Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Zhizhi, someone is thinking about me

. The venue was obviously noisy, but Liang Zhixia heard Lu Quan's voice.

It reached his ears clearly.

He looked down at Lu Quan, his eyes slightly startled, his face as thin as skin gradually turned red, and his ears were burning.

Although this answer did appear in the performance clip, Lu Quan had never seen this anime.

He pursed his lips, avoided Lu Quan's burning gaze, loosened his hand, and placed the dagger on the table.

Liang Zhixia saw the light again and heard screams from the audience.

It was only a few seconds, but he felt that it had been a long, long time, as long as a century. He

lowered his head and quickly regained his composure. Fortunately, the blush on his face was covered by a thick foundation, otherwise he would have been out on the spot.

Although Lu Quan wanted to stay on the stage to hold an umbrella for his wife, he could only think about it.

He lowered his head and handed the umbrella to Liang Zhixia, who subconsciously took it. Their fingertips accidentally touched, and a small ripple appeared in their hearts.

The next process was relatively routine, interacting and taking pictures.

There would be fewer people in the comic exhibition at noon, and the guests would also have a break of about half an hour.

Liang Zhixia sat on a high chair, with a trace of fatigue between her eyebrows. She didn't even have time to drink water for the whole morning. Sisi next to her was obviously an old hand. She came over and said, "Teacher Xiaoxia, let's go to eat together."

He nodded, his voice slightly hoarse: "Okay."

Lu Quan, who was standing next to him, frowned, and hurriedly took out a water cup from his bag and walked over.

Liang Zhixia looked at the cup with a straw in front of him, his eyes confused. He didn't seem to have this kind of cup.

Lu Quan said in a low voice: "This kind of cup is convenient for you to drink water, and it won't mess up your makeup."

He listened to Lu Quan's explanation, and couldn't help but think of the previous things. He didn't dare to look at him, so he had to drink water from his hand. The warm water slid down his thirsty throat, which was very comfortable.

The boy looked very obedient when drinking water. His long and thick eyelashes were motionless. His small Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed. Lu Quan's eyes curved slightly. He suddenly understood why some people like to play cultivation games. It was really fulfilling.

He didn't let Zhizhi drink a lot of water. He had to save some space for lunch

later. The four of them walked towards the lounge together.

Breaks and meals were also divided into batches. Lunch boxes were placed on the table covered with sunflower tablecloths. The bright colors made people's eyes bright and seemed to be more appetizing.

Only the guests they knew were talking in a low voice in the lounge. Liang Zhixia and Lu Quan sat in the corner with lunch boxes.

Xiao Ji was not short of money. Organizing comic exhibitions was his hobby. He was not stingy about spending money on this.

The lunch boxes contained both meat and vegetables, as well as desserts and fruits. The nutrition was balanced and the taste was good.

Liang Zhixia took a bite of the spicy beef, his eyes lit up, and he blinked happily. It was better than he thought, at least better than the lunch boxes he had in the cafe.

To be precise, it was the lunch boxes before Lu Quan came to work part-time.

When Lu Quan looked up, he saw Zhizhi open her mouth, revealing the soft red tip of her tongue, and stuffing a mouthful of rice into her mouth. Her cheeks were puffed up, like a little squirrel, who would happily curl up the corners of his mouth when eating something he liked.

For some reason, seeing Zhizhi eating so deliciously, Lu Quan, who originally had no appetite, also took a bite of the spicy beef, and then felt the spiciness.

The spicy air choked into his trachea, and Lu Quan couldn't help coughing softly. His cold white skin quickly turned pink, and even the corners of his eyes were adorned with red.

This scene was rare.

Liang Zhixia quickly opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it over.

This might be Lu Quan's more embarrassed side. His thin lips were swollen and bright red due to the spiciness. Because of the cough, his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were flushed, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

The look of a handsome guy coughing due to the spiciness is also very pleasing to the eye.

Liang Zhixia took a sneaky look and hated that she couldn't take a picture with her mobile phone.

