To The Lovely You

   Under the orange light, Li Mengshan sat alone at the desk and wrote her homework with her head down. The room was unusually quiet, except for the rustling sound of the pen tip passing over the worksheets.

   Tonight, my parents and my brother went to the school's anniversary celebration, and they were supposed to take her there too. But she likes to be quiet by nature, and feels that she has nothing to perform, so she might as well stay at home and do her homework quietly.

   She enjoys this kind of alone time, immersing herself in her own world...

   At this moment, the mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated. On the screen, it turned out to be Luo Yujun's name.

   She was a little surprised, because Luo Yujun usually looked cold when he was in class, and rarely saw him talk to any **** his own initiative. Not to mention, which girl did you call...

   "Hello?" She picked up the phone and asked cautiously, "Luo...Luo Yujun? Are you looking for me?"

   "Well." Luo Yujun's voice came from the receiver, with some kind of magnetism, "You're home alone tonight, didn't you go to the party?"

   "Well..." Li Mengshan replied softly, "Did you not go too?"

"no."

   Actually, he wanted to see Xiaomei's performance, but when he heard from her that Li Mengshan didn't go...he decided not to go.

   The atmosphere was a little cold, and Li Mengshan didn't know what to say for a while. At this moment, Luo Yujun continued: "You are at home alone, aren't you afraid?"

  Li Mengshan had been concentrating on her homework all the time, she never thought about this problem. After being asked this by him, she suddenly became frightened.

   Why didn't she realize just now that this room was terribly quiet? Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the purple bamboo forest outside the window made a rustling sound. Shaking bamboo shadows cast shadows on the window glass...

  Tonight, she and Luo Yujun are probably the only people left in this community?

  Thinking of this, her hand holding the pen trembled slightly: "I wasn't afraid before, but now... I'm a little afraid."

   Luo Yujun on the other end of the phone seemed to be laughing lowly, and then asked lightly, "Would you like to... I go over to do your homework with you?"

   "Okay! Come on!" Li Mengshan seemed to have seen a savior, knowing that Luo Yujun couldn't see herself at all, and was still nodding desperately.

   "Okay, you wait for me for a while." Luo Yujun hung up the phone and hooked the corner of his lips in satisfaction. It seems that not going to the party was the right decision.

   Five minutes later, Li Mengshan heard the doorbell rang downstairs, and a spirit jumped up from the chair and rushed downstairs.

   Standing behind the gate, she still cautiously asked, "Who?"

   "It's me." Luo Yujun's magnetic voice came from the night, soothing her tense emotions.

   She quickly opened the door, bent down and brought him a pair of slippers...

  Although Luo Xiaomei often came to visit her house, Luo Yujun rarely showed up except for the occasional visit with his parents.

  Luo Yujun stood quietly, his seemingly calm gaze fell on the neckline of her slightly open T-shirt. Because of his leaning down, he could see the past from this angle—it was all right.

   "Let's, hurry up and do your homework!" He turned his head slightly, coughed lightly, and stretched his long legs impatiently.