Outrageous

Lu Zhiwei feels that the dog system is going farther and farther on the unscrupulous road.

It has lost its primitive and simple auxiliary functions and original intentions, and hastened on the outrageous road in an attempt to kill her host.

What is warming up feelings, you can sleep together in the same bed.

Don't arbitrarily define warming feelings!

This is obviously friendship! !

Lao Wu can't control the system to automatically release tasks.

The system publishes tasks and has its own set of programs running autonomously.

He, the administrator, is only responsible for solving accidents that occur during the running of the program.

Moreover, the atmosphere between Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci just now was really good, and we can't blame the system for detecting the warming of feelings.

Plus there are too many special places in this world.

In the immature new world, there are different heroes and heroines, and the heroine is always super class.

The system does not follow the routines, and Lao Wu can only say calmly: Is it difficult to understand?

Lu Zhi was slightly tired, and he was so tired that he was almost Buddha-natured.

She persuaded herself in her heart: forget it, saving the world is not easy, forget it...

Old Wu said: [But you only have a bed in your house, except for sharing the same bed, there is nowhere to sleep. 】

Lu Zhi feels a headache: [Miss One Thousand Golden Lady, will she share the bed with others casually? 】

She watched too much TV, and she always felt that a young lady like this was born with a bit of delicacy in her bones, and would not casually share a bed with others.

Same **** is not good either.

The exquisite ones will choose the bed, the three-piece suit, and the accommodation environment.

Lao Wu: [You are a stereotype. 】

Lu Zhiwei is serious: [This is my primary impression. I have never had the opportunity to meet such a person before. Of course, I can only watch it from the TV series. 】

Lao Wu Tucao: [Watch less useless idol dramas. 】

Lu Zhiwei: [Hello, do you remember that this is our idol script? 】

Lao Wu: [...]

[Ah, there are so many words, hurry up and do your task. Lao Wu began to pretend that nothing happened, urging.

Lu Zhiwei pointed at him in his heart, and then looked back at Sang Wanci in front of him.

The person in front of me is wearing a brown coat, a plaid scarf around his neck, and his long hair draped loosely on his shoulders.

Black mask, black peaked cap, a delicate face is mostly covered.

But those eyes were still star-like, bright and energetic.

She can still perceive her beauty.

Like the sun rising into the sky, no matter what form it appears, it will always be dazzling and brilliant.

"Are you really going to my house for the New Year?" Lu Zhiwei asked uncertainly, "Do you mind?"

Sang Wanci asked back: "Mind what?"

Lu Zhiwei hesitated: "I live in a small place, very small, and there is nothing fun at home, I'm afraid you will be bored..."

Sang Wan said kindly: "It's enough to have you there."

Lu Zhiwei looked at her.

Sang Wanci was extremely calm: "I am celebrating the New Year with you, not with your house.

"I want to disturb you a few more days, more than one New Year's Eve."

She is not a person who cares about form, the important thing is companionship.

Even if you go out every day and celebrate the Chinese New Year in a nearby shop, you can as long as you are happy with each other.

Since she has said so, Lu Zhiwei has no reason to refuse.

It's impossible to watch the child wandering around alone in the New Year's Eve alone, right?

…

When he went back, Lu Zhiwei no longer chose to take the bus.

She can sit, but the well-known Sang Wanci can't do it. If she is recognized, it will be another trouble.

So she took Sang Wanci, and rarely took a taxi extravagantly, because her home was really far away from Galaxy Plaza.

The driver's master was very enthusiastic and chatted with them as soon as they got in the car.

Sang Wanci is not a talkative character, always quiet.

Lu Zhiwei chatted with the driver's master very happily.

From talking about road conditions to prices, and then to this year's New Year atmosphere, the two fell in love with each other very much.

Sang Wanci looked out the window for a while, and Lu Zhiwei, who was chatting with the driver in full swing.

Inside the dim taxi, a bunch of orange lights were thrown in from time to time, silently brushing Lu Zhi's delicate eyebrows.

Like a cluster of fire, in an instant, it burned in full bloom in Lu Zhiwei's eyes.

Although it is short, it is enough to illuminate the vividness, freshness and warmth of Lu Zhiwei at this moment.

Sang Wanci's gaze couldn't help being attracted by her, and his gloved hands rested peacefully on his legs.

