This morning, Jiang Lu walked to the school alone. The morning sun shone on his side face, and his pale skin had an almost transparent texture.

"Lu Lu—" someone suddenly called him from behind.

Jiang Lu paused and turned slightly to the side, only to see an old grandmother pushing a bicycle and looking at him with a smile: "It's really you Lu Lu, how long have I not seen you? When I look at it from a distance, I feel like my back is like you. "

Jiang Lu nodded lightly, his breath calm: "Grandma Zhao, long time no see."

Grandma Zhao is an elderly living alone in the community. Her only son works abroad and only comes home during the New Year. She has lived alone for so many years. A few years ago, a road was built behind the community. After a rain, the ground was muddy and slippery. The old man's legs and feet are not good, and he accidentally fell, and no one dared to go up to help him after a long time.

At that time, Jiang Lu was seven or eight years old, still a child. When he saw it when he was passing by, he helped Grandma Zhao up and took her all the way home.

After so many years, Grandma Zhao has no grandson Chenghuan's knees, she really loves Jiang Lu.

When the child saw her fall, he walked over without hesitation. At a young age, he already knew that he was not to be seen by others. He was afraid that people would dislike him. Without saying a word, he turned and ran away.

It's a pity that every time she wants to pick him up to live at her house or buy him some food and clothing, he never accepts it.

Every time she saw Jiang Lu, she couldn't help but think of the past. Grandma Zhao sighed: "Have Lu Lu had breakfast? Grandma bought you buns to eat."

"No, I've eaten it." Jiang Lu replied, "It rained two days ago. If you want to clean the glass, don't go there yourself. I'll clean it for you on weekends."

"Oh, I don't need you to work for me," Grandma Zhao complained with a sigh. "You don't come here a few times a year, so when you come, you only work for me. If you can come and see me more, I'll be content."

Jiang Lu turned his head slightly and said softly, "It will cause you trouble."

Grandma Zhao was unhappy when she heard it: "Don't listen to the group of people outside to force Lai Lai, why are you not good? I'm so kind, since I was a child, I took the first place in every exam. Whose child can have such a thing? Excellent? Those who gossip for no reason have shit in their mouths and heads, you must not take it to your heart."

Lu Lu Mingming is the best child. If others treat him well, he will return the best things within his ability. She just treated him a little different from ordinary people, or he helped herself first, and then she saw him and said a few words in a soft voice, so that the child would always remember it in her heart.

After listening to Grandma Zhao's words, Jiang Lu said nothing. His face was light and calm, as if he didn't carewhether it was someone else's vicious words or grandma Zhao's grievances.

This year, he has grown very tall, standing there with a stature of nearly 1.8 meters, and has a feeling of almost standing on the ground.

Grandma Zhao's eyes were a little sore. She wiped it, and suddenly remembered something: "Lu Lu, I want to install a computer at home to make it more convenient for remote video with my child. I don't understand this, you have time to help me. Let’s see what kind of one to buy. Also, don’t you want to paint, don’t go outside and spend money on computers in the future, just come to grandma’s house to paint, okay?”

Jiang Lu nodded before listening, but didn't answer the next sentence.

"No," he said. "It's too disturbing."

Grandma Zhao moved her mouth, but in the end she didn't persuade her any further. She shook her head helplessly: "Okay...then go to school first, and talk to me for a while, so don't be late and delay your studies."

Jiang Lu pursed his lips lightly, hesitated for a moment but couldn't help but ask: "By the way, Grandma Zhao, have you visited Grandma Zhang's house downstairs these two days? Their house... Did they raise a new cat?"

Grandma Zhao thought about it for a moment, then "hiss" doubtfully: "I've been visiting, but they seem to have four cats at home. I haven't seen one more? Xiao Zhang loves cats so much, if it's true Another little guy is added, and he will definitely show off to me."

Not raised.

Jiang Lu's heart sank a little. He secretly went to see it the next day. The cardboard box was already empty.

He hesitated and nodded: "Okay, I see."

...

Qi An'an has been worrying recently. She asked Qi Yan when she would meet Jiang Lu that day, but Qi Yan still hadn't given her an accurate answer.

But this can't be blamed on Qi Yan. He has just joined the company after graduating from college for a few years. He has worked hard to get to the current position, and he has unfinished business every day, and most of them need to be made by him personally.

As long as he can spare some time, he will spend it with Qi An'an. Signing the contract is not a small matter, and he doesn't want to entrust others, so it can't help but delay for a few days.

Yesterday Qi Yan finally said that he would have free time in the next few days at the end of the month, and planned to take half a day to sign the contract, but he also said that if he had time, it might not necessarily be a weekend, let Qi Anan have a good class, and don't come over to cause trouble.

How can this be a mess? If she doesn't go and things continue according to the original plot, how much grievance will her cub suffer? The baby's dream was shattered, and this was something that a mother couldn't bear no matter what.

Qi Yan was busy with work, and Qi Anan did not dare to disturb him at will, so he adopted a curvilinear policy, and the contact with Butler Chen was unprecedented and frequent these two days. She can't wait to confirm with Butler Chen every hour: What will Qi Yan do in the next few days? Has anything changed?

After listening to the class for a while, Qi Anan took out his mobile phone.

An An: Uncle Chen, do you have any latest news? What is my brother going to do these two days?

