, it spun around and around in the streets on a winter night, turning twenty-six times in a row. Just like a professional dancer, even the best among them.

Su Xiangli was surprised and flustered, "When did you learn this?!"

Lu Zhengkang stopped spinning and stood firm and proud, "It was a long time ago. Not bad, right?"

"No!" Su Xiangli was angry, "No! No!"

Lu Zhengkang realized his mistake and suddenly burst out laughing, "Do you really believe it?"

She was stunned for a while, then screamed and rushed forward, hugging his neck and wrapping around his waist, burying her face in his neck like a puppy, making a sound of "rua" "rua", she opened her mouth to bite his

Lu Zhengkang chuckled at the back of his neck. He put his arms around Su Xiangli and continued walking along the winter night streets, passing through one streetlight after another.

Su Xiangli was like a mind flayer, making a faint voice: "Lu, you are unhappy. You are hiding something from me."

"No."

Su Xiangli laughed strangely, and then made a very bad animation character action.

"(Lick) Hiss - it tastes like lying, pinch hahaha."

Lu Zhengkang patted her thin and straight back. She was like a warm flame through a thick down jacket, "It's nothing, really."

"If you always don't say it, forget it. If you don't say it, just don't say it. Then you have to compensate."

"Okay, what's the compensation?"

Su Xiangli leaned back and moved her face in front of Lu Zhengkang. Her bright smile made his eyes burn in the gentle wind. Like a woodpecker, she gave him dozens of brisk kisses, "I

I want you to speak!"

"What did you say?"

"Lu Zhengkang, you know what I want you to say! I don't believe you can't guess it!" After Su Xiangli finished speaking, he stared straight at him, and saw that his young man's bitter pond-like eyes finally filled with tears.

Out of joy and intimacy.

"How could I guess? Someone's heart is like a needle under the sea."

Su Xiangli shouted: "Sophistry! Sophistry, sophistry! You obviously know it!"

"Stop making trouble. I know you know it, and you know that I know it. Come down, it's so heavy."

Su Xiangli became sulky and lay on his shoulder again without speaking.

After today's game, they made an appointment to get together tomorrow. The cumulonimbus clouds at night were so quiet that the snow was like butterflies flying out of an iron-gray sea, resting on the shoulders of the two young people.

"If you don't get off, I'll have to walk to the bus. Others will see me."

She shook her head and hid her face, "Anyway, if others can't see me, it's just you that's embarrassing."

Lu Zhengkang was silent. As expected, he carried Su Xiangli back all the way. Pedestrians and passengers glanced at them with surprised and helpless eyes. Su Xiangli also felt it. She was trembling slightly, like a baby bird in the rain.

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Finally delivering the person to his doorstep, Lu Zhengkang acquired the specialty of being a "cheeky young man".

"We're home, young lady, please be kind and bypass me."

Su Xiangli jumped down, moved his body, and stretched. His movements were exactly the same as Lu Zhengkang's.

She walked to the door of her home without saying a word, where the lights were already welcoming the returning girl.

"Hello!"

"What?" Su Xiangli turned around and glared at him fiercely.

Lu Zhengkang smiled and waved to her, "Come here."

"Do you think I'm a puppy?" Su Xiangli snorted, but he still ran over obediently and threw himself into Lu Zhengkang's arms.

The cheeky young man lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.

Su Xiangli giggled, then took two steps back, pointed at him proudly and said, "You lose! Haha!"

Lu Zhengkang's cheeks turned red and he said loudly: "I'm willing to lose to you, is that okay?"
Chapter completed!