[future] conspiracy

When the taro and taro ice balls were on the table, Landa was explaining to Zhao Ci the workflow of the science review hall, and complained a little: "The reviewers are sometimes self-willed, and if they are in a bad mood, they will call back all the applications. It was very hard for us to collect the application form.”

Zhao Ci took the initiative to bring her a bowl of ice, surprised: "Is this all right?"

"Of course, judging is a very subjective thing, especially judging No. 1. They have to look at too many materials, and the selection is not so serious." Landa dug a spoonful of ice and ate it. The Q bomb mixed with the sweetness of red beans was sent into the mouth, and I couldn't help squinting my eyes when the soft smoothie slid down my throat, "It's delicious! Lu Ya, your cooking is so delicious!"

"Haha, this is my special dish, you just need to like it, and you can eat it if you want." Lu Ya sat down and continued to explain to Zhao Ci following her words, "The work of the judging hall is very intensive, and the physical strength of the judging staff is very high. They can’t get effective rest for their mental health and spirit, so occasionally when they encounter difficult situations, they often decide whether the application can be passed or not based on their mood. This kind of subjectivity runs through the entire review process, so there are often some inexplicable rejections Case."

Zhao Ci recalled what Lu Ya had said to him, and couldn't help asking: "Didn't you say that only experienced judges can take up this kind of job? So... the situation of doing what you want is too..."

"Experienced people also need to rest." Lu Ya smiled and dug the ice, and said, "In the whole process of applying for legal murder, luck is also very important. Some applications pass every step, but if you happen to meet someone The reviewer was in a bad mood, and was called back every minute. Some applications had errors and omissions in the review of the materials, but they may be passed if they encountered a reviewer who was distracted or in a happy mood. However, there are a total of eight passes in the review process. The possibility of God dodging is still very low, so generally speaking, it doesn't matter if the judges occasionally miss out."

Such a playful introduction changed Zhao Ci's stereotyped impression of the judges. He couldn't help but see a cartoon picture of eight uncles randomly throwing documents in the review hall office.

Lu Ya added: "Of course, the most important thing is that even if you pass the review process, there is still a more stringent group review process that needs to be passed. Although that is also a part of trying luck, it is also more difficult and strict."

"It's easy to please 8 people, but it's easy to get the approval of 31 people... Tsk tsk..." Landa looked at Lu Ya and smiled, "That's not an easy task. Isn't it Lu Ya?"

Lu Ya cooperated with her to make an inscrutable and serious expression: "That's right, it's not so easy to think about me..."

After he finished speaking, he and Landa laughed together.

Zhao Ci sat silently digging for dessert, watching the two of them being intimate, subconsciously biting the spoon, chewing the ice flakes at the bottom, feeling an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

Lu Ya doesn't always have a lazy and academic attitude. He also winks playfully, laughs heartily on the sofa, and cooperates with the little girl to make various helpless little actions...

Vivid, sunny, free... Lu Ya.

Like a star, it firmly attracted his attention.

It was nearly ten o'clock, and Landa reluctantly stood up to say goodbye.

Lu Ya found a windbreaker from the bedroom and put it on her, telling her: "It's windy at night, be careful of catching cold."

With a blushing face, Landa put on her coat, waved goodbye to Zhao Ci, turned around and went out, and was sent to the car by Lu Ya herself to leave.

Before leaving, she looked at Lu Ya's face and couldn't help but say, "Lu Ya, thank you. I..."

Lu Ya seemed to understand what she wanted to say, and gently rubbed her hair: "Little Randa, it's getting late, go home quickly."

Landa leaned against the car window and looked up at her, starlight flashed in her green eyes: "Lu Ya, I like you, will you like me?"

Her confession was so innocent, her raised face was like a delicate work of art, and there was deep admiration hidden in her eyes.

Lu Ya couldn't help but bent down slightly, stretched out her finger and touched her forehead, and said with a smile: "Little Randa, you will like many people, and I'm just one of them."

Landa frowned, a little angry: "No, I only like you now."

Lu Ya blinked her eyes slowly, the golden pupils had a kind of alienated gray texture under the shadow.The curvature of the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, but he couldn't help sighing, his fingers brushed the tip of her nose, his eyes slightly curved, showing a faint smile: "Go back, little Randa."

After speaking, he straightened up and knocked on the car door: "Master, let's drive."

Before Landa could refuse, the driver had already activated the driving mode.

Lu Ya waved her hand on the spot: "Be careful on the road."

Landa watched his figure gradually disappear, and leaned back in the chair angrily and snorted.

The driver master has seen too many situations like this, so he couldn't help reminding: "Little girl, the person you like doesn't have you in his heart."

Landa retorted: "Why not? He invited me to dinner at home tonight."

The driver said, "But he didn't keep you."

Landa blushed: "He is not such a casual person!"

The master driver sighed, and said softly, "But he didn't kiss you when we said goodbye."

"..." Landa leaned back in the chair, biting her lower lip, wanting to cry.

The driver master shut up, trying to persuade some people with experience, but felt that he was troubled.At Ruhua's age, isn't that what love is like?

