Don’t Cry

Chapter 14

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——Young Master Luo Xiao grew up being held in the hands of others, and his son is rebellious. How can anyone dare to take care of him? He naturally does not understand these trivial matters.

Tang Ran knew but didn't say, she lay on the plain (colored) solid wood table, tasted two mouthfuls of mousse before slowly putting down the dessert spoon.

The room in the main building of the Luo family has excellent soundproofing. Sitting on the wooden stool in the ear room, she could only vaguely hear the occasional voice on the promenade.

After waiting for a while without seeing anyone coming back, Tang Ran took out his mobile phone (touching Mo) from the pocket of his coat.

Putting it on the table, Tang Ran tapped on the phone.

"Luo Luo."

"...Here."

After being quiet for a second or two, it was still the cold, lazy and uncle's voice.

Tang Ran curled up her mouth, "I think Luo Xiu was a bit fierce at first contact, but he was actually very gentle and very nice. What do you think?"

"Don't send good people cards randomly," Luo Luo said lazily, "Be careful of being cheated."

Tang Ran was slightly startled.

This is a new language module, she has not discussed with Luo Luo before. I don’t know which keyword triggered it...

She chatted curiously: "Why is he lying to me?"

The phone’s ai assistant laughed, cold and indifferent, with a bit of disdain: "Cheating money and cheating (color), cheating the body and the heart."

The little girl was lost in thought.

After a while, Tang Ran got up, shook his head, and said seriously, "Luo Xiu can't."

Luo Luo did not respond to her-after the response time, the voice assistant has automatically entered the dormant state, and she can only wake up again if she wants to talk.

Tang Ran thought for a while and didn't call Luo Luo out again. She (touching Mo) leaned against the edge of the table and carefully stepped down from the wooden bench.

The blind stick was placed at the corner of the table. Tang Ran picked it up and held it up slightly, tentatively walking towards the door of the ear chamber.

After bypassing the stacks of bookshelves, Tang Ran found the door based on memory. She held the cold metal doorknob and gently pressed it down.

"　 Da." The door was opened.

Outside.

Accompanied by a sneer, the half-tone voice that was as cold as immersed in ice water was sounding: "Before I go back, let them think about what their last wish is—"

"Luo Xiu?"

"..."

Luo Zhan's figure froze.

He put down the phone and turned to look at the door of the ear chamber.

The girl with her eyes closed, propped on her blind cane, was blankly raising her head towards his direction. I don't know if he was frightened by his undisguised irritable tone. The fingers holding the door were pressed tightly, and the small nails were all bright (color).

Luo Zhan put the phone back in his trouser pocket, hiding the restless mood between his brows and eyes, he suppressed his voice, "How come out?"

"I've been staying for a long time, it's time to go home." Tang Ran hesitated and asked softly, "Can you let someone take me back to the annex? My driver should wait for me there."

"..."

Luo Zhan looked back and saw the thick night (color) outside the window of the promenade. He turned around, "Do you have a driver's phone number? After asking him to walk around the main building, I will send you down."

Tang Ran was startled, "But the main building does not allow guests' cars to come..."

"No (guanguan) department, for me."

Tang Ran (Lu) hesitated, "If you let Luo Zhan know, will it be bad for you?"

Luo Zhan fluttered his eyes, "My surname is Luo, so this little thing can still be the master."

"……it is good."

Tang Ran went to the side and called the driver.

Luo Zhan took out his mobile phone and looked down. The call hasn't been hung up yet, and the other side has been waiting quietly.

Luo Zhan frowned slightly, put the phone to his ear, and his voice returned to cold and tired, "I have something tonight, and I will be able to go back later. Before I get to the laboratory, no one should move the robot's finger again."

"Good, good Brother Zhan." The other side responded cautiously.

The phone was hung up with a beep in the handsfree.

In the laboratory of the K Junior Class, after a strange silence, several boys looked up and looked at each other.

After a long while, someone cautiously said: "You just, did you hear, who is Brother Zhan talking to?"

"Is that really Luo Zhan's voice? Although I didn't hear it realistically, but that tone-I can't imagine him."

"I can still hear Brother Zhan talking to people like this in the rest of my life, and I will die without regret."

"Hehe, when Brother Zhan comes back tonight and sees this robot, we will all be able to ‘dead without regret’ neatly."