She suddenly understood why Ying Xize liked sticking to Lu Zhiwei so much.

Because she was warm, staying by her side was like suddenly approaching a fire in a bitter winter, and the whole body became warm all at once.

After getting out of the car, the driver master said to them in a mixed voice: "Happy New Year."

Luzhi smiled and replied: "Happy New Year, congratulations on getting rich."

She likes this world.

Even a stranger who meets by the water can bring this kind of plain warmth.

Even if it is a little transparent, you can come across it when you are lucky.

Lu Zhiwei lives far away from the block, and it is very quiet at night.

Sang Wanci followed Lu Zhiwei around the flowerbed into the corridor, and then began to climb the stairs.

"There is no elevator. It's on the third floor." Lu Zhiwei apologized to her.

Sang Wanci nodded and said nothing.

The corridor is not wide and it is cleaned very cleanly.

Lu Zhiwei opened the door, pulled out the cotton and dragged it under Sang Wanci's feet: "I don't have floor heating in my house. I'll get you a hot water bottle and put it in your arms later, so it can be warmer."

Sang Wanci stopped her: "It's okay, no trouble."

Lu Zhiwei was very persistent, holding a hot water bottle and boiling hot water, and was busy all the time.

This is the first time she has visited a guest in this small world, and this is also the first person who wants to spend the New Year with her.

She must treat others well.

"You sit down here, if you feel cold, sit on the bed, wrap it in a quilt, and it won't be cold soon."

She comes here every winter, goes home from get off work, shrinks into the quilt after eating and taking a shower, and is used to thick skin.

I just don’t know that Sangwan Cixi is not used to it...

Sang Wanci is not so hypocritical, knowing that there is no reason for being a guest at home.

Lu Zhiwei's house is indeed not big, but the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs.

On the door, there are the characters "Fu" and the firecracker lights that I bought, which looks both new and warm.

She sat down on the small sofa against the wall. From this angle, you could see Lu Zhiwei standing in front of the kitchen at the door boiling water from the back.

But she soon discovered that something was wrong.

"Lu Zhiwei, you don't wear shoes."

When Lu Zhiwei heard this, his toes suddenly curled up.

The black socks are particularly weak on the floor in winter and are not cold resistant at all.

After Sang Wanci finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong: "You only have a pair of slippers in your house?"

Lu Zhiwei didn't look back at her: "Yeah."

Sang Wan was stunned for a moment: "You haven't—has no one been to your house?"

Lu Zhiwei's voice suddenly lightened: "Hmm..."

Only then did Sang Wanci discover that all the things in her house were single-person, and nothing was superfluous.

There is not even a cup to entertain guests.

This means that she has not had a friend from before to now, living alone.

Sang Wanci never thought that things would be like this.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to cause Lu Zhiwei a problem.

"Lu Zhiwei."

When Lu Zhiwei heard her calling herself that again, he was willing to look back at her this time.

As a result, she was seen sitting on the sofa, took off the only pair of cotton mops in the house, and then hugged her with her legs bent, staring at her intently.

"Put on shoes."

It is a tone that cannot be denied.

It's not like a high-ranking person giving orders, it's like a child making a temper.

—She doesn’t wear good shoes, and child Sang is going to get angry.

God, she is so cute.

Lu Zhiwei exclaimed a little in his heart.

He smiled calmly on the face and said: "It doesn't matter if I don't wear it, my skin is rough and fleshy—"

"Wear." Sang Wanci interrupted her without giving in.

Lu Zhiwei had nothing to do with her, so he had to go over and hook the shoes to her feet. After putting them on, she heard her ask: "Lu Zhiwei, am I giving you trouble?"

Lu Zhiwei and her family were obviously not ready to welcome the second person's arrival.

But she didn't even think about it, she made a sudden request to come to the door, and followed brazenly.

As a result, Lu Zhiwei added trouble...

"Don't think so."

Lu Zhiwei put on her shoes and turned back to hot and hot the cup. Then he poured her a cup of hot water and prepared a hot water bottle.

The hot water was placed on the small table, and the hot water bottle was placed beside her, Lu Zhiwei gave her a bright and sincere smile.

"I'm really happy that you can come to my house as a guest.

"If it's troublesome, it's better to say that I'm causing you trouble, and it's clear that the family is not prepared for anything, so I'm still pulling you over as a guest."

