Draw a circle in his paranoid heart

Chapter 16
Lu Chen stood at the door of his house, still holding the movement of opening the door. Seeing the girl's series of movements and his words, his mood improved for no reason, and he smiled deeply.

Lin Qingwei entered the house and went straight to her room. Lu Xin yelled a few times outside, but she didn't respond.

Lin Qingqing took out all the books in her schoolbag, and put them all on the desk. She tilted her head a little low, and slammed her head on the corner of the table. She was so painful that she burst into tears.

It took her a while to regain her senses, rubbing the painful place, and she couldn't stop the tears all at once.

When Lu Chen opened the door, he saw exactly such a scene. He ran in quickly, held her head, and looked carefully.

Lin Qingwei looked at the person in front of him, still a little angry, "How did you get in?"

"Of course they came in. What's wrong with your head?" He saw a red spot on her forehead, which seemed to be a little swollen and faintly purple.

"I hit the table just now." Lin Weiwei's voice was a little muffled, and he deliberately turned his eyes away from him.

Lu Chen rubbed her gently, patiently as if treating the most beloved baby.

His fingertips were a little cold, Lin Weiwei couldn't help but look at him, his long eyelashes fell down, and his eyes focused on her all the time.

In his eyes, it seems that he is the only one at the moment.

With this realization, Lin Weiqing felt as if her head didn't hurt anymore, and suddenly laughed.

Lu Chen looked at her suspiciously: "Aren't you stupid, laughing so stupidly?"

Lin stopped laughing softly and continued to stare at him, this big fool.

What, I don't know anything.

"Is it still hurting? Is it better?" He looked at her forehead, which was still a little red and swollen, worried.

"You're still so reckless at such an age, what will you do if I'm not here?" He was a little helpless, seeing her heartless look, he couldn't help pinching her face.

Lin Weiwei dissatisfied, "I'm so old and you still pinch my face, I'm not a kid anymore."

He smiled: "It's really not a child anymore,"

Lin Weiwei raised his head proudly, but he heard him say again: "But it's still a small one."

Lin Qingqing: "."

What to do, it seems that I will not be happy.

The two quarreled for a while, and then heard Lu Xin shouting for dinner, Lin Qingwen ran out, washed his hands and sat down at the dining table, and then saw him slowly walking over and sitting beside her.

"Why are you always haunted?" Lin Qingqing filled up a bowl of soup, and was a little speechless when he watched him sit down.

"My mother is not at home today, so I'm coming to your house for dinner." He answered quite naturally, and even glanced at her, as if she had asked such a stupid question.

Lin Qingwei stopped talking, she found that Lu Chen had become more and more venomous in recent years, and she really couldn't beat him.

Forget it, Miss Ben, the prime minister, can punt in my stomach, so I don't care about this little boy.

During the meal, Lu Chen picked up a piece of braised pork for her. It was all lean meat, but it looked a little greasy. Lin Weiqing didn't want to eat it, so he picked it up and wanted to throw it into his bowl.

"If you don't eat meat, you won't grow taller. You'll always be small." He said a word lightly, and continued eating without waiting for her reaction.

Lin gently squeezed the chopsticks tightly, stared at him intently, and put the piece of braised pork into his mouth with an expression of humiliation.

I eat!When I grow taller, I will torture you to death!

Lu Chen watched her eat, and let out a barely audible laugh. Lin heard it gently but sensitively, then rolled his eyes, and finally stepped on his white sneakers while he was unaware.

Lu Chen lowered his head and glanced, his expression changed slightly, looking at her as if he was looking at a mischievous child.

Lin Qingqing bent her head lower, as if she wanted to bury her head in the bowl.

Lu Xin had been quietly watching them interact, and now seeing Lin Qingqing was about to bury her head in the bowl, she raised a slightly serious voice, "Lin Qingqing, raise your head, eat well, girls, everyone What does it look like. And what happened to your head?"

Lin Weiwei raised his head abruptly, quickly picked up the rice in the bowl, and didn't put down the bowl until the rice was empty.

"Mom, it's okay, just knocked. I'm full and I'm going to do my homework."

Lu Xin glanced at her, "Wait a minute, the dishes are done."

She lowered her head, said "Oh", and waited for them to finish eating, then picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked towards the kitchen.

Lu Chen stood up when he saw her go in, and looked at Lu Xin, "Aunt Lu, I'll go help her."

Lu Xin wanted to say no, but he had already lifted his legs and walked away, and arrived in only three or two steps.

Lin gently looked at the people in the kitchen, not surprised, "Hey, it's still the same as before, I'll rinse after you wash."

Lu Chen took the bowl in her hand and began to clean it familiarly. Lin Qingwei stood beside her and looked at her. His fingers were long and slender, and even washing the dishes was so pleasing to the eye.

She muttered, but Lu Chen didn't hear it, and moved closer, "What?"

Lin blushed slightly, and took two steps away, "I said, why do we all eat the same food, you are so tall."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Because you are a little one."

Lin Qingqing: "."

Well, the topic is back here again.

She didn't speak again with a sullen expression, waiting for him a little bored, but he suddenly stretched out an arm, "Help me put the sleeve up a little."

"Oh." Lin gently grabbed his sleeve and folded it up a few times. When his hand fell, he accidentally touched his skin, which was slightly hot.

She quickly took her hand away, pretended to be normal and stood next to him again, took the bowl he had cleaned, and rinsed it under the tap.

She felt her face getting hotter and hotter, always thinking of his arms, the temperature of his skin.

The little boy back then has grown up and has grown into the handsome young man he is today. Lin Weiwei is glad that he is the one who has been by his side all the time.

The two cooperated and quickly finished washing the dishes. Lu Chen cleaned up the kitchen and left the kitchen together.

It was getting late, and there was still a lot of homework in the evening, Lin lightly thumped his head and lay down on the desk.

Lu Chen took his schoolbag and sat beside her, seeing her like this, he smiled.

"Can't do it?"

"How is it possible, I just don't want to do it, and my head still hurts."

Lu Chen got up quickly and went outside. Lin Weiwei was surprised by his movements, but he didn't get up, and still lay on his stomach like that.

After a while, she felt a sudden chill on her head. She wanted to raise her head, but he held her head down.

"Don't move." His voice was soft, but unexpectedly warm.

Lin Weiwei closed his eyes obediently, feeling the coolness coming from his forehead, feeling his slightly cool fingers, rubbing them lightly one after another.

This feeling was really good, she didn't even want to open her eyes, she wanted to greedily continue to enjoy this moment.

Just as she was lingering in it, he suddenly lifted her head up, "Okay, open your eyes."

Lin blinked slightly, sniffed it, feeling a little disgusted, "This smells so bad."

"Hold on, this is medicated oil, it will be cured soon after applying this." He said softly, then took out his homework and placed it in front of her.

"Do your homework."

"Oh." Lin gently picked up the pen and homework book and began to write.

She looked at the boy who was serious and focused on doing his homework and beat his chest.

What a log.

Hey, my head seems to be hurting more, what should I do?

(End of this chapter)