The rainstorm gradually turned into light rain. When you look down from the bridge corridor, you can see the umbrellas in twos and threes of different colors downstairs, like the dyed lotus leaves on the surface of the lake.

Song Fengya didn't understand what she was going to do. She frowned and looked at her puzzledly: "what's the matter?"

Lu Xiao came to Zhang Dong to have a look. He was sure that there was no one. He stood closer and asked in a low voice, "brother Fengya, can I ask you some questions?"

"Well, you ask."

"You..." Lu Xiaolai's eyes flashed cunning light, and the small abacus in his heart was ringing, "is he single?"

Song Fengya was obviously stunned and frowned deeper: "why do you suddenly ask..."

"Because you are good-looking, good-natured and very popular in school, many girls will like you, such as the girl who said she would make friends with you in the last physical education class."

"Xiaolai, I'm not as good as you said. Sister Wanliang often says I'm boring."

"I think you are very good, you have a gentle temperament, everyone has everyone's personality, radish and vegetables have their own love."

So, it's just that he didn't look like she liked. What about the remnant photo?

But shouldn't feelings be based on feelings?

Song Fengya's look darkened a little bit.

He shook his head, lips smile some dry: "night cool elder sister actually said very right."

"No one can destroy his prestige like this. Song Fengya, you are excellent. You have to believe in yourself."

"Thank you, little one."

Lu Xiaolai squinted: "so, are you single?"

Song Fengya looked at her for a long time in silence and replied, "my parents don't allow me to fall in love before college."

"Are you single now?"

He nodded, "well."

"What kind of girl do you like?"

"This..." facing her, song Fengya didn't know how to answer.

"Cute? Domineering Yujie type? Next door? Neutral? Or a literary girl? "

"I don't know..."

Lu Xiao came to see his face a little strange, close to the past, staring at him: "then I ask another way, do you have a girl you like?"

Song Fengya retreated in a panic: "I..."

Lu Xiaolai scratched his head in chagrin: "I'm sorry, the question I asked is too strange, if you don't want to answer it."

"No, come to me..."

"Don't care. I'm too messy. I'm hungry. Please go to dinner and talk next time."

Seeing that she was going to leave, song Fengya's actions were faster than the instructions in his head, and he quickly grasped her wrist.

Lu Xiao looked at the hand on his wrist and tilted his head doubtfully: "hmm? Do you have anything else to do? "

Song Fengya pursed her lips. He should have listened to the brain's judgment and let go of her hand, but this time he didn't let go of her wrist.

The questions she asked made him feel hopeful for a moment.

If not intentionally, why did she ask him if he was single and what kind of girl she liked?

How he hoped that God could care for him and let the girl in front of him know even a little of his heart.

However, all this seems to be wishful thinking.

Remembering his cousin, who is connected with him by blood, and the great harm he once caused to Gu Wanliang and Gu canzhao by his escape, song Fengya feels that she doesn't deserve love at all, let alone the girl who Gu canzhao cares about.

Song Fengya pale smile, raised his head: "Xiao Lai, can I hold you?"