Chapter 232 More Pitiful than Them

Ye Xiaoli came out with them, Luo Ziling felt that she should be called up for dinner no matter what, but Yang Qingyin still said, leave her alone. In the end, Luo Ziling followed Yang Qingyin's advice and didn't call Ye Xiaoli.

Seeing that Luo Ziling was a little embarrassed, Yang Qingyin whispered, "She won't come either."

"Okay," Luo Ziling didn't ask further.

Because of the tourist town, the place where they live is quite prosperous, and there are many famous snack shops.

Roast lamb is naturally the special flavor here, Luo Ziling took Yang Qingyin to a restaurant with a lot of diners for dinner. I ordered a lamb that weighs a few catties, and some snacks from the prairie, and two vegetables. This is dinner for two people.

"Can the two of us eat so much?" Seeing that Luo Ziling ordered a lot, Yang Qingyin couldn't help being a little surprised, "Are you trying to feed me to death?"

"What are you afraid of? You don't have to worry about anything if you have a big appetite like a junior here," Luo Ziling patted his chest proudly. "Don't think that your appetite is so small. Everyone in the world is like you. If If you think it’s delicious, then eat more, at worst, after dinner, we’ll go for a walk on the grassland, so we won’t gain weight.”

"I just know how to brag," Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes at Luo Ziling, "Are you an idiot, okay? I hope you won't become a big fat pig in the future."

"It's good to eat it into a big fat pig. You can send it to the slaughterhouse and sell it for a good price."

Luo Ziling's serious words made Yang Qingyin giggle.

Because they were far away from Yan University and it was dinner time again, Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling did not wear glasses or hats, and appeared in their true colors.

The handsome appearance of handsome men and beautiful women attracted the attention of many people. Diners from the same restaurant would glance at them from time to time, and some people secretly took out their mobile phones, wanting to tōu pāi. Luo Ziling soon discovered this situation, and changed his position slightly, just covering Yang Qingyin's angle. Luo Ziling's silent actions made Yang Qingyin feel warm in his heart.

What made her feel even more heart-warming was that after the roast mutton was served, Luo Ziling thoughtfully tore the meat into several small portions and put them in her bowl.

That way, she doesn't have to work hard to tear the meat, and it saves her hands from getting greasy.

When happily eating roast lamb with chopsticks, Yang Qingyin praised Luo Ziling: "He looks like a warm man who can take care of others."

"It seems that the most hurtful thing is to say that a warm man is the most hurtful thing. It's said so on the Internet," Luo Ziling said, looking at Yang Qingyin with a depressed face, "You won't hurt me on purpose, will you?"

"I didn't mean that, you still want me to say that you don't know how to take care of people?" Yang Qingyin said, and gave Luo Ziling a sideways look, his eyes were full of tenderness and coquettishness.

Luo Ziling suddenly laughed happily.

The dinner was very sumptuous, but Yang Qingyin was full soon, and her appetite was small.

Although Luo Ziling has a good appetite, he is not very interested in roast lamb because he eats too much.

"Let's pack it home, the mutton tastes good," Luo Ziling suggested, seeing that there was at least a catty more mutton, "Bring some back to Xiaoli to eat, so she won't blame us."

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling would think of bringing Xiaoli some supper back home. Yang Qingyin felt quite surprised, but immediately smiled, "Okay, I'll pack it up and take it home later."

This little boy is really considerate, not the kind of student who has no emotional intelligence.

Originally, Yang Qingyin thought that people like Luo Ziling who grew up in a small mountain village and had never seen the world must have low emotional intelligence and would not consider many things for others. Now it seems that she was wrong.

After dinner, Luo Ziling strolled down the streets of the town with a food box in one hand and Yang Qingyin in the other.

"Let's go to the grassland to watch the stars?" After walking for a while, Yang Qingyin suddenly suggested, "The neon lights in the city are too bright, and the stars can't be seen. I haven't seen the stars for a long time. You just said that you want me to watch it with you Star."

"Of course we're going," Luo Ziling readily agreed, and immediately pulled Yang Qingyin out of town.

"Didn't you say you understand astronomy and geography? You must know the stars in the sky that day." Yang Qingyin grabbed Luo Ziling's hand and asked curiously: "How about you tell me about the constellations later?"

"No problem," Luo Ziling still agreed.

The town is not big, and the two of them walked out of the town within ten minutes.

Outside the town is the grassland, but the lively grassland during the day has become quiet, only some romantic people like them are still wandering on the grassland. The two picked a direction with a lot of people, and walked slowly forward holding hands.

After walking for a while, Luo Ziling stopped, and handed the food box in his hand to Yang Qingyin: "Senior sister, take it for me first."

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingyin, who was immersed in the romance of walking hand in hand with Luo Ziling on the grassland, didn't realize it all at once, but subconsciously took the food box that Luo Ziling handed over.

After Yang Qingyin took the food box, Luo Ziling quickly took off his jacket, and then ordered Yang Qingyin to say, "The autumn night is heavy, put on the jacket."

When he came out, Luo Ziling deliberately wore a jacket he had just bought, and Yang Qingyin, who was wearing a sweater and a coat, laughed that he was as afraid of the cold as she was. Seeing Luo Ziling take off the jacket and order her to put it on, Yang Qingyin instantly understood that Luo Ziling, who was not afraid of the cold, came out wearing the jacket for her, in case she would catch a cold.

I was moved for a while, and by the way coquettishly said, "I'm holding something, how can I wear it?"

As he spoke, he also raised the food box bag he was carrying in his hand.

"I know how to play tricks," Luo Ziling smiled lovingly, scratched Yang Qingyin's nose casually, and in her coquettish anger, put on her clothes and zipped them up.

"It's not cold now, is it?" Luo Ziling smiled and straightened Yang Qingyin's messy hair.

"It's not cold anymore. How can it be cold if you wear warm brand clothes?" Yang Qingyin smiled brightly, and put his hand around Luo Ziling's arm, "Let's find a place to sit and watch the stars."

"Yes," Luo Ziling agreed, and pulled Yang Qingyin to a rock and sat down.

After being exposed to the sun during the day, the residual temperature of the stone is still there, very warm.

"What star is that?" After sitting down, Yang Qingyin pointed to a bright star in the sky and asked Luo Ziling, "Do you know it?"

"That's Vega, and the one over there is Altair, the legendary Altair."

"The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are so pitiful, they can only see each other once a year." Yang Qingyin leaned on Luo Ziling and said softly.

"There are people who are more pitiful than them, and we haven't seen each other for twenty years," Luo Ziling blurted out this sentence.