Lu Quan tilted his head back, revealing his smooth jawline, his Adam's apple rolled rapidly, and after drinking half a bottle of mineral water, he finally stopped coughing.

Liang Zhixia asked with concern: "Brother Lu, are you okay?"

Lu Quan's voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone of voice was not as cold as before.

"I'm fine."

The contents of each lunch box were similar, with only one or two differences. Liang Zhixia glanced at Lu Quan's lunch box and smiled: "Can I exchange a dish with Brother Lu?"

He remembered that Xu Cheng said that Lu Quan couldn't eat spicy food, although he didn't know why Lu Quan took the initiative to eat spicy beef.

Lu Quan pursed his thin lips: "Okay."

There was a trace of regret and loss in his expression. Not being able to eat spicy food meant that he couldn't eat his favorite food with Zhizhi.

After Liang Zhixia changed the dishes, her eyes curved slightly and said: "I thought Brother Lu was omnipotent, but it turns out that he can't eat spicy food. Then when we go out for hot pot in the future, we will order a double hot pot, one pot for each person."

Does this count as Zhizhi inviting him to eat hot pot together after the end?

Lu Quan's disappointment was instantly smoothed out. He raised the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Okay."

In another corner, Sisi raised her eyebrows and looked at Lin Shen. Lin Shen moved the lunch box to the other side vigilantly, and opened his lips slightly: "I won't exchange with you."

Sisi snorted, lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, and said vaguely: "Who cares, Teacher Xiaoxia and her boyfriend have a really good relationship, which is indeed much better than the fake ones like us."

Lin Shen hummed in agreement.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Liang Zhixia stood up but did not stand firmly. He lowered his head and looked down. It seemed that his heel had been worn out.

Lu Quan, who was filling water, did not see this scene. His bony fingers holding the cartoon cup seemed a little out of place. He looked at the thin stream of water casually, and soon, the cup was full.

At the same time, Sisi and Lin Shen walked towards Liang Zhixia. Sisi covered her mouth and chuckled, "You and your boyfriend have a really good relationship."

Liang Zhixia looked surprised and immediately explained, "You misunderstood. We are not that kind of relationship."

Sisi tilted her head and leaned lazily on Lin Shen's shoulder, raising her eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, we won't say anything nonsense. We understand."

Understand... what?

But before he could ask, Sisi and Lin Shen went out first.

Liang Zhixia was puzzled. How could he and Lu Quan look like a couple?

Obviously, there was no particularly intimate action.

They were just ordinary roommates.

It must be that Sisi thought everyone was a couple like them.

After leaving the lounge, they had to touch up their makeup first. Liang Zhixia asked Lu Quan to go to the booth first and not accompany him, but he insisted on accompanying him.

The makeup artist smiled and picked up the makeup brush, carefully touched up his makeup, and said, "You and your boyfriend have a really good relationship."

Liang Zhixia was about to explain when the makeup artist applied lipstick on him.

He couldn't speak, so he had to ask Lu Quan to explain, but Lu Quan didn't look him in the eye and didn't explain to the makeup artist.

There were still many guests waiting to touch up their makeup, so he couldn't take up a seat. Just like that, he lost the best time to explain.

On the way to the booth, Liang Zhixia felt that the atmosphere between him and Lu Quan was strange.

He pursed his lips and quickened his pace to the booth. His heels seemed to be rubbed more seriously, and his toes were also painful.

The process in the afternoon was the same as in the morning, taking pictures and interacting.

It was just that at the end, there was a process of speaking on stage.

Liang Zhixia didn't know there was such a link before. When he was pushed onto the stage, he was completely confused. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet, nor did he know what kind of posture to pose.

The host smiled and made a few jokes to adjust the atmosphere.

Then he turned the topic to Liang Zhixia.

"Teacher Xiaoxia is a newcomer, but as far as I know, this is not the first time Teacher Xiaoxia has come to participate in the comic exhibition."

