prudence

Chapter 17 Giant Light Bulbs

Lou Guo was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly panicked, as if he saw some big secret.

After putting on his glasses, he retracted his gaze, looked at the screen again, his heart was pounding, and he was extremely nervous.

After calming down on the back of the chair for a while, he couldn't help turning his head again.

Jian Lingsa still held up the water glass, covering her face tightly.Lou Guo pretended to adjust his sitting posture, stood up and sat down again, moved his body back and forth, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

On the big screen in front of him, the protagonist walked out of the dilapidated alley with desolate steps, facing the family's seriously ill adopted daughter and the thin but lively little yellow dog behind him.

The adopted daughter and the puppy don't understand his pathos and bravery at the moment, but it's hard not to be moved by the audience outside the story.One after another in the movie theater, there were suppressed sobs.

Lou Guo was also deeply moved, and it is not a surprise that such a gentle and touching story will pierce his heart.

But that was Jian Lingsa.An unsmiling, always serious and calm, Jian Lingsa is nicknamed the Great Demon King by his colleagues because of his excessive ruthlessness.

The devil is crying!

Lou Guo could no longer concentrate, his mind was drawn by the person beside him who was immersed in emotion, and he desperately wanted to see Jian Lingsa's expression at the moment.

It's a pity that after shaking in the seat for a long time, I found nothing except the emoji on Jian Lingsa's head.

Lou Guo didn't give up, so he put his whole body close to him, pretending to talk to Jian Lingsa: "Senior, senior?"

Jian Lingsa turned her head away, facing him with the back of her head, and yawned as if, then wiped her face casually, before responding: "Huh?"

Evidence was destroyed right under our noses.Lou Guo retracted regretfully, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

On the other side, Lin Zhimao had already blown his nose vigorously.

When he walked out of the cinema, Lin Zhimao's eyes were not only red, but also the tip of his nose turned red, as if he had just cried.

And Jian Lingsa was no different from usual, still expressionless and cold.

Lou Guo stared at his face persistently, trying to find some clues under the light.Jian Lingsa was very uncooperative, frowned in disgust, and deliberately turned around to avoid his sight.

Unwilling to give up, Lou Guo pulled down the frame of his glasses to observe, and saw the familiar little red face on his head.

"This movie is so touching, isn't it?" Lou Guo probed.

Lin Zhimao sniffed again and nodded, "En."

Lou Guo was very satisfied with his feedback, turned his head to look at Jian Lingsa, and asked boldly: "Senior, you seem to be crying too?"

"What?" Jian Lingsa seemed to be stepped on his tail, and his tone fluctuated obviously, "How is it possible?"

"Isn't it?" Lou Guo started talking nonsense, "I saw it. It was when Dad mustered up the courage to find Uncle Fatty."

"Is there?" Jian Lingsa said, "I don't have any impression of this plot."

Lin Zhimao, who seldom took the initiative to speak, actually interrupted: "It was the part where he knew he might not be able to go back, and asked the fat uncle to take care of Lingling and Xiaodou."

Seeing that Lin Zhimao was about to cry again, Lou Guo said hastily, "Fortunately, all the hard work has paid off in the end!"

"But Lingling didn't get better in the end," Lin Zhimao asked, "Will Lingling get better?"

While chatting, they had already entered the elevator, and the strangers around saw the tall young man speak so childishly, and cast doubtful directions one after another.

Embarrassed and funny, Lou Guo quickly nodded: "Yes, of course, the last scene looks hopeful, doesn't it?"

"But I didn't say it directly," Lin Zhimao was brooding, talking ten times more than usual, "Why didn't I say it directly? The ending was so tantalizing, so depressing."

Lou Guo was in a dilemma and didn't know how to explain, Jian Lingsa asked, "Where are you going to have dinner?"

While talking, the elevator door opened, and Lou Guo cast a questioning look at Lin Zhimao as he walked out.

Jian Lingsa would ask this question, which undoubtedly means that he doesn't mind eating together.Lou Guo is naturally very happy, but the kid Maomao is so autistic and shy, he probably wouldn't want to have dinner with this "unpolite uncle", right?

Since I promised my uncle and aunt to take good care of my little cousin, of course we must take his emotions into consideration.

Lin Zhimao blinked twice, lowered his head, bangs covered the upper half of his face: "I want to go back and eat."

Lou Guo was helpless, and said to Jian Lingsa: "We want to go back."

Jian Ling Sa hesitated to speak.

After the three of them walked out of the shopping mall, Lou Guo stuffed the super Mighty King bucket of popcorn in his arms to Jian Lingsa: "Let's go to the car now!"

Jian Lingsa looked down at the half of the popcorn bucket left, and then looked up at Lou Guo's face.

"You can't eat it all by yourself." Lou Guo didn't want to leave from the bottom of his heart, dawdling with nothing to say, "This won't taste good tomorrow, it's a waste."

"You take it back?" Jian Lingsa asked.

"It's too big, how can we ride in the car." Lou Guo shook his head.

"Then..." Jian Lingsa lowered her eyes, "I'll take you back."

Lou Guo blinked.

