After dinner, Luo Nanchu was leaving.

Luo Juntian came to see her off.

The wind was a little cool at night, and Luo Nanchu stood in front of the sofa in the living room and wore a windbreaker.

A long black trench coat draped over her thin shoulders, making her look a little distant and cold. Luo Nanchu took the rubber band and tied his hair up, and under the fine bangs, there was a snow-white and calm face.

She has had a different personality from the Luo family since she was a child, and he has loved her since she was a child and raised her as her own daughter. But people's hearts are biased, and at some times, he can't help but be biased towards Luo Zhiying.

He didn't know how Luo Nanchu knew, the question of her background, except for him and his deceased wife, it stands to reason that no one can know anymore.

He was a little afraid that Luo Nanchu would be a little angry with him because of this incident.

Luo Nanchu fastened the belt of his windbreaker, then turned his head to Luo Juntian and said, "Dad, I'll go back first." I'll come back to see you again sometime. ”

Luo Juntian pondered for a moment before asking, "Nan Chu, will you blame your father for not telling you about your life experience?" ”

Luo Nanchu was slightly stunned for a moment, then smiled, "How come." You will always be my father. - This doesn't change because of the bloodline. She walked over and hugged Luo Juntian, "Don't think too much, I'm just asking." Something happened...... I'll tell you later. I was shocked when I learned the news, but now it's fine. ”

She loves Fu Tingyuan, so whether it is a cousin or a blood relationship, she accepts it.

Her tone was very gentle, Luo Juntian moved her lips, and still didn't ask how she knew.

"I'm going back."

Luo Nanchu said softly.

"Drive slowly."

"Got it." Luo Nan replied at the beginning.

After the greetings, Luo Nanchu turned around and left.

Luo Nanchu returned home, and lay on the bed with some tired clothes.

She curled up and closed her eyes to sleep.

She lay down for a while and found that her mind was full of her daily life with Fu Tingyuan in Mexico.

The unbridled happiness, the sweetness of skin to skin, the pleasure he brought to her, and the happiness of being loved by him.

Luo Nanchu lay on the bed for a while, and finally lifted the quilt and got out of bed a little unbearable.

She fumbled around the dresser, and finally found a pack of cigarettes that had not been opened, and searched for a long time before she found the lighter.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa in her bedroom and quietly lit a cigarette by herself.

There were no lights on in the room, only the moonlight outside the window flowed down, casting a faint halo on the floor.

Luo Nanchu leaned back on the sofa, looking up at the void, his expression a little empty and dazed.

The night was already deep.

Fu Tingyuan, I don't think you can sleep.

*

Luo Nanchu came back from Mexico and was completely at home.

Yu Xiaoyu didn't know that she was back, and Hua Rong asked her that she wouldn't go out.

Fortunately, there is still takeout in this world, otherwise she would have eaten noodles to death by herself.

While shopping alone, passing by the window of a doll shop, she saw a small shark. The little shark wears a small bow tie and a handmade suit, looking like a sanctimonious scum.

Luo Nanchu didn't buy anything that day, and came back with this little shark called sam.

She felt that if Fu Tingyuan had the chance to see this little shark, he would definitely think that it was very similar to him.