Liang Zhixia's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his fingers tightly grasped the microphone, and he looked at the densely packed heads below, feeling timid.

Facing the host's questions, his palms were sweating, his nose was slightly wrinkled, and his heels were rubbed so hard that he almost couldn't stand steadily.

Everyone's eyes were on him, and he didn't like the feeling of being exposed.

At this moment, he saw Lu Quan standing at the back of the crowd.

Lu Quan was just wearing the most ordinary T-shirt, but he could see him at a glance.

The two eyes met in mid-air, almost exchanging blows.

Although they were far apart, he could see the encouragement in Lu Quan's eyes.

He blinked his sore eyes, and when the host was about to smooth things over, he said, "Yes, I attended a comic convention in City A before. That was my first time attending a comic convention. It was a wonderful experience."

The host swallowed his words and continued to ask, "Did Teacher Xiaoxia go there alone?"

Liang Zhixia curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a clean voice came out of the microphone: "No, my friend took me there."

Host: "So how was your first comic convention experience?"

He said, "I had a lot of fun."

Host: "Teacher Xiaoxia seems to be still a student. In real life, many parents think that cosplay is a sign of not doing one's job properly and not learning well. What do Teacher Xiaoxia's parents think of this?"

...

Liang Zhixia blinked his long and curly eyelashes and pursed his lips. He looked up and saw Lu Quan frowning, and he could imagine the other's expression under the mask.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and he said, "My parents are divorced, and I haven't been in touch with them for many years, but I want to say that cosplay is not a waste of time, nor is it a bad thing to learn. It just seems a little strange, but it is actually full of fun and love. Here, we can find like-minded people, make films, and forget our troubles for a short time."

"No matter what, be yourself and be happy."

He didn't know what he was saying. The last sentence might be answering the question, or it might be talking to himself.

Be yourself and be happy.

There is one last question.

The host captured a bullet comment from the live broadcast, and she read it out with the microphone: "This audience wants to ask if she can directly knock on Teacher Xiaoxia and your assistant?"

"Huh?" Liang Zhixia understood the meaning of this bullet comment, but what was there to knock on with Lu Quan? He held up the microphone and said, "This question has nothing to do with the character I am cosplaying today. Sorry, I can't answer it."

A girl in the audience covered her mouth and said to her friend next to her: "Don't ask this kind of question, just knock on it directly."

Then the host found a bullet comment related to the character, and Liang Zhixia answered it and left the stage.

At this time, Lu Quan came over and took out a wet tissue from his bag, wiped the sweat off his palms, and whispered, "Zhizhi just performed very well."

Liang Zhixia was shocked to hear that Lu Quan actually praised him.

He bent his eyes, tilted his head, and asked again, "Really?"

Lu Quan nodded, "It's really great."

Some people in the audience happened to see this, and someone was quick to take a picture of this scene.

There were also people who started to make trouble. Liang Zhixia's pupils slightly dilated, and he quickly retracted his hand and left here.

It was too embarrassing.

But when he returned to the lounge, he happened to run into Sisi and Lin Shen.

Sisi winked at him and said, "Wow! I told you two are really close! You're so envious!"

Liang Zhixia had to explain again, "He and I are not really in a relationship."

The boy's expression was too serious and solemn. Sisi and Lin Shen looked at each other and said, "Really?"

Liang Zhixia: "Really, more real than Pearl."

Suddenly, Lu Quan's cold voice came from behind: "We are not a couple."

Liang Zhixia's back stiffened. He didn't know when Lu Quan came and how much he heard.

Sisi said regretfully, "Okay, I thought you were a couple."

Lin Shen lowered his eyes and said, "By the way, Xiao Ji just said in the group that Boss Xiao invited us to dinner tonight."

Sisi was afraid that the two newcomers didn't know who Boss Xiao was, so she explained, "Boss Xiao is the organizer of this comic exhibition. He is very young and easy to get along with."

Liang Zhixia knew who they were talking about. Boss Xiao was Xiao Ji.

