She Came To My Concert

Zhu Wenshu patted him on the shoulder, "Then you and uncle should go home early."

While speaking, he handed the phone back, but did not look at the owner of the phone.

She was afraid that if she took another look, she would not be able to hide the thoughts in her heart, and Ling Chen would see her self-indulgent sentimentality.

Until the weight in his hand was gone, Zhu Wenshu turned to clear the table.

"Your hair is a bit long. Remember to trim it when you have time. Covering your eyes will affect your vision."

"it is good."

Ling Chen answered for Ling Siyuan, picked up his schoolbag, walked two steps, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Together?"

Zhu Wenshu, who had just packed his bags and was about to go home, paused.

"Together... go out?"

"Ok."

Ling Chen raised his eyebrows, "Isn't your home on Guanghua Road? Let me give you a ride."

Zhu Wenshu thought for a while and said, "Well... I haven't had dinner yet."

"Oh, okay."

Just as Zhu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief, he heard him say, "Then let's have dinner together by the way?"

"……That was not what I meant."

Zhu Wenshu pointed to the school gate downstairs, "I'm planning to go out for dinner, so I won't be with you."

"it is good."

Ling Chen lowered his head and tugged Ling Siyuan's arm, "Let's go home, the teacher doesn't want to be with you."

ah?

Can you still understand it this way?

"no."

Zhu Wenshu was afraid that the child would think too much, so he quickly explained, "I just..."

Ling Chen raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were heavy, and his pupils turned amber in the light.

Every time I see him like this, Zhu Wenshu always feels that this tall man has a sense of vulnerability. Just like the unexpected reunion at their home a few months ago, he stood in the dim light like this.

"I'm worried about being photographed like a sports meeting."

Zhu Wenshu added in a low voice, "The filming is so ugly."

"ugly?"

Ling Chen blurted out, "Aren't they all pretty?"

He spoke too fast, with unmodified astonishment in his eyes.

This reaction was so pure that Zhu Wenshu didn't have time to think about it, and immediately believed that he really thought she was pretty in those photos.

At that moment, the thought of being pushed down by Zhu Wenshu came back.

She... Is she really being affectionate?

The two stared at each other inexplicably, and neither of them spoke.

Until the wind blew and the door behind him shook and creaked.

Ling Chen's eyes gradually converged in the moving light and shadow.

Zhu Wenshu saw his Adam's apple rolling slightly, as if he was about to say something.

"Then, let's go."

Zhu Wenshu suddenly picked up the bag and got up, and rushed to Ling Chen in two or three steps.

The campus after school was very quiet, only a few senior students ran across the square.

Zhu Wenshu walked faster than usual, keeping a distance from Ling Chen and Ling Siyuan behind him.

She looked back occasionally.

The older one led the younger one, walked unhurriedly, met her gaze, and didn't speak.

The three of them arrived at the school gate slowly, and Zhu Wenshu saw the familiar black car again, which seemed to be the one downstairs that Ling Chen drove to her house last time.

The lights of the car flickered, and Ling Chen behind him unlocked the door.

Zhu Wenshu looked around, but didn't see anything unusual, but hesitated when he opened the back door.

Children must sit in the back row, but it would be impolite for her to sit in the back row too.

After thinking for a moment, she still went to the co-pilot.

As soon as he was seated, Ling Siyuan also consciously got into the back row.

Ling Chen was the last to get on the bus.

After closing the car door, he took off his mask, put his head down and fastened his seat belt, and asked at the same time, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhu Wenshu was about to say casually, when Ling Siyuan behind him said excitedly: "KFC!"

Ling Chen looked back at him.

Did you ask?

"Fried jī! Sundae cup!" Ling Siyuan danced happily, "I haven't eaten for a long time, Aunt Xiao won't let me eat fried chicken."

Ling Chen looked at Zhu Wenshu.

"And you?"

"It's all right."

Zhu Wenshu said, "The guest does as he pleases."

Ling Chen said "Oh", took out his phone and began to fiddle with it.

Seeing him like this, he agreed.

Zhu Wenshu turned his head to look out the window and sighed softly.

They say they are having dinner together, but who really wants to eat KFC.

After a few minutes, he dropped the phone into the center console and started the car.

The scenery on the side of the road was reversing rapidly. Zhu Wenshu was silent for a while before realizing that Ling Chen was driving a little too fast.

"Drive slowly." Zhu Wenshu reminded him, "There are children in the back row, and you won't be in a hurry to eat KFC."

Ling Chen didn't speak, but tilted his head and pursed his lips.

But the speed is always down.

Zhu Wenshu continued to look out of the window, his gaze passing over the tall buildings.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this road looks so familiar.

Just wondering, the car stopped.

Zhu Wenshu looked at the gate of the community next to him, and turned his head inexplicably.

Before he could speak, he heard Ling Chen say to the people in the back row: "You can go home."

"what?"

Ling Siyuan blinked, "Didn't take me to eat Ken

Deki? "

"Go back to your homework."

Ling Chen raised his chin towards him, "I ordered takeaway for you, go back and eat by yourself."

The seven-year-old child was full of doubts, but seeing his uncle's eyes that could not be refuted, he couldn't say anything, so he could only get out of the car with his schoolbag on his back.