Looking at the dishes on the table, although the dishes were simple, they exuded an alluring fragrance, which made his eyes feel astringent. It had been a long time since he had eaten such a hot dish, and it was specially made for him. Waiting
He woke up to eat. He turned his head to look at Qingyue. Qingyue was stunned when she met his gaze. If she saw it right, she actually saw the glimmer of water in Lu Zihao's eyes. How could someone like him have such a problem?
Tears?
In fact, Qing Yue felt relieved when she thought about it. Lu Zihao was still just a seventeen-year-old boy. It was normal to have tears. He was just used to pretending to be indifferent.
Lu Zihao quickly turned away. He sat down and was a little overwhelmed. Qing Yue joked: "What? I'm afraid it's not delicious, so I don't know which one to eat first? My cooking skills are pretty good, and my parents are not here.
I always bring it myself to eat, so you can try it."
What she said successfully broke the awkward atmosphere. Lu Zihao picked up the chopsticks and picked out the eggplant closest to him. He immediately felt a sour taste after entering his mouth. It tasted good and was very refreshing and appetizing.
"Are your parents often away from home?" Lu Zihao said, his tone a little cautious.
"Yes, they often go out to play and leave me here. Sometimes they leave me a note and don't know when they will come back." Qingyue said with a smile, but there was no trace of resentment in her eyes, which made Lu Zihao stunned.
He thought that Qingyue was in a similar situation to him, but judging from Qingyue's appearance, it seemed that she did not lack the care of her family.
But how can parents still love their children when they often go out and ignore them?
Qingyue knew that he had doubts, but she didn't explain anything. She said how good her parents were to her, which was undoubtedly to rub salt into Lu Zihao's body. Someone like Lu Zihao definitely didn't have any care, so he grew up like this.
So rebellious.
After eating, Lu Zihao felt that it was time to say goodbye. Although it was very late now, there was no way he could stay with Qing Yue, and he had to go to school tomorrow.
"You should take this money back first, and then pay it back to me when you have money." Qing Yue returned the two thousand and eighty that Lu Zihao had given her. Lu Zihao was stunned, and an angry look immediately flashed on his face, "You
Are you pitying me?"
His anger came quickly, his handsome face turned red with anger, and his body was trembling at the same time.
Qing Yue was not very happy to see him like this. She felt that Lu Zihao was proud but also very inferior. These two emotions had been tormenting him. She smiled, but her smile was a little cold, "Lu Zihao, you are pitiful to begin with. I
What's wrong with you? Are you so good that you don't need my pity?"
Lu Zihao was stunned, he didn't expect Qing Yue to say it so directly.
"I don't need it!" He gritted his teeth and said these three words.
"Really? Then you give me a reason why you don't need it. Why don't you need it?" Qingyue crossed her arms and looked at Lu Zihao with a half-smile.
Lu Zihao didn't know what to say, his face was full of shame and anger!
"I just don't need it. The worst case scenario is death!" Lu Zihao was really angry. He felt that his remaining pride had been shattered by Qing Yue. Now he really had nothing but pride. It seemed that no one else could
You can insult him.
At school, everyone only knew that he was fooling around, but didn't know his real situation, but now, he felt that Qingyue knew.