In the evening, on the way home.
Ying Chanxi pointed to a specialty store on the street and asked Li Luo, "Is this the store where you bought Polaroids?"
"yes."
"Then I'll go take a look."
"Ah?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, "What are you going to see?"
"I use up the photo paper a bit quickly." Ying Chanxi said a little embarrassed, "I feel like it would be safer to prepare more."
When Li Luo heard this, he didn't care anymore and just said: "Then I'll go back and make supper first, and you can come back early."
"I'll stay with Xixi." Xu Youyu said at the side.
So Li Luo went home first, and Xu Youyu accompanied Ying Chanxi into this specialty store.
When Ying Chanxi pretended to ask about buying photo paper, she glanced at Xu Youyu who was casually looking at the exhibits at the counter, took out her Polaroid, and asked the waiter something.
A few minutes later, the two came out of the store and rushed home.
"Xixi, how did you feel when Li Luo played alone in the afternoon?" Xu Youyu asked with a smile, "Isn't it touching that there is someone singing specifically for you?"
"Yeah, that's it..." Ying Chanxi whispered, "It's quite a surprise."
"Is it just a surprise? I thought I would be moved to tears."
"It's not that easy to cry."
The two were chatting, and Xu Youyu took advantage of the situation.
After all, in her opinion, Li Luo is a perfect material library, and she feels that any show-off can make this guy hit.
Unfortunately, the protagonist of the book I wrote is not a character on campus, and some of the materials are not used.
Otherwise, this technique of singing to a girl in front of the whole school would be perfect for writing a plot.
Thinking of this, Xu Youyu even felt itchy.
But Ying Chanxi was obviously a little distracted.
After Li Luo finished making supper and the three of them finished eating, Li Luo said: "You ran 1,500 meters today. After eating, you should wash up and go to bed early and have a good rest."
"Oh." Ying Chanxi nodded.
Xu Youyu on the side also took the initiative to wash the dishes and asked Ying Chanxi to take a bath directly.
After coming out of the shower, Ying Chanxi wrapped her wet hair in a towel and went back to her bedroom. After a while, she came out of the room and knocked on Li Luo's door.
At this time, Li Luo just returned the computer interface to the desktop, turned to look at Ying Chanxi who opened the door, then stood up naturally, gave her his seat, and went to get the hair dryer.
"Li Luo." Ying Chanxi said with her eyes closed while sitting on a chair enjoying the hair drying service from Li Luo.
"Well, what's wrong?"
"I want to tell you something."
"Just tell me."
"But I have to state in advance that I don't have any other thoughts, I'm just worried."
"What's so serious about this?" Li Luo laughed and said, "Just say it."
"Then before I say anything, can you please accept this first?" Ying Chanxi suddenly took out a red envelope from his pajamas pocket and handed it to Li Luo behind him.
"What is this for?" Li Luo looked confused. He reached out to take her red envelope and squeezed it. Then he opened it and took a look and found a stack of red banknotes inside, which was at least a thousand yuan. "No.
...Are you trying to protect me?"
"What are you talking about!" Ying Chanxi had already prepared a draft, but was completely disrupted by Li Luo's words, and immediately stamped his feet with a blush on his face.
Snow-white bare feet stepped on the floor, and the soles of the feet were still stained with water drops, immediately leaving water marks on the wooden board.
"Then why did you give me the money?" Li Luo was speechless, "You said you didn't covet my beauty?"
"Get out!" Ying Chanxi puffed out his mouth and became sulky, "What are you thinking about? That's outrageous!"
"Okay, okay." Li Luo stuffed the red envelope back into Ying Chanxi's pajamas pocket, and then said, "I just saw that you were speaking a little too seriously, so I just want to lighten the atmosphere. You can continue talking. What were you going to say just now?
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"That's right, that's right..." Being interrupted by him, Ying Chanxi's emotions that had finally been brewing suddenly stopped. For a moment, he didn't know where to start, "Where did I just say it?"
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"You said you were just a little worried, so you told me not to think too much." Li Luo reminded, "So can we talk about it now? Why is it so serious?"
"Oh...it's the Polaroid you gave me." Ying Chanxi said helplessly, "I went to their store tonight, so I asked about it."
"Well, what did you ask?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows, seeming to realize something.
