After being reborn, I found out that my deskmate was secretly in love with me

Chapter 86 The phone is out of charge

Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the oil-stained plastic curtain hanging on the store door shook like crazy, making harsh noises. Lu Ming turned around and saw dead branches and leaves passing by under the street lamp, which made his heart tighten: "When did I recite this poem?"

Tao Xinyi looked at him confusedly: "It's okay, just forget it if you can't remember it. Maybe it was when you were a child. It's normal for you to forget after a long time."

"It's possible. Maybe I carried it in a dream."

Lu Ming whispered, but couldn't think of anything.He didn't know why he said this, as if he was repeating the whisper of the wind.

Reciting poetry in a dream?Tao Xinyi didn't think much, thinking that Lu Ming was joking, and told him about the writing background, thoughts and emotions of the poem.

Lu Ming listened thoughtfully, always feeling that he had forgotten something and was absent-minded.

Seeing that he was distracted, Tao Xinyi'er frowned slightly and said softly: "Did you listen to me? What did I just say? Repeat it again."

"Probably, this poem expresses farewell and appreciation for Deputy Ambassador Liu." Lu Ming frowned, trying to recall yesterday's dream, recalling the long green leaves of the wicker, and said: "It's a very strange feeling, I feel very I’m glad, I don’t know why.”

Hearing what he said was not bad, Tao Xinyi's expression softened, and she said softly: "It's okay if you can't figure it out. I also have a lot of things that I can't figure out, and I don't understand why my home is like this. Don't think about it for now. Now, you have to concentrate on accompanying me eat supper!"

The waiter took advantage of the opportunity to bring up two plates of luxurious rice rolls, and the faint aroma of rice interrupted their thoughts.

Tao Xinyi gave half of her plate of rice rolls to Lu Ming, and said with a guilty conscience, "I don't want to gain weight, waste money, or exercise. Eat more."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "When it's winter vacation, I'll take you out to exercise."

"Ok!"

Because she didn't want to go home, Tao Xinyi ate very slowly, eating in small bites, propping her head up from time to time and looking at Lu Ming thoughtfully.Lu Ming matched her speed and ate a little slower.

As the rice rolls became less and less, Tao Xinyi became more and more depressed, and said softly:
"Do you think this is a waste of time? Tomorrow is the final exam, and you are still eating with me. If only I were stronger, I wouldn't be sad. I don't need you to spend time comforting me."

Lu Ming slowed down his tone and said:

"I never think like this. If you are not happy, I am not happy. Only wasted time is time, and the rest of the time is for living."

Tao Xinyi smiled with relief, pulled his hand over, opened her schoolbag and took out a black pen, drew a stick figure with a high ponytail on the palm of his hand, and said, "This stick figure is me."

Then, she handed the pen to Lu Ming, spread out her hand, and said: "You can also draw you. This way you can always be with me. It's just a clone, do you understand?"

"it is good."

Lu Ming took the pen and carefully drew a stick figure on her pink palm, without feeling childish at all.

Time never stops for good things, and they both caught the last train back home.After getting off the car, Lu Ming walked home quickly.But Tao Xinyi stopped when she reached the door of her house. She looked at the light on the second floor and sat on the steps in a daze with her keys.

There were few stars in the night sky. She used the dim light to look at the stick figure in her palm. It was drawn by Lu Ming.

Mother seems to have forgotten me?

I didn't come home so late, my mother didn't call me, maybe she forgot about me.

On the other side of the city, Meng Ruohua was sitting in the living room with a solemn expression, watching the passing time, waiting for the sound of the door opening.

With a "click", the door opened, the tempting aroma of chicken soup and the fragrance of wintersweet blended together, the lamp in the living room emitted a soft light, and the warm brightness made Lu Ming feel very warm.

In a blink of an eye, he met Meng Ruohua's sharp and tender eyes, and said, while his stomach full of rice rolls was full, he said:
"Mom, are you drinking chicken soup again? I've been drinking it for more than ten days and it's too much."

"What's too much. I think you've lost weight. Look at how thin you are now. Eat more, or you won't have the energy to study. I think many parents buy nutritional supplements for their children, saying that they can nourish the brain. You Liu My aunt bought two boxes, I will wait and see. If his son improves, I will also buy two boxes back."

While talking, Meng Ruohua went into the kitchen and poured a bowl of chicken soup for his son, saying, "Drink it."

The soup was already in his hand, and he was about to feed it into his mouth.Lu Ming smiled wryly, feeling bored.In fact, the chicken soup is fresh and full of amino acids, and the real nutrition is the meat.

Before he was reborn, when Lu Ming came home for the New Year, his mother made him chicken soup and made him drink several bowls.

He told his mother: "Actually, the nutrition of chicken is in the meat, not in the soup."

Meng Ruohua always said angrily: "Don't listen to experts. For generations, our ancestors have said that it is good to drink soup, and the essence of the meat is in the soup. After several hours of stewing, the meat has no nutrition."

Lu Ming saw that he couldn't explain it, so he honestly drank the soup, and it would be good if his mother ate the meat.After all, my mother has white hair on her head, so it's good to eat meat.

Meng Ruohua was relieved when she saw her son drank the soup while eating the meat.My son worked hard at work, so he went home during the Chinese New Year, so he could only make soup to make up for him.Although chicken is not nutritious, it can't be wasted. I eat it just right.

Feeling the freshness in his mouth, Lu Ming thought of the past, full of emotions.

Seeing his son in a daze, Meng Ruohua said proudly: "Don't say you're tired of drinking it. How can you be tired of drinking old hen soup? It's so fresh."

As she spoke, she pointed to a few wintersweets in a vase in the living room, and said:
"After work, I bought two branches of wintersweet at the station and smelled the fragrance. I know there is a saying, 'The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.' You can remember it, maybe it can be used in writing. . I see you study seriously every day, so I’ll also take a look at it.”

Lu Ming had a sore nose, nodded and said yes, walked over to give mother a squeeze on his back, and said:

"Mom, go to bed early. You don't have to worry about my grades. I know it well."

Meng Ruohua said yes, and dragged him for a while before entering the room to sleep, and saw Lu Guofu snoring comfortably on the bed.She wanted to kick him awake.The son did not come back, and he was still able to sleep.Alas, forget it, he is tired from driving, so let's go to sleep.

By the time Lu Ming sat down at the desk, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

He was a little worried about Xin Yi, so he sent her a message on QQ - Are you there?
After more than ten minutes, I didn't see her reply to the message. In the past, she always replied in seconds.

In fact, it was okay if there was no news for a while, but Lu Ming's eyelids kept twitching and he couldn't settle down.

Although I had a late-night snack with Xinyi today, I could only comfort her for a while, treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.Will she still be sad when she comes home at night?Now, she hasn't replied to the message. Is she feeling sad?

After another 5 minutes, Lu Ming took out his mobile phone and dialed Tao Xinyi's number.

The phone vibrated with a "beep" sound, interrupting her steady breathing. Tao Xinyi picked up the phone from her pocket expectantly, expecting it to be a call from her mother.

(End of this chapter)