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Chapter 10 The Three Years of Adolescence

This assumption has no meaning.

When the Lu family was in trouble, Lin Chen was just an inconspicuous intern. In the past two years, he solved cases one after another and achieved great success, and then he began to become famous.

What's more, it's really sad to place your ideals on a stranger I don't know each other.

Lu Weiwei did not allow herself to have such thoughts because it felt as if she had been crushed by life and was defeated, and could never get up and fight back.

...

The next day, Lu Weiwei got up early and ran along the lake shore as Lin Chen asked.

Compared to sweating like pulp in the afternoon under the scorching sun, she would rather sleep for a while and run in the morning while the refreshing weather by the lakeside in the forest.

And Lin Chen seemed to have lost his patience with takeaway.

After having a fast-food breakfast, he no longer covered his disgust. He began to use Lu Weiwei's tablet to check the recipes, and put a list to record the seasonings and utensils missing in the kitchen.

To be honest, it is really hard for people to believe that he is investigating the case.

Lu Weiwei finished running, took a shower, changed into a clean and refreshing sportswear, and hesitated to the side of the sofa.

Lin Chen's body was mostly stuck in the loch-green single sofa, with slender fingers gently scratching the computer touch screen, and his legs were casually placed on the stool, leisurely and lazy, with a bit of a noble young man's depressedness.

Lu Weiwei looked at it silently for a while and asked tentatively: "Liang Jian, when will we go to investigate the case?"

Lin Chen looked up at her: "Are you anxious?"

"No... I'm just asking casually." Lu Weiwei stared at his toes, not daring to look directly into his eyes. Every time he looked, he was inexplicably nervous, and he was a little guilty and short of breath.

After waiting for a while, Lu Weiwei found that there was no further explanation for this topic.

Lin Chen flipped through the recipe and asked her: "Do you have five-spice powder at home?"

Lu Weiwei was stunned, "I don't know... I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

"Forget it, even if there is one, it will expire." Lin Chen put down the computer in his hand, stood up and said, "I'll go to the supermarket,"

Lu Weiwei really wants to ask: Are you planning to cook?

Shouldn’t we race against time when investigating a case? Why should we care about the taste of a meal or two?

She was really confused, but she was embarrassed to speak.

Lin Chen helped her and made great compassionate ask her to be her assistant. If she questioned him instead, she would be too rude.

Lin Chen was acting like a wind. He picked up the car keys and walked out the door a few steps. After a while, Lu Weiwei heard the sound of the car engine starting.

She was speechless for a long time.

The prosecutor has to cook, and of course the assistant has to share the responsibility.

Lu sighed slightly, walked into the kitchen, found the pots and pans that had not been used for a long time, put on rubber gloves, picked up the cleaning sponge, and prepared to do a big job-

At this time, the phone rings.

Not many people know her mobile phone number. In recent years, no one has ever called this number except her uncle and aunt.

Lu was stunned for a while.

Caller ID: Qiao Yi.

The ringtone continued to ring, but she hesitated to look for the name in her memory.

Although it's only the past three years...

Three years, for adults, three years ago may not be different from today, but for adolescent boys and girls, three years can really change the world and turn the world upside down.

Qiao Yi is her classmate, deskmate, and good friend.

When they are intimate, they discuss each other's sanitary napkin brands during menstruation; when they are distant, they are no one contacted each other after the Lu family's accident.

Lu Weiwei stared at the flashing mobile phone screen, and finally answered the phone.

"...Is it Weiwei?" The girl on the other end of the phone seemed to be as hesitant as she did.
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