"Ask about the price." Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo angrily, "The model you bought for me costs 1,600 yuan."
"And the store clerk said that the photo paper that comes with the camera after you buy it is only what's in the box, and there's no such thing as 100 additional sheets."
"Just for this kind of photo paper, if you buy 10 sheets at a time, it will cost thirty or forty yuan. If you buy 100 sheets, it will cost you at least three to four hundred yuan."
"Total together, the money you paid for me to buy the camera will cost at least two thousand yuan."
"Where did you get so much money?"
After listening to Ying Chanxi's words, Li Luo finally understood what she meant.
This can be considered a slight oversight on his part.
I just went downstairs for a morning jog, and on the way I remembered that Ying Chanxi was still angry, and I happened to see such a store on the street, so I bought it, thinking that it would make Ying Chanxi calm down.
After all, his monthly income is over 10,000 yuan, so Li Luo is naturally free to deal with gifts of one or two thousand yuan.
But from Ying Chanxi's perspective, Li Luo's gift was quite valuable.
It is rare for ordinary students to randomly give away gifts worth thousands of dollars.
Even a person with a well-off family like Ying Chanxi would not randomly choose such expensive gifts to give away.
After all, it’s one thing whether you can afford it, and it’s another thing whether the other party can bear it. Both of them need to be treated with caution.
Thinking of this, Li Luo's eyes softened and he gently touched Ying Chanxi's head: "Thank you for thinking so much about me."
"What are you talking about..." Ying Chanxi felt the warm touch on the top of his head and was a little greedy for this tenderness. He murmured in a low voice, but had no intention of resisting.
"But don't worry too much." Li Luo said, "Do you still remember the entrance banquet during the summer vacation?"
"Remember, what happened?"
"Didn't I receive a bunch of red envelopes that time?" Li Luo said, "My mother only took half of it, and the remaining half was given to me as pocket money. In addition, the summer vacation had just begun, and my mother gave me
One thousand and fifty, and the money I got from my uncle when he sold belts at the school gate."
"If you calculate it this way, it's actually quite a lot, but it's not as difficult as you think."
"I just want to buy you a camera, don't think too much about it."
After listening to what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi fell silent, thought carefully, and finally asked: "Is everything you said true?"
"That's for sure."
"You didn't ask your uncle or aunt for the money to buy the camera, did you?"
"Definitely not." Li Luo shook his head and said, "My family still has a mortgage to repay, and I can't ask my parents for money when I still have money."
"This, that's it..." Ying Chanxi's heart was originally a little hung, but now it settled down smoothly.
But when she thought of Li Luo's gift of two thousand yuan, she still took out the red envelope from her pocket: "There is 1,500 yuan in it."
"I've seen the Polaroids in that store, and the cheapest one costs more than 500."
"How about you accept this red envelope and give it to me as if you bought a 500-dollar Polaroid? Is that okay?"
Li Luo looked at Ying Chanxi, laughed immediately, and hit her on the head: "She's really stupid."
"Ah...why are you hitting me..." Ying Chanxi covered his head and glared at him.
"You should do less of this kind of thing in the future. It's so sad, but..." With that said, Li Luo took the red envelope from Ying Chanxi's hand, took out a 100 yuan note from it, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
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Then he put the red envelope back into Chanxi's pocket, holding the hundred-dollar bill in his hand, and said with a smile, "Forget the red envelope, but you can still get the 100-yuan tip. Just treat it as free for you these few months."
Let’s reward you with a hair dryer.”
Li Luo said so, and Ying Chanxi no longer insisted.
After all, if Li Luo had not asked his uncle and aunt for money to buy a camera, but had saved his own pocket money, at least Ying Chanxi would still be very happy and would not have too many worries.
At worst, I can give him more meal cards when I eat at school.
Ying Chanxi thought so in her heart, so she no longer insisted on handing the red envelope to Li Luo.
However, looking at the hundred-dollar bill in Li Luo's hand, Ying Chanxi thought for a while, took out another one hundred-dollar bill from the red envelope, stuffed it into Li Luo's hand, raised his feet and reached it.
Beside the bed, he said with a smile:
"Then I'll tip you another 100 yuan. Can you massage my shoulders and rub my legs?"
Chapter completed!