In the pitch darkness of the room, the screens of several computers flashed with electrofluorescence.

I can't tell the difference between day and night, there are no windows, and empty take-out boxes are littered everywhere, which is enough to see how poor the living habits of the people living here are.

In the silence, only the hum of the computer echoed, which was irritating.

The doorbell suddenly exploded in the room, and a figure suddenly rolled from the sofa chair in front of the computer, obviously startled.

⌒ If you look closely, there is only one person in this big room.

So that means there's only one person here? Are all these computers used by this one person?

◎ The young man who had just stayed up all night and hadn't been able to sleep for long was woken up by the doorbell that almost never rang came to the door in a daze and opened the door casually.

"Who?"

"Hi Lawrence...... Yes! ”

Pity looked at the young man who appeared from the door, his unkempt beard made him look very decadent, but the clear muscle lines on his body still showed that this person had a good figure...... Ahh

After reacting to himself, he slammed the door pitifully.

Lawrence He ...... He only wore a **!

And Lawrence, who woke up instantly because of the voice just now, was also extremely embarrassed to look at the door that was closed again, never thought that there would be such a scene of meeting with pity in adulthood.

It's really a day!

"That. Well, I'm right outside the door, you go and change your clothes first. ”

Poor, a little shy voice came from across the door.

In a hurry, I got dressed in half a minute, and then came to the door again and opened the door. Although he also wanted to tidy up his image, in order not to make her wait for a long time, he still let her in as soon as possible.

In the end, it's impossible to pity him, and it's useless to pay attention to the image.

"Stayed up late again?"

Looking at the scene inside the house, she knew Lawrence's habits when she was addicted to the Internet before, and she knew very well that her words were nonsense.

Look like this. Lawrence basically stayed up late every day and slept during the day.

No way. Who called her a childhood sweetheart who was a nocturnal creature through and through?

"Hurry up and shave your beard, wash your face, and go out with me later, and I'll take you to dinner." Look at your bill for so many takeaways here. I haven't had a serious meal since I moved here, right? Really, when will you learn to take good care of yourself, I'm not your nanny. ”

Pitifully pushed him out of the living room, and then began to pick up the Trash that Lawrence had littered.

Lawrence watched her movements in amazement.

Yes, I can't learn to take care of my own life, isn't it because you've been taking care of me since I was a child?

I never thought of you as my babysitter, but I was naïve enough to think that you wouldn't leave me and would continue like this.

I didn't know it was impossible, so I kept following John. In the hope of being by your side, enjoying the care you take for granted.

Unexpectedly, it has been several years. I can still see this scene again......

"What's the fuss, hurry up!"

Seeing him standing still, Pitiful immediately frowned and glared at him, but her expression was equally charming in Lawrence's eyes.

"Hmm."

With poor help, it took Lawrence less than a quarter of an hour to finish his image.

When I ∵ downstairs, I saw the car that the three of them were in the neighborhood for the first time. John's sports car at a glance.

But there was no one in the car now.

"Isn't John coming?"

Lawrence was amazed. …

Asked him out to eat, and John was not there. When I was a child, I didn't have it at all after I met John, right?

And with the current relationship between John and Pitty, Poor will not risk letting John get angry when he finds out.

"That guy was busy watching anime before.,Yesterday's FZ he looked like he watched it all night.,Now he's probably still sleeping in the room.。

Recently, because I put all my spirit into work, I haven't chased the two-dimensional anime for a while.

Hearing that John would re-read Yunliu's work several times, Lawrence also wondered if he would take some time to see what was going on when he came back.

Pitifully sat directly in the driver's seat, and Lawrence had to follow her into the car.

"Is there anything you'd like to go? Ah, I didn't bring much money, and I can't afford to hire a five-star hotel. ”

Lawrence tugged at the corners of his mouth: "No need, Mr. Yun has paid me a salary recently, and it's no problem to invite you to a meal." Now that the big money is not here, let me occasionally show the so-called gentlemanly demeanor, I usually don't have the opportunity to show Xiàn. ”

"Haha, Lawrence, you don't match gentlemanly demeanor. But since you have rare kindness, it is not a lady's job to refuse a gentleman's invitation. Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. ”

Since Lawrence said that he wanted to show his gentlemanly demeanor, he was pitiful and polite, and drove to an English fine dining restaurant.

In fact, the identities of the two are not worried about money, any restaurant can be visited, and the previous words were just a joke.

Poor that he couldn't see the stubbornness in his heart, perhaps in order to compare himself with John in front of her, he must have wanted to yearn for the kind of aristocratic restaurant that could show the memory of "gentlemanly etiquette".

However, Lawrence ...... You're not him after all.

However, to her surprise, this time the two were alone, and when they were eating, she found that she didn't know when, Lawrence's dining movements were actually formal, and the elegance was unimaginable.

How could it be, obviously in her memory......

"Hehe, because you kept your eyes on John all the time while we were eating together, why, surprised, right?"

Lawrence looked at her with a smile, the surprise in her eyes that he could clearly see without even asking.

Pitifully and complicated, looking at his aristocratic manners, which were not weaker than those cultivated by John since childhood, his every move seemed to be full of the demeanor of a high nobleman, far from the decadent young man she had just seen in front of the door.

Is he really the Lawrence she knows, her cowardly, imageless childhood sweetheart?

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to grow so much recently, I didn't even notice it. Really, Lawrence, how did you become such an attractive man before I knew it, and you were so careful to hide from me. ”

Although it was a little embarrassing, after all, Lawrence did not show such a strong competitive posture in front of John, and it was pitiful enough to maintain the attitude of a good friend.

"Haha, yes."

Lawrence was noncommittal to her words.

Obviously, I'm changing a little bit in front of you, little by little, trying to make you notice.

But who hasn't noticed?

"By the way, Lawrence, isn't your job going to be hard right now? I don't think your life there is going to be easy, it won't be Yunliu who forced you to work so hard, right? ”

Elegantly eating the dishes on his plate, Lawrence's face did not show the expression of pity expecting.

Calm, silent as a pool of stagnant water, as if John was serious, but now he is more like a cloud willow in a god posture than John.

It seems that he doesn't care about a qiē and treats it as if it were mortal.

Why, obviously she should still be the most beloved person in his heart, right?

Although she had never considered Lawrence's possibility, she had always been very clear about the hearts of people, at least the hearts of the men around her.

Lawrence never gave up on her, and even if he gave up getting her, he never gave up liking her.

At least that, she is absolutely confident.

But why, now that his eyes still reflected her figure, but she couldn't see the flames around her figure?

What about his passion for her?

Women are afraid of losing, even if it is not something that belongs to them, as long as it has been theirs, then they do not want to lose.

Once faced with this situation, they will feel a greater loss.

Lawrence watched her perfect face change its expression, and finally changed into a stunned posture, before he put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked into her distracted eyes.

"Poor, what do you think of the world?"

"Which is more important, oneself* or order?" (To be continued)