Star-Crossed Lovers: The Ex-Convict and the White Rabbit

For a few weeks, she had no close contact with the man. Every time she passed the door, her heart was full of nowhere. When he didn't see him, he was lucky and relaxed; when he saw him, he pretended not to see it, his heart beat like a drum, and the surface was calm.

That day he had to leave the number, but he never had a strange phone call, or text message harassment. Days passed by, except for occasional encounters, it seemed that nothing had changed.

Lu Qiang did not deliberately embarrass, it seems that she really gave her time to consider. In front of outsiders, he smiled and greeted him decently and friendly. He glanced at him occasionally, and he always met the aggressive eyes, with a smirk and a certainty, as if she had never escaped under his control.

Lu Yin glared at him fiercely, admiring his back. When I didn't know when to get up, the fear of him disappeared, and I always felt that this man's face was abhorrent and hated her teeth.

But no matter what the state of mind, it is undeniable that her life was disturbed by him, like a long eye, and suddenly appeared in her life, which could not be removed in a while, wanted to ignore, and continued to shake in front of her eyes.

...

On Friday evening, Lu Yin was on a whim, went to the market to buy vegetables, and wanted to make a good meal.

She walked home carrying large and small bags and met an acquaintance in front of the restaurant outside the community. She recognized him almost with a glance, and the figure was so familiar that she could recognize it without a special search.

Lu Yin quickly turned around and took a half step, too late.

There was a voice behind, "Yin Yin?"

Lu Yin stopped. At that moment, her expression was almost distorted, and subconsciously wanted to escape, the voice came to him: "Lu Yin! Yin Yin?"

She didn't move her back, and soon the footsteps were getting closer and closer. He walked around her, and the two were separated by a meter. Lu Yin lowered his head, clutching the bag in his hand, without looking at him.

"It's really you," the voice could hear a bit of surprise, paused, and slowly turned cautiously, "I thought I was dazzling, I was wrong."

Lu Yin lowered her eyes and happened to be able to see the tip of his shoe. The oily black leather shoes were now covered with dust. His eyelashes were raised, and the hem of his shirt was hanging outside his trousers, and the corners were wrinkled like a rag, so she had never seen such an embarrassed image.

She finally caught his eyes and smiled. She knew that the smile should not look good.

Liu Zecheng saw that she smiled and grinned, looking at what she was carrying: "Going to buy food?"

Lu Yin ‘um’ uttered nothing else.

Liu Zecheng glanced at her hand again, the transparent bag, at a glance, there were onions, ribs, broccoli and two bottles of white wine, without catfish and celery.

His eyes were dim, and he smiled bitterly: "Is there a guest at home?"

"No." Lu Yin said, "I eat it myself."

He paused, as if sighing: "Yes, it's the healthiest you do."

After saying this sentence, it was strangely quiet for a few seconds. Liu Zecheng coughed awkwardly and wanted to raise his hand to block it. He realized that his hands were all cumbersome, and he put it down again.

Lu Yin noticed his hands. On one side was a big bag of snacks and daily necessities. On the other side he carried three packs of diaper and packed meals. His shoulders slanted across the lady's backpack. Her heart hurt uncontrollably, Lu Yin admitted that until now she still could not be indifferent.

Turning her toes in a direction, she wanted to leave, but Liu Zecheng was more talkative: "The catfish I eat today. Thinking of our door..." Realizing that it was wrong, he quickly changed his mouth: "The door here is doing well, taking advantage of the time today, just Come over and eat..."

His voice was ambiguous, with seemingly nostalgic attachments and regrets, his eyes staring at her face greedily, unwilling to move away.

After a few seconds, Liu Zecheng moved forward and finally asked, "Yin Yin, are you okay?"

With tenderness in his eyes, he carefully traced her facial features and wanted to show the pain in his heart to his face.