"I came here by car," Jian Lingsa said, "to see you off."

"That's so embarrassing," Lou Guo laughed, "But since you are sincere, I won't be polite!"

In order to accompany Lin Zhimao, Lou Guo also sat in the back of the car.

He handed the popcorn bucket to Lin Zhimao, and Lin Zhimao held it obediently, taking one from it and stuffing it into his mouth from time to time.

"Where does your...your cousin live?" Jian Lingsa glanced in the rearview mirror.

"He lives with me now," Lou Guo said, "You can just call him Mao Mao."

Lin Zhimao turned his head and looked out the window, silently picked up a piece of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

"Live together?" Jian Lingsa's tone was strange.

"Well," Lou Guo nodded, "he came here to play for a while, and he will stay at my house until he goes back."

Jian Lingsa looked at the rearview mirror again, and happened to meet Lou Guo's gaze in the mirror.Lou Guo immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, while Jian Lingsa, as always, looked away lightly without responding.

Looking at Jian Lingsa's face in the rearview mirror, Lou Guo couldn't help but recall the scene in the movie theater.

Did Jian Lingsa cry? Emoji says he has, can emoji be trusted?

Lou Guo pushed down the glasses frame again.

There were many dark clouds on Jian Lingsha's head, and what fell under the dark clouds was not rain, but big lemons, and the big lemons fell on Jian Lingsa's head in a plop.

This is too weird, how to explain it?

Lou Guo Nao couldn't understand, so he had to declare in his heart that his super powers were completely unreliable when facing Jian Ling Sa.

Did Jian Lingsa really not cry?

...It's a pity.

The movie theater is not far from the residential area where Louguo rents.

As the nearby scenery gradually became familiar, Lou Guo suddenly thought of something, looked down at the time, and then said to Jian Lingsa in the driver's seat: "You let us down in advance!"

"What?" Jian Lingsa asked.

Lou Guo pointed to Lin Zhimao who also had an inexplicable expression beside him: "I took this guy to cut his hair."

Lin Zhimao's eyes under his bangs instantly widened.

"Look at your hair, it's long and messy," Lou Guo criticized him, "Even if you want to be a handsome man with long hair, at least you should modify it, it's too sloppy!"

Lin Zhimao opened his mouth aggrieved.

"It's at the corner in front," Lou Guo pointed forward, "you can park there."

Jian Lingsa was very cooperative, stopped the car at the place he designated, and opened the door.

"Thank you," Lou Guo said reluctantly, "Then let's go first, see you on Monday!"

Jian Ling Sa remained silent.

Lin Zhimao got out of the car, and flicked his hair back and forth with a look of reluctance.

"Goodbye?" Lou Guo waved to Jian Lingsa in the driver's seat.

Jian Ling Sa remained silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Where is the barber shop?"

"There," Lou Guo stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Did you see it, it's very close."

Jian Lingsa nodded and opened the car door: "I'll go too."

The waiter in the barber shop is very enthusiastic, and greets you as soon as you enter the door.

Lou Guo pushed Lin Zhimao, who was shrunk back, to the front, "He wants to cut his hair." Then he said to Lin Zhimao, "You can tell me what hairstyle you want!"

Lin Zhimao looked restless: "Casual, casual."

"Since it's up to you, then I have the final say," Lou Guo announced unceremoniously to Brother Tony, "Shave him short, boys are shorter and look better, and look more energetic!"

"Okay," the younger brother pulled Lin Zhimao inside, "Handsome guy, let's wash his hair first."

The young lady on the side asked, "What about the two of you?"

"I don't need it, my friend also gets a haircut." Lou Guo finished speaking for Jian Lingsa, then became confused, and looked at Jian Lingsa, "Senior, do you want to change your hairstyle?"

Jian Lingsa looked ahead: "I...I'll shave it shorter too."

"But you are not long now." Lou Guo was puzzled, "Do you want to be shorter?"

Jian Lingsa glanced at him: "...be more energetic."

"But the current hairstyle suits you very well," Lou Guo said regretfully, "isn't it so handsome? I think it's also very energetic."

"Here's the handsome guy getting a haircut." The waitress waved to Jian Lingsa.

Jian Lingsa muttered, "Really?"

"Well, are you sure you want to cut it even shorter?"

"Handsome guy?" Seeing him standing still, the young lady showed doubts.

Jian Lingsa cleared her throat, and said to her, "I don't want to cut it, I just...wash it."

"Okay," the young lady nodded, "Then please come here too!"

Lou Guo was free, so Pidianpidian followed him: "Isn't it senior, do you still have to go to the shop to wash your short hair?"

Jian Ling didn't say a word, and the young lady at the side smiled and said, "It's better to wash at home than in the shop. We can do scalp massage, and dry it for you after washing. It must be more handsome than you doing it yourself at home."

Lou Guo suddenly realized, nodded his head and said, "That's right! Senior, I don't see that you are so delicate, and you are quite pursuing!"

Jian Lingsa remained silent.

"No wonder he's so handsome," Lou Guo smiled and patted him on the back, "This is called the self-cultivation of a charming handsome guy!"

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