Chapter 121 Home address
"As your counselor, I can still know your home address."
That's right, it's my own brain that hasn't turned.
I unlocked the door with a codelock, and when he carried me in, I felt embarrassed for a moment.
I have a lot of things to do in the past two days, and my rest is irregular, so I haven't eaten well, let alone tidying up my room.
I saw that my clothes and other daily necessities were placed in the front of me at random, although it was not very messy in the strict sense, but it was still very different from my usual habits.
I couldn't see my face, but I could feel that my face was hot and red.
Looking up at Lu Junxun again, his expression was still as calm as usual, as if he was not surprised at all when he saw such a scene.
However, I felt even more embarrassed, so I reached out and tugged at his sleeve: "Put me down." β
He lowered his head and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure it's okay?" β
I didn't look at him, I just kept my head down and shook my head vigorously.
In the end, he gently put me on the sofa and turned around and walked away.
As the door was closed, the big stone that had been hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground with a 'bang'. I can finally breathe freely.
After calming down, I couldn't help but look at the door, as if there was still that person somewhere.
Ask yourself, I should have paid unusual attention to that man, but I haven't even lived to understand my own life, so how can I understand other people's lives?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.
"Stop dreaming...... Leave me alone. β
In a daze, I seemed to see the man again, still a back, but this time I seemed to feel that he was very familiar, as if I had seen him before.
Suddenly, his figure faded away.
"No...... Don't go! β
I exclaimed, and bounced off the tree's love.
Turning his head to look outside, it was already completely dark. I only felt cold all over my body, it should have been a cold sweat from a dream.
I hugged my knees, formed myself into a ball, and made a defensive stance. When I buried my face in my knees, I felt truly relaxed, as if this posture would not disturb me.
"Don't come to me...... I really don't know who you are......"
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and I was startled.
"Ahh
I gasped for breath and turned abruptly to look in the direction of the door. There was another sound, and I relaxed.
Slowly moved to the doorway, and when I wanted to look through the cat's eyes, I found that it was dark in front of me, and I couldn't see anything.
I furrowed my eyebrows, thought for a moment, and slowly opened the door.
It's just a small slit for easy observation.
But when I opened a small crack, a hand suddenly came from outside the crack in the door. It should be a man's big hands, and it looks very powerful. I was so frightened that I flicked back, and I let go of the doorknob.
The door was opened by that hand, and I looked nervously at the door and made a defensive gesture.
A man's figure appeared outside my door, and I squinted my eyes - it turned out to be Lu Junxun?
He's upstairs from me, what am I nervous about?
Thinking of this, my posture instantly became relaxed.
My appearance also caught his attention, and he let go of my door and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" β
"No, I just woke up, I don't know who came."
His gaze fell on my face, and then slowly swiped over mine, scanning up and down. I didn't see a hint of blasphemy in his eyes, but I had the illusion that I was being rude.
I looked down at myself. Except for the clothes that were a little messy, there was nothing else wrong.
Just as I was thinking this, his voice sounded above my head.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"
I shook my head, "No." β
I just woke up from a nightmare, how could I eat?
"Then come upstairs, I'm done."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving no room for me to refuse.
I hesitated, but went back and tidied up my clothes. Before leaving, he went to the bathroom to take a look at his face, and then- "Ahhh β
There was a long silver mark from the corner of my mouth to my chin, and it was not difficult to see that it was a sign of dry saliva. Now that I think about it, it's no wonder that Lu Junxun looked at me with that kind of look.
Up to the next level. His door was not closed tightly, leaving a crack for me. I looked down and chuckled and pushed the door open.
There was a pair of white slippers in the doorway, just below the entranceβhe had prepared them for me.
After changing into my shoes, I cautiously walked inside.
I didn't even take a good look at his room this morning, and now it seems that his style is really quite different from mine.
My room style is a little more warm, after all, I live alone, and it would be too lonely to be all black and white. But Lu Junxun doesn't seem to be afraid of this at all - looking at the whole room, I see that there is no other color except for a pot of green plants on the windowsill. The decoration style is also very cold, but even so, it still makes people feel particularly classy.
Walking inside, there was a black table in the small dining room, and Lu Junxun was arranging the dishes and chopsticks. Perhaps hearing my movements, he looked up at me and pointed to the door on the other side: "The bathroom is there, go wash your hands." β
Me: "Oooh! β
When I got to the bathroom, I washed my hands obediently.
Why do I always look so scared in front of him? Shouldn't it? Could it be that this man has a special magic in him?
When I came out, he had already set the table, and he was sitting on a chair, opposite which was a pulled chair, which should have been reserved for me.
I sat down boldly, picked up my chopsticks, and said, "Eat." β
"Okay."
During the meal, I couldn't help but want to see him, but I confessed again and again and took my eyes back.
For half an hour, the two of us didn't say a word. If it weren't for the occasional pair of chopsticks sticking out of my sight, I'd probably think I'd be eating by myself.
Actually, I wanted to talk to him. I have too many questions in my heart about this man, but I am afraid that he is a person who 'eats and does not speak', and I am afraid of disturbing him, so I can only say that I can hold back all the words that have surged into my throat.
After eating, I wanted to clean up the dishes and chopsticks together, but he poured a cup of flower tea and put it on the coffee table, and pointed to the sofa to signal me to sit down.
Seriously, his appearance should be quite popular among girls, he can cook, he looks quite rich, and the women around him should not be bad.
Thinking of this, my mood somehow fell inexplicably.
After a while he was finally done, he walked over to the couch and sat down opposite my side.
He said, "I've eaten and drunk enough, are you free now?" β
I didn't know what he meant, so I nodded hesitantly: "Well, headmaster, do you have something to ask me?" β
He said nonchalantly, "Yes." The first question, have we seen each other? Why do I always feel like you're looking at someone you know when you look at me? β
Because of his words, my hair instantly felt like it was about to stand on end, and my scalp tingled.
Why did he suddenly say that? The voice, the silhouette, the back β could it be that he really has something to do with the person in my dreams?
I looked up, looking at him so fearlessly for the first time: "Headmasterβ"
As soon as I blurted out a salutation, he raised his hand again to stop me: "You don't need to call me principal outside the school." β
"Oooh...... Mr. Lu? I tentatively screamed, and seeing that there was no objection between his eyebrows, I continued: "Actually, all the memories of my life a year ago are gone, and this year, I have been constantly dreaming, and there is a man's voice in the dream that has been surrounding me, and I can't get rid of it no matter what. The reason why I looked at you so rudely several times in the past two days is because ......"
"Because I'm very similar to the voice in your dream, isn't it?" He said what was on my mind.
I jerked my head down and didn't look at him. Because I feel a little embarrassed.
In this case, it may seem like a conversation with any man, because even I feel that way......
To my surprise, I waited for a long time for his disdainful laughter, but instead waited for a big warm hand to put it on my head and patted it gently. It's like comfort, it's like encouragement.
I raised my head to look into his eyes one by one, only to hear him smile and say, "The feeling of being immersed in a dream must be very lonely." β
In an instant, my heart seemed to be hit by this sentence.
So far, the only people who know that I am dreaming are Wang Qian and the person in front of me now.
When Wang Qian learned about it a year ago, her attitude was very ridiculous, saying that I had a spring dream, although later I gradually realized that my dream was not just a spring dream, but it still couldn't change her first opinion of me.
But he's different.
After hearing this, he didn't ask me to get to the bottom of it, nor did he say that I should see a doctor, but gently patted my head and said those words that I thought I would never hear in my life.