Miss Ji's best actor

Chapter 910 Uncle, is that you?

Seeing that Lu Se seemed to like the little uncle quite a bit, Duan Jiajia pouted and said, "Actually, the little uncle is pretty good-looking. If he was warmer, he might be more likable. It's a pity."

Lu Se looked back upstairs and thought so too.

Sheng Xiuyang's appearance is upright and handsome, if he has a gentle personality, loves to talk, and is a warm man, he will definitely be very popular.

No one is perfect.

God is indeed fair.

Duan Jiajia is not married yet. According to the custom in Kyoto, all unmarried juniors will get lucky money from their elders during the Chinese New Year.Although Sheng Xiuyang is only one year older than Duan Jiajia, he is also a little uncle. According to the rules, he has to give Duan Jiajia a red envelope.

Sheng Xiuyang didn't prepare extra red envelopes.

Lu Se took a shower at night, and sat in front of the vanity mirror in beautiful pajamas to apply a facial mask.There was a knock on the door suddenly, and Lu Se ran to open the door. Seeing that the person outside the door was my uncle, she subconsciously pulled off the mask on her face.

With a wet face, Lu Se showed an embarrassed smile towards Sheng Xiuyang, "Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Hu Xiuyang's expression was a little dazed.

The way the girl pulled off the mask just now reminded him of Lu Se again.

Hu Xiuyang shook his head, secretly thinking that he missed Lu Se so much, that's why he always saw familiar shadows on Sheng Tianjiao.

Hu Xiuyang asked Lu Se: "The red envelope I gave you yesterday, is it still there?"

Lu Se was taken aback.She clicked her tongue and said unhappily: "Uncle, the red envelopes given out here are like water poured out, there is no reason to take them back."

When the uncle heard this, he suddenly laughed.

The laughter was so sweet that it made Lu Se's ears a little itchy.

Hu Xiuyang said: "I want red envelopes, not money."

Lu Se understood what uncle meant, and felt a little embarrassed. "You wait."

Lu Se ran to open the bedside table and took out the red envelope from it.She hasn't opened the red envelope yet, and she doesn't know how much money is in it.She opened the red envelope and found that it contained a red envelope of 1000 yuan.

The red envelopes given here in Kyoto are usually only a few dozen yuan, up to 100 yuan.Just a thought.

Seeing that there were so many red envelopes, Lu Se was a little surprised.Holding the money, she turned around and asked Hu Xiuyang who was standing outside the door: "Uncle, is this too much?"

Hu Xiuyang said: "I have money, I will take it if I give it to you."

Lu Se burst out laughing.She handed the red envelope to Hu Xiuyang, and said mischievously, "A rich person can't afford a red envelope?"

Hu Xiuyang took the red envelope, said something unprepared, then turned and left.

The next morning, when Lu Se got up and went downstairs, she saw Duan Jiajia sitting on the sofa opening a red envelope.There are several red envelopes piled up in front of Duan Jiajia, each with a name on it.

Because there are many Sheng family members, in order for Duan Jiajia to distinguish who gave the red envelopes, everyone wrote their names on it.

Lu Se ran to Duan Jiajia and sat down. She snatched the red envelopes from Duan Jiajia's hand and said with a smile, "Let me see how many red envelopes our sister Jiajia got."

Lu Se took out the money inside and found that it was one hundred.

"Who gave this?"

"Grandpa."

Lu Se opened a few more, usually 66, 88, 99 and the like.There were two more on the table, Duan Jiajia took the one given by Hu Xiuyang, and Lu Se took the one wrapped by her father.

"My dad packed a hundred for you." Lu Se stuffed the money back into his wallet, tilted his head, and saw five Grandpa Mao cards in Duan Jiajia's hand.Lu Se was extremely surprised, "Who is so generous?"

Duan Jiajia turned over the red envelope, stared at the name on it, and said, "It's my little uncle." Holding the 500 yuan, Duan Jiajia smiled and said, "I take back what I said yesterday that my little uncle can't find a wife."

