The flowers on Mo can slowly return.

These words came from a letter from King Wu Yue to his wife. The implication is that the flowers on the field have bloomed, and you can enjoy the flowers while slowly coming back.

Or it can be said - the flowers on the path are blooming, and I can wait for you to come back.

It seems humble, but it is with patience.

When Lan Sui asked if Izumi would come back to live, she didn't say anything, just looked at him vividly, and then jumped away. Of course, there is Lan Sui behind her, carrying a suitcase and is on the way.

The night always makes people feel lonely, but fortunately, there is still a person waiting around me, wandering, and worrying.

"You say, are we going to buy a car?"

"Car?"

With his hands behind his back, he turned around and walked backwards towards Lan Sui, "Why do you have such an idea?" ”

"If I had a car, I wouldn't be walking with you with these two suitcases right now."

"Tired?"

"Not really." Lan Sui's physique is not enough to get tired of carrying some suitcases and walking, but "I just feel troublesome, the journey that can be completed in more than an hour and minutes is now becoming a few hours." ”

Smoke thought for a while, came to a conclusion, and said, "So, walking with me is a troublesome thing?" ”

Hiss~~~

Lan Sui gasped.

Another proposition is coming?

Talking about girlfriends or something, do you have to go through this kind of thing every day?

It's just terrifying!

Of course, without a girlfriend, it seems to be a more terrifying thing. So, Lan Sui quickly imagined all kinds of words in his mind, until he felt that he had found the most suitable words.

"What I just said is actually just to express that it is a more comfortable way to take you around the mountains and rivers."

"Hmm~"

Smoke pressed one hand on his chest, and after two seconds of silence, he said: "I don't feel like my heart is moving, Suijun, your love words are really bad."

I should say, I deserve to be a virgin~"

"Hey!"

Lan Sui couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I'm just not good at expressing my feelings." Also, please stop targeting men with the label of virgin.

Really, really want to cry. ”

"Click."

Smoke stopped abruptly. Looking at Lan Sui, who was carrying a suitcase in his left and right hands in front of him, with an innocent look on his face, the little brown leather boots under his feet were pleased, and he stood on tiptoe.

Lan Sui felt the softness and wetness on his forehead, and looked a little confused.

The purple-haired woman took a few steps back expressionlessly, her eyes were shining with stars, and her pink lips opened lightly, "I kissed you, so don't cry." ”

The words that followed made Lan Sui unable to tell whether she was genuinely comforting or a habitual cold-faced poisonous tongue.

But, no matter what, Lan Sui felt that it was not bad to carry two large suitcases in the middle of the night.

The loneliness of the night has become starry, the street lamps on the side of the road, the trams passing by, the lanterns of the restaurants in the alleys have become paintings, they have become music, and they have become the scenery that Lan Sui does not care about, but occasionally skims but likes very much.

Smoked home lives a bit far away.

As mentioned earlier, the development of cities seems to be different, but the final appearance is always the same as that of boring people, high-rise buildings, hurried red street lights, and indifferent passers-by.

The same goes for house prices, so the house where the smoked family lives is a bit far away. Under the ordinary journey of the two, it was almost late at night before they came to the door of her house.

Familiar with the road, Lan Sui was about to carry the smoked luggage towards her home.

Suddenly, the light brightened brightly, shining on the eyes that were accustomed to darkness, making it impossible to open their eyes. Even Lan Sui has a momentary discomfort, and this discomfort always carries a boring mood. When he was about to spit out some uncomfortable words, he immediately closed his mouth.

It's not because of his good qualities, but because he caught a glimpse of Smoke walking towards the car with its headlights on, looking a little chaotic between his steps.

I saw her walk to the driver's cab, stretched out her hand to pull the car door, folded her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed slightly, and said, "Father, good evening." ”

"it!"

The words that Lan Sui originally wanted to say flashed through his mind countless times.

If it is said that the most embarrassing thing in the student days of the flower planter is ranked, then the thing that was blocked by his parents when he fell in love and sent his girlfriend home must be on the list and within the top five.

By the way, there will definitely be classes in the top three to watch H being caught by the teacher, and it's a female teacher, and it was confiscated in the end, and finally finally, there is a paragraph in the plot where the female teacher gently puts her skirt in the red tide......

Let's not mention this yet. What Lan Sui wants to know now is whether he can pretend that he didn't see anything, didn't hear anything, and then slipped away quietly.

To be reasonable, at this time, Smoke should be able to cover up, and then signal Lan Sui to slip away quickly is the royal plot.

It's a pity that my girlfriend can't be that normal.

"Let me introduce, he's my boyfriend, Lan Sui."

Smoke's head tilted slightly, looking at Lan Sui's position, so as to introduce her father.

"Hi~"

What a!

Lan Sui almost slapped himself, is it time to say "hi"?

However, since it has come to this point, Lan Sui, who has not much way out, can only raise his head bravely and look at the cab in the backlight.

In his eyes, he could clearly see a man with white and black hair intertwined to form a unique gray hair, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and his face had the furrows that time had given, but despite this, his resolute face still made people feel a sense of awe. It's just a very old-fashioned look. The expression on his face was neither angry nor happy.

To put it simply, it's the kind of old abstinent handsome guy.

However, the expressionless face or something, is it really the inheritance of the waryuan family?

With some mess in his mind to dilute his nervousness, Lan Sui stepped forward with stiff steps. After all, it would be rude to not go up and say hello to this point.

Standing beside Smoke, also bowing slightly, Lan Sui tried his best to use a steady tone and said, "Good evening, uncle." ”

"Hello."

The rough voice seems to be frosted together like sandpaper, a little harsh, but fortunately it looks very mellow.

However, this mellow sound is not easy to hear. After a simple greeting, Smoke's father didn't say anything, and Lan Sui didn't know what to say now, and the atmosphere seemed to condense at this moment.

Anyway, I'd better go first.

Lan Sui thought like this in his heart, and at the same time said, "It's late today, I'm ......"

"Suijun, don't you want to buy a car? If I'm not mistaken, you don't know how to drive. There's a coach here. ”

Smoked, Lan Sui's words were abruptly interrupted. And also gave him a shackle from which he could not escape.