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There was a moment of silence in the stairwell.

The heavy curtains isolate the noise from the Internet cafes outside, and only the bustle can be heard vaguely.

Luo Jia cast her eyes lightly, but did not look at Lu Ziyan.

He reached out and helped her stand up while she was in a daze, "Don't sit here, the ground is too cold."

Luo Jia breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't ask too many questions, otherwise, she wouldn't be mentally prepared whether it was lying or confessing.

She let Lu Ziyan pull herself to stand up.

But after sitting for a long time, her knees were a little stiff from the cold. After she stood up, she couldn't stand still for a while, and staggered backwards towards the steps.

Fortunately, before Lu Ziyan let go of his hand, he immediately pulled her back, and she survived.

She slammed into his chest under the flustered inertial pull.

It hurt the tip of my nose.

She rubbed her nose subconsciously, and then realized that she was still half leaning on him, she quickly stepped back, rubbing her nose and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

He had already let go of the hand holding her, his fingers were still stiff from fear.

Hearing her sudden apology, she asked back, "What?"

"Just now..." She raised her head slightly and looked at his chest. Although it was an accident, she still took advantage of it.

Hearing this, his tone was flat, "It's good that you're fine."

Luo Jia didn't speak anymore, but when she raised her head inadvertently, she saw his brows were slightly wrinkled, not always calm as usual.

She realized it later, "Did it scare you just now?"

Lu Ziyan glanced at her, and glanced at the stairs behind her. If he fell backwards just now, the injury would be minor.

"What do you say?"

Luo Jia heard a bit of helplessness in his short three words.

Originally still a little unsure, she looked up at the helplessness in his eyes, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Lu Ziyan noticed it and looked down, "What are you laughing at?"

"No." Luo Jia withdrew her gaze, lowered her head and was still smiling, and the depression in her heart dissipated a lot.

"You feel better?"

"A little bit."

"There was something else I wanted to tell you."

"Ah?" Luo Jia raised her head again, met his narrow eyes, hesitated, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Having reached the door of his room, he opened the door and said, "You tell me, and I'll tell you."

"..."

She bowed her head, "Childish."

Unexpectedly, Lu Ziyan lightly put one hand on top of her head and turned her head back to face him.

Luo Jia was so surprised by his action that his mind went blank.

Their eyes met suddenly, Luo Jia saw a smile in his dark eyes, and he said, "You really don't want to exchange?"

He bent slightly, light and casual, his eyes were dark but beautiful.

Luo Jia pursed her lips, her heart beat suddenly, but she still didn't resist, and said frankly, "It's funny how nervous you are."

It seemed that her answer surprised him, Luo Jia saw a moment of stupefaction in his eyes, and then he smiled lowly: "Is it funny?"

She squinted her eyes and said vaguely, "Anyway, I think it's funny."

After a pause, she quickly changed her topic and said in a confident tone: "It's your turn, what do you want to say to me."

He let go of the hand on her hair, and his tone was as low and serious as usual, "It's nothing, just responding to what you just said, you can find me when you are lonely, anytime, happy things You can tell me, you can also find me if you are unhappy."

"Oh……"

She followed Lu Ziyan into his room and saw his packed suitcase.

Thinking that he will return to Jiangcheng later, his vacation is really short, and her winter vacation is still more than ten days away.

I won't see each other for a long time.

Lu Ziyan paused, looked at her downcast eyes, and stood beside her, "Why are you unhappy?"

"No." After subconsciously retorting, she brought the subject to the past, "Are you going to leave later?"

"That was the original plan."

"original?"

Lu Ziyan hasn't answered her yet.

His mobile phone on the table vibrated, and he picked it up. The room was very quiet, and Lu Fang was always very loud. Luo Jia could hear Lu Fang telling him to get off the phone, and the car arrived.

Lu Ziyan said softly, "Leave later."

Lu Fang: "Ah? Do you have anything else to do?"

"Ah."

He hung up the phone, slipped the phone into his coat pocket, and said to her, "Let's go, I'll go out with you."

Luo Jia quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Didn't I feel a little unhappy with my mother when I went out today?"

"...Hmm." Although she didn't mention it, she had a sad face when she came, and Lu Ziyan probably guessed it himself.

Although her father passed a step between her and her mother when she went out, her mother must still be in a bad mood.

She has always been stupid and not talkative. After returning home, she still doesn't know how to communicate with her mother. She is afraid that her mother will ignore her again because of this.

Luo Jia asked Lu Ziyan worriedly, "What should I do? What should I tell my mother when I get home?"

"Take this opportunity to tell your mother what's in your heart, and communicate calmly. Let your mother know what you think, no matter what the result is, at least let her know that you love her very much and need her understanding."

His tone was as flat as ever, giving people a sense of calm and gentleness, which made people listen to him.

She nodded.

But she has been afraid of her mother since she was a child, afraid of her being angry, and also afraid of her being sad, and she has always been stupid and can't speak.

She hesitated, "But how do I open my mouth..."

