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There are actually not many serious relatives in the Lu family, but their family is big and their business is big. Everyone wants to visit them during the Chinese New Year, so Lu Shen can only receive them like a serene meal.

There are very few relatives in the Sang family, especially after Sang Hong encountered a company bankruptcy crisis a few years ago, he had even fewer contacts.

Lu Shen was rarely busy, so Sang Bai happened to ask Xia Tong to have a gathering and talked about his plan to go to the Lu family on the sixth day of the lunar month.

She was a little embarrassed: "Mu Tou, do you think we will be too fast? It's been a few months since we got back together, and I'm still quite nervous..."

He looked at the mango juice on her hand again, "Why are you drinking this? Didn't you order beer?"

Xia Tong said calmly: "No, I have it."

Sang Bai almost sprayed the wine on her face with a "puff".

After a while of shock, Sang Bai asked, "What did Lin Ruicheng say?"

Xia Tong's face turned a little red: "I just want to tell you this time that we are planning to get the certificate tomorrow, and then wait three months before holding the wedding."

Sang Bai said congratulations and gave her a thumbs up: "I suddenly felt that I was not nervous at all."

Although she said that, she still couldn't help but feel nervous on the day she went to the Lu family.

Get up early in the morning and apply a facial mask, put on makeup, change clothes, and go out with the gifts prepared in advance.

The weather is very good, and the winter sun shines on your body through the car window, making it warm and warm.

The car was parked in the Lu family villa.

It has been nearly ten years since I came here last time, and she was only in high school at that time.

Outside the villa is a small flowerbed with two rows of holly trees planted. Then the winding stems of ivy crawlers climbed on the fence inside, but the weather was cold and there were no leaves.

Lu Shen was waiting at the door, and as soon as he saw her, he walked past, took the things in her hand and asked her if she was cold.

Sang Bai said he was not cold.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Zhang looked at her and smiled and nodded: "Sangsang is here."

The little girl wore a goose yellow coat because the white color was very good.

A small face the size of a palm and a particularly handsome nose.

He stared at her, "Yeah, you're much more beautiful than on TV."

He is energetic and kind-hearted, which is very different from Sang Bai's impression.

When I came here, I only saw him once, on a weekend.

At that time, he was serious and cold, and he only had a meal at home and was busy leaving. Cen Jiayun asked him to rest for a while and he was still impatiently saying where he had time.

Sang Bai smiled and bowed: "Thank you uncle for your praise. This is a gift to you, a little bit of your heart."

Naturally, Lu Zhang would not open it in person, but instead took it personally and handed it to the aunt to put it away.

Sang Bai thought about it and said, "It's nothing else. The bottle of Moutai was stored by my father for twenty-five years. Please try it."

Lu Zhang's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "That's what I have to thank your father."

Without the expected nervous inquiries, Lu Zhang seemed to be just meeting her, chatting and having a casual meal, and having a very slow and gentle rhythm, and the pressure in Sang Bai's heart gradually eased.

When I was eating fruits after the meal, Lu Zhang looked at her for a while and asked, "Why do I feel like I have seen you before?"

Sang Bai nodded and said that he had come to play with Xia Tong in high school, and that he was Aunt Liu's daughter.

He also accompanied Cen Jiayun to play the piano, draw and bake biscuits.

She didn't say these words.

Lu Zhang silently, smiled and said, "So that's it."

He yawned, "I have to go for lunch, you young people play."

He finished speaking upstairs.

Sang Bai breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Shang Lu with caution. He happened to be smiling at her.

Sang Bai glared at him: "Why are you laughing at?"

Lu Shen naturally held one of her hands: "Let's see how you pretend to be good."

He teased, "I was like that just now, but when I was with me, I felt a little like that."

“…”

He asked her if she wanted to go upstairs to visit, and Sang Bai said yes.

Only then did she think about looking at the furnishings in the house and found that there was almost no change from before.

Even the old wooden decoration cover pattern wrapped around the radiator is already a bit mottled.