Sang Wanci was about to say no, Lu Zhiwei returned her shoes again.

Sang Wanci: "?"

Lu Zhiwei's expression is bright: "I'm going to the supermarket. It's nearby. I'll be back soon. Teacher Sang will stay alone for a while, and I will cook for you when I come back."

Sang Wan kindly heard the words and prepared to get up: "I will accompany you."

Lu Zhiwei pushed her back: "It's cold outside, so I can go."

Finally, he patted her on the shoulder gently: "Observe."

How can there be any reason for guests to follow errands in this world?

Besides, didn't Sang Wanci just yelled her elder sister...it is only natural for her to take care of her younger sister.

For the first time, Sang Wanci felt the maturity of age and years in Lu Zhiwei.

This allows her to make her younger generation obediently obedient with just a few words.

It's like magic.

"Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety." Sang Wanci didn't insist anymore.

"Ok."

Luzhi smiled and nodded, and went out with the key.

The moment the door was closed, the beating under his chest speeded up inexplicably.

For the first time...someone was waiting for her to go home.

After Lu Zhiwei left, Sang Wanci sat motionless on the sofa.

His eyes swept across the furnishings in the house inch by inch.

The house is not big, with one living room and one bathroom.

The house is well-furnished and decorated with many cute little objects, which makes the whole room warm.

Sang Wanci didn't know why, but the first time he saw those things, he knew that Lu Zhiwei did it.

Very good, at least Lu Zhiwei has something to do when he is alone.

Next to the small sofa is the bed, and the mattress is quite soft.

Then there is the small white bedside table.

Between the bedside table and the corner is a small rug, on which lies a huge white plush bear and two pillows.

"..."

Sang Wanci recognized this bear as a birthday present from Ying Xize.

Big is big, expensive is expensive, but I feel that this bear makes the already insufficient practical area worse.

—Ying Xize really doesn't pick a gift. Lu Zhiwei has racked his brains to install it.

Sang Wanci thought of Zhang Xianrui and called her to report safety: "I'm at Lu Zhiwei's house."

Zhang Xianrui: "?

"Why are you going to her house?"

Sang Wanci's tone was calm: "New Year."

Zhang Xianrui: "Huh???"

Are you familiar with each other? ? ?

…

Sang Wanci said that he wanted to interrupt for a few days, not just for a New Year's Eve.

At least he left after the second grade.

That towel, toothbrush, and anything can't be less.

But Lu Zhiwei doesn't know which style she likes.

So every time she buys something, she sends a photo to Sang Wanci so that she can buy it online.

However, Sang Wanci was much easier to serve than she thought.

[Whatever, don’t pick, it’s okay, you just have to call the shots. ]

This is Sang Wanci's answer.

Lu Zhiwei didn't know how to be casual, so he had to buy the best and the most expensive, which looked aesthetically online.

It's really not easy to visit a guest in her house once, and it will be fine next time.

Lu Zhiwei carried a bunch of things to check out, and when he arrived at the counter, he was suddenly attracted by a bunch of red things.

Before going home, she made a special detour to withdraw some money.

Then he hurried to home, fearing that Sang Wanci would have been waiting for a long time.

When she opened the door, she saw Sang Wanci standing in front of the bed, seeming to be talking.

But when I heard her movement, I suddenly stopped talking, but turned to look at her: "You are back."

"Yeah." Lu Zhiwei asked, "Are you calling?"

Sang Wanci blinked, then nodded, and put the phone in his pocket.

Lu Zhiwei apologized: "I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Sang Wanci shook his head: "No."

Then stepped forward and took what was in her hand: "Thank you."

It's pretty heavy.

Sure enough, she should have just followed out, anyhow she could help carry things.

Lu Zhiwei said "No hard work", stepped on the new cotton mop, took off his coat and put on an apron.

She rolled up the sleeves of her sweater and asked, "Are you hungry? Let's sit and watch TV first. I will cook now."

Speaking, she started looking for the remote control, chanting words in her mouth, as if she was looking forward to it: "I remember that the Spring Festival Gala is about to begin at this point..."

Sang Wanci looked at her side face: "Do you like to watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

As far as she knows, young people nowadays don't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala because it is not beautiful.

Even if I look at it, I'm rushing to complain.