Landa recalled the good times spent together tonight, and felt happy, but when she thought of Lu Ya's tactful refusal attitude, she became even more sad, and finally couldn't help sobbing softly against the car window.

She really likes Lu Ya, why doesn't the other party like her at all?

When Lu Ya returned home, Zhao Ci was eating another bowl of taro and taro ball ice. He was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing his expression, he forgot his embarrassment and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Lu Ya smiled wryly: "It hurt a young girl's heart."

Zhao Ci was as expected: "She confessed to you?"

Lu Ya nodded.

"You refused?"

Lu Ya hesitated for a moment this time, but still nodded: "I think it's better to refuse."

"Why?" Zhao Ci was puzzled, "You don't like her? I think...she is quite cute."

Lu Ya came over and sat beside him, and said with a smile: "Landa is indeed very cute, and she is also very popular in LMPB."

"Then why don't you like her?"

"I like her, but not the kind of liking she wants." Lu Ya paused, her lips moved, with a hint of shyness, "I...my family is a religious family, you know that? "

Zhao Ci nodded: "You mentioned it."

"I don't think...she is the one I was destined to be." When Lu Ya said these words, there was a kind of sacred and yearning piety on her face, "Although I don't believe in religion, I still believe...that there must be someone in my life. There's someone who's meant to be mine. Family influence . . . probably."

Zhao Ci is even more unreligious, especially now that the clergy are declining, few people believe in fate anymore.It is surprising that Lu Ya, as the presiding officer of the LMPB, holds such a pious belief in this statement.He likes to see Lu Ya's expression now, with a bit of awe and longing, his eyes are clear and clear, his smile is real, like a simple child.

"Do you think she is not the one you were destined for?" Zhao Ci tapped his lips with a spoon, and asked, "What if she is? Why do you make such a judgment? Is it based on intuition?"

"This... I can't tell." Lu Ya was a little embarrassed, "Maybe when I meet, I will have a different feeling."

Zhao Ci couldn't help curling his lips: "A superstitious old man."

Lu Ya stared: "Who is the old man?"

Zhao Ci picked up the bowl and ran to the kitchen: "I'll fill another bowl."

Lu Ya shouted: "You are a boy who likes dessert so much, are you sorry?"

Zhao Ci pretended not to hear, nestled in the kitchen and kept the last bit of stock for himself.

He really doesn't like sweets, but the dessert made by Lu Ya is really delicious!

Lu Ya was just talking casually, he still likes Zhao Ci's little hobbies, like a normal 19-year-old kid, no longer pretending to be an adult with a straight face, and he looks much cuter than before.

The dessert boy nestled back to his room early, refusing to be teased by his guardian.

In the next few days, Lu Ya was still helping in the judging room on the fourth floor, but he didn't know if he intended or not, and he never saw Landa again.Knowing that the little girl must be sad, he didn't ask further.

The off-duty time of LMPB is extremely punctual, which is one of the few capricious institutions in China.There are very few urgent issues that need to be dealt with in the LMPB, and if there are, it is not a big deal to drag them into the next day.

Lu Ya was thinking about Zhao Ci's daily whereabouts. Every day after get off work, she wandered around the three blocks near her home, trying to see if she could have a small "encounter" with the rebellious boy.However, the sky did not help him, after two weeks, he did not see a trace of Zhao Ci, and he was inevitably disappointed.

After Zhao Ci returned home, he became a three-good student. After dinner, he would nestle in the study with his books in his arms. Occasionally, Lu Ya would also pass by.

Winter came to the world overnight, Zhao Ci was strong and still wearing a jacket in late autumn, but Lu Ya was wrapped in a woolen coat early, with a multicolored scarf wrapped around her neck twice, half of her face buried in it, still shivering in the wind .

"It's so cold." Lu Ya complained standing at the door, "How can there be such a season as winter?"

Seeing that he was so worthless, Zhao Ci couldn't help asking, "Why are you so afraid of the cold?"

Lu Ya huddled in her clothes and argued, "I'm thin, I have no flesh, and I can't resist the cold."

Zhao Ci raised his forehead: "The lowest temperature is only 10°C, how cold is it?"

Lu Ya gave him a bitter look, and went to catch the bus first.

As soon as he got into the car, the warm air conditioner let him relax instantly. Lu Ya walked to the back of the car, but met an unexpected person: "Landa? Why do you..."

Landa obviously didn't expect to meet him either, her small face under the furry hat was surprised: "I... I'm going to work. How about you, Lu Ya?"

"Me too." Lu Ya smiled, and seeing that the space next to her was empty, she asked, "Can I sit next to you?"

"Of course." Landa moved in, but looked out of the window awkwardly when he sat down.

Since the last confession incident, the two met for the first time, but with an indescribable alienation.

Lu Ya tried to ease the atmosphere between the two, so she asked a friendly question: "I haven't seen you much on the fourth floor, have you changed jobs?"

"No...not." Landa dodged her eyes, her voice was a little low, "I...I just think that the archivist is more suitable for me."