Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 16

Luo Yang randomly found the back seat of a bicycle and sat down on it.After waiting for 10 minutes, I saw Luo Zhi walking over from a distance, wearing slippers, still patting the back of his head with his right hand.

"Just got out of the shower?"

"Well," she brushed the hair on the back of her head vigorously, shaking the water droplets out, "I just finished washing when you called. I forgot to bring a bath towel today. I only have a small towel. I can't dry my hair. After sticking It hurts my back."

"It's so cold, don't catch a cold, go back quickly. Your mother asked me to carry something, here." Luo Yang pointed to the big bag at his feet.

"Is it heavy?"

"What do you want to say? Thank you for working hard all the way? You're welcome."

"Help me carry it upstairs."

Luo Yang smiled wryly, sighed, and said, "I guessed it. Take me in, just so you can go to the building director's room and register for me."

"Brother, you are so loyal and honest, would you be bullied normally?" Luo Zhi looked at him with a smile.

This sentence sounds familiar.

At that time, the girl who said this was combing her half-length hair, and approached with a playful smile, kind but not frivolous.She asked in his ear, and when he breathed out, he felt his hair stand on end.

Luo Yang quickly recovered from his absence, and reached out to rub Luo Zhi's messy hair.

"Don't be cheap and act good with me, you are the one who bullies the most."

This sentence seems to have been said to that person.He used the tone of a brother to his sister—but compared with Luo Zhi today, the tone is the same, but the feeling in his heart is so different.

He's always been slow to react.

Luo Zhi helped him hold the door, Luo Yang went in and put down his things and then came out. There was a girl in the room who was taking a nap, so his movements were very light.

"There are only two of you living?"

"There are four people in other dormitories. This room is very small, so there are only two of us."

"That's good too." He thought of his sister's withdrawn personality.

"By the way, sister Nianci is okay?"

"It's okay. She has few postgraduate courses for this major, and she is idle every day. She also serves as the head of the girls' department of the Rights and Interests Federation.

Luo Zhi smiled: "Is the long-distance relationship hard?"

"It's okay. Phone calls, text messages, trains and planes at worst. People in ancient times would come here with a letter from home in a few months. By the way, if you need anything, you can find me. Anyway, my company is so close to you. I don't want to be here on weekends." Come to me for school meals, and I'll invite you to eat outside."

"Don't worry, I can't spare you."

"Are you busy studying?"

"It's okay, I can handle it. Do you often work overtime?"

"It's okay now. I'm going to be busy from the end of November. Going to work is more interesting than going to school. People have no goals."

"Why don't you have a goal? Provide a house and a car, get married and have children, let your parents take care of themselves, buy a diamond ring for Sister Nianci, earn money for milk powder for the child, and live your life as a goal, isn't it all right?"

Luo Zhi chattered, then walked into the room to get a book from the bookshelf.

"Take it easy, the roommates are all asleep." He couldn't help reminding.

"Don't worry, she won't wake up. The word sleep is really disrespectful to her. She usually just goes into a coma." Luo Zhi pulled out two thick books and put them heavily in Luo Yang's hand, "You go The strategic analysis book I mentioned last time, I got it for you, by Michael Porter (the father of competitive strategy)."

Luo Yang was speechless, holding it in his hand and flipping through it carefully, when a thin envelope floated out.Luo Yang glanced down, picked it up, traced the uneven writing with his fingers, and pursed his lips.

Luo Zhi was still concentrating on tidying up the bookshelves, he cleared his throat, and handed the letter back to her: "You...a letter from a classmate?"

"Oh?" Luo Zhi took it and glanced at it, then said absently, "Why did I get caught here? It's from a classmate, so it should be the last one."

"Couldn't it be a boyfriend." Luo Yang smiled a little fake, and felt bored as soon as the words came out.

"Boring," Luo Zhi shook her head, "Look at the recipient's address on the envelope, is that the boy's handwriting?"

Luo Yang watched Luo Zhi casually throw the letter into the drawer, smiled and said nothing.

Passing by two girls with boiling water bottles in the corridor, they both showed curious expressions when they saw Luoyang.Hearing their footsteps going away, Luo Yang couldn't help but speak again.

