Chapter 87: I don't want face, I just want you
She withdrew her gaze slightly, and the smile on her face froze slightly.
Su Miao saw very clearly the three words on the tattoo.
Only her......
Who will it be, and when will this tattoo be changed?
Lu Jinran didn't notice the change in Su Miao's face, he picked up the car, opened the door of the passenger seat, and handed one hand to the roof of the car to prevent her from crashing into it.
"What's the matter, what do you think, get in the car. β
Seeing Su Miao stunned in place, he stepped forward and gently reached out and knocked on her head, his eyes were still quietly doting.
Su Miao felt a moment of tightness in her chest, remembering about the past, which was not a very good thing for them.
"Hmm...... It's okay, where are we going?"
She came back to her senses, and without saying anything more, she got into the car.
"Let's go have a meal, take you to the house last time, and have a good meal.
It's been a long time since I've had a good meal with you. β
Lu Jinran left and right the steering wheel with both hands, recalling the last time he slipped out with Su Miao, and used more shameless means to force Su Miao to accompany him to a meal.
Until now, only the two of them know best.
The meal was very uneven, and when I remembered the time, it was probably after the last class reunion.
That time he was going to eat, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by an illegitimate meal halfway, for the sake of Su Miao's safety, he could only give up.
Later, when I invited Su Miao out to dinner, it was probably the first week after the class reunion.
In order to ensure that he could have time, he also specially let Jiang Ruoyang take a day off for the crew, and it just so happened that Su Miao had nothing important that day.
Thinking that the recording was still left on Lu Jinran's side, she could only grit her teeth and follow the car.
In fact, it can probably be regarded as a thank you in passing, after all, he helped himself at A University.
It's just out of gratitude, but I didn't expect Lu Jinran to remember this meal for so long, and she couldn't shirk it.
I had to get out of the car and walk to the restaurant.
The environment of the restaurant is very good, but the road section is a little remote.
The restaurant is typical of Italian style, with a comfortable and pleasant dΓ©cor and a nice atmosphere, as well as outdoor outdoor seating for those who like romance.
Probably for the sake of the identities of the two, Lu Jinran chartered the whole restaurant and chose a window position.
The two sat opposite each other, and on the table was a white porcelain vase, in which pink roses bloomed softly, in harmony with the surrounding environment.
The light was a little dim and unclear, shining on the warm orange halo, Su Miao's hand hanging on the edge of the wrap was clenched into a fist.
She could see that Lu Jinran was carefully selected.
However, no matter how good the environment here is, it can't withstand the resistance in her heart.
The waiters served their dishes in an orderly manner, pouring red wine into the goblets in front of them.
Su Miao looked at the blood shaking in the goblet like fresh blood, and she couldn't lift her spirits.
Aside from some socializing, she doesn't drink much anymore.
In the past two years, I have been socializing, and I have drunk a lot of alcohol, and my stomach has been drunk.
She used to have stomach problems, and now she is even better.
"Have a drink, don't drink if you can't drink it. β
Before she could let go and say that she didn't drink, Lu Jinran took the red wine in front of her one step ahead of her, changed it to a glass of milk and handed it to her.
β......β
How can anyone eat and drink milk?
Su Miao was a little speechless for a while, lifted her forehead slightly, and picked up the milk and took a sip after giving up.
The very fragrant milk flavor stimulates her taste buds, and it tastes better than ordinary milk.
She pursed her lips slightly, put down the cup in her hand, and looked at Lu Jinran.
Lu Jinran also wanted to speak a little, he hesitated in his heart for a long time, and still opened his mouth.
"Su Miao, in fact, I came here today, I just wanted to ask you if we still have a chance. β
Not so long ago, he was still the same anxious, and he always felt that he had to get a definite answer.
But that's what made the two go farther and farther apart.
The performance that he doesn't know how to express love may come from the Lu family, who has never had true love.
Or many years ago, he had already resigned himself to losing his right to love someone.
......
Su Miao didn't expect Lu Jinran to suddenly ask this, her nerves seemed to be allergic to this.
When she thought of these things, she suddenly felt a little irritable in her heart.
There was no hint of pleading in his tone, as if he was asking himself condescendingly.
You like me so much, do you want to be with me or not.
She is a little impetuous, and she hates Lu Jinran's style.
He seems to be the one who will always be on top, and he will never bow his head for anyone.
At that time, Su Miao, who didn't want to continue to entangle with him, was even more ingrained in his heart.
It's just that where she can't see, Lu Jinran's hand hanging on her lap clenched tightly at an invisible speed.
He didn't notice that his tone was wrong, he only knew when he asked the question.
How uneasy his heart was.
How afraid he was that Su Miao would say that he didn't like him anymore.
Lu Jinran seems to be a person who doesn't know how to express emotions, and he uses painless words to interpret the emotions in his heart that taste like chewing wax.
But obviously, Su Miao didn't feel the excellent emotions he was hiding.
Her tone was cold, like a sharp knife about to stab both of them thoroughly.
"Lu Jinran, do you think we will still be possible? Do you think that I liked you before, and I must continue to like you now? Are you too arrogant? β
Anger gradually crept up on her face, glaring at him on the other side, and her words were a little vibrato.
With an accidental movement of his hand, the glass containing milk fell downwards and fell to the ground with a loud breaking sound.
"Unless this cup can be intact, it will never be possible again in our lifetimes. β
That day, it was she who angrily threw down a sentence and left.
Lu Jinran didn't notice that her eyes were a little red, and he didn't have time to explain.
Su Miao walked quickly, and when he chased him out, everyone was gone.
After all, she didn't leave herself any chance, but she just wanted to have a chance.
Su Miao didn't give Lu Jin the slightest chance, she frowned impatiently, picked up the bag around her, put on a mask, and walked out with a roar.
It's just that in the place where Su Miao can't see, where she only leaves a back for Lu Jinran.
The man returned to the dining table a little distracted, squatting down slightly, his phoenix eyes containing complex emotions.
Just staring at the pile of broken and scattered glass shards, he suddenly grabbed the broken glass on the ground with his bare hands and clenched it tightly in his hands.
The broken glass stabbed his palm, and it hurt faintly, and even a trace of blood dripped down.
No one would have thought that a pianist who cares so much about his hands would make such an extreme gesture for this.
He freed his other hand, made a phone call, and asked Mo Xing to come over and take Su Miao home.
He stared at his bloodshot palm, and from that day on, he began to change.
became cautious of her, and no longer dared to move at will.
Even more often, he didn't say anything more about everything he had done for Su Miao.
After a long time, Mo Xing sent him a message, reassuring him that Su Miao had been taken back to the apartment by himself.
Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and let out another long sigh.
"Actually, I just want another chance, and I just need one chance. β
Lu Jinran took off the shell of the cold feint and completely exposed his despicability in front of Su Miao.
I don't want face, I just want you.
(End of chapter)