Dedicated to Luhe

Lu He's blanket has the same light fragrance as the one in his car, I'm actually quite curious about what the fragrance is.

It's kind of stupid to ask though, all I can ask is "Huh? How did I fall asleep?"

Well, this question is also stupid.

In fact, I shouldn't have slept much, because when I looked out the window, I realized I wasn't home yet.

Soon, the nearby street scene is familiar to me.

Lu He said, "I'm tired."

"what?"

"I said you," he opened the car window slightly, and fresh air came in, which made me feel comfortable, "I've been too busy during this time."

"Well, every time a new project comes up, the whole person has to peel off the skin."

"Do you regret coming here?"

How could it be possible to regret it!

I folded his blanket carefully: "It's impossible to regret it. Compared with before, I feel that every day I live is more valuable now."

He smiled and said nothing.

Lu He didn't speak, and I didn't know what to talk about with him. The folded blanket was placed on my lap, and I didn't know where to put it for him.

It suddenly occurred to me that he should be a very careful person, who would put thin blankets in the office and in the car, either because he pays attention to the details of life, or...

"Your girlfriend should be well taken care of by you."

I am a person who sometimes speaks out of my head, and after saying this sentence, I start to regret it. What should I do to pry into my boss's privacy?

Lu He was obviously taken aback, and just in time for the red light ahead, he stopped the car.

"Why do you say that?" he asked.

The topic was brought up by me, and I have to work hard to end it.

"You are so careful." I pointed to the blanket.

He is indeed too careful. If it were me, I would never have thought of putting a blanket in the car that can be taken out at any time.

Moreover, I'm sure, it's not used by Lu He himself, the driver is not covered with a blanket.

He stared at me for a while, making me feel awkward.

I really can't blame me for this. Being stared at like this at night, even if the other party is a handsome guy, I would still feel nervous.

These days, there are not no perverted handsome guys.

I didn't mean that Lu He is a pervert, but it doesn't rule out that he is a werewolf, he will transform on a full moon night, and then eat people.

Okay, I admit it, I've lost my mind again.

"I don't have a girlfriend." Lu He finally looked back, the signal light turned green, and he continued driving.

"what……"

He turned on the radio in the car, and there was no anchor on duty in the middle of the night, and FMxxx was playing "Slowly Like You" alone.

"What about you?"

During the interlude of "Love You Slowly", Lu He asked me a question.

The street lights outside and the occasional flashing car lights made our car flickering. I suddenly felt that Karen Mok's voice matched the quiet late night. The singing blended into the night, wrapped in the cool wind The fragrance penetrated into the skin again.

"I..." I gently caressed the soft blanket on my lap, looked at the road ahead, and replied, "Me neither."

He didn't continue to ask, as if he was concentrating on driving or listening to music, I simply stopped talking, counting the trees passing by, and fainted after a while.

When the song ended and I got home right away, Lu He suddenly asked again: "Why don't you fall in love? Didn't you meet someone you like? Or is there no suitable one?"

I was surprised by his words.

Indeed, liking and being suitable are two different things. Over the years, I have become more and more aware that as we grow older, our moods also change when it comes to falling in love and getting married.We have changed from looking for the person we like in the past to looking for the right person. The person we like may not be the right person, and the right person may not really like it.

It's just that people don't know how to say it, especially Lu He. In my opinion, he is a cautious and distant person.

"Neither." I looked away from his side face, "Turn right ahead and you'll be there."

Lu He didn't answer, but turned on the turn signal.

That song was over, and logically it should go on to the next one, but the single was looped.

It turns out that the late-night radio stations are lazy.

He parked the car at the gate of my community, and I returned the blanket on my lap to him.

"Good night," he said.

Through the wiped glasses, I met his eyes.

At the end of the prelude, Karen Mok's voice sounded again.

I stood in the night under the moonlight, and he sat in the car looking at me, surrounded by singing.

"Good night." I smiled at him.

Closing the car door, I stood still and watched him drive away.

The empty streetscape, the car receding further and further away from me.

Good night Luhe, good night tonight's moon and that song.

I stretched myself and trotted home.