not good, immortal

Chapter 55 Beauty is a Kind of Kindness
Lu Gui was stunned.

The girl was standing in the shade of the sycamore tree, looking at the past, just in time to see the slender white legs under the denim shorts, stretching out beautiful and healthy muscle lines.

On the top, there is a white T-shirt without a pattern, which makes the face with no makeup even more beautiful.

There was a sense of familiarity deeply imprinted in the memory in that look.

Oh, he remembered.

Outside the store, Feng He didn't expect that the other party would look at him, and stared at him blankly for a few seconds.

The proprietress couldn't see Lu Gui's expression, so she stood up and greeted warmly: "Little girl, do you want to eat noodles?"

"Uh……"

Feng He didn't know what to answer, her white and round toes clenched uncontrollably, and fell into a dilemma.

Could it be that he was found following a man...

This feeling, why is it a little abnormal?
You can only lift your feet and walk in.

This small shop is not big, with a total of five tables, one of which has dishes prepared by the proprietress.

Although it wasn't time for dinner, but no matter how he sat, he was very close to that person, so Feng He could only bite the bullet and pick a seat.

so awkward.

Feng He was about to sit down, the little girl just looked at the person curiously, and then looked down at the thoughtful Lu Gui, breaking the embarrassment——

"Mr. Lu, is this beautiful sister your girlfriend?"

It brought silence.

Lu Gui: ...

Fenghe: ...

Feng He tried to speak to break the silence, wanting to say that he had just arrived at the door of the store.

But the little girl didn't give her a chance, and said: "I see that beautiful sister has been here for a long time, did she quarrel with Teacher Xiao Lu?"

Seeing that neither of them spoke, coupled with the very CP-like eyes, the little girl felt that her judgment was very accurate.

The youth novels in the campus magazines are all written in this way.

What kind of two-way secret love, misunderstanding, and constant misses, in short, two people just can't be together well.

Besides, Teacher Xiao Lu was once known as a cold and cold male god. Who saw him staring at a girl for more than two seconds?
Just like the one in the dance class next door, the beautiful teacher who had attended the Spring Festival Gala, gained a lot of fans in their children's palace, but also lost in front of him.

Moreover, this beautiful sister is indeed much prettier than that dance teacher. Among other things, there is no trace of blemish on her skin, which makes people want to get close to her.

To say that she is with Teacher Xiao Lu, it is an absolute match.

The girl simply put down her schoolbag, went over and pulled Feng He to Lu Gui's table to sit down, like a little adult, and said: "If there is any misunderstanding, just make it clear."

Fenghe: ...

Lu Gui's clear water eyes were just a few feet away, very similar to what she saw in the mirror that day, she suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago, and couldn't help but blush.

Little adults are not adults after all.

The embarrassment in the shop became more and more intense, and the proprietress realized that she pulled her daughter aside and said haha: "Little girl, did you know Teacher Xiao Lu?"

Feng He is as angry as you gossamer: "I don't know..."

Lu Gui: "I know."

Fenghe:? ? ?
It really is this familiar bridge!
The little girl broke free from her mother's hand, with an expression of "let me tell you" all over her face.

The high-pitched voice came from the kitchen again:

"Ninga's nest, uh, four bodies, don't want to listen to it!"

The proprietress felt that her husband was right this time, so she decisively dragged her daughter away, and kept nodding and smiling: "Mr. Lu, eat slowly, eat slowly."

Lu Gui didn't move his chopsticks, staring at Feng He's face, thinking.

The power of the air conditioner in the small shop is not high, behind Fenghe, the heat wave from the kitchen hits, and she feels that time passes more slowly.

No, the tracking was discovered, right?Is this look looking at the prisoner?

But after much deliberation, she was the one who was at fault, and she didn't dare to make mistakes.

Feng He could only muster up his courage, and stretched out a finger, pointing to the bowl that was faintly steaming, but not so happy.

"If you don't eat any more, it will be lumpy."

"Oh."

After she reminded, Lu Gui lowered his eyelids, picked up the chopsticks again, and picked up the noodles in the bowl.

It was a bowl of traditional yellow fish noodles. The soup was thick and white, almost overflowing the edge of the bowl.

The noodles are very thin, and the fish body that was originally covered with a layer has now been mixed. Occasionally, a few pieces of white fish meat are exposed on the soup surface, and there is no fishy smell. The pickled vegetables soaked in the soup are evenly divided.

Chopsticks picked it up, and the noodles hung down thinly, wrapped in thick soup, just covering half of Lu Gui's buried face.

Feng He stared straight at the eyes.

The man suddenly raised his head, and those eyes like a lake on a moonlit night savagely came into her sight again.

"Do you eat?"

"Uh..." It seems to be quite fragrant.

Feng He nodded, then shook his head again.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her, anyway, this person doesn't know her now, shouldn't she run away?

But why can't this leg be lifted as if it has been filled with lead?
Now my mind is in a mess, but my heart is running wild.

And, if she read it right, Lu Gui smiled.

He beckoned and called a small bowler before he said slowly, "I've seen you."

"what?"

Feng He was so frightened that Huarong turned pale.

Was it discovered so soon?
Has he stayed with Rong Jinxianjun and the others for a long time, and can see his real body?
Doesn't that...know who she is?A small face became more and more red.

"In the hospital."

Lu Gui remembered it clearly.

Just a few days ago, they passed by each other downstairs in the second inpatient building of Xishu Fourth Hospital.

That beautiful and indescribable face can be said to have disappeared in a flash among the noisy crowd, accompanied by the voice of the man in the front row reading aloud, it is very appropriate and impressive.

Aristotle said: Beauty is a kind of goodness, which causes pleasure precisely because it is goodness.

Very beautiful.

That's how he feels about this girl.

Although I don't know the reason why she appeared there, but if the first encounter was accidental, the second encounter should be metaphysics.

It just so happened to be the category he was researching recently.

It happened that the proprietress brought up another bowl of noodles.

"Don't be so cautious, you can be regarded as a patient." After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and began to eat noodles seriously.

Being delayed for a few minutes by Feng He so suddenly, the bowl of noodles was already a bit lumpy, he divided the noodles with chopsticks, and slowly ate them into his mouth one bite at a time.

After all, it is a mortal body, and there are fine beads of sweat oozing from the bridge of the nose and between the foreheads.

Seeing Feng He's heart stagnate.

Suddenly, I remembered what Qiao Zhenzhen said...

Love is such an ephemeral thing that only mortals can experience it.

Hey, what the hell am I thinking?

Feng He hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks and started charging at the fish in the bowl, after all, she really doesn't know how to mix noodles.

In fact, eating... She is not good at it either.

Fortunately, this fish fillet has been carefully processed, there are no thorns, and the fish meat is tender and smooth, and it melts in the mouth.

There is a little sweetness in the pickled cabbage, and it is paired with a thick fish soup. It has a special flavor, at least in the past thousands of years, I have not eaten it.

While eating, she peeked at the man opposite from the corner of her eye.It's okay, he's all focused on the noodles, and he's not distracted to focus on himself.

Everyone has something to do, which is really a good way to resolve the embarrassment.

After the toppings were eliminated first, Fenghe killed the lonely noodles with a few chopsticks, and finally drank the fish soup from the bowl, very full.

This was probably a disguised experience of Qiao Zhenzhen's happiness.

(End of this chapter)