The only explanation is that Lu Zhang doesn't want to renovate it, and he doesn't even want to change it, so he keeps the original appearance of the house as much as possible.

Going upstairs, I first visited Lu Shen’s bedroom.

The bed sheets and curtains are all cool and cool, which makes it very suitable for him.

This is where he has lived since childhood, and in recent years he has only come back occasionally for one night.

Sang Bai felt inexplicably kind and said with a smile: "When I came to your house during the summer vacation, Aunt Liu always told me that Aunt Cen had a son. She came back this summer vacation, so we must not go up to the second floor to disturb us."

Lu Shen also remembered what happened before. He smiled without realizing it and raised his hand to hold her in his arms.

"You were quite well-behaved at that time. I really didn't come up. Instead, it was Xia Tong..."

Sang Bai said "ah", "What's wrong with the wood?"

Lu Shen talked: "Who knew that once I was not at home during the day and when I came back in the afternoon, I was about to go into the guest room to find something. Lin Ruicheng suddenly opened the door and came out from inside, dragging me to ask questions. The inexplicable question asked me for five or six minutes, and he had to pull me to the tea room next door to make tea. I had just finished making tea and before I could drink it, I saw Xia Tong rushing out of the guest room, and his clothes were wrinkled."

Sang Bai: "…"

He said, while raising his hand to touch her sexy collarbone.

Sang Bai pushed him: "Don't mess around."

Of course, it was impossible to do anything when she first officially came to the door, which was too disrespectful.

But he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her ambiguously.

He took her to the piano room on the third floor again.

A Steinway piano is placed in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window.

It's exactly the same as before.

Sang Bai even saw Cen Jiayun sitting here playing the piano, gentle and noble.

She asked Lu Shen: "Can you play?"

Lu Shen: "A little bit."

Seeing her curious look, he shaved her nose and said, "Dad is sleeping, and I will have the chance to play it for you in the future."

Sang Bai said yes.

Lu Shen thought for a while and asked indifferently: "Do you want to go to my mother's room to take a look?"

When he asked this, he spoke in a normal tone, but Sang Bai keenly noticed the little sadness in his tone, so he held his hand comfortably.

Understanding her meaning, he grabbed it back, shook his head gently, indicating that she was fine.

Lu Shen said that because Lu Zhang is very busy on weekdays, he rarely goes home. Cen Jiayun doesn’t like living alone in an empty and large bedroom on the first floor, so he built a small one on the third floor. She lives here when Lu Zhang doesn’t come back.

Come to the next bedroom and push the door open.

The room full of hydrangeas, clusters of beautiful light pink, hung on both sides of the wall.

Sang Bai remembered that Cen Jiayun said that she liked hydrangeas very much. They were easy to grow, easy to bloom, and they were beautiful when they bloomed.

She smiled and said, "Did you find someone to do it? I remember only two or three pots when I came in before-"

Lu Shen said indifferently: "I was looking for someone to do it."

Sang Bai said "Oh", but suddenly hesitated, and a long-standing picture that had been ignored by her for a long time popped up in his mind.

She suddenly grabbed Lu Shen's hand.

Lu Shen looked at her.

She met his sight: "We've seen it at that time, have we?"

Lu Shen smiled slightly: "Remember?"

It should be a summer vacation in high school when I suddenly heard the news that Cen Jiayun died of serious illness.

Sang Bai benefited a lot from the few times she got along. She was both a teacher and a friend, kind and gentle. Sang Bai was sad for a while and came to pay tribute.

There are many people coming, and after the bustling, it is a kind of powerless void.

Sang Bai and Xia Tong accompanied Aunt Liu for a while. Aunt Liu said while wiping her tears: "I have been very busy since my wife was hospitalized in the past three months. I forgot to take care of the hydrangeas in her room, and they all withered. Alas - Shenzhi is quite sad."

Looking back now, Shenzhi should be Lu Shen's nickname.

But she didn't know that at that time.
To be continued...