Someone Speaks Ill of You

When I went out, it was already afternoon.

Luo Fei got on the bus and came to the largest shopping mall in the south of the city.

In a small square outside the mall, many products are on sale.

Most of the promoters are young girls.

Luo Jiajia is here to promote drinks.

A tall man of 1.72 meters tall, with silky and beautiful long hair, slender figure, and unique temperament, he can be recognized at a glance even if he wears a mask.

Luo Jiajia is wearing a yellow waistcoat specially made by the promoters today, with various patterns printed on the waistcoat, wearing a white long-sleeved t-shirt, still wearing the washed white jeans, and a pair of white shoes on her feet.

Looking fresh and natural, it goes well with the pile of yellow bottled beverages.

The promoters elsewhere were yelling hard, but she stood motionless and said nothing, her eyes full of indifference.

But this figure and temperament has attracted many people to stop.

Drinks are not expensive and are at promotional prices, so from time to time someone will buy a bottle in the past.

Some customers can't help but ask why she wears a mask.

Many male customers even said that as long as she took off the mask to show them, they would buy a few more bottles.

Luo Jiajia responded in silence most of the time.

When her beautiful and indifferent eyes looked at each other and kept silent, even the thick-skinned people would feel embarrassed and had to give up.

"It's probably dumb."

Many people think so.

There are prices on the temporary counter, so Luo Jiajia sometimes doesn't say a word even all day.

And she would not occasionally sit next to her and take a break like other promoters.

She has been standing there, like a sculpture.

No matter which direction the sun comes from, whether it hits her body or face, she will not move or avoid it.

Luo Fei stood in the crowd not far away and looked at her silently.

In the evening.

A middle-aged man with glasses went over to buy a bottle of drink, asked a few words, but didn't get an answer, so he muttered and left.

The middle-aged man walked in Luo Fei's direction, glanced left and right, suddenly took out a bag of things from his pocket, and quickly poured it into the drink.

After shaking for a few times, he suddenly turned back and walked in front of Luo Jiajia, and said angrily: "Little girl, your drink tastes wrong, is it broken?"

Luo Jiajia looked at him without speaking.

"There must be a problem, the taste is completely wrong, don't believe it, try it yourself!"

The middle-aged man passed the drink over, angrily.

Luo Jiajia didn't pick him up, looked at him indifferently, and still didn't speak.

"Are you dumb?"

The middle-aged man was very angry. He shook the drink in his hand and said: "The drink sold is fake, don't you say anything? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will be here now yelling, I want Tell all passers-by that your drink is fake and bad!"

Luo Jiajia glanced at the drink in his hand, looked at him again, was silent for a while, and finally said, "What do you want to explain?"

When the middle-aged man heard this nice voice, his eyes brightened, his face still full of anger: "You drink this drink, there is not a drop left! If you dare to drink it, forget it!"

Luo Jiajia looked at him indifferently, did not reach out to pick it up, and did not speak any more.

"Sure enough, it's a fake! Don't you even dare to drink it yourself?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

Luo Jiajia still looked at him without speaking.

The middle-aged man suddenly became irritated and raised the drink in his hand and said, "Okay! If you don't drink it, I won't let you sell a bottle!"

When he was about to turn around and shout to the crowd, he suddenly stretched out a hand behind him, took the drink in his hand, and said, "I'll drink it."

The middle-aged man turned around and saw that he was a student-like teenager, and suddenly said angrily: "What are you?"

Luo Fei shook the drink in his hand and said faintly: "Nothing else, I just want to taste it, what does this drink with something taste like?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he grabbed the drink and said with a gloomy face: "Boy, don't ask for anything? I'm talking to this promoter, what's the matter with you?"

Luo Fei pointed to the place where he was standing just now, and said: "I was taking a photo there just now, and it happened that you added something to this drink. The white powdery thing is not a contraband, right? To be honest, I want to taste it. taste."

The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, a little flustered, and angrily said: "What nonsense is your kid talking about? I didn't add anything! Don't spit!"

Luo Fei shrugged: "Well, I might have read it wrong. There is a guard room over there. Let me show the photo from my phone to the guard."

With that, he walked over directly.

"Hey! Hey! You..."

