Chapter 283 Lu Mingfei: My stomach is not feeling well

November 2006, 11, is the 20th day of the ninth lunar month. Half a month ago, this old coastal city in the south had already entered winter, and in two days, it would snow lightly.

On the way home from school, the chilly and cold evening breeze blowing through the bluestone alleys made Lu Mingfei truly feel that this city had really entered winter.

It was autumn when we left, and winter when we returned.

"Ah!"

Liu Miaomiao, who was still wearing a skirt with only two white silk stockings on her slender legs to keep warm, sneezed when the cold wind blew. Then, as if wanting to keep warm, she took Lu Mingfei's hand and leaned closer to him.

Although she looks very powerful when you look at her normally, you can only feel the pressure of your girlfriend when you get close to her.

Lu Mingfei felt the touch coming from the other side, and his heart was filled with joy: "So I told you to just call a driver to pick you up and take you home."

“No~” Liu Miaomiao hugged Lu Mingfei’s arm, raised her face and acted coquettishly: “You said you would take me to pick out gifts this afternoon, don’t even think about running away! Besides, it’s not like I have to take the bus home every day just because my family has a car. Wenwen’s family also has a car, but she usually walks home.”

That’s because Chen Wenwen’s home is not far from the school... Lu Mingfei added quietly in his heart.

He didn't say this out loud, because Lu Mingfei was afraid of revealing to Liu Miaomiao that he knew where Chen Wenwen lived. Sometimes trouble often comes from the mouth.

But in fact, Chen Wenwen's home is not very close to Shilan Middle School, and it would take about an hour to walk back slowly.

He used to go home with Chen Wenwen after school every day. They would walk a long way together and then part at a fork in the road, just like their lives that eventually went their separate ways.

"Come to think of it, I wanted to ask Wenwen to go with me after school this afternoon, but Wenwen refused. She said she had other things to do in the club."

Liu Miaomiao looked at the three-color tiles on the sidewalk. This road led to the shopping street next to the school. "Is the literature club so busy? The school anniversary is over, and we still have to go to club activities every afternoon."

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, but he knew in his heart that the Literature Club was not busy at all, and the Shilan Middle School Student Union did not manage the club strictly. The daily activities of the Literature Club were a group of young boys with ulterior motives surrounding Chen Wenwen in the name of a reading club.

That was why Chen Wenwen didn't often show up at the literature club alone. When she went to the literature club, she would always ask Lu Mingfei to accompany her.

And the reason why Chen Wenwen would rather use the literature club as an excuse than go with them...

Of course, it was because of that incident when Lu Mingfei accidentally touched Chen Wenwen’s thigh at noon at school.

In fact, it can’t be said to be touching, because Lu Mingfei only felt the warmth and softness of Chen Wenwen’s thigh skin with the back of his hand, and it was through her skirt.

However, he was still very grateful to Chen Wenwen for not screaming out loud on the spot, and even pretending nothing had happened to help her hide it from Liu Miaomiao who asked "what happened".

From Liu Miaomiao's angle, she couldn't see what was happening under the table between Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen.

Although, when Chen Wenwen said "it's nothing" with a red face, it didn't seem very convincing.

The little angel said very directly, "I don't want to be a third wheel between you two, so just focus on your date," and then she walked away with her schoolbag in her hands.

Lu Mingfei remembered what the little angel said, she said she would return him to her in half a month.

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From Shilan Middle School, turn left and walk straight for more than ten minutes, then you will reach the shopping street across the street. Because Shilan Middle School and No. 1 Middle School were both out of school, many students with schoolbags were wandering and chatting on this street.

From the way they dress, it is easy to distinguish the students from the two schools. The ones wearing school uniforms are from No. 1 Middle School, while the ones wearing casual clothes and carrying school bags are from Shilan Middle School.

When Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao, the handsome and beautiful couple, walked hand in hand through the busy shopping street, behind their tightly leaning shoulders, there were pairs of astonished eyes that secretly turned back.

Although the story of Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao has become a legend in Shilan Middle School, students outside the school don't know about it. In particular, most people don't know Lu Mingfei, and have only heard of the name of Liu Miaomiao, the piano school beauty of Shilan Middle School.

For the students of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, which has a strong learning atmosphere, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women is undoubtedly quite eye-catching.

Love is always the freshest and most vibrant sweet and sour embellishment in the silent and cramped high school life.

"What gift do you want?"

Lu Mingfei turned his head and asked his girlfriend.

Liu Miaomiao didn't say anything, but lowered her head, and then shook it cutely like a little otter shaking off water. The pair of hairpins squeezed side by side on the ends of her hair also swayed quite conspicuously.

One is red and the other is blue. The red one is Hello Kitty’s; and the blue one, according to the little angel, is Hello Kitty’s boyfriend Daniel Star, also a white cat with small eyes.

This hairpin was a gift that Lu Mingfei gave to Liu Miaomiao before he went abroad. She clipped both hairpins on her head.

Originally, Liu Miaomiao was quite pretty, and when she shook her head so cutely, the boys around her who were pretending to be reserved finally couldn't hold back and turned their eyes to the side, secretly glancing at the profile of Liu Miaomiao who was pursing her lips, while at the same time glancing at Lu Mingfei out of the corner of their eyes.

It seems like I want to see what kind of boy can chase such a beautiful girl.

But after taking one look at Lu Mingfei, most of these people became as wilted as eggplants hit by frost.

