Lu Lu was a little puzzled, the frequency of his encounter with him seemed to be a little too high. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every morning, she likes to go to the willow tree by the Sifang Lake to recite French poems, which has been thunderous since she entered school.

Although she used to meet boys who pretended to endorse her in the name of her school flower, she chose to ignore them and would not be affected at all, but now she is obviously far away from her, half a lake away, but she still feels that the beautiful French has made her read as rigid as a textbook.

"Is there anyone here?"

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the spoon were still an attractive color, but she felt that the food was tasteless, and she only felt that her face was very red, so she stood up and walked out with the plate: "I'm done, let's go first." ”

He slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand and raised his eyes to look at her: "Well, goodbye." ”

It wasn't until she got out of the door of the cafeteria that Lu Lu's brain regained the ability to think, why did she run away! Moreover, why did she talk to him, obviously the two of them didn't know each other!

Lu Lu, who has always been unfazed, looked embarrassed for the first time, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to hide in and never come out again.

If Ling Xiao and the others knew about this, they would have to be shocked by their eyes.

You must know that they Lu Lu have always been light and light, but a boy stood opposite her and recited love poems to her, and when they couldn't help but stop eating and listen, they could still eat the meal with an elegant spoon and chopsticks in their right hand, and they could also make pertinent suggestions on the pause tone and other issues without making people feel embarrassed.

Now he fled first, still blushing......

"Dad, I used to laugh at you for planting, and this time I probably planted it too."

Lu Lu's face was wilted, and he grinned at the frozen smile in the photo with an expression that was more ugly than crying.

The farewell ceremony came faster than expected, and it seemed to pass faster than normal days, and Lu Lu's heart was a little conflicted.

She read out the dozen or so English names on the list one by one, and finally finished the Chinese name, and she could obviously feel her fingers holding the manuscript trembling.

Because there was something wrong with the secretarial department, the manuscript was handed to her before she came to the scene.

He is also surnamed Qu, and he is like this, he is really the son of his father's deceased.

Lu Lu tried her best to calm down, finished the words, stood under the light and slowly looked at the audience, where her eyes met, her heart trembled fiercely, and then bent down and bowed.

Lu Lu got off the stage and went to his place.

didn't foreshadow anything, and it came up with a sentence: "Your surname is Qu?" ”

Qu Jiahang looked at her with tears in his eyes, and nodded with his eyebrows.

"Then Qu Shizheng ......"

"It's my father."

He didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the bright girl in front of him burst into tears even more fiercely, and he didn't want her to be seen by others like this, so he immediately stood up and pressed her head slightly into his arms, and then took her shoulder with the other hand and walked out with her.

In full view of everyone, the two of them left the auditorium in such a strange and twisted and naturally intimate posture.

Aunt Li was originally invited by Lu Lu to clean the house, her father couldn't stand a little dust in the house before his death, and now although he is deceased, but the statue is placed at home, Lu Lu naturally has the intention to ask someone to clean it.

She often comes home to talk to her father recently, and she doesn't need to be told by others, she knows that this is a very strange behavior in the eyes of others, so she gave Aunt Li a few days off, so when Qu Jiahang came to Lu Lu's house, the huge mansion was just empty.

Lu Lu turned on the light, and the two of them had just come from the night, and they were dazzled by this sudden light, and they were silent for a while.

"This is my dad's portrait."

Lu Lu turned around and explained to him.

Qu Jiahang looked in the direction she was standing, and saw that on the framed large black and white photo, it was a rather handsome middle-aged man, but he was not smiling, but showing a mouthful of neat teeth, and at a glance he knew that he was sunny and open-minded.

Inexplicably, it gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Well, look at this."

Lu Lu took out a handkerchief from the drawer, Qu Jiahang reached out and took it, the handkerchief was as white as a feather, folded in all directions, and when I opened it, it was an old photo.

The woman smiled like a flower, gentle and charming, and the man she was holding was tall and proud. There was a man standing beside each of the two people, and his appearance was extremely excellent, with a unique charm that belonged to that era.

This photo, Qu Jiahang simply couldn't be more familiar.

Because in his home, there is also the same photo.

He pestered his parents to explain it to him when he was very young, and heard many people from the photo album that he had never met and who he would never see again.

The stereotypical and somewhat cute grandfather, the reckless grandfather......

He took these stories to heart.

But only in this photo, he only knew the two men above, one was Uncle Xu who had hugged him, and the other was Uncle Lu, his mother's classmate, and he didn't know anything else.

Uncle Lu, Lu Lu...... Is she Uncle Lu's daughter?

Lu Lu looked at him and knew that he had guessed it, so he pointed to the photo and said, "Oh, my father is this, he told me that your mother has told me many times, and I am a little jealous." But his mother never got angry, and she accompanied him to talk about those things. ”

"I'm still curious, my mother only met my father after he came to Taiwan, how could he know so much, as if he had experienced it himself, and later realized that he was only proficient."

Lu Lu glanced at the portrait helplessly: "My ears are about to be ground out of cocoons." ”

Qu Jiahang was amused by her playful tone: "What did Uncle Lu say?" ”

Lu Lu glared at a pair of bright eyes and waved his hand: "It's a lot!" Why did your Aunt Yan treat everything indifferently when she was studying, and there is this! ”

She put her hands behind her back and said with a straight face: "Lu Lu, it's not right for you to do this, if it were your Aunt Yan, she would definitely ......"

Lu Lu deliberately lowered her voice to imitate the tone that Lu Zhonglin had taught her before, and finally stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch Qu Jiahang's head: "Got it, Lu ......?"

Her hand stopped in mid-air, only to realize what a humiliating thing she was going to do, and she was embarrassed for a moment.

However, before she could withdraw her hand, she saw Qu Jiahang, who was a head taller than her, bowing her head slightly, and the fluffy hair happened to fit in her warm palm.

The real tingling sensation came from the palm of his hand, and Lu Lu couldn't help but be stunned. (To be continued.) )