"A good friend from high school?"

"Can you not find a topic? Just squint if you don't have anything to say." Luo Zhi curled her lips.

Luo Yang was so choked that he stared, but finally calmed down and didn't speak.

Forget it, it's all in the past, so why worry about it.He stretched out his hands and ruffled Luo Zhi's wet hair: "You know you're mean to me because you're so stubborn."

Luo Yang's father is Luo Zhi's second uncle, he is three years older than Luo Zhi, he flew to Beijing to work after graduating from Z University, and has been living with his childhood sweetheart girlfriend in a different place for more than half a year.A while ago, he went back to his hometown to apply for a Hong Kong and Macau visa, and brought some things to Luo Zhi by the way.

Luo Zhi's mother had always had a cold relationship with the family. Her mother was the youngest daughter of the family, and she willfully stepped into a marriage that could not be reconciled.Later, it was not until Grandma Luoyang passed away that Luo Zhi stepped into the gate of that family for the first time.

It's not that Luo Yang had never met Luo Zhi before that, but he was too young at that time and had almost no memory, and when he saw her again, he couldn't remember her name.That day, the adults circled around the paralyzed grandfather in the main hall, and Luo Zhi's mother cried very sadly.Luo Yang suddenly caught a glimpse of the thin and pale girl approaching the body of her grandmother who had been lying on the bed in another room for several hours. Without fear or sadness, she reached out and held her hand.

Standing at the door, he opened his mouth wide, watched Luo Zhi touch Grandma's pale face again, and calmly said in a crisp childish voice, "It's so cool."

Then Luo Zhi turned her head, looked at the stunned Luo Yang, and greeted him with a smile.

"Brother, I can't cry, what should I do?" She had beautiful eyes since she was a child, and Luoyang gradually lost her fear after being stared at by her.

"Why can't you cry?" He was in the fifth grade anyway, and knew how to be a real brother.

"Everyone has to cry at the funeral, look at them," she pointed to the crying relatives and friends in another room, "but I don't know grandma well, so I can't cry."

Luo Yang was dumbfounded, feeling like he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. The younger sister just tilted her head and stared at him, then turned to look at the cooled body.

Many years later, when he thought of Luo Zhi's serious way of saying "I don't know grandma well", he couldn't help laughing, but afterwards, there was a bit of coolness and sadness in his heart.

He mustered up the courage to go to grandma's side.

In fact, he was still a little afraid of this room. After kneeling in front of the bed and kowtowing with the adults, he withdrew from the room, and no one came in after that.The stiffened and cooled body and face did not look at all like the usual stern-faced grandma.

Luo Zhi was obviously still waiting for his answer.Luo Yang listened to the muffled crying in the living room, his nose turned sore, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Grandma is very strict and always angry. But she is actually a very nice person. Everyone points to her to make decisions, and everyone relies on her. She...is very good."

Some of the answers were irrelevant, and he began to cry hopelessly. When he came back to his senses, he found that Luo Zhi was patting his back comfortingly, and his clear eyes were full of understanding and sympathy that didn't match his age.

At the funeral, Luo Zhi followed Luo Yang all the time.When the body bid farewell in the funeral home, all the descendants stood in a row and wept bitterly amidst the mourning music resounding through the hall.The guests lined up in front of the glass coffin and bowed three times, while Luo Yang cried and couldn't help but look at Luo Zhi in the corner—she stared at the glass coffin without saying a word, as if thinking about what was important same thing.

Luo Yang still remembers her unpredictable expression to this day.In fact, the expression is not very scary, but it's a bit weird to put such an adult's expression on a small and exquisite doll.

Later, although Luo Zhi's mother walked around more with her brothers and sisters at home, she seldom took Luo Zhi with her.When Luo Yang saw Luo Zhi for the second time, he was already in the first grade of junior high school. He went home with his classmates and saw her stepping out from the underground rented bookstore.A girl in the third grade of elementary school, holding two comic books, met his surprised gaze.

"Yeah, it's you." She grinned innocently.

(End of this chapter)