Sweetheart, don't run

Chapter 21 Lin Shuya's Thoughts
Luo Zhan gave her a book by Xi Murong, but she reluctantly gave it back to Jiang Lan.

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In the empty floor, a small desk lamp gave off a faint light. She sat on the simple bed and opened the book Luo Zhan gave her.

Turning to the first page is a photo of Luo Zhan, which should have been taken when he was a child. He is only a few months old, pink and tender, and very cute. It is hard to imagine that when he grows up, he will be a downright evil boy.

Turning to the second page, it is still his photo, but a little older, he should be one or two years old, learning to walk while leaning on the sofa, drooling from his smile, his facial features have grown, his delicate face and He is surprisingly similar now.

Lin Shuya looked at Luo Zhan's face that suddenly popped up in front of her eyes, with a cold and evil look, which couldn't be mixed with him who was drooling in the photo.

The third page is about him who was seven or eight years old, and the fourth page is about him when he was ten years old. I kept turning the page until I turned to more than 20 pages, and the book was almost at the end before dense verses appeared.

puff!
Lin Shuya suddenly laughed out loud, is Evil Young Master trying to let her know more about him by giving her the book?The one who sucks his fingers, the one who is learning to walk, the one who washes his hair, there are even pictures of him taking a shower... Lin Shuya really thinks he is very naive and naive!
Suddenly, thousands of rays of sunshine shone in her heart, and she felt incomparably warm even if she was alone in the empty and damp dangerous building.

This is a very strange and pleasant feeling, never felt before.

Her lips parted, and she smiled slightly.

She Cong Cong pointed at the densely packed fonts and read out involuntarily.

【A flowering tree】

How, let you meet me?

In my most beautiful moment.

For this—

I have prayed to the Buddha for 500 years,

Beg it to let us form a relationship.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree,

grow along the way you must pass.

in the sun,
Discreetly full of flowers,
Blossoms are my longing from the previous life!

as you approach,

Please listen carefully,

That trembling leaf,
It's my passion for waiting!
And when you finally pass by in ignorance,

Fell on the ground behind you
Oh my friend!
That's not a petal,
It is my withered heart.

……

That night, she fell asleep with the book in her arms, sleeping extremely peacefully.

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After school at noon, Lin Shuya and Xu Mengru sat down in a quiet corner of the library, each holding a book and whispering.

Lin Shuya stammered and finished speaking, her face turned red like an apple.

It's not that she can't speak, but she doesn't know how to express it.

Xu Mengru also knew that she was introverted and not good at expressing herself. After listening, she scratched her head and thought for a while and said, "You want to make money to buy Xi Murong's book collection and return it to Jiang Lan, don't you?"

Most of what she said was based on guesswork, and as her only friend, Xu Mengru was also used to it.

Lin Shuya nodded anxiously.

"It's easy to handle. My uncle's cake shop just opened in the city center. Someone should be needed to distribute leaflets. I'll take you there this Saturday."

Lin Shuya nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

The next day, Luo Mansion.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, and the rich fragrance fills the garden.

Luo Mansion is located in the bustling streets of City B, where every inch of land becomes gold. There are five villas, large and small. Luo Zhan is lying lazily on the sofa in the living room of the main villa, eating melon seeds.

The huge LCD screen was on a channel broadcasting anti-Japanese movies, and the low table in front of him was covered with melon seed husks and grape skins.

Sitting beside him, Chen Mo stood upright, staring at him with wide eyes.

The mayor and his wife confessed that he can't go anywhere today, saying that he wants to meet a girl.

(End of this chapter)