Time flicked of a finger, Wen Zimo was in his third year of high school, and Luo Xingxing was in his first year of graduate school.

As long as he is free on weekends, Luo Xingxing will still go to Lin Chuxia's home.

From childhood to adulthood, the summer vacation every year has never stopped, not to mention the four years of college, she has become accustomed to it, as if she is going back to her own home.

Speaking of grandparents, it seems that the older they get, the more they like themselves, and they can't do without themselves.

As long as Luo Xingxing hasn't arranged her time on the weekend, her grandfather's phone will call and ask her when she will come back? It's delicious, and all her favorite foods are ready!

When the roommates found out, they would be amazed, how is this possible? More attentive than grandpa and grandma!

It's just that they won't know that it is indeed Luo Xingxing's grandfather and grandmother!

Luo Xingxing is becoming more and more like Lin Chuxia when he was young, every move, every smile, how could grandparents not like it.

And Luo Xingxing's age at the moment is the most rebellious years of Lin Chuxia, the years when he left letters and ran away from home were the most painful days for Lin's father and Lin's mother.

And Luo is happy, as if she is making up for her mother's lack back then, as long as she has time, she will go home and accompany her grandparents. Luo Xingxing's well-behaved at home made her grandparents more and more psychologically dependent on her.

It was another summer weekend, and Wen Zimo rode his bicycle to Luo Xingxing's school.

On the campus, students walked in pairs, and on the lawn, a boy playing the guitar was singing, attracting passers-by to turn their heads and look.

Wen Zimo went straight to the front of his sister's dormitory, sat on his bicycle, his two long legs propped up on the ground, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to call his sister.

Suddenly, he saw a boy holding a bouquet of flowers, standing in front of the dormitory building, with fine sweat stains on his forehead, nervous and cramped.

There was a crisp sound of high heels stepping on the floor, from far and near, Luo Xingxing walked out of the dormitory building, and the boy greeted him.

"Lorraine! Send you! The boy held the flowers in front of Luo's eyes.

Luo Xingxing took the flowers: "Thank you!" ”

"Let's watch a movie together, there are new films coming out recently."

"Not today, I'm going to my aunt's house."

"What about tomorrow? Do you have time tomorrow? ”

Luo Xingxing hesitated.

"Lo is happy!" Wen Zimo shouted.

"Momo, why are you here?"

Wen Zimo made a graceful arc of his right leg, got out of the car, stood on the ground, let go, and the bicycle fell on the lawn.

"I'm here to pick you up!" Wen Zimo said, took off his sunglasses from the top of his head, and put them on: "Who is he?" ”

Wen Zimo looks cool, under the sun, his finely carved face, handsome and beautiful. The curve of his lips is quite perfect, and he seems to have a smile at any time, this smile seems to make the sun suddenly pull out of the gloom from the clouds, and shine in at once, free and handsome.

"Let's go, go home." Luo Xingxing walked over and grabbed Wen Zimo's arm and prepared to leave.

"Lorraine, I'll call you tomorrow." The boy still had a glimmer of hope.

"There's no time tomorrow!" Wen Zimo turned his head and shook his head, and glanced at him fiercely.

Luo Xingxing didn't say anything, and pulled Wen Zimo away, leaving the boy with a look of loss.

"Who is this grandson?" Wen Zimo asked indignantly.

"How do you speak? Can you be civilized! ”

"I'll just say this grandson, what's wrong?" Wen Zimo said, snatched the flower from Luo Xingxing's hand, and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road.

"Unreasonable!" Luo Xingxing was really angry.

Wen Zimo saw that Luo Xingxing was angry, and his heart was furious.

"Sister, I was wrong...... Wen Zimo smiled hippie and began to apologize.

Luo Xingxing walked in front and ignored him.

Back at home, Luo Xingxing still didn't want to talk to him.

"Happy, what's wrong today?" Grandpa looked at his granddaughter, and as soon as he entered the door, he didn't smile much: "Who bullied you?" ”

"Grandpa, grandpa, sit down, you haven't read today's newspaper yet." Wen Zimo pulled his grandfather to sit on the sofa and took a stack of newspapers: "My sister is going to give me a lecture!" ”

After Wen Zimo finished speaking, he pulled Luo Xingxing into the room and closed the door.

He pulled out his school bag, pulled out his textbook, and opened it.

"This lecture ......," Wen Zimo pointed to a mistake in the textbook.

Luo Xingxing sat down, took out a pen, wrote in the notebook, and spoke.

Wen Zimo looked at Luo Xingxin's jade-like fingers, and wrote quickly in the notebook.

He was absent-minded, looking at Luo's happy side face, his fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red powder, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his lips were as delicate as rose petals.

"Do you have a word on my face?" Luo Xingxing put down the pen.

"No word......" Wen Zimo grinned.

"What are you looking at without words?"

"Beautiful! It's so pretty! "For the first time, Wen Zimo found Luo Xingxin so beautiful!

"Can you be serious?" Luo happily banged on the table.

"Uh-huh......" Wen Zimo retracted his gaze, and a strange feeling in his heart appeared inexplicably.

At dinner, Grandpa looked at Luo Xingxing and had a smile on his face.

"When I first came home, why wasn't I happy? Tell grandpa, who bullied you? Professor Lin transferred his love for his daughter to Luo Xingxing.

Sometimes, in a trance, he felt as if he was his daughter in her twenties, standing in front of him.

"Momo threw away my flowers."

"He throws? What flowers do you have? ”

"Flowers sent to me by my classmates."

"Oh, grandpa gets it, happy boyfriend."

"Grandpa, it's a prospective boyfriend, I haven't promised him yet, the inspection stage."

"Tell grandpa, is his family local or out-of-town?"

"His family, it should be local!"

"It's good local!"

"Grandpa, I haven't promised him yet."

"Who didn't promise?" Grandma took the plate and put it on the dining table: "Momo, call your mother and ask where you are going?" The meal is ready, and I haven't come back yet. ”

Wen Zimo sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, listened to the conversation between his grandfather and his sister, thinking about going to school today to meet his sister's suitor, and secretly scolded in his heart, this grandson, the toad wants to eat swan meat!

Lin Chuxia opened the door and came in.

"Auntie." Luo Xingxing stepped forward and took the bag from his aunt's hand: "Where's my uncle?" ”

"Uncle is working overtime." Lin Chuxia looked at Luo Xingxing: "How are you doing?" Nervous about studying? Do you still stay up late at night? ”

"It's okay, it's time for the exam, so I have to stay up late at night."

"Girls, take care of yourself, don't work too hard."

"I know, auntie."

"Momo, come over for dinner." Grandma shouted.

Wen Zimo got up and walked slowly to the dining table.

Lin Chuxia looked at his son, who was half a head taller than him: "Raise this divine beast, my mother is back, and I don't care." ”

The son of his youth doesn't communicate with himself, and he can't say a few words with his father, but he is happy with Luo, and he has endless words......