"A man doesn't have to be gentle, sunny and talkative, as long as he has money." For the sake of the huge 500 yuan red envelope, Duan Jiajia decided to take back what he said last night.

Lu Se laughed at Duan Jiajia's lack of ambition.

She picked up the red envelope and patted it in her hand. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something, and she stopped slapping the purse.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the smile on Lu Se's face suddenly disappeared, and her whole expression became dazed, Duan Jiajia hurriedly asked her concerned: "Are you feeling unwell again?"

Luther didn't speak.

She stared at the three words Sheng Xiuyang on the red envelope, and her eyes were locked on the two words Xiuyang.

The bold and powerful font is like a dragon and a snake. Those who have not practiced calligraphy cannot write such a beautiful font.Lu Se was too familiar with these two words.

She has seen these two words on countless pieces of paper or signatures, they are exactly the same!

"Jiaojiao?" Seeing that Sheng Tianjiao remained silent, Duan Jiajia's tone became worried. "What’s wrong with you?"

Lu Se said, "I have something to do, I'll talk about it later." After speaking, she went upstairs holding the red envelope.Lu Se came to the door of Hu Xiuyang's room. When she raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, she felt timid again.

If the same font is just a coincidence, wouldn't it be an empty joy?
Lu Se raised his hand and put it down again.

She turned to leave, when the door was pulled open from the inside. "What's the matter?" Hu Xiuyang stood behind the door frame, staring at Lu Se suspiciously.

Lu Se turned around abruptly and looked at Hu Xiuyang.

How did he know he was outside?
Lu Se approached Hu Xiuyang, glanced into his room, and found that Hu Xiuyang's mobile phone was on the bed, and there seemed to be a screen playing on it.After guessing what Hu Xiuyang was looking at, Lu Se felt incredible.

Does he even monitor his own room?

this cautious style
Lu Se summoned up her courage and asked Hu Xiuyang, "Uncle, I have something to do and I want to talk to you."

"Ok?"

"Can you go out and talk?"

Hu Xiuyang hesitated before nodding.

When going out, Hu Xiuyang wore a long scarf and a long smoky gray coat, full of aura, very stern.Duan Jiajia saw her little uncle coming downstairs, followed by Sheng Tianjiao with a serious face, she hurriedly cast Sheng Tianjiao a questioning look.

However, Lu Se was always thinking about things, and didn't pay attention to Duan Jiajia's small movements at all.

Hu Xiuyang walked out of Sheng's house with Lu Se, and came to the road outside the house.

"What's the matter?" Hu Xiuyang asked straight to the point.

Lu Se raised her head and stared at Sheng Xiuyang's face.In the person in front of him, Lu Se really couldn't find anything similar to the uncle.Lu Se squeezed the wallet in the pocket of the down jacket, telling herself not to be stage frightened.

Even if it is an oolong, it must be made clear. "Uncle." Lu Se took a deep breath, took out the red envelope from his pocket, and put it in front of Hu Xiuyang.

Hu Xiuyang looked at the red envelope with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong with this?"

Lu Se said: "Coincidentally, I know someone. Your handwriting is exactly the same as that person I know."

Hu Xiuyang's eyes narrowed slightly.

After understanding what Lu Se meant, Hu Xiuyang's breathing gradually became heavy, and his hands that had been quietly hanging by his legs were trembling faintly.

Lu Se looked up at Hu Xiuyang, and asked cautiously, "Uncle, is that you?"

In those eyes that were always indifferent and calm, a circle of fluctuations suddenly opened, and then the eye circles turned red.Hu Xiuyang's gaze on Lu Se became hazy.

"What did you call me?" Hu Xiuyang's voice was trembling.

Seeing Hu Xiuyang's reaction, Lu Se basically had the answer in his heart.

She rolled her Adam's apple, and cried out in a crying voice: "Uncle." Glittering tears rolled down her cheeks, Lu Se took a step forward, stroking Hu Xiuyang's lips with her fingers, she persistently I asked again: "Uncle, is that you?"

Hu Xiuyang couldn't answer.

He raised his head and saw the sun in the sky.

How many years, he saw his sun again.

(End of this chapter)