I am addicted to my paranoia

Chapter 6 Poor Soul

"It's the first time you should pay more attention!" Cheng Yuan took the gift bag from Lou Mian's hand, and pulled her in with the other hand, without looking back, completely ignoring Cheng Yan.

"Xiao Mian, I've always wanted to see you, but that guy always hides, he's not sensible at all," Cheng Yuan laughed, "But now I can see you, it's really pretty."

Lou Mian smiled: "My sister is also very beautiful."

"Ouch," Cheng Yuan laughed tremblingly, and finally half covered his mouth, "Xiaomian's mouth is so sweet, please sit down, my parents thought you didn't come so soon, so they went to a friend's house for tea, now I Call them back."

"Not in a hurry."

After saying that, she looked around, looked up, and saw a corner of a large photo frame protruding from the stairs.

Cheng Yuan followed her gaze and said softly, "That's a rare family portrait."

rare?

When Lou Mian heard these two words, she felt a little strange. There should only be one case where a family uses "rare" when taking a family portrait, and it may be because everyone can't get together.

But before the blind date, she heard her parents talk about the Cheng family. Except for Cheng Yan's nephew who is still in college, although the others are not very free every day, at least they have time to spend together.

How can it be so rare?
Cheng Yuan only said a word, and didn't want to explain too much. Seeing that she was still a little confused, she quickly said that the kitchen was cooking, and turned around and slipped away.

"Your family relationship..."

Cheng Yan sighed, shook his head and said, "Just get used to it. Whenever she mentions my nephew, she will subconsciously avoid it."

escape?

Lou Mian became interested, stood up and made an excuse: "Can I go upstairs and have a look? My legs feel a little numb sitting here."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want."

- the second floor.

Lou Mian leaned against the wall, looked at the family portrait in front of her, and frowned unconsciously.

In the photo, Cheng Yuan and another man are leaning on each other, standing behind the sofa together. Boy, family relationships seem a little odd.

The boy looked like a teenager, even though he was sitting on a round chair with his feet on the horizontal bars, his legs were too long to be placed. He raised his head, resting his elbows on his knees, resting his chin with his palms, cute The movement was concealed by his eyes, which made Lou Mian feel a little cold.

His dark eyes couldn't even reveal a trace of light when facing the bright lights. He was sitting there, only one meter away from Cheng's family, but there were two atmospheres.

One is a warm family atmosphere, and the other is a poor soul hiding alone in the dark.

Lou Mian pursed her lips, and on the way to the end, she saw many photos, single ones, group photos, each of them appeared many times, but there was only one about him.

He stood sideways on the top of the hill, his black windbreaker was blown, his hair was messed up, and the photo was a little blurry.

Lou Mian took a closer look, and stretched out her fingers to trace his profile in the photo, from forehead to nose to jawline.

In the distance was the setting sun, and the sky was filled with orange red. He stood there with one foot on the stone, looking up at the scenery in front of him.

Lou Mian withdrew her hand. As a handsome guy, she couldn't express her feelings for him for a moment. Just as she turned around and was about to go downstairs, her hand was suddenly pulled hard.

With the sound of closing the door.

Lou Mian opened her eyes and found that she was cornered by a wall, and the tall and cold-faced person in front of her was the boy in the photo.

(End of this chapter)