Si Junjue tapped his fingertips gently on the keyboard.
"Is it difficult for you to sneak into Huo's house for me and scatter my ashes into Huo's house?!"
Luo Junhe complained for himself: "I am the eldest young master of the Luo family and the second son of Wujizhou!
You want me to climb over the high wall of Huo's house to scatter your ashes? I don¡¯t want to lose face? ! "
Si Jun never typed on the keyboard, and he gave Luo Junhe another look.
In his eyes, Luo Junhe has no face at all!
"If you don't do it for me, I'll let someone else do it."
On the tablet, another line of words typed by Si Junjue appeared.
Luo Junhe started laughing: "You want that lame guy from Luo Si Nian to scale the high wall of Huo's house and spread your ashes? Hahahaha!!!"
Luo Junhe slapped his thigh wildly, but Si Jun ignored him.
Luo Junhe insulted him a few words and told Si Jun to wait patiently for Jiang Suisui's return.
¡°Don¡¯t worry too much about what will happen after you, Si Junjue, if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed!
You have been through it all, you have survived so many disasters, but your good days are still to come! "
After half a minute, another line of words appeared on the tablet.
"Luo Junhe, have you ever liked someone?"
Luo Junhe: "???"
A circle of question marks appeared on his head.
Si Junjue was on his tablet and asked in confusion:
"What exactly are likes and loves?"
Luo Junhe opened his eyes wide and stared at the tablet, stunned for several seconds.
He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.
Luo Junhe¡¯s eyes moved back and forth several times between Si Junjue¡¯s fingers and the tablet.
¡°Did such a problem really come about through Si Junjue¡¯s hands?
Did Si Junjue make a mistake?
He, this inhumane and heartless fourth brother, would actually ask such a question!
And Si Junjue also regretted it after asking Luo Junhe such a question.
He pressed the "delete" key to delete the two lines of text on the tablet.
Even he himself felt annoyed, how could he ask such a stupid and childish question!
He is a dying man who doesn¡¯t even bother to know the answer to such a question.
Luo Junhe crossed his arms on his chest, leaned back on the chair, and said in an old-fashioned tone:
"Your second brother and I, although we are still single, have never met the person I like.
??????????????? But your second brother and I are well-read in poetry and books, we have learned from others¡¯ strengths, and we are rich in knowledge ~ There is an old saying in our country:
He gently blinked his thick and curled eyelashes. Lying on the hospital bed, he looked fragile and pale, like a crystal clear iceman.
It was as if when the sun came out, his whole body would melt and disappear.
Luo Junhe heard the sound of Si Junjue typing on the keyboard.
He turned his head and saw a new line of words appearing on the tablet.
"What does it feel like to like someone? How do you know for sure that you like someone?"
Luo Junhe stared at the tablet, his voice was clear and elegant.
¡°Schmetterlinge im bauch.¡±
??He speaks German.
Si Junjue naturally understands German, and what Luo Junhe said meant: "Butterflies in the belly."
This is a German proverb.
¡°When we like someone, it¡¯s like there are thousands of butterflies flying around in our stomach. As long as we open our mouth, those butterflies will fly out.
I think this is the feeling of falling in love with someone! "
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