Your heart is where I belong

During the lunch break the next day, Luo Wenzhou ate lunch in the lounge while watching the noon news broadcast on TV intently.

"Hey, boss, are you there?" Lang Qiao opened the door of the lounge and walked in with bread in his mouth.

Luo Wenzhou turned his head and glanced at Lang Qiao, responded vaguely, and then handed her a soft-packed drink: "Here, it's a takeaway package, I don't like it."

"Thank you, Boss!" Lang Qiao smiled and took the drink—the new green grape flavor in early summer—with a sour taste in his mouth, as if he was really thirsty.

She pulled out the chair under the dining table, sat down beside Luo Wenzhou, and gnawed dry bread with a grape-flavored drink.

Just as Lang Qiao was drooling at the braised pork in Luo Wenzhou's vegetable box, and was about to reach out to steal a piece, the frosted door of the lounge was pushed open again——

"Ah..." Xiao Haiyang stood at the door meaningfully with a fast food bag in his hand, "Brother Luo is here too."

Luo Wenzhou turned his head in response, and immediately saw Xiao Haiyang's hesitation and embarrassment at a glance—he seemed more stable and calm than Lang Qiao, but after all, he was still a young man who had just entered society, and he was still unable to control his feelings and emotions. Like a duck to water.

"Come in and eat together!" Luo Wenzhou swallowed a mouthful of rice, and said to Xiao Haiyang with a smile, "Hurry up and bring the rice in and share it with your sister Lang Qiao, her saliva is almost dripping into my rice."

Lang Qiao sucked his saliva, turned to stare at the pocket in Xiao Haiyang's hand, and beckoned him to come in and have dinner together.

"Okay, okay, excuse me." Xiao Haiyang pursed his lips and closed the door of the lounge, walked to Lang Qiao and pulled out a chair to sit down.

After Xiao Haiyang opened his lunch over there, Lang Qiao began to look at the steaming tonkatsu in his rice bowl with her big eyes full of expectation.

"Sister Ling, how about..." Xiao Haiyang opened the disposable chopsticks and handed them to Lang Qiao, "Would you like to eat one first?"

Lang Qiao immediately declined and said, "Hey - this is not good! You, you eat, I don't..."

"Come on, Qiaoer." Luo Wenzhou picked up the last piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, "Why are you pretending to refuse? Ever since Xiao Xiao pushed open the door, you have been staring at his lunch eagerly !"

"Boss—" Lang Qiao dragged his long voice and turned to look at Luo Wenzhou, trying to redeem his dignity for the last time, but found that there was only soup left in the braised pork in Luo Wenzhou's vegetable box, "Ah! Where's the meat! Where's my braised pork! "

Luo Wenzhou swallowed the braised pork that had been chewed into crumbs, then patted his stomach with a smile: "It's all here!"

So, when Tao Ran pushed open the door of the lounge, he saw Lang Qiao roaring at Luo Wenzhou, who squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox, with a face full of grief and resentment, while Xiao Haiyang, who was sitting next to Lang Qiao, held up his chopsticks and wanted to speak. And stop the appearance.

"Hey, it's quite lively today?" Tao Ran walked into the lounge with a fresh-keeping box.

"Brother Tao!" Xiao Haiyang wanted to stand up and greet Tao Ran, but Tao Ran pushed him back with a smile.

Lang Qiao complained to Tao Ran: "Brother Tao Ran! Boss won't even leave me the last piece of braised pork!"

Tao Ran opened the lid of the crisper, put his lunch in the microwave, adjusted the time, walked to Luo Wenzhou, pulled out the dining chair and sat down: "It's okay, bro, here are chicken wings, and I'll share it with you when it's hot."

Lang Qiao yelled "Long live", but Luo Wenzhou smacked his lips and said, "Why did Tao Tao bring his own food today? The beauty has an appointment and asked you to stay alone in the empty room?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Tao Ran received Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang's gazes over Luo Wenzhou looking at him to explore the truth of the gossip, and elbowed Luo Wenzhou, "It's you, a few days ago, you said you had a headache watching the news, why didn't you tell me today? Change the TV channel?"

"It's nothing, let's take care of state affairs." Luo Wenzhou put the clean take-out lunch box back into his pocket, stood up and made way for his seat, "I'm done eating, you two sit next to each other."

It was more than half of the lunch break, and Lang Qiao ate a piece of Xiao Haiyang’s deep-fried pork chops and Tao Ran’s chicken wings. He was sitting on the sofa with Luo Wenzhou contentedly, watching the noon news that was coming to an end in boredom.

"Has the hit-and-run driver not been caught yet?" Tao Ran wondered.

"Yes," Xiao Haiyang sat beside him, pushing his glasses, "I remember that this wanted notice has been broadcast intermittently for more than two months."

Lang Qiao frowned, and after thinking for a moment, hesitated, "This case...why does it sound familiar to me?"

"It was forwarded on our company's official Weibo before." Luo Wenzhou, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.

"Ah! I remembered!" Lang Qiao suddenly realized, "It's the news about the rich second generation buying murderers and killing their fathers, isn't it!"

"Really?" Xiao Haiyang questioned, "That blog post didn't say that, did it?"

Lang Qiao replied affirmatively: "The local tyrant was knocked unconscious, and the driver who caused the accident disappeared with the local tyrant's son. Either his son was killed like him, or his son bribed the driver to take his car." Fate—isn’t that how Gouxue is performed at eight o’clock?”

