Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

Tang Tuo couldn't say a word. He didn't want to lie to people that he was unwell, and he didn't want to expose his character defects in front of Katana.

He is so bad, but Kataba is so good.

Kataba is so good, but how could he be so bad.

There was silence in the room.

"It's okay, if you don't want to say it, then we won't say it." Lu Liguang calmly broke the silence, and reached out to take the gift bag that Tang Tu had placed next to the computer.

"Look, the bracelet I bought for you. I saw your hand in the photo that day, and I thought that such a beautiful wrist should be equipped with something."

He opened the box on the opponent's lap in this half-kneeling position. It is a very textured men's bracelet. It is made of metal and the wide edges are plated with silver.

"Come on, stretch out your hand." Lu Lianguang said, and he stretched out a hand to Tang Cu, and made an invitation with the palm of his hand up.

Tang Tuo obediently put his left hand up.

The cold and hard bracelet was put on his hand, and Lu's light and strong hand grasped his fingers, and slowly helped him push the bracelet in.

Tang Tuo stared blankly at the man in front of him, kneeling and bowing his head intently.

He remembered that this person was also focusing on the computer just now, facing the hundreds of thousands of people behind the screen, and protecting him behind him.

He has always been a person, and no one has ever treated him so well.

Tang Tuo felt that the fingertips he held firmly were getting hot.

"Okay." Lu Lianguang said softly. He did not let go, but took Tang Cu's hand and raised it to show the other party the effect of wearing it.

"Do you like it?" he asked, raising his head.

Under the warm light of the hotel, the wide angular edges reflected cold metal light, enclosing the thin wrists with distinct joints, revealing an unattainable dignity.

Lu Lianguang was fascinated by the sight at hand, and for a few seconds, he even didn't know where he was.

Tang Cuo couldn't pay attention to the bracelet. Through the metal halo, he looked straight into Jin Road's darkened eyes.

"I like it," he said.

Lu Lianguang was awakened from the brief dazzling fascination, and recovered.

"That's great. I knew you could control this calm style." He stood up as he knelt for a long time, the blood circulation caused numbness in his legs, and he staggered under his feet, and he subconsciously helped. A trolley box next to it.

The bag of the duty-free shop slipped from the box to the ground, and the small and slender box rolled out.

"I'm sorry." Lu Lianguang said, about to bend over to pick it up, Tang Cuo hurriedly picked up the small box before him and stuffed it back into the bag of the duty-free shop.

But those few seconds were enough for Lu to see clearly-it was a lipstick.

His mood was inflated like a balloon just now, as if he had been pricked by a small needle, and slowly began to leak.

"For girlfriend?" Lu Lianguang asked.

Tang Tuo held the bag in his arms for fear that he would want to open it and take a closer look, and replied nervously, "No."

Just stop here, and if you continue to ask, it would be distasteful to speak shallowly. Lu Lianguang thought this way, but it was very rare. He failed to control himself and continued to ask: "Well, you said you are single. Is that for the girl you like?"

The girl you like?

For seven years, he has always regarded Katahane as his most precious friend and reader, and he has absolutely no thoughts in that regard. When he bought it, he didn't "like" Pianyu, but he was indeed going to give it to a "girl", but now Pianyu is no longer a girl... Tang Tuo was a little dizzy by himself, and he stumbled and replied: "Also... …Not even…"

Although he said denial, his face was uncontrollably dizzy with suspicious red.

Bang—The balloon in Lu Lianguang’s heart blew up gently, and he slowly recovered his calmness.

Straight man. He thought, and there are girls chasing.

"Are you better now?"

Tang Cuo nodded, and whispered, "Thank you for buying me medicine... and a cup."

"You are fine."

Lu Lianguang said softly. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. Tang Tuo suddenly noticed that he was wearing a fashionable brand watch. It was not a high-end luxury item, but the price was in the five digits, which was not ordinary. Students of family background will wear it. The dial color of this watch is similar to the color of his upper body clothes today, which means that this is the result of a deliberate choice of matching, which means that he is more than just such a watch.

Tang Cuo was a little surprised. Lu Lianguang is so easy to get along with, and he feels like a gentle, enthusiastic and kind-hearted brother next door. He has been so approachable on the Internet these years, and he can get along with anyone. There has never been a "big" shelf. It seems to be an ordinary college student who reads novels on Weibo every day.

But looking at the leopard from that table, his economic conditions are actually quite superior, and he is not in the same class as most of his peers.