"But who the **** was talking to him just now? It can make him change his mind and not rush back to clean up us first-well, clean up the robot?"

"..."

When several boys were in deep thought, the one who was in charge of talking on the phone closest to the cell phone cautiously said: "It sounds like a little girl."

The laboratory was dead for a few seconds.

"Hahahaha—"

"You think the little girl has an illusion, but Brother Zhan, how can you talk to the little girl like this?"

"That's right, it's rare for Brother Zhan to look at any girl more than once. With his damaging face, if not for an uncle temper who loves to ignore all girls, can he be single until now hahahaha ..."

The ridiculed boy pulled his hair in distress and muttered, "But I listened, it was like a little girl's voice."

"..."

.

The main building of the Luo family was dimly lit.

On the marble road where there are few motor vehicles, a black (color) convertible car suddenly stopped.

The Tang family's driver who was in charge of picking up Tang Ran stood nervously by the car door, looking up at the porch of the duplex back door of the main building.

The faint sound of music swayed into the air from the front (exposure) platform on the second floor, riding the night (color) melodiously, floating around the street lamps with primitive patterns.

As the driver waited and became more anxious, the back door under the porch was finally pushed open.

The driver quickly raised his head and saw the familiar petite figure walking out with a blind stick. Next to her was a slender young man, who was a few steps behind and raised his hand to avoid her accidentally falling.

The man was wearing a black (colored) baseball cap, his face was hidden in the shadows, only half of his chin was white and sharp. (Thin bao) The lines of the lips are slightly thin and cold, and the rest are indistinct.

The two lined them up and down, stepping down the steps. The lights behind them made the shadow of the building look old, like a dusty scroll opened before people's eyes.

The driver was stunned for two seconds before he recovered and hurriedly pulled the door behind him.

The two stopped in front of the car.

The driver held the car door, remembering what Tang Ran had said on the phone, and hesitatingly looked at the person next to the girl, "Master Luo Xiu?"

"Yeah." Luo Zhan replied vaguely in a low voice, his eyes pressed under the brim of his hat caught a glimpse of the open car, and he frowned. "It's cold at night, don't you drop the hood?"

The driver looked at Tang Ran.

The little girl who was holding the door ready to get in the car stopped for a while, "I...because of some things before, I am not used to small cars in closed spaces."

Luo Zhan's eyes stopped slightly.

In his memory, the girl's pale face appeared in the rain for the first time.

[Can't you take a taxi? 】

[No, no way. 】

【? 】

[Then I will go back by myself. thank you. 】

[Afraid of me abducting you? 】

【……】

She didn't explain at that time, and she had an answer at this moment.

Luo Zhan frowned, wanted to ask something, and finally resisted it.

"Well," the boy held onto the car door, "get in the car."

Tang Ran: "This coat..."

Luo Zhan did not interrupt her, listening to the girl finish.

The little girl was a little embarrassed, but she was extremely honest: "It's a bit cold at night, can I give it to you when I see you next time?"

Luo Zhan endured it, but still did not hold it back. He suppressed his voice and smiled lazily and charmingly: "Next time? How many times do you want to see me?"

Tang Ran got in the car and raised her face in a daze, "Grandpa Luo hasn't told you about going to the laboratory?"

Luo Zhan froze.

Two or three seconds later, he sighed silently, straightened up with a headache, "I said that. I am teasing you."

The little girl was silent for two seconds, then nodded quietly: "Okay."

Luo Zhan helped the girl to put the skirt into the car, and then closed the door, "It's convenient to contact. Let's change the phone number?"

"Yeah." Tang Ran agreed without thinking, she took out her mobile phone, "Luo Luo."

"...Here."

The lazy and pleasant voice is especially clear in the quiet night (color).

The driver who had been installing wooden stakes next to him finally broke his merits. He looked up in surprise at the phone in Tang Ran's hand, then turned to the teenager who was wearing a black (color) baseball cap hiding most of his face and only (showing) half of his nice chin——

Regardless of the tone (color) texture or the unique indifferent tone, the overlap of these two sounds is obviously bizarre.

Luo Zhan coughed lightly. He leaned over to the door of the car and took the phone from the girl. Tang Ran closed his eyes and raised his head in a daze. He only heard the sound of not knowing when he was very close, ringing in his ears in a low voice:

"Don't bother it, let me do it."

"……Oh."