Tao Ran smiled and asked, "Then why are you sure it's the latter?"

Lang Qiao tilted her head, seemingly unable to explain why, and replied hesitantly, "Intuition? A woman's sixth sense?"

"No," Luo Wenzhou sighed, "It's the guidance of distorted public opinion."

The three turned their heads to look at Luo Wenzhou at the same time——

"That blog post put together the rich businessman who was hit, the driver who was hit and run, and the missing rich second generation, and made it public to the world, supplemented by an unidentified explanatory text, which lured people who saw the article to have distorted associations, and forced the picture Match the words with the words and put them together to form a story that I most expect to come true."

"The onlookers accepted the first impression made by the media after hasty browsing, and the first impression is often the most vivid, firmest, and hardest to change." Luo Wenzhou collapsed, leaning a little weakly on the back of the sofa Then, he tilted his head and said to Lang Qiao who was beside him, "So, if I tell you the truth now, someone wanted to snatch the ownership of the rich second generation from the rich businessman, so □——the person didn't kill but let the rich second Will you believe that the substitute has run away?"

Xiao Haiyang and Tao Ran looked at each other, as if they were thinking about what Luo Wenzhou said, but Lang Qiao immediately asked, "Snatch the ownership of the rich second generation?"

Luo Wenzhou nodded, and Lang Qiao couldn't believe it: "Why do you want to rob a person's ownership? What ownership? Guardianship? Inheritance? It doesn't make sense..."

"Maybe..." Xiao Haiyang said slowly, "It's because his son is more valuable than him."

"Ah?" Lang Qiao felt that it was difficult to be convinced by this assumption, "How is it possible? The second generation is richer than the first generation?"

Tao Ran packed his fresh-keeping box, took a sip of water, and participated in the discussion: "It might not be because of money."

Xiao Haiyang asked: "What could be the reason?"

Luo Wenzhou stood up, picked up the pocket containing the fast food box, walked to the door of the lounge, opened the frosted door, turned around and laughed, "Maybe it's because the second generation is so handsome that he attracts people to commit crimes!" After speaking, he walked out slowly out of the lounge.

Xiao Haiyang watched as Lang Qiao took out her mobile phone, flicked a few times, and burst into a smile brighter than fireworks. She suddenly realized that a piece of fried pork chop might be far away from making her smile like this—probably still Requires 100 whole tonkatsu.

Tao Ran, however, took his own fresh-keeping box and chased Luo Wenzhou out of the lounge.

The lunch break was not over yet, except for the occasional sad barking of cats and dogs in the inpatient room, all the staff lowered their voices to create a quieter atmosphere than during the consultation.

Tao Ran followed Luo Wenzhou all the way out of the hospital, seeing that he threw away the lunch box but was not in a hurry to go back, but stood by the trash can and smoked a cigarette.

"Let's smoke less!" Tao Ran stepped forward, took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to Luo Wenzhou, "Eat the candy."

Luo Wenzhou squinted at him, took the candy with a smile: "Only my wife can take care of me, Tao Tao, are you sure you want to take care of me?"

"Bragging!" Tao Ran turned his head and squinted at Luo Wenzhou, "You don't even have a date, and you're still a wife!"

Luo Wenzhou shrugged and smiled, put away the cigarette, removed the candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into his mouth—tsk, orange flavor—then finally asked the question that had troubled him for a long time: "No, what's wrong with you making a random candy? When did you develop it?"

Tao Ran was sullen: "Don't worry about it!"

Well, it must have been developed recently, probably because of the slander of Luo Wenzhou, a very beautiful woman.But he couldn't guess the specific reason, and he didn't want to ask more questions.

Tao Ran peeled a piece of candy for himself, put it in his mouth and asked Luo Wenzhou, "Shall we eat together tonight?"

"What's the matter, imperial concubine?" Luo Wenzhou asked back, "Your majesty makes you lonely in the cold palace alone, and finally think of your humble minister?"

"Luo Wenzhou, what's the matter with your mouth?" Tao Ran frowned, "You can't speak well, can you?"

Luo Wenzhou tilted his head and slapped his mouth lightly: "Hey, look at my cheap mouth, I deserve to be spanked!" After speaking, he changed hands and patted the other side of his face.

Tao Ran smiled, raised his foot and kicked Luo Wenzhou's calf: "Hey, seriously, are you going or not! It's been a long time since we had dinner together."

"That's right," Luo Wenzhou put his hands in his pockets, "Some people are too busy chasing after the goddess, they only care about the smiles of the newcomers, so how can they let the old ones cry!"

"One last time, Luo Wenzhou!" Tao Ran sighed heavily.

"No." Luo Wenzhou walked towards the hospital with his pockets in his pocket.

Tao Ran followed him and joked, "What's the matter? Anyway, you'll be alone when you go back—"

Luo Wenzhou stopped suddenly, and interrupted Tao Ran with a smile, "Who told you that I'm a 'lonely man'?"

"Ah?" Tao Ran met his smiling face and suddenly said, "Yes, there are two cats—but cats don't count, and you can't eat with cats."

Luo Wenzhou snorted and raised his eyebrows, smiled without answering, and continued walking back.

Tao Ran frowned and stopped, squinting thoughtfully at Luo Wenzhou's back... It was only after he pushed open the hospital door and rang the welcome bell that he woke up—

"Hey——" Tao Ran took three steps in parallel, and ran forward to hook Luo Wenzhou's neck, "Old Luo, you have a problem! Be honest!"