Tang Tuo doesn’t have the habit of wearing a watch, but in order to meet Katahane today, he specially bought this cheap dress one day in advance to prevent the other party from recognizing the price of those brand clothes and creating a sense of distance from him. It is too much to worry about. Kataba is either from a wealthy family, or... he can make a lot of money.

Lu Lianguang watched the time and said, "God of Bamboo, I have to go back to school. There will be classes tomorrow morning."

Tang Cu hurriedly stood up and said, "I will send you downstairs..."

"No." Lu Lianguang said firmly, "You must be very tired. You have not rested after getting off the plane, so go to bed early. Don't worry, I can't know the route from the airport to the school anymore. My home is far away. I always come to Dongling by plane."

Tang Cu can only send him out of the room door. Looking at Lu Lianguang's empty hands, he always felt that he was extremely rude. Lu Lianguang stood outside the door and said goodbye to him. Tang Cuo cautiously said, "Be careful on the road. Today, thank you. You, I'm sorry, it has caused you a lot of trouble..."

"No trouble, really." Lu Lianguang smiled, "but you really want to thank me...give me a chance to invite you to dinner. Are you still in China next weekend?"

Tang Cu said: "It is."

"Then can I make an appointment for your next weekend? If you want, we can also go to the bookstore. The bookstore in the city center has your physical books."

"I know, you have photographed it for me."

Lu Lianguang confirmed earnestly: "Then we are set? Next weekend?"

Tang cluster nodded.

"Great! Then we'll discuss the specifics later." Lu Lianguang said, and raised his cell phone towards Tang Tu, signalling them to chat online again, and then left contentedly.

Tang Cu returned to the room, he was really tired, but he didn't want to sleep yet. When Katha was leaving, she looked so happy, as if it was such a happy event that Tang Tuo could agree to go out with him, and even the frustrated mood of Tang Tuo became better.

He was in a daze holding the newly bought mug Katahane bought him. For a while, he thought about the sweaty bangs on his forehead just now when Katahane bought the medicine for him, and later he wondered if he would give it to others if he had so many unexpected situations today. Left a very bad impression.

Fortunately there is another time! Next weekend, there must be no more problems, you have to prepare well...

Tang Cuo's thoughts were interrupted by the knock on the door.

Could it be that Kataba forgot to take something and came back? He opened the door suspiciously, but this time it was not Kataba, but a hotel attendant pushing a luxury dining car.

Tang Tuo was indeed hungry and was about to go shopping for food. He thought the waiter had delivered the wrong room, and said to him, "I didn't order food."

"Hello, sir, this was just made by a gentleman, and the fee has already been settled." The waiter said, respectfully motioning him to look at the message card on the side of the plate, "He also left you a message."

Tang Cu picked it up, and saw that the handwriting on the message card was beautiful and fluent, and he wrote: "God of Bamboo: Eat something before going to bed. Your stomach is upset. I told them to change the freezing point to warm stomach soup. "

At the bottom of the signature, there is only one strong word: Lu.

It was strange. They only met once, but Tang Cuo understood for the first time what tacit understanding is. He saw the beginning of this label, and his first reaction was, what if the waiter happened to read a novel? Obviously, Katahane was also concerned about his low-key nature. He didn't leave behind the net name "Katayu" that could confirm that "Bamboo God" is the name "Katayu", but left another signature.

Male, very handsome, with good economic conditions, written in good characters, probably surnamed Lu.

Today I learned more about Kataba. Tang Cu silently remembered these new information, just as he silently remembered every word Katha said to him during the seven years.

He cherished the thoughtful message card and nodded to the waiter: "Go ahead."

Lu Lianguang wore a headset and sat in the last carriage of the subway. He quietly looked down at the phone, and a few strands of broken hair fell off his forehead, adding a bit of unruly to his handsome face in the deserted night of the subway.

Sitting across from him were two student-like girls, one of them surreptitiously biting his ear with the other, reminding his girlfriend to look at the handsome guy sitting opposite.

"Handsome guy wait a minute and watch." Another girl whispered, "You pay attention, my goddess is about to play! I knew she would be the last to play."

They got together intimately, they shared a pair of earphones, and on the screen of the mobile phone, it was the live broadcast of the 10th anniversary of the pen point literature network.

"...I am very sorry to inform you that due to some emergencies, our Great God Heguang Tongchen has no way to start the wheat, and can only participate in the interaction in text. Then it is the old rule. We will adjust the public screen speaking limit..."

"Ah, I still want to hear the voice of the goddess." The girl said regretfully to her companion.

They didn't know that the young man who was sitting across from them was typing a line on the hand of the young man whom they secretly discussed a few minutes ago.

"Hello everyone, I am with the light."