At that time, Lu Yuanchuan like a hedgehog, see people on the bar, and mouth closed is rock and ideal, others slightly questioned and looked low, he picked up the fist directly, a "could not understand the come singled out ah" immediately Blurted out.
But I am not afraid of such a Lu Yuan Chuan, after all, we have been so many years of neighbors. Even if every time we meet in the corridor, he is just a look of a faint look at me, or directly as I am the air.
Until there is a cloudy day, I met him in the middle of the square to sing, his side surrounded by a circle of people, we talked about, saying mixed. Someone threw a coin, and I left an umbrella.
Lu Yuanchuan's eyes gaze at me, I am gripping at him, he still has no reaction, continue to play his guitar to sing his song. But when I turned around, I saw the land mother rose red face. I suddenly stopped the land mother, smiled and her greeting, "aunt good, how do you come?"
"I came to Lu Yuanchuan this brats pulling back, give him a cram school he did not even go, dare to go here to nonsense! Simply bastard!" Lu mother looks really angry, and I tightly To hold the mother's fat fat wrist, trying to let her calm down. But I do not know what to say between the moment, so only in the panic in a lie, I clutching his stomach painfully said to her: "Auntie, I can not, you have no paper towels, I am good I'm on the toilet.
Lu mother kindly to help me through the paper towel when I quietly hinted that Lu Yuanchuan quickly leave. But he thought at first that I was so clumsy that I had been indifferent to him until he saw the new mother's hot head in the crowd, and he ran away, and the change of the ground was forbidden.
"Thank you aunt." I was uneasy to take the land mother finally borrowed paper towels, she smiled, urging me to go to the toilet, and when I ran away, she realized that the crowd gradually spread, Lu Yuanchuan also long Running without a trace.
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