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Old Chen: Nothing has changed. There will be a one-day meeting tomorrow to report something. In the evening, will fly to the head office. will come back the next day. The next itinerary has not yet been determined.

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An An: Contact me at any time and let me know as soon as there is any new situation!

Old Chen: Alright.

Lao Chen: Have a good class.

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Qi Anan put down the phone and sighed in a melancholy whisper.

The voice she made was so small that it could be ignored, but Jiang Lu, who was beside him, looked sideways and gave her a calm look.

He had seen it two days ago. The little girl who used to be happy all day, didn't know what was on her mind. She sat on the side more honestly than before, holding her mobile phone, and she didn't know who she was chatting with.

Jiang Lu's eyes turned calmly back to the blackboard.

What does she have to do, who does she chat with, and what does it have to do with him.

...

Qi An'an has a lot of worries in the past two days, and he is afraid of missing this meeting between Qi Yan and Jiang Lu. He is also afraid that he will not handle it well after meeting, and in the end he will still hurt the cubs. She was so worried that she couldn't sleep well. Now listening to the teacher's boring lecture on the podium, the more she listened, the more drowsy she became.

After ten minutes, Qi Anan fell asleep on the table.

She is typical sleep dishonest, and regardless of the occasion. I lay on the table for a while, maybe it was pressing my arm, I adjusted my posture stumbled and then went to sleep.

But her elbow had already crossed the gap between the two tables and was resting on Jiang Lu's table.

Qi Anan's head rested on her arm, originally a ball head was tied, because the hair was smooth and supple, and the hair was thick, after being rubbed by her two times, the ball head was a little loose.

Jiang Lu was listening attentively to the class, when Qi An'an suddenly moved his arm, and he subconsciously ducked to the side. When he reacted, he silently glanced at Qi An'an's elbow that crossed the boundary, and resignedly moved the book to the side without waking her up.

Qi An'an was completely asleep at the moment, falling into a wonderful dream and unable to extricate himself.

In the dream, in a field of purple lavender flowers, her precious goose and female goose stood inside, staring at each other silently. Qi An'an almost went crazy, such a sweet scene has never been described in the book! She picked up the camera in her hand and shouted over there:

"Good cubs, look at Mommy here! Mommy will take pictures of you!"

What a scene! She's going to take a picture of it as a screensaver! Knock ten thousand years!

They turned around.

Jiang Lu's appearance is very familiar, but he is not young at this moment. Although the face was young, there were traces of wind and frost on it, and it looked tired and vicissitudes. His face was as calm as water, his eyes were dark and deep, and there was no smile at all.

The whole figure is like a rock in the abyss, quiet and decadent.

The woman beside him was very beautiful, but her expression was indifferent, her chin was slightly raised, and she seemed to be disdainful and unwilling.

Qi An'an was extremely disappointed, the blue sky, white clouds and lavender, what a beautiful painting, but all of them...what kind of expressions.

She held up the camera and begged: "You guys laugh, laugh."

But no one listened, no matter how she requested, they still refused to smile.

The blue sky gradually disappeared, dark clouds began to appear, and the warm scene was about to disappear. Qi Anan was so anxious that she wanted to pull her hair.

...

Qi An'an frowned lightly, muttering something in his mouth, and suddenly reached out to grab his hair.

When she grabbed it like this, the crumbling head of the ball was completely disintegrated, and it was scattered all at once, spread on Jiang Lu's book and on his arm, and the tip of his hair was lying unreasonably in Jiang Lu's palm.

The soft touch made Jiang Lu withdraw his hand all of a sudden. He looked at the silky smooth hair that was swaying on his table, and the owner of the hair was asleep at the moment, and had no plans to wake up at all.

Jiang Lu was unusually at a loss.

After a pause, he picked up a pen on the table, hesitated for two seconds, and finally poked Qi An'an's shoulder lightly with the end of the pen.

"Hello," he whispered.

Qi Anan didn't wake up, not only did he not wake up, but he also moved his shoulders, as if telling him to stop making trouble.

Jiang Lu was about to lose his temper, so he had no choice but to increase his strength a little and stab Qi An'an on the shoulder again.

This time, Qi Anan woke up. The person who just woke up was inevitably a little confused. She had forgotten where she was. She sat up suddenly, her slightly hazy eyes were covered with a thin film of water, and she looked wetly. In the direction of Jianglu.

- What are you poking at me for?

The girl's eyes were clean, and she showed a bit of innocence because of her doubts. There was a red mark on his cheek, which was dumb and cute. The long hair was loosely draped and slightly messy.

Jiang Lu's fingers holding the pen stiffened for a moment, so fast that no one noticed.

Qi Anan woke up as soon as she got up. She touched the table and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? Why is my hair loose? Where's my hairband?"

Jiang Lu said nothing, picked up the headband from his desk and threw it to her.

Qi Anan didn't say thank you, but the teacher in front couldn't stand it any longer: "That female classmate, what are you doing? What's wrong with your hair during class?"

This teacher is an old-fashioned old cadre. He usually doesn't like to listen to gossip. He is not clear about the transfer of the daughter of a rich boss in the school. He doesn't know Qi An'an. Emotional punishment.

Hearing the sound, the classmates turned their heads, and their eyes fell on Qi An'an.

At this moment, Jiang Lu felt the obvious rejection in his heart.

Maybe it was because he was sitting close to Qi An, so he was forced to be the focus. He hated these glances very, very much.