The middle-aged man saw that he really went straight to the guard room, his complexion suddenly changed, and he dared to stay wherever he was.

Luo Fei turned his head, looked at his back and fled, turned around and returned to Luo Jiajia's side.

Luo Jiajia glanced at him, but still did not speak.

Luo Fei knew that even if he wasn't here, with Luo Jiajia's IQ, there would never be anything wrong.

Except for the things he gave, Luo Jiajia would never eat anything from anyone, and would not even pick up the connection.

The man had a guilty conscience and never dared to make matters worse.

After all, there is surveillance everywhere here.

At most, they pretended to shout a few times, attracting a few people, and when the guardhouse arrived, they might slip away immediately.

Such things have happened before.

Quite a lot at the beginning.

Because at that time, Luo Jiajia didn't seem to notice his special attraction, so he didn't wear a mask, and sometimes even dressed up a little.

After all, it is a part-time job, so you must have a good image.

So it caused a lot of trouble.

Slowly, she began to wear a mask, and even deliberately wear clothes that are not big enough to show her figure.

But the charm and temperament cannot be hidden.

So until now, there are still some troubles to the upper body from time to time.

Luo Fei would often come to work with her part-time, not to help her part-time, but to watch her not far away and guard her.

Both of them are very tired.

But relying on each other to live a life is still satisfying.

Six p.m.

After Luo Fei helped her move everything into the warehouse, he walked with her on the way home.

The two did not take the bus.

Forty minutes is not far for them.

If you rush back, nothing will happen.

At first, Luo Fei was worried that her legs would hurt after standing for a day, but finally found out that his worries were unnecessary.

The girl's physical fitness is stronger than him. I don't know how many times it is.

It seems that I have never seen her tired and weak.

Ever since I met her, I have never seen her sick with a cold, fever.

The body is jealous.

"Let’s eat out tonight."

When not far from the residential area, Luo Jiajia said.

"You decide."

Luo Fei doesn't matter.

Luo Jiajia took him into a noodle restaurant.

One person ordered a portion of plain noodles.

The two sat facing each other without speaking.

When the noodles came, the two lowered their heads to eat the noodles, still silent.

When he was almost finished eating, Luo Feifang said: "I want to tell you something."

Luo Jiajia raised his head.

Luo Fei told them about Zhou Xinmei's visit to them today, without missing a word, including the malicious man.

"Got it."

Luo Jiajia continued to lower his head to eat noodles, no expression on his face.

Luo Fei glanced at her and continued to eat noodles.

After the two of them had finished eating, Luo Jiajia didn't get up immediately, staring at him for a while, Fang said: "My son gets married, do I have to buy a new house?"

Luo Fei was stunned for a moment, not knowing why she said this, and said, "Aunt Zhou can't be blamed for this. Now that's the case, when his son gets married, he must not only buy a house, but also prepare a lot of gifts."

"How much is a lot?"

Luo Jiajia asked.

Luo Fei thought for a while and said, "It's probably tens of thousands."

He is a little strange, why has this girl talked so much today? And it's all irrelevant words.

Luo Jiajia was silent for a while, then looked at him and said, "Can you rent a house? If your son gets married."

Luo Fei gave her a weird look, and said: "It depends on the situation, some are okay. If the man and woman really want to be together, the family can't stop it."

"Oh."

Luo Jiajia said "Oh", stopped talking, stood up, paid the money, and walked outside.

Luo Fei followed her.

The two walked side by side.

it's getting dark.

The autumn breeze is a bit cool.

When approaching the gate of the community, Luo Jiajia suddenly stopped, turned to look at him and said: "Luo Fei, we are poor, we have no gifts, and we don't have a house. You may not be able to marry a wife in the future."

Luo Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said indifferently: "It's okay, it's nice to be alone."

Luo Jiajia stared at him with dark eyes and shook his head slightly: "Not one person, but two people."

Luo Fei was startled slightly.

Luo Jiajia looked at him earnestly and said, "We will live together all the time. No new house, no beauties. There is a rented house and food is enough. What do you think?

Luo Fei looked at her blankly.

After a while, Fang whispered: "Very good."

"Well, it's good."

Luo Jiajia also repeated one sentence in a low voice, and then walked ahead.

The horse tail swayed, and the footsteps seemed to become lighter.