Tang Ran felt that the ear on the side that was approached was a bit numb and a little hot; the sound that was already very familiar burrowed into her ear so real and close, as if with many small hooks, scratching her. Half of the body (body shen) has a fine, crisp itching.

This feeling was very strange, making Tang Ran a little at a loss and at a loss.

"All right."

I don't know how long it has been before the phone returned to Tang Ran's hands. There is still a strange temperature on the shell.

Tang Ran regained consciousness. The girl raised her head into the darkness and asked softly, "Is the remarks Luo Xiu?"

Luo Zhan: "One word, Luo."

Tang Ran asked inexplicably, "Why not Luo Xiu?"

Luo Zhanqing narrowed his eyes, "Are you still going to save the phone numbers of Luo family members other than me?"

"..."

Not knowing where a little coolness came out, Bing De Tang Ran fell silent.

A few seconds later, she seemed to realize something, and shook her head, with a serious tone: "Don't be afraid, I will not be friends with Luo Zhan, I will only be friends with you."

Luo Zhan: "…………"

Helpless, Luo Zhan straightened up from the car door while (touching Mo) (touching Mo) the top of the little girl's head, "Okay. Wait for me to pick you up."

"Yeah. Goodbye, Luo Xiu."

After hearing the displeasure at that address, Luo Zhan sighed: "Goodbye."

"..."

The car started and drove out.

With Luo Zhan’s advance notice, the journey left unimpeded.

When he arrived outside the courtyard of the Luo family, the driver couldn't help but glanced at the little girl who was quietly holding the blind cane from the rearview mirror.

"Xiao Ran, that was Master Luo Xiu just now?"

Tang Ran turned his face, "Yeah."

The driver was silent.

Tang Ran heard something unusual and asked softly, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"It's okay." The driver frowned, "It just feels that the eldest master of the Luo family seems to be younger than his age."

……(Sexual xing) The style is far less approachable than the rumors.

The driver frowned and thought.

Although he didn't show it tonight, he still felt the cold alienation and rebelliousness of the boy wearing the baseball cap from his manners. It's not like deliberately targeting him, it's more like a habit cultivated since childhood.

But that young master is not favored in Luo's family, he really shouldn't have such a temperament habit...

"Uncle?" Tang Ran was puzzled by the silence.

The driver couldn't help asking: "Is this Young Master Luo Xiu making the release call?"

"Ok."

"That should be because I think too much." The driver smiled embarrassedly.

There are only two young masters who can release people from the Luo family to the main building, except for the parents of Luo and Luo Zhan, who live abroad.

If it's not Luo Xiu, it can't be that young master...

Thinking of Luo Zhan's spleen (sexual xing) in the family rumors, and thinking of the gentleman who was gentle in words and deeds when he sent the girl to the car tonight, the driver was a little bit ridiculous about his delusion.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Today I was fascinated by this Luojiazhuang courtyard, and my mind was a little unconscious. Okay, Xiaoran, be careful of catching cold, I will send you back."

"Ok."

The night (color) of the jungle on the roadside was torn apart by the taillights, and slowly healed.

At the end of the road, the lights are dappled, and the Luojiazhuang courtyard is adorned with a vast canvas-like night scene, far shining against the starry river above the sky like water.

In the night sky, the late bird fell into the branches of the clear moon, and looked at the street lamp under the tree.

A figure stood in the shadow of the lamp.

Luo Zhan slowly relaxed his body and leaned on the simple street lamp. He half-turned his head, looking lazily at the inexplicable bird among the branches above his head.

What escaped from (thin bao)'s lips was a lowly mocking laugh: "What did you say?"

In the night (color), the voice on the other side of the phone is also exceptionally clear, and the gentle slowness is exhaustive:

"I said, since your people broke the robot, then you can make Tang Ran a robot-I will only be responsible for handing over gifts and will not be responsible for your people."

Luo Zhan's eyes cooled down, "You didn't call you responsible. But let me be a robot...what do you think?"

Luo Xiu asked with a smile: "Do you have a better way?"

Luo Zhan's voice was cold: "It won't be worse than this method."

"Um, isn't it."

"You deliberately wanted to see me joke, right?"

"Yes. What could be more pleasant than watching the most rebellious young master of the Luo family hide his minions and pretend to be gentle and obedient to take care of a little girl?"

"..."

After a long while, Luo Zhan sneered.

"Dream it—I'm crazy to do that kind of thing."

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