I Don't Want to Be Reborn With You
Copyright© 2025 by YANGLIQIANG
Chapter 27: Lu Li’s Birthday (Part 1)
The temperature in Chuanhai dropped inadvertently. I don’t know when the students changed into sweaters and put on coats. The radio in the low-rent area kept shouting “Be careful to keep warm”. When Lu Li opened the curtains and saw the city in the early morning was shrouded in continuous drizzle, he suddenly realized that the autumn in Chuanhai was shorter than he imagined.
He was awakened by the clanging sound next door. There were still three minutes before the alarm clock at six o’clock. Lu Li turned off the alarm clock, hoping that his sister would have a good sleep. His sister’s sleeping posture was still not dignified. When Lu Li got up, he still felt numb in his left arm. Last night, he moved his hand a little, and Sister Yameng muttered and pushed him: “You pressed my hair.” He pulled the curtains and turned back to meet his sister’s slowly opening eyes.
“Sister, good morning.”
“Li Zi...” She was still dazed, “Happy birthday.”
Lu Li was stunned for a moment, then showed a happy smile: “Well, it’s my birthday.” Today is October 22nd, his birthday. Sister Yameng hummed twice, and actually fell asleep again, with her eyes closed, and asked: “Well~ What time is it now...”
Lu Li did not answer, but looked at her gently. After a while, Zou Yameng fell asleep again. Lu Li covered her with the quilt, shook his numb arms, and went to the bathroom to wash up. His hair was a little long, growing in a mess, like a bird’s nest. Lu Li pinched his bangs and wondered when to cut his hair short. Usually, Sister Yameng cut his hair for him. Sister seemed to like him to have this kind of half-long and half-short hair. Lu Li actually likes a clean and neat crew cut, which is easy to take care of and more masculine.
“Sister Yameng, I’m going to school.” Although his sister was sleeping, Lu Li still liked to shout, which gave him a sense of belonging like a wanderer returning home.
Opening a tattered umbrella, Lu Li carefully crossed a low-lying area. The raindrops hit the dark umbrella, like pearls falling on a jade plate, dripping and arousing reverie. If the enter key is the catalyst of modern poetry, then rain is the touchstone of emotion. In the rain, people’s thoughts always drift far away, not high-spirited, but somewhat inexplicably sad.
The drizzle pulled the already distant distance even further. Pedestrians on the road held umbrellas and covered their faces under the umbrellas. The cars on the road drove silently, with only the wipers swinging lonely. A continuous rain seemed to make the barriers between people thicker. The world at this time was gray, and the wind was cold and trembling, until Lu Li came to the school gate and saw the colorful figure, and even the wind warmed up for a while.
Chu Jingyi was holding a cute blue umbrella with ripples on it, and she was wearing a long skirt. She was carefully holding up the hem of her skirt and crossing a puddle in front of her. She looked very cute, afraid that the sewage would stain the hem of her skirt, and seemed to be hesitating whether to take a detour. Lu Li walked to her side and gently pinched the small earlobe of the silly goose: “Good morning.” It was soft and cool, and it was like pinching jelly.
“Ah! Lu Li!” She turned around, “What are you doing! Don’t touch me.”
“I’ll carry you over.”
“I, I’ll just take a detour.”
“No one can see us here, I’ll just carry you over there for a while.” Lu Li would never let the roast goose fly away, and he picked up Chu Jingyi without saying anything. The class monitor was very light, so Lu Li didn’t have any difficulty in holding her. The silly goose was still struggling at first, but she was worried that if she moved around, Lu Li would fall, so she pouted and let Lu Li hold her like a zombie, her body was very hard.
I’m going to complain to Bai Li ... Lu Li is really a sex maniac. The little girl thought to herself.
After passing the puddle, Daitou E saw that the bottom of Lu Li’s shoes was wet, and he softened his heart and said, “Are your feet wet? I’ll take you to the logistics department to change shoes later.”
“It’s okay, there’s no water in your shoes.”
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