Lu Yanci's heart sank slightly, and he forcibly raised her chin, "Why are you hiding?"
Wen Ning opened his hand and lowered his eyelashes, "Lu Yanci, it hurts. It really hurts."
The shadows of the trees were mottled and the light was dim, making it difficult to see her eyes clearly. All one could hear was her soft voice, as if she was begging for mercy, "Can I stop kissing you today? It hurts so much..."
Don't kiss her on this street. She doesn't want anything she doesn't like mixed in when she recalls this street.
Lu Yanci let go of her, "Which restaurant do you want to eat at?"
Wen Ning lowered his eyes, gently rubbed the drink bottle in his hand, and said softly: "It's not a very good restaurant. If you don't want to go, we won't go."
She and Zhou Yan often went to that restaurant before. After what happened just now, she was a little worried about being recognized by the boss again.
Now that I bought Zhou Yan's favorite drink, I had a meal with him.
But unexpectedly, Lu Yanci answered quickly, "Which one?"
Wen Ning was a little surprised and thought for a moment before saying, "It's better not to go. I don't really want to eat it."
Lu Yanci tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "Which one?"
Wen Ning looked ahead and saw that the big locust tree at the corner in front was still there.
She couldn't help but think of her favorite place to wait for Zhou Yan in the past. She was a little dazed and said, "It's in the alley at the corner in front. Your car is a bit big and it's hard to drive in."
"It's better not to go, go back."
Lu Yanci got out of the car, took out a cashmere scarf from the trunk and tied it for Wen Ning, then tied up his own collar, "Let's go over there."
With that said, he took Wen Ning's hand and put it into his coat pocket.
This street has a history of almost 30 to 40 years, and the street surface is a bit old.
It was raining again and the road was wet and slippery. It was indeed not easy to walk.
Wen Ning walked a few steps and saw a little mud on the hem of Lu Yanci's clothes and trousers.
She stopped and turned her face away, "It's better not to go. This is not the place for you."
In her memory, Lu Yanci was always clean and noble. Even on a night of heavy rain, there was no trace of mud on his shoes.
Such shabby streets and small shops were incompatible with him. In the dim night, he became more and more eye-catching.
Yes, he was really too eye-catching. Even if she stood next to him, she had to be noticed.
She just wanted to come back quietly. She didn't want to attract anyone's attention, let alone any former acquaintances to recognize her.
At this time, a young couple walked past them.
It was cold and the road was slippery. The boy carried the girl on his back. The girl held a cup of milk tea in her hand and let the boy take a sip.
The boy said the fruit pulp was good, and the girl coquettishly complained that the boy should not eat her fruit pulp.
Lu Yanci glanced at the young couple, suddenly picked up Wen Ning and placed her on a stool on the street. Then he straightened her scarf and looked at her: "Do you want to carry it?"
Wen Ning didn't know what he wanted to do until he saw the couple in front of him.
Her heart beat uncontrollably, and her face suddenly felt a little hot. She quickly shook her head, "No, don't."
Lu Yanci looked at the young couple in front of him again, and happened to see the girl secretly kissing the boy.
His eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It's better to memorize it. It seems to be like this when you are in love."
Wen Ning didn't know what to say for a moment, he was a little nervous and a little embarrassed.
She grabbed the hem of her clothes, lowered her head and whispered, "No, I want to laugh."
The dim street lights made her little face look even more hazy and delicate. From Lu Yanci's angle, he could just see her soft lips, soft and curled eyelashes, and soft hanging hair.
He suddenly felt a little regretful.
It would be nice to go back in time and give her a green and beautiful love when she was young.
He had missed so much, and it seemed too late to make up for it now.
He squeezed her little hand and said in a deep voice: "Why are you laughing? Others can carry it, why can't we?"
As he spoke, he pulled the hem of his coat, wiped the mud off her little leather boots, then turned around and said, "Come up!"
Wen Ning felt hot at the base of his ears, and felt resistant and complicated inside.
This street belongs to her and Zhou Yan. She doesn't want to have anything to do with Lu Yanci here, nor does she want Lu Yanci to be included in her memories of this street.
She is the one who is leaving, and she is also the one who has no tomorrow. She doesn’t want to take away too many memories.
Thinking of this, she glanced at the locust tree and whispered, "Can I carry it after I get over there?"
Lu Yanci thought she was a little strange, frowned, and said in a displeased voice, "Then just hug her."
After saying that, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he forcibly picked her up and made her sit in the crook of his right arm.
He was tall and she was delicate and small. When she was held like this, it was as if she was holding a small pet in her arms.
Although the light was dim, Wen Ning still felt that everyone was looking at her, and she hurriedly buried her face in his shoulder, not daring to look up.
The base of the ears seems to be burning too!
Lu Yanci was tall and had long legs, so he finished the journey quickly. ,
When he reached the corner, he put her on a bench by the roadside and let her lie on his back.
This time, she lay down obediently.
His back was very wide and flat, and when she lay on it, she had an illusion.
She felt that Lu Yanci could actually be relied on.
When passing by a clothing store, she glanced at Lu Yanci's shadow on the glass.
Young, tall, and handsome.
She suddenly realized that Lu Yanci was actually only twenty-eight years old, still a young man.
But in her subconscious, she always seemed to think that he was a very mature man, at least thirty or forty years old.
Because from the first time she saw him, he was as heavy in her heart as a big tree or a mountain, someone everyone wanted to rely on.
In fact, every time she saw other girls being carried by their father or boyfriend, she was envious and fantasized about having a big tree she could rely on.
Today, this wish came true, but the person who relied on her was Lu Yanci, Lu Xue's uncle, a member of the Lu family, and someone inextricably linked to Zhou Yan's death.
She didn't dare to ask for support from him, nor did she dare to accept what he gave her!
She closed her eyes, not daring to look at his shadow again.
Lu Yanci also saw himself and Wen Ning on the glass.
She was obedient and quiet on his back, clinging so tightly to him that he felt that she regarded him as the whole world.
This is the intimacy he wants.
At this time, Lu Yanci still didn't know what this scene meant to him.
In the thousands of days and nights that followed, he clung to this meager memory and spent many long, uncomfortable and heart-wrenching nights.
Soon we arrived at the entrance of the hotel Wen Ning mentioned.
It's a small restaurant, not big, but the decoration has been changed. Fortunately, it's still the previous owner, and no one seems to recognize Wen Ning.
Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
She picked up the menu and was about to order when suddenly a familiar voice came from the door, "Boss, the same place, two people!"
