Gong Zheng was rambling next to him, which made Lan Jingyu's head hurt.
The phone rang suddenly, and he didn't even look at it, "Hang up."
Gong Zheng glanced at it and immediately smiled, "No, if you take a look at it, you will definitely be reluctant to hang up."
Lan Jingyu realized what he meant and opened his eyes for a second. He didn't care that the dye was still on his head and snatched the phone over.
On the screen, it turned out to be children's words.
He didn't hesitate and answered quickly.
"Hello."
The other side coughed slightly and said, "Where are you?"
Lan Jingyu smiled and said truthfully: "At home."
As he spoke, he gestured to Gong Zheng to bring him the towel.
Gong Zheng was a little surprised and mouthed, "It's dyeing."
Lan Jingyu ignored it and got up anyway.
Opposite, Li Ying stood outside the museum, feeling that he was not speaking very energetically and was different from before.
She was a little unsure and doubted that he would be able to return to the good friends he was before. She paced back and forth outside, trying to keep her tone as normal as possible.
"Are you free now?"
Opposite me, Lan Jingyu had already sensed the meaning of her words, and she probably had something to do with him.
He said hastily, "Is something wrong?"
Then he turned up the volume, put the phone at hand, and went to apply the dye on his hair without waiting for Joanne Ru to do it.
The bleaching step was not over yet. As soon as he washed it, the color became neither gray nor white, and it was completely supported by his face.
Li Ying listened on the phone and felt that his tone was a bit cold and she felt very uncomfortable.
"Rong family banquet, do you want to come?"
There was no reply for a long time, and it took a long time before I asked her, "What?"
Hey, now you don't even listen to her seriously when you talk on the phone, right?
The girl stood on the steps and pulled out a piece of grass on the rockery. "The banquet is about playing cards. Do you want to come?"
Lan Jingyu understood, wiped his hair and asked her, "Did you lose money?"
This person... is a roundworm!
In fact, she didn't really want him to win money, she just thought that if there was an opportunity, she could communicate normally and ease the awkward relationship of her rejection of him.
But he seemed to have a perfunctory tone, which made her feel that she was a bit pretentious.
"Ang! So do you want to come?!"
On the opposite side, Lan Jingyu moved too fast and accidentally knocked over a box of dye, which happened to fall on his pants. He was talking to Li Ying while walking upstairs.
Gong Zheng happened to laugh at him for being spineless. He didn't hear clearly what Li Ying said on the phone, but he could feel that her tone was not only fierce but also anxious.
He was just slow for a moment, but he seemed to be "betrayed" on the other side, shouting "I won't pull him down".
Then, it hung up.
He glanced at the screen and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What a bad temper.
Joan Anru knocked on the door and asked, "Are you in such a hurry to go out? Your hair hasn't been done yet."
Lan Jingyu washed his hands and said, "It's a bit urgent."
Qiong Anru smiled, "You're lying, Azheng said, a girl called you."
Lan Jingyu took the clothes and went into the bathroom, "Ignore him."
Joan Anru helped him arrange the clothes he had changed, told him to rinse his hair several times, and secretly watched his phone call.
——Note: Children.
Lan Jingyu grabbed her bag, took a peek, and took the phone.
"Ms. Joan."
Joan Anru shrugged and looked away, "With this half-finished hair, are you sure you want to go out?"
She knew her son very well. He didn't have many quirks, and his hair was one of them.
Lan Jingyu raised his eyes and smiled, "Are you ugly?"