Why does Lu Zhiwei seem to be sincere and love watching the Spring Festival Gala?

Lu Zhiwei squatted beside the TV and pressed the remote control.

The aisle was just a little bit, she squatted and directly occupied most of it.

"It's not like watching the Spring Festival Gala, it's for the atmosphere, you know?"

"Ok?"

Miss Sang, who barely watched TV during the New Year, was puzzled.

"When the host is dressed beamingly and says'Happy New Year' with smiles on their faces, I feel that there are real people coming to pay a New Year's greetings, and there will be a lot of excitement around them. This is the atmosphere."

Lu Zhi fine-tuned the channel, got up and put the remote control beside Sang Wanci while talking.

"Here, you can adjust what you want to see, I'll cook."

She tied her hair and began to prepare dinner.

The sound on the TV has not changed, it is still lively party music.

She knew that she was different from others.

Many people of the same age watch the Spring Festival Gala.

And she is drawing the scream of "Happy New Year", drawing an atmosphere.

She also wanted to have someone to accompany her during the New Year. If not, then someone could say a happy new year to her, and it would be nice to say a happy new year.

Anyway, Xiao transparent also has the right to celebrate the New Year...

"Lu Zhiwei."

Sang Wanci's voice floated to her ears.

"Happy New Year."

The hand movement couldn't help but stop.

Two seconds later, he was busy again.

But this time there was a smile on her face.

"Thank you, and wish our teacher Sang a happy new year."

This is a New Year that she is looking forward to.

"I'll help you."

Sang Wanci took the initiative to speak.

She can't wait for food and not work.

…

The food on New Year’s Eve is more plentiful than ever.

Fish, noodles and dumplings are all available.

In previous New Years, Lu Zhiwei mostly passed by eating dumplings because he was alone.

I made money from filming this year, and Sang Wanci came to be a guest. Lu Zhiwei simply opened up to do it, and went for a chic time.

Happy New Year is the most important thing.

"Ms. Sang eat whatever you want, don't be polite to me, my cooking skills are relatively ordinary, I hope you don't dislike it."

Knowing that Sang Wanci likes broccoli, Lu Zhiwei also fried an extra plate for her.

Sang Wanci took a sip: "You are humble, you made it delicious.

"Have you studied?"

This is undoubtedly the highest appreciation for a person's cooking skills.

Lu Zhi smiled and said, "I watched the video and taught myself. Teacher Sang gave me too much face."

The two had an exceptionally harmonious meal of friendship and reunion dinner on New Year's Eve.

After eating, Lu Zhiwei got up to clean up the dishes, but accidentally kicked it to the corner of the table.

There was a muffled sound.

The fatal pain immediately came up from the toe, magnified hundreds of times in her body, ruthlessly ravaged her nerve endings, making her hurt as if she was about to die.

Sang Wanci saw her suddenly holding her foot, screaming with pain, and said concerned: "Are you okay?"

Lu Zhi was so painful that he couldn't take care of her, and he curled up on the sofa sadly, tears in his heart shed.

why why why!

Why do humans feel this kind of pain!

"Do you want to apply medicine?" Sang Wanci asked worriedly, "Where is your medicine cabinet?"

Lu Zhiwei raised a hand and swayed it reluctantly, indicating not to use it.

Sang Wanci frowned as she saw her entire face, and she couldn't help frowning. He leaned forward and held her slender ankle: "Let me see if it is serious."

Lu Zhiwei was embarrassed, and immediately grabbed her wrist and slowly, before squeezing a smile at her: "It's okay, don't worry..."

Sang Wanci looked into her eyes: "The tears are coming out, all right?"

Lu Zhiwei hurriedly wiped away his tears: "It's really okay, it's me who is more afraid of pain. The one who is scared to death even a little bit of pain..."

Sang Wanci suddenly realized.

Because she was afraid of pain, she was motionless for a long time when she hit a street lamp and a tree before. The pain buffer time was longer than anyone else.

I see.

She did not expect this to be the case, at the time she thought it was she who was stunned and did not react.

Seeing that she didn't ask any more, Lu Zhiwei took off his socks and looked at the ruined toes.

Fortunately, it was just a little red, and there was nothing but pain.

She slowly covered her toes with a sad look on her face.

-But pain is the top priority for her!