"The hair accessory is cute," Lu Mingfei commented, "but not as cute as you."

Although they have been together for more than a month, Liu Miaomiao still can't resist compliments as always. When Lu Mingfei teases her, her pretty little face will turn red like a ripe apple, and she will wrinkle her nose and snort.

"You're so smooth-talking... I'm not talking about that. I mean, the gift you gave me last time was bought at the Sanrio store on the shopping street, right? I want to go there and take a look."

Liu Miaomiao is not greedy. Most importantly, she doesn't lack expensive gifts, and she is not the kind of girl who likes to show off. Moreover, she knows the complicated situation of Lu Mingfei's family.

Although she said she wanted to drain Lu Mingfei's wallet, she was actually reluctant to give him anything. She just wanted some simple but meaningful gifts. So when Lu Mingfei asked her if she wanted to go to the CBD center, she said no and wanted to go to the shopping street. "Is this gift enough?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It may seem cheap now, but don't be too nervous when you pay the bill later," said Liu Miaomiao.

There are about fifty or sixty genuine Sanrio card holders on the market. They are more expensive in this kind of shop. It costs more than a hundred yuan to buy two.

One hundred yuan in 2006 was nothing to Liu Miaomiao, but it was not a small amount for ordinary people. After all, the monthly salary of ordinary workers in those days was only more than one thousand yuan. Liu Miaomiao thought that if Lu Mingfei didn't have enough money, he would pay for it himself.

Lu Mingfei patted his chest and said, "It's no problem for you to buy the whole store."

"Boasting..." Liu Miaomiao muttered with a pout.

Lu Mingfei smiled. He hadn't had time to tell Liu Miaomiao that he had won tens of millions in the lottery.

"Don't worry, just go shopping. Your boyfriend can always afford some small jewelry."

Lu Mingfei pinched Liu Miaomiao's nose, which was a little red from the wind. It felt cold. He was stunned for a moment, and then as if he noticed something, he immediately loosened his arms and held Liu Miaomiao's small hands in his own palms, which were icy cold.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Lu Mingfei frowned and stared at Liu Miaomiao, "Why didn't you tell me that you felt cold?"

Liu Miaomiao looked down at her clothes. Under the hem of her skirt that reached to her knees, her slender, straight calves were only covered with stockings. She stamped her feet, and the soles of her leather shoes made a "tapping" sound on the stone pavement.

"I don't feel cold." Liu Miaomiao blinked and said a little embarrassedly. There was light in her eyes.

But Lu Mingfei didn't care whether Liu Miaomiao felt it or not, he immediately took off his coat and put it on Liu Miaomiao. And Liu Miaomiao also let Lu Mingfei pull her in front of everyone.

After putting on Liu Miaomiao's coat, Lu Mingfei said, "Come with me," and hurriedly took Liu Miaomiao's hand and walked towards a road nearby.

Liu Miaomiao looked at her fair and slender fingers being gently held by Lu Mingfei's hand. She came to her senses and was about to remind Lu Mingfei that this road did not lead to the Sanrio store, when she suddenly saw Lu Mingfei pulling her to a milk tea shop and stopping.

"A cup of strawberry-flavored bubble milk tea, hot." Lu Mingfei said to the boss.

In this era, street-side milk tea shops did not care about fresh milk and fresh tea, but basically mixed some powders. The taste was also easy to identify, different powders meant different flavors of milk tea.

The pink ones are strawberries, the blue ones are blueberries, and the purple ones are taro...

Liu Miaomiao's mother often told her that this kind of milk tea was full of non-dairy creamer, which was unsaturated fatty acid and was harmful to the cardiovascular system after drinking it, so Liu Miaomiao basically never drank this kind of milk tea sold on the street.

But when Lu Mingfei stuffed the cup of boiling hot milk tea into her dazed hands, she took a sip and thought:

It tastes pretty good...

Maybe all the good things in this world come at a price.

The hot and sweet milk tea contains non-dairy creamer, which is bad for the cardiovascular system.

Tiramisu is delicious, but it is high in calories and will make you fat.

It’s very happy when you are with the person you love, but the happier and more beautiful the memories are, the more unforgettable the painful feeling when you break up.

"Are you feeling a little warmer?" Lu Mingfei asked Liu Miaomiao, who was sipping milk tea with her head down, while sitting on a bench on the street.

Liu Miaomiao turned her eyes to look at Lu Mingfei, thought for a moment, then said with a blushing smile: "It's warmer."

In fact, what she wanted to say was that she really didn't feel cold at all.

Although her hands were cold, her heart was always warm when Lu Mingfei was by her side, so she didn't feel any cold.

"Mingfei."

"Ok?"

"You'll stay with me, right?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. Although he didn’t quite understand why Liu Miaomiao suddenly asked him this, he still reached out and rubbed Liu Miaomiao’s head: “Silly girl, haven’t I always been with you?”

"Will it happen in the future?"

"Yes, you are so beautiful, how can I bear to give you to other men? Besides, I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor also said that my stomach is not in good condition, so I can only rely on you."

Liu Miaomiao was curious and turned her head: "What does this have to do with your stomach?"

"My stomach is not in good condition, so I have to eat something softer."

Liu Miaomiao thought for a while before she understood what Lu Mingfei meant by "eat softer food" and punched Lu Mingfei's arm: "Really... you are so frivolous!"

But in my heart I was secretly thinking, if you could really keep your promise and stay by my side forever.

What does it matter if I let you live off me?

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(End of this chapter)