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Under the lamp at the corner of the door, the man looked at Luo Jia who was standing in front of the door and stopped.

Her voyeurism seemed to be seen by the other party. Guilt and nervousness were mixed together, as well as a deafening heartbeat that almost burst into the chest.

But she didn't run away, nor did she avoid his looking eyes.

Only her palms were tightly clenched, and the edges and corners of the mobile phone pressed against her palms, she concealed her turmoil silently.

"Go online?" He met her gaze and asked quietly.

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, it seems to be expecting, and it seems to be secretly planning a long-planned plan, she just nodded without making a sound.

He turned around and pushed open the glass door of the Internet cafe behind him. The bright lights inside instantly illuminated his figure, like a statue of a god outlined by the first ray of light in the prelude of dawn.

He turned his head slightly, glanced at Luo Jia who was following up, and stopped the door there without closing it directly.

Luo Jia followed her footsteps and entered the door before he closed the door.

The air conditioner was turned on in the Internet cafe, and the warmth suddenly entered from the cold outside, making people feel a top-heavy trance.

He has tall legs and long legs, and has already walked to the front desk of the Internet cafe at a normal pace.

With his head down, he was turning on the computer in front of him, without looking up, he said softly, "Identity card."

Luo Jia's ID card has always been kept in her bag, and it is there now.

She fumbled out of her bag, with nervous palms, and put her ID card on the table in front of her.

He took the ID card, glanced down, and entered it on the computer in front of him.

Luo Jia felt her throat tightened, and with the nervousness of eagerness to try, she said the first sentence, "Are you the network administrator here?"

"That's right." After typing, he returned the ID card to her and put it in front of her.

His reaction was flat, Luo Jia suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, the nervousness and anticipation just now seemed to be a disappointment in vain, and there was also some indescribable unease.

But his voice was very familiar, so she shouldn't have heard it wrong.

She took back her ID card from the table in silence, and when she put it in her bag, she heard him speak again.

"Your name is Luo Jia."

His tone was as usual.

Luo Jia raised her head suddenly.

He suddenly met his eyes, and his eyes met, his eyes were like a dark night, looking at her quietly.

Her heartbeat started to worry again, she nodded, "Yes."

"Brother Chi——" the yellow-haired man who had just greeted the guests in the distance came back, holding the steaming hot instant noodles in his hand, and came to him and asked, "You haven't eaten dinner yet, do you want a bucket?" ?”

He said, "No need."

"Okay, make it yourself when you want to eat." The yellow hair put the instant noodles in front of her.

The yellow-haired man looked up and saw Luo Jia. He immediately poked him with an expression of knowing everything, and said teasingly, "My Brother Chi is still charming, and it's only the first day since I came back. I just need to stop by the entrance of the Internet cafe to attract you." guest."

"But I have to make it clear, the Internet fee in our Internet cafe is a bit expensive, five yuan an hour in the common area, how many hours does Miss Sister plan to use?" the yellow-haired man turned his head and asked Luo Jia.

This question really caught Luo Jia, she didn't think about how long she would be online just now, she just came in when she saw Lu Ziyan.

The ID card was given, and he didn't see him asking how much she charged for the Internet. She was so nervous that she didn't think about it at all.

"I..." she said, thinking it would be better to drive for a few hours first.

She seldom stays out at night, and it's past six o'clock now, and she will go home at eight o'clock after playing for at most two hours.

Although her parents are not at home today, no one restricts her what time she will return at night, but it is too dark, and she will be afraid on the way back.

Lu Ziyan answered, "My friend."

"Ah?" The yellow hair turned his head in shock, "You know him?"

"Ah."

"Oh oh oh, Miss Sister, you can play whatever machine you like."

The yellow hair stopped talking, pulled out his chair and sat down, lifted the lid of the instant noodles and started eating.

"Is the ID card ready?"

Lu Ziyan suddenly spoke.

Luo Jia reacted, she was talking to herself, she quickly put the ID card back into the bag, zipped it up, "Okay."

"Have you had dinner."

"No."

"I didn't eat either."

"Oh……"

Suddenly face to face, the conversation that was originally quite natural also became at a loss.

She was not very good at communicating with people with a dull personality, and the other party was Lu Ziyan. She was typing and chatting on the mobile phone, and she could still try to find something to say.

One question and one answer, like being asked by a teacher in class, what to ask and what to say, jumping out word by word.

"That..." She tried her best to talk more, so as not to make the atmosphere so plain and awkward, "Then let me treat you to dinner."

He looked at herself quietly, and she quickly said, "I mean, my family lives near here, and I'm familiar with it."

He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "I'm familiar with it too."

"Oh..." So she seemed to have said something more embarrassing just now.

But his tone was as usual, he picked up the key from the table, raised his eyes and said to her: "Let's go."

The yellow hair looked up and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Well." He tilted his head, "Can I bring you anything?"

The yellow-haired man thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll buy it myself tomorrow."

He turned his head and looked at Luo Jia who was following behind.

After leaving the door of the Internet cafe, returning to the quiet alley from the warm and bright, the lights were dim and dim. He stood beside him, as if immersed in the night wind.

He turned his head and asked, "Why do you always walk behind me?"

Luo Jia followed him in small steps, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, holding the strap of the backpack in her palm, looking down at the road ahead, not daring to look at him, "I'm sorry, I walked a little slowly."

Conversation ends.

It was quiet again.

In the past, when she was quiet on the voice call, she didn't feel uncomfortable, but he was by her side, and he felt as quiet and silent as before, but at this moment, the sense of his presence by her side was too strong.

"Your name is Lu Chi?"

"What to eat."

...Why did they suddenly speak at the same time?

Holding the strap of the backpack, Luo Jia replied, "I can eat anything."

"It used to be called this, but it's not Lu, it's Jiang Chi." His tone was flat, and he smiled, "You have a pretty good memory."

Luo Jia was stunned for a moment, unable to understand for a while: "Why do you say that?"

"After listening to it once, I will remember my last name."

"..."

When he spoke, his voice was not fast, slightly low, and his tone was too light to be heard, but Luo Jia's guilt made her feel a little embarrassment of being exposed.

In the cold winter night, the roots of the ears are hot.

It was when I joined him in a big fight with his friend some time ago, and heard his friend call Xiao Lu.

The voice of the team is noisy, but it is not really heard.

But she was thinking about everything about him.

Luo Jia clenched the strap of the backpack tightly, her palms tightened due to tension, and she also used this to support her courage.

She made her tone sound more natural, "Then what's your name now?"

Anyway, he already knew his name anyway.

It shouldn't be an offense to exchange each other.

She kept finding reasonable reasons for herself in her heart, and at the same time, she was thinking about how to end up with herself if she didn't succeed in asking later.

Or... Find something else to continue asking.

She was secretly nervous, and heard the person beside her say, "Lu Ziyan."

"this is my name."