Chapter 67: Caring home

Family.

This is the second time Lu Mian heard this word from Xiao Qimo.

This is also the second time she lost consciousness because of this word.

She looked in a daze, looking at the man opposite, as if she was back in

kindergarten.

At that time, she hadn't been disliked by her parents, and her parents'

feelings were not bad, and the family of four enjoyed themselves.

At that time, his father was very spine and made it clear that he would not

inherit the Lu family's foundation. He bought a small house of more than 80

square meters on the Third Ring Road in Wucheng, and the family lived in that

simple way.

The kindergarten is in their home complex. From Monday to Friday, my father

would stand under an old locust tree at the entrance of the campus, waving at

her and Lu Xinnuan, "Sleep, warm, go home for dinner!"

Just like Xiao Qimo at this time, facing the sunset, full of radiance.

Lu Mian subconsciously hugged herself and walked over.

Suddenly a figure floated in front of him.

She closed her steps and looked at the people coming.

"Student Lu Mian, I have been waiting for you for a long time! This bouquet of

roses is for you!"

The young boy squeezed a large bouquet of roses into Lu Mian's arms, his eyes

looked expectant and shy, and he wanted to say something, but he scratched his

head for a long time and couldn't say a word, so he turned and ran away.

again……

Xiao Qimo remembered a note silently in his heart.

Staring at the girl opposite, holding the bouquet walking towards him, he felt

that this was not the plot he had imagined.

What I wanted to say, seeing that her slap-sized face was too pale, the words

she blurted out could only be caring.

"What's the matter with you? His face is a little pale."

Lu Mian paused with her eyes down, her expression in sharp contrast with the

delicate roses.

"Always in the back mountain, the wind is blowing." She said unconsciously.

When she raised her eyes again, her eyes were already calm, "Why are you

here?"

"Pick you up from school."

"Pick me up? Director Qi really cares for the students at home!" She is still

cynical and playful.

In fact, Xiao Qimo wanted to care about her body more, but didn't want to make

her abrupt.

"Follow the road anyway." Xiao Qimo said concisely.

They are neighbors, don't mention how smooth the road is.

This made him often feel that Ye Jinwen was actually not useless, and he had a

good vision for location.

Lu Mian shrugged noncommittal with an evil spirit and publicity, and walked

side by side with him into the community.

Occasionally passers-by can't help but look sideways in amazement. After all,

this kind of looks will be the focus wherever you go.

However, Xiao Qimo's focus was on the flower in her hand.

Isn't it tired to hold?

Is it useful to take it home?

Where did high school students get the money to buy such a large bouquet of

roses? It's not the hard-earned money of the parents!

At a young age, I know that sending flowers to please girls is a master of

love.

He, the dean of education, is not a display!

"Snee!"

Thinking like this, the man sneezed abruptly. He took out the white

handkerchief and rubbed the tip of his nose in a daze.

Lu Mian frowned at him.

"Ahee! Ahee!"

Two sneezes again.

Even if it is sneezing, a man's natural perfect face also makes him graceful

and calm when doing this action, without rushing.

Xiao Qimo covered his mouth and nose gently with a white handkerchief, and the

eyes under the gold-frame glasses were a little apologetic, "I seem to be

allergic to pollen..."

Lu Mian was startled.

Without hesitation, he threw the roses directly into the nearby trash can.

"Sorry." She said sincerely.

The man smiled elegantly, said "It's okay", and slowly put the white

handkerchief back into his pocket.

Lu Mian raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes were stained with playfulness.