Silent Hearts

The girls didn't stay for long, and students came to pick up the supplies one after another. Lin Mu was too busy to take off his wig. Several senior senior officials who were familiar with him all looked like they were joking when they saw him. He was chased away by Lin Mu several times before he was willing to leave.

After finally being able to sit down, someone suddenly pushed open the door of the warehouse.

Lin Mu was trying to remove the hairpin, and he raised his head when he heard the voice. Lu Rong had already entered, followed by students from the same class. When he saw Lin Mu, Lu Rong subconsciously blocked the door.

Lin Mu: "..."

Lu Rong obviously didn't expect the other party to be dressed like this. Just as he said "You...", someone behind him urged: "What's the matter, Lu Rong? Go in."

Without saying a word, Lu Rong locked the warehouse door with his backhand.

Students outside: "...?"

Lin Mu's wig couldn't be removed, and his lipstick wasn't wiped off. Lu Rong took a look at his clothes to make sure that he wasn't pretending to be Lin Chao. He could only cover his face as if covering his ears and stealing the bell, and refused to look at Lu Rong.

"Has Lin Chao been here?" Lu Rong asked calmly.

Lin Mu hesitated for a while, then nodded.

Lu Rong asked again: "Why are you covering your face?"

Lin Mu's voice was muffled, and he said, "I put on lipstick..."

Lu Rong didn't speak, and was still knocking on the door outside, someone shouted, "Is there anyone! Come get water!"

Lu Rong took a box of Nongfu Spring and opened the warehouse door. The people outside wanted to get in: "What are you doing? You are not allowed to pick up anything?"

Lu Rong threw the water into the visitor's arms, blocked the door and did not move: "Lin Mu is not feeling well, you can go back and say something."

"Uncomfortable? Why don't you go to the infirmary?"

Lu Rong seemed a little impatient, he reached out and closed the door forcefully, and said perfunctorily, "I'll take him there later, you guys go, don't bother him anymore."

"..."

I don't know how Lin Chao wore the wig. The clip fixed on his head was just like glued on. Lin Mu groped for a long time, not to mention the painful scalp, and he didn't take off a few at all. It's getting more and more chaotic, and the explanations from the mouth are not convincing.

"There was a boy in my sister's cheerleading team, so she brought a wig... But the boy didn't seem to join anymore. She was bored, so she put the wig on my head." There was a "hiss" in pain.

Lu Rong seemed to sigh, he was a little funny, approached the other party and said: "You don't move, I'll come."

Lin Mu wanted to hide: "It's okay..."

Lu Rong grabbed his wrist.

Lin Muxin began to feel very empty again, and she had nothing to say: "My sister and I look very similar, right?"

Lu Rong glanced at him.

Lin Mu struggled and said, "Although we look alike on the outside, we are actually quite different..."

"I know." Lu Rong interrupted him. The boy squatted in front of him, raised his chin slightly, half-hid his long eyelashes, and helped untangle the tangled ends of his hair. He took another look at Lin Mu and said, " I can tell the two of you apart."

Lin Mu: "..." He always felt that the more he explained, the more problematic it seemed, so he simply shut up, with a desperate expression on his face.

Lu Rong slowly removed the hairpins from the opponent's net pocket one by one. Lin Mu sat with his head half down. He suddenly thought that this was not the first time that Lu Rong had "made his hair" for him. It was also sorted out by boys.

Lu Rong always seems to be very good at doing such things, and I don't know if it is because of the rich experience he has accumulated from Chen Meihua.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Rong asked after picking half of the hairpins.

Lin Mu shook his head: "It doesn't hurt... Hurry up, I'm not a little girl."

Lu Rong smiled: "Then you still agree with your sister to wear a wig for you?"

Lin Mu said awkwardly: "She is not happy..."

Lu Rong calmed down, his fingers went through the net bag, stroked Lin Mu's original hair, and suddenly said: "Your ears are different from your sister's."

Lin Mu: "?"

Lu Rong tilted his head, he seemed to be looking at it seriously: "Your earlobe is bigger than your sister."

Lin Mu said dryly: "Yes, is it?"

Lu Rong let out a "huh" and took off the wig smoothly. Before Lin Mu could breathe a sigh of relief, his chin was pinched again by the other party.

"Lipstick." Lu Rong pressed his thumb on his lips, then exerted some strength and rubbed them lightly twice.

Lin Mu: "..."

Lu Rong lowered his brows and eyes, and his eyes fell on his mouth, where there were marks of red lipstick that he had just wiped off. Lin Mu's skin was very fair, and the lip mark was like a flower, blooming at the corner of his lips.

"The lips look different too." Lu Rong said suddenly.

Lin Mu met his gaze, but didn't react for a moment, and asked, "What?"

Lu Rong rubbed his lips again and said, "You have lips."

Lin Mu opened his mouth slightly, as if he was taking Lu Rong's fingers in. Lu Rong smiled lightly, and said in a low voice, "I can tell you and Lin Chao apart, and I won't confuse you two. of."

After tidying up the wig and wiping off the lipstick, Lin Mu's expression was still a bit dazed. He sat on the mat for the long jump, shaking his legs uneasily, and finally pleaded cautiously: "You, you know..."

Lu Rong looked up at him and deliberately asked, "Know what?"

Lin Mu's face turned red all of a sudden, and he stammered, "I know... I know what Lin Chao... that, and you..."

"I know." Lu Rong's tone was calm, and he threw Lin Chao's wig into the innermost part of the warehouse as if destroying a corpse, and by the way, neatly arranged the box of Nongfu Spring that he just picked up, "Yes I told Meimei not to call you sister."

Lin Mu almost couldn't catch his breath. He was so ashamed that he wanted to burrow into the ground and bury himself with another handful of soil.

After finishing everything, Lu Rong looked up at Lin Mu from under the cushion: "Don't sit so high." He said.

Lin Mu climbed down obediently.

Lu Rong: "It's not impossible for you to wear a skirt or a wig."

Lin Mu said bitterly: "It's impossible in this life."

Lu Rong seemed to be smiling again.

Lin Mu asked, "Where's Meimei?"

Lu Rong: "She is in the auditorium, Li Zi and Mo Xiaoxiao are with her."

Lin Mu sighed: "I'm too busy, I can't find you until the afternoon."

Lu Rong nodded: "I know." He suddenly bent over, lowered his head, kissed Lin Mu's lips like a dragonfly, and then opened some distance, the two faced each other, Lu Rong's rippling eyes fell In Lin Mu's eyes, he said softly, "So I came to you in advance, didn't I?"

"The lipstick is pretty clean." Lu Rong stretched out his thumb and stroked his lips. He said seriously, "I wanted to kiss you just now, and I have endured it for a long time." He showed Lin Mu his thumb up, as if A little proud, "There is no lipstick mark."