Lu Yin lightly smiled: "As you see, go to work, make money, do housework, and occasionally do a good job to treat yourself." She was glad not to meet him two months ago, at least her face is now ruddy. After pondering his mood, he asked, "How does it feel to be a father?"

The sentence asked lightly, and Liu Zecheng stopped, and heard her ridicule. The peaceful life that was once ruthlessly spoiled by him is now a luxury. Silently, he whispered, "No, there is another month."

Just after I finished speaking, someone called out: "Husband?"

As soon as Liu Zecheng was excited, he responded quickly and ran to the door of the hotel before he greeted him.

A woman came out of the door, her belly as big as a pot, leaning on her waist and standing on the steps.

The man was jealous: "What are you doing, husband?"

"Isn't this waiting for you." He stretched out his arm and handed it to the steps, letting her support him.

The woman complained: "What a broken place! The toilet is dirty and will never come again."

Liu Zecheng kept his head silent, and the two walked slowly in opposite directions.

The woman suddenly asked, "I saw you talking to someone just now. I didn't see clearly. Who is that?"

Liu Zecheng was startled and lowered his eyes: "No one, a colleague."

The woman ‘oh’ didn’t ask, and murmured, “My feet are sore, go home and help me squeeze, and my hair should be washed...Yes, you didn’t buy shampoo for me...”

Liu Zecheng responded, looking back unintentionally. The original standing position was empty, where could there be the figure of the woman.

***

Lu Yin returned home, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

She behaved as usual, no different than usual.

Boil the water, boil the ribs, wash away the blood, wrap it with dry starch, fry it in a frying pan until golden brown; broccoli is picked, patted with garlic cloves and chopped into granules, the pan is 70% hot, throw it in and stir fry quickly...

She was skillful, her hands and feet were sharp, and the two dishes were quickly served. She poured another half a glass of wine and sat down without moving her chopsticks.

I always feel too monotonous, and I flip out half a pack of shrimps and green peppers from the refrigerator. The shrimps are washed with water to control the water.

After setting the plates separately, she began to process the onions, peeled off the skin, and cut it horizontally with a knife. Within a few seconds, a spicy smell filled the air, and the eyes tingled, and tears came out of the tear glands uncontrollably, she sucked He sucked his nose, wiped it with his hand, and cut it again. The water in his eyes was turbulent than before.

The material chased the pot one by one, and her eyes still couldn't open with pain. Lu Yin put down the spatula, unscrewed the water valve, leaned forward and rinsed with water.

She thought of that time. The two families who had just formed together were happy and romantic when they just moved in. At that time, Lu Yin could not cook, the yam skin was on the skin, itching and sore... The two were squeezed in the kitchen with big palms, Liu Zecheng held her hand, coated with vinegar, and gently blow...

With this thought, my mind drifted away, the valve was flowing like a column, and the vegetables in the wok were noisy. After a while, a burnt smell finally awakened her. Lu Yin was shocked and broke the water valve. Without waiting to turn off the gas, a stream of pressurized water rushed towards her...

...She broke the water valve in a hurry.

In just a moment, Lu Yin was soaked all over her body, a white vest was attached to her skin, and the water was splashing, and the whole kitchen was raining.

Lu Yinmeng reacted for a while, and he hurriedly blocked the water valve with his hands. The old house, the equipment is outdated, and the water valve has been in disrepair for a long time. It is already fragile, and it is usually used with caution. I did not want to break it today.

Lu Yin ran back to the living room and called the security room with her mobile phone. She clearly remembered that she had seen Lao Li when she came back. The last time the toilet was running, he repaired it.

The phone was quickly connected, and she said anxiously, "Master Li, please come over and see, my water valve is broken again, and you are pouring water out."

There was a moment of silence over there: "Do you have any tools in your house?"

"No." After a while, "...Master Li?"

There was a low smile: "Master Li has something to do, and I changed shifts. There is only one Master Lu here."

Lu Yin stomped anxiously and turned his gaze to the kitchen.

Lu Qiang asked: "Do you use it?"

