Lu Zhenming glanced at it, it was indeed stomach medicine, no wonder she ate so little when she ate just now.

His expression was slightly unswerving, his eyes fell on the television, and he didn't say anything more.

Su Wansheng put the medicine back in her bag, thought of Su's mother's birthday, pursed her lips, and said in a clear voice: "My mother's birthday is Wednesday, let's go home for dinner." ”

Lu Zhenming didn't say anything.

Seeing him speak, her heart sank a little, and the gloom in her eyes flashed.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't go back in normal times, but on his mother's birthday, she goes back alone......

She didn't want her family to worry, so she stubbornly asked, "Do you have time?" ”

Lu Zhenming said lightly: "Don't you have a birthday party?" ”

She shook her head slightly: "She doesn't like to be lively, just have a meal together as a family." ”

Lu Zhenming's eyes swept towards her: "I will arrange the time for that afternoon." ”

"It's dinner." It means telling him that it doesn't take an afternoon, as long as he gets off work on time, and she doesn't expect that he can stay with her at Su's house all day.

Lu Zhenming's expression suddenly turned cold, a pair of eyes stared straight at her, and the paper cup was deformed by his slightly tightened fingers, but fortunately, he had already drunk a few sips, and only half a cup was left, and it didn't flow out.

Su Wansheng lowered his head, so he didn't see his flickering face.

Hearing the voices of Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue outside, Lu Zhenming put down the water cup and got up: "I'm back in the room." ”

Su Wansheng also stood up, and she nodded: "Hmm." ”

Before Lu Zhenming could reach the door, Song Zhiyue knocked on the door, and he walked over to open the door.

Seeing that it was him who opened the door, Song Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "Senior Lu, I didn't know that you were inside, so I shouldn't have bothered you, right?" ”

Song Zhiyue and Su Wansheng are both C majors, and Lu Zhenming is four years older than them, so Song Zhiyue keeps calling him senior.

"Nope." Lu Zhenming opened his mouth lightly, walked out of the room with long legs, and walked to the dust seal that was opening the door diagonally opposite.

Song Zhiyue glanced back at him, pursed his lips, entered the room and closed the door with his hand.

"If Senior Zhilu was here, I wouldn't have come back so soon, leaving you more opportunities to be alone."

"It's fine." Su Wansheng shook his head, and then asked casually, "What is Feng Chen looking for you to do?" Did you receive a birthday present from him? ”

"Nope." Song Zhiyue took off the camera hanging around his neck, "I waited next to him when he called, but he didn't say anything after calling, and we came up." ”

Su Wansheng poured a glass of water and handed it to her, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't he just say that he had something to tell you?" Is it that there are too many people in the elevator and he didn't find a chance? ”

"There were just two of us in the elevator." Song Zhiyue shook her head, and at the same time she also felt strange, and after a little silence, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Did you say that he wanted to be alone with me, so he deliberately let me stay?" ”

Su Wansheng was also deeply skeptical: "Maybe." ”

Other than this, there seems to be no reasonable explanation.

The two didn't realize at all that Feng Chen was actually creating an opportunity for Lu Zhenming and Su Wansheng to get along.

Song Zhiyue sat down with a water cup in his hand and said happily: "I think it's like this." ”

Su Wansheng saw that she was in a good mood, and encouraged: "You have been secretly in love with him for so many years, otherwise take advantage of your birthday today to confess to him?" ”