Upon seeing this, Sang Wanci asked tentatively: "Latinize?"

Lu Zhi shook his head slightly, and when the pain subsided seven or eight minutes, he turned his head and said to her: "You go take a bath, and put on my pajamas first."

The two of them seem to be about the same height and body shape, and Sang Wanci should be a good fit in her pajamas.

She stood up, raised her feet, jumped over to the closet, took out her pajamas and handed them to Sang Wanci.

Sang Wanci looked at her feet.

Lu Zhiwei waved his hand: "This is a small matter for me, it's okay. Go take a bath and warm yourself up."

Sang Wanci said: "You take a break first, and the bowl waits for me to take a shower before washing it."

As soon as Lu Zhiwei waited for her to enter, he sat on the bed, looked at his toes, and took a few breaths.

Then limped to clean up the dishes.

She won't really let the guests take care of things.

When Sang Wanci came out of the shower, Lu Zhiwei had already cleaned up the dishes and the table.

Sang Wanci looked left and right, but he didn't find what he could do, and suddenly he was at a loss for what to do.

It feels like I'm coming over to eat and drink.

Lu Zhiwei didn't realize the loss, and pulled her to sit on the bed, and wrapped her in a quilt: "The quilt is already warmed up, cover it up properly, don't catch the cold.

"I'm going to take a shower, you stay for a while."

Sang Wanci looked up at her, and lightly nodded his head.

Inexplicably, Lu Zhiwei thinks she is a little cute like this.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Sang Wanci leaning on the bedside covered with a quilt, watching TV quietly by herself.

The action was slightly cramped, and he couldn't let go.

Seeing her coming out, she suddenly lifted the quilt, as if she was inviting her in: "Warm."

Lu Zhiwei just got in there, sitting next to her.

The two sat quietly.

There is only the sound from the TV set around, and the world is as quiet as a needle can be heard.

After a while, Lu Zhiwei heard Sang Wanci asking: "You always came here before?"

Eat alone, watch the show alone, and go to bed when it's time.

There are no activities related to the outside world.

It's like...forgotten by the world.

Lu Zhiwei did not deny it.

This is her life, nothing shameful.

She could feel Sang Wanci's eyes falling on her.

The heat was short-lived, and it moved away quickly.

The atmosphere became quiet again.

She began to feel too embarrassed to end with this topic.

It was as embarrassing as to feel sorry for her past every minute and every second of the silence now.

She didn't want this.

So while changing the channel casually, I asked casually: "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? There are dumplings and noodles, and they are available in the refrigerator. Just cook them directly in the pot. If you don’t want to eat them, I can make them for you. Anything else."

After thinking about it, he said, "If you want to eat takeaway, it's okay, but there are not many businesses that open on the first day of the new year."

Sang Wanci pondered for a moment, and asked seriously, "Which can make you sleep longer?"

Lu Zhiwei couldn't help but smile: "We have to consider this issue when we eat breakfast?"

"Yes." Sang Wanci said very seriously, "I hope you can rest for a while."

"..."

Lu Zhiwei was suddenly speechless.

The hands of changing the TV channel all stopped, completely unexpected that Sang Wanci would think for himself like this.

"Then eat dumplings, I think you seem to like the dumplings I made."

Sang Wanci nodded.

Lu Zhiwei is very talented in doing hands-on.

Not only is the handwork well done, the dishes are also well done, the salty and delicious taste is impeccable.

Especially the dumplings she made by herself, with thin skins and lots of fillings, and the fillings were fresh and tender. They were dipped in sauce and vinegar and served in the mouth. They were unreasonably delicious.

Sang Wanci liked it, his cooking skills were affirmed, and Lu Zhiwei was also happy.

"Then dumplings, let's watch TV."

As soon as the voice fell, she switched to local TV.

The host made a full-hearted report: "Next, let us invite Meng Lianyu and Monsoon—"

The familiar figure appeared on the TV screen.

The "i Meng" DNA in Lu Zhiwei's body moved fiercely.

She hugged the pillow and exclaimed unconsciously, her voice excited: "Oh, Teacher Meng—!"

The voice of surprise fell to the ground.

Sang Wanci turned his head to look at her slowly.

The air was suddenly quiet.

At this moment, Lu Zhiwei finally remembered an important event.

—I’m now... I seem to be her fan?