Lu Yin bit her lower lip: "...Use."

He asked again: "Which position is broken?"

She tried to describe: "In the kitchen, the water valve...the water outlet..."

Lu Qiang ‘huh’ said.

Lu Yin is completely messed up: "What should I do now?"

There was very calm, the voice was low and hoarse, with a calm breath: "Stay, wait for me."

Hanging up the phone, Lu Yin's heart settled inexplicably, wiped the water from her face, and she ran back to the kitchen to stop the water valve.

Within five minutes, Lu Qiang came and Lu Yin ran to open the door for him.

The moment the door opened, his nose flicked and frowned. Lu Yinli was in front of the door, his image was embarrassed and funny, he glanced from top to bottom, his eyes fell back on her chest, his eyes dimmed, and he immediately looked at her face.

Lu Qiang walked in: "Crying?"

Lu Yin sucked his nose: "No."

He teased her: "That one was watered?"

Lu Yin ignored him this time.

This is the second time Lu Qiang has come to her house. Before, she only stood in the hallway, not knowing what was inside.

The windows in the house are tightly closed, air-conditioning is turned on, and there is not much space filled with a strange smell.

He opened all the windows and went to the kitchen to turn off the gas valve.

Lu Yin followed him anxiously and urged: "What are you doing? Can you hurry up?"

It was still raining in the kitchen, and Lu Qiang took off his coat, which contained a black wrap-around T-shirt, which was instantly wet.

He took the time to glance at her: "What kind of nose do you have, there is a strange smell, you can't smell it?"

Lu Yin froze for a moment before remembering that the gas had been turned off just now, and the water pipe burst. The fire was extinguished, so she forgot to turn it off.

After a while, Lu Yin stepped forward and wanted to open the fume hood.

He didn't touch it, but he shouted back, and she withdrew her hand. Lu Qiang said, "No common sense? The smoke exhauster will spark and easily cause an explosion." He took the two towels and folded them a few times. Seeing her red eyes, she let out a soft breath: "It's okay, this situation is mostly a large amount of gas leakage...but still be careful."

Lu Yin's lips stood by the door without a word.

Lu Qiang smiled, withdrew his gaze, wrapped his towel around the water pipe, and tied it tightly with a rope. Buffered, the water column disappeared into the sky, and the water flowed down the towel into the sink.

Lu Yin's eyes widened before she realized that this would be fine.

Lu Qiang said: "When you are in trouble, you know to cry, and use your brain to think about how to solve it... than crying."

"You made me wait." Lu Yin retorted in a low voice.

"I let you wait, you just wait?"

Lu Yin: "..."

"Oh, I'll be obedient now." He grunted: "I'll let you treat me well! Why not listen?"

Lu Yin opened his mouth and tried to give him a few words, but he always felt that the atmosphere was quite strange now, and he didn't say anything.

Lu Qiang opened the toolbox, took out the pliers wrench, metal buckle and brand-new water valve, and whispered: "He stares at Lao Tzu all the time, his eyes are not crooked? He is proud of you and does not follow your general knowledge." He paused. Suddenly, his voice was much quieter: "If someone else, it's such a temper tantrum, and his eyes will pick him out."

He squatted halfway, wrapped tape around the metal buckle, and said to himself, not knowing if she heard it. In Yu Guangli, a pair of calves stood straight half a meter away, and a few toes were round and pale pink, staying in the slippers obediently. His hand slowed down, he raised his head and his eyes went up. The woman was covered with water, wearing a pair of house cropped trousers, a white vest wrapped tightly around her body, the curves were exposed, her hair was loosely tied behind her head, a few strands of hair Stick the silk to the cheek.

Lu Qiang remembered that rainy day, outside the chaotic and fuzzy car window, she suddenly appeared. From that moment, a poignant white changed the world before him.

It was her, too, who let him know how it felt.

Lu Yin was shaved by him, and he stepped back subconsciously.

Lu Qiang was dry and asked, "Blue?"

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