"Miss Lu is here." Aunt Zhou greeted the car, waited for someone to get out of the car, and immediately stepped forward.

"Aunt Zhou, long time no see." Lu Xiaobei said with a smile, "It's good if you call me Xiaobei." ”

It was true that she could get used to being called Xiaobei before, but she hadn't been here for too long.

"By the way......" remembered again, "Thank you Aunt Zhou for the soup she cooked for me when I injured my foot before." ”

"Oh, what's polite." Aunt Zhou hasn't seen Lu Xiaobei for a few days, and she feels that she likes it more, "How is it, there is no problem with your feet now, right?" He looked down at his feet.

"Well, the doctor said at the time that the recovery was very good." The main thing is to raise it well.

"It's just too thin, working outside alone, take care of your body!" Aunt Zhou took a good look at Lu Xiaobei and said.

"No way, I want to be on camera." Lu Xiaobei said on his lips, but he was very moved in his heart, except for her mother, even her mother, she rarely said that she was thin. Especially that shine, she really thinks that the thinness in shine's eyes may only be skeletons.

Saying that, Nan Yanchun came from the other side of the car, and Aunt Zhou took them into the house: "The old man has been waiting for a long time. ”

When he was in the car, because he wanted to meet his parents, Lu Xiaobei also put on light makeup. Look a little more energetic. For the first time, I held a mirror in front of Nan Yanchun and put on makeup, which was not a small embarrassment. But if you don't wear makeup, you do look very tired.

The weather on this day is not good, a little gloomy, but this solar term, it is not cold, so the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the Nanjia mansion are open, and there is a spring breeze blowing from time to time. Old man Nan was wearing reading glasses and was reading a very heavy book.

This made Lu Xiaobei look at it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel that he was just an old man.

"Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

Two men came in, one calling after the other.

The old man raised his eyes for a moment, and then his gaze fell again, but he spoke: "Have dinner tonight, this just got off the plane is also hard, go upstairs to rest, wash your face." The rooms were all cleaned. ”

Uh, the makeup that I just put on, I have to wash it - okay -

Lu Xiaobei only had this one idea.

It's Nan Yanchun, who looks very hesitant.

However, in the end, he also led the way in front and took Lu Xiaobei upstairs.

Silent, his steps even heavier, Nan Yanchun stepped up to the second floor and went to his room.

In the middle of the way, in front of a closed door, there was a slight pause in his footsteps.

Soon, though, he continued to move forward.

When I opened the door, it looked like a teenager's room.

Then Lu Xiaobei noticed that Nan Yanchun couldn't help but look around the room, and finally his eyes fell motionless in front of the wardrobe, as if he was thinking about something.

"You haven't been back in a long time?" Lu Xiaobei asked guessingly.

Nan Yanchun came back to his senses: "Hmm." ”

He would come back for dinner every week, but he hadn't been back to his room for a long time – it was hard to imagine.

"Go freshen up." Nan Yanchun said, gesturing the location of the bathroom with his eyes.

"Oh."

Entering the bathroom, when closing the door, Lu Xiaobei suddenly found that the figure, in this space, had an inexplicable feeling of sadness.

She had heard Feng Lan talk about some things about Nan Yanlin, and it was difficult to understand them when she hadn't entered his world. Now that she's in, it seems that apart from silence, in addition to a lot of unknown dusty memories, in this house, in the whole house, and there is nothing that makes people relax, feel at home??

Or, when he's here, he's more heavy than in any place he's not used to?