"So, let's go buy a bouquet now."

"what?"

Lu Ziyan accompanied her down the stairs, and said, "Give it to mom when you get home. It's good to apologize, or have a good talk. Let mom not mind what you said too much, and express your love."

Luo Jia never gave anything to others, because she doesn't have many friends, and her parents are not very romantic people, and they rarely do ritual things during the holidays.

But she had a feeling it would be a good idea.

Anyway, I hope mom won't feel bad about what she said today.

She hesitated, "Is there a flower shop near here?"

"Yes, not far."

Thinking of Lu Fang's phone call just now, she reacted slowly, "You're talking about something, are you going to buy flowers with me?"

Lu Ziyan smiled with lowered eyelashes, "Yes."

She suddenly had a heartbeat and said quickly, "I can go by myself, so I don't need to waste your time."

"It's not a delay."

"Didn't you say the car has arrived?"

Just when he was going down the stairs, Lu Fang saw him coming out at the front desk, and he just said about the car: "I drove back and parked for you in the parking lot behind, and I refueled you by the way."

Lu Fang threw him the car keys.

Lu Ziyan took it, "Thank you."

It was only then that Luo Jia came to her senses, "Did you drive there by yourself?"

Lu Ziyan had a slight smile in his eyes, "Otherwise."

"..."

She thought that Lu Ziyan would take a long-distance bus like she went back to school. Also, Lu Ziyan could drive, but she couldn't.

Then I heard him say: "Even if not, I will accompany you first."

Luo Jia's heart beat suddenly and flustered, she didn't dare to lift her head, she just stared at the concrete floor under her feet in a daze.

It was also at this time that he suddenly disliked his stupidity and cowardice.

In the chaos, she thought of the classmates who could get along well with the class not long after the start of school, the senior sister who hosted the freshman party, and the roommate who was not shy in the debate competition.

Then, it was me who didn't know what to say when I opened my mouth several times.

Coming out of the Internet cafe, it was a rare sunny afternoon.

Luo Jia just came here with her head depressed, and didn't even care about the weather, only now did she see patches of bright sunlight on the ground, like a golden future.

Lu Ziyan next to her was quiet, as he always felt for her, his presence was indifferent, but no matter when, she responded to her weakness and restlessness.

"Lu Ziyan..."

When she spoke, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Just like now, as soon as she speaks, he will turn his head slightly and listen carefully, "What?"

The golden light reflected on his pupils, portraying his dark eyes as light, with thin and dense eyelashes, looking at her gently and patiently.

"It's nothing, I just think it's lucky to know you." She smiled, making herself look more natural, "When I used to have troubles, I could only be bored by myself, and when I was sad, I secretly hid in the quilt and cried. The next day I went to school as if nothing had happened, and no one cared what I was thinking, so I felt very lonely all the time."

He smiled gently and stroked her hair.

The color of the pupils is slightly lighter due to the pale golden sunlight, and there is a faint smile, "I just said that you can find me when you are lonely, why are you unhappy?"

"..." Luo Jia pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "It can't be called unhappy, but I just feel a little unrealistic."

"What's not realistic."

"……what you say."

He looked down at her, waiting for her to continue.

Luo Jia didn't dare to look at him, and secretly squeezed her palms tightly in her sleeves, but this time she said sincerely: "After all, you have your own life, and it's not appropriate for me to keep disturbing you."

"I won't be bothered."

"Even if you don't feel it now... you will in the future."

Lu Ziyan looked at her silently, and repeated: "In the future?"

"That's...that's it."

Her intermittent hesitation has not yet finished.

Lu Ziyan interrupted her for the first time, coldly but firmly, "Nor will it be in the future."

She lowered her head and said nothing, still feeling uneasy and lost.

Even if he doesn't feel disturbed now, and he has someone he likes in the future, then she can't hold him like this anymore.

There is no position and no reason.

It is rare to see sunny weather, the alley is covered with gold, the weather has gradually warmed up, and the wind blowing across the cheeks is not as cold as before.

With her head lowered, she peeked at the shadow of Lu Ziyan next to her, and pulled down her tall silhouette in the golden light, juxtaposing her shadow.

At that moment, she thought greedily.

It would be great if he could always be by his side like now.

"Have you ever considered—"

In the quiet and gentle wind, he spoke softly, and the lazy tone at the end made Luo Jia look at him curiously.

He smiled slightly at the end of his eyes, as soft and bright as the light falling on his brow bone at this moment, "give me a chance to make me only belong to you."

Pale golden light, scattered in the wind, gently brushed past her ears.

Luo Jia suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at him blankly.

"That way, you will have the position to bother me unconditionally." He stopped, turned sideways, and faced her.

The broad and slender figure stood in the bright light scattered, his outline was cold, his skin was almost cold white, but the eyes looking at her were soft and warm.

Seeing her staring blankly, Lu Ziyan leaned over slightly and got a little closer to her, so she could see the beautiful reflection in his eyes even more clearly.

He still smiled at her, "Give me a chance, Jiajia?"