Xiao Luo quietly looked at Wang Yuxi's frightened expression, although he was not happy in his heart, his previous anger was swept away.

The man next to him moved his arm to pull the person in front of him, and his face lost that ice-like momentum, "Sit down." ”

Xiao Luo lowered his eyes, it was a tube of burn cream, the package had just been opened, and it was obvious that he had just gone out to buy it.

I wanted to take the ointment and apply it myself, but the man couldn't help but take her scalded hand and unscrew the ointment.

A faint scent of herbs wafted from the skin on the back of his hand to the tip of his nose, and he lowered one arm to the bar, squinting his eyes and carefully examining the man's eyebrows.

His eyelashes are so long, and when he looks down, the light falls on the tip, giving people the illusion of flapping wings.

The man's movements are very delicate, and there is no discomfort at all except for the roughness of skin contact.

Every place was evenly coated with ointment, and the smell of herbs became more and more intense, Xu is light was blinded, and Xiao Luo suddenly had the illusion of time travel.

On the wooden table in the dilapidated courtyard, she also stretched out her injured little hand to watch the delicate young man apply herbs to her.

The cyan juice flowed down the white arms, dripping all the way to the green grass along the texture.

The young man raised his head and smiled at her, "Don't worry, my herb will cure all diseases." ”

She was still crying, and she looked up and sniffed, a nose of herbs.

Stunned for a moment, Yi Zeran had already finished painting the back of her hand for her, and was sitting up straight, staring at her other hand without saying a word.

Xiao Luo lowered his head in a panic, and his voice trembled a little: "This hand is fine." ”

Yi Zeran didn't speak, his sharp gaze still fell on her, and one hand held the palm that was shrinking downward.

After checking back and forth many times and confirming that there were no wounds, Yi Zeran let go and threw the ointment on the smooth table.

Looking up, he saw that Xiao Luo was still looking at him, his lips were white, he put his hand on the table and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Luo sniffed, and suddenly remembered that he had something to look for him, and since he met it by chance, it was better to talk about it together.

At the moment, she was not in the mood to work, so after asking her boss for leave, she ordered a pot of tea and sat by the window with Yi Zeran.

The tea was a little hot, neither of them moved the cups, Xiao Luo turned his head to look at the flickering neon outside the window, and he didn't know where to start if he thought about it.

She has spoken little since she was a child, especially to unfamiliar people, and she is quite restrained in her words and deeds.

After grinding for a while, she finally tentatively spoke: "Mr. Yi is very busy this time?"

Yi Zeran glanced at her and did not speak.

"I heard from my aunt that you haven't been back for a while, and you're ...... Never had a ...... before."

Yi Zeran took a sip of the black tea on the table, his eyelids were half hanging in the steam, and the emotions in his eyes were elusive.

"I'll try to find time to go back, you don't have to worry about these things."

One sentence blocked Xiao Luo to death, Xiao Luo took a deep breath and lowered his head to pinch the glass and shook it, the light-colored liquid rippled and fell under the light.

"I want to know...... Are you not coming home because of me......"

Her voice was low, she spoke slowly, her tone flickering, and she was extremely unconfident.

A smile overflowed from the man's throat, and the laughter was so abrupt that Xiao Luo couldn't help but look up at her, "Then Miss Lin can you give me a reason to avoid you?"

Reason...... Xiao Luo squeezed the cup tightly, lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, and finally held back two words: "Can't." ”

It's intuition, a woman's inexplicable intuition.

"Since there is no reason, what Miss Lin said earlier is not true?"

"But......" Xiao Luo was a little anxious, but he couldn't find a reason to refute him, "Aunt misses you very much, and she has been in a bad mood during this time." ”

"Again." Yi Zeran pushed the glass to the middle of the table, and his movements were lazy, "I'll try to find time to go back." ”

Speaking of this, he was completely speechless, Xiao Luo moved his sweaty hand, bit his lip and said something to disturb, and stood up directly.

Yi Zeran reached out and grabbed her arm, and seemed to let out a sigh, "It's not too early, I'll send you back...... By the way, look at my mom. ”

Xiao Luo looked up at him, his eyes were clear, and his expression was still very awkward.

On the way back, Xiao Luo kept leaning against the car window and thinking about why he was angry.

For the Yi family's mother and son, she is just an outsider, and whether their relationship is good or bad actually has nothing to do with her.

Even, Yi Zeran never went home, she still felt more comfortable.

But when she thought of Yi Zeran's indifferent attitude, she felt angry.

Xiao Luo silently patted his forehead, and suddenly felt that he was so hypocritical that he couldn't be helped.

When he parked, Yi Zeran deliberately stopped Xiao Luo.

The man was still sitting in the driver's seat, the door was dark, and Xiao Luo was standing by the clean road, his eyes falling on the bright window in the room.

"I was really busy some time ago...... Yi Zeran's voice was very low, and there was a bit of helplessness in his tone, "Not in the future, thank you for reminding me, I am relieved to have you by my mother's side." ”

The deep pupils of his eyes fell on Xiao Luo's body like stars in the dark night, and he actually gave people an illusion of tenderness at this time.

When Xiao Luo looked up at him in surprise, Yi Zeran had already turned his head and started the car.

Standing silently in the courtyard for a while, Xiao Luowu shook her head, the feeling that man gave her was too strange.

Sometimes distant, sometimes close.

Just like the wind in the courtyard at this time, you can't tell which one will carry the hot air.

Yi's mother was watching TV in the living room, and dinner was still in the kitchen.

Xiao Luo still opened the refrigerator and found a few green vegetables, and put down the noodles with two eggs.

When the pot was boiling, Yi Zeran stood against the door frame of the kitchen, holding a small porcelain bowl in his wide hand.

Xiao Luo wanted to tell him that there was other food in the kitchen, but before he opened his mouth, he picked up a spoon and skillfully served the noodles.

The lights in the kitchen where the heat was too heavy were a lot darker, and Yi Zeran stood very close to her, and he could smell the faint incense on the man's body as soon as he turned his head.

Xiao Luo turned his head away, his eyes fell on the steaming pot, the man's cuffs were pulled up to his elbows at will, and half of his arms were exposed in the mist.

His skin is not very white, but his texture is distinct, and he looks like a man with a lot of strength.

Because there are other meals, Xiao Luo doesn't cook much, and by the time Yi Zeran finishes serving, most of it has been missing, Xu is afraid that Xiao Luo will blame, and when he put down the spoon, the man suddenly said: "Mother said that she left you food, it should be enough for you to eat, right?" ”

There was a hint of a smile in his tone.

"Enough."

For dinner, Xiao Luo went upstairs alone.

When going up the stairs, you can still hear Yi Zeran's cold voice and Yi Mu's tired answer, and the conversation seems to be a little deadlocked.

When I entered the room, there happened to be a text message on my mobile phone, which was from Ding Xiaoran, and there were only a few words on it: Don't tell Hanchuan about today's events.

Xiao Luo blinked, and replied after a while: Okay.