He turned to look at Lu Quan: "Brother Lu, are you going tonight?"

Lu Quan never liked this kind of gathering, and Lu Quan's identity also allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

Lu Quan could tell Zhizhi's thoughts at a glance, and he whispered, "I'll go."

"If you don't go... eh?" Liang Zhixia was about to say that if he didn't go, she would go alone, "You go."

Lu Quan stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and laughed softly, "If I don't go, Zhizhi will be very lonely."

Liang Zhixia muttered, "I won't."

But it is undeniable that if Lu Quan also went to the party, he would feel much more at ease.

Sisi and Lin Shen, who were standing nearby and had not left yet, turned their heads and looked at each other, and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

A big question mark appeared above their heads. They were so obviously intimate, but they were not a couple? ? ?

Because they left the hotel directly after finishing their makeup in the morning, they had to take a bus back to the hotel to change back into their own clothes.

Lu Quan followed Liang Zhixia and worked as an assistant for a day. He didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he felt that this job was better than his job sitting in the office.

If the assistant knew that his boss wanted to change jobs to become an assistant to a new cosplayer, he would definitely think he was crazy.

Who wouldn't go crazy if they worked so hard every day?

There were stairs at the exit of the comic exhibition. Liang Zhixia just stepped over them when Lu Quan called him.

He just turned his head and an arm hugged his waist, and the whole person was lifted into the air.

Out of habit, he directly wrapped his arms around Lu Quan's neck and said in confusion: "Brother Lu, let me down!"

The exit was crowded with people coming and going, which was really socially awkward.

Lu Quan held Liang Zhixia's waist and hips with one hand, and pressed the back of his head with the other hand

, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to be seen, just lie on my shoulder." Liang Zhixia buried her head in Lu Quan's warm neck, and muttered: "But people will still recognize it as me."

Lu Quan replied nonchalantly: "They won't say anything."

One bus after another left in front of them. Lu Quan frowned and took off Liang Zhixia's high heels with one hand. The heels were already worn and bleeding.

He frowned, his expression serious, and a touch of heartache flashed in his eyes: "Why didn't you tell me that your shoes rubbed my feet?"

When his shoes were taken off, Liang Zhixia knew that Lu Quan would ask him this.

He hummed: "It doesn't hurt much."

It's just a small thing to bear with.

Liang Zhixia had been fair-skinned since she was a child, and her feet, which were rarely exposed, were even fairer. He felt insecure without shoes on his feet, so he arched his foot and urged in a low voice, "I want to wear shoes."

Lu Quan held him with one hand and held his high heels with the other, and said coldly, "No."

At this moment, a little girl carrying a woven basket came over. She looked at Lu Quan who was holding Liang Zhixia, walked up to him and said in a baby voice, "Brother, buy me a flower."

Lu Quan looked down at the little girl who was only a little taller than his calf, and whispered, "I won't accept my flowers."

So the little girl ran to Lu Quan again. Behind Lu Quan, he looked up at Liang Zhixia, with a hint of begging in his expression: "Sister, can you accept my flowers? The flowers are very fragrant and beautiful."

Liang Zhixia looked up from Lu Quan's shoulder at the little girl, and saw that the clothes the little girl was wearing were washed white, and some places were untied. He pursed his lips and said: "Brother Lu, buy the flowers for me, and I will transfer the money to you later."

He spoke in a low voice, and the little girl didn't hear it. She thought that this beautiful sister still didn't want these flowers. She was so anxious that tears rolled in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall.

Lu Quan took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and whispered: "Can you help me wrap all the flowers?"

The little girl stared at the red cash in a daze, and didn't react for a while.

Until a gust of wind blew, the little girl reacted slowly, and hurriedly squatted on the ground and wrapped up the big bunch of roses with wrapping paper.

After wrapping the flowers, she held up a large bouquet and said happily, "Brother, this is for you, thank you brother."

Lu Quan raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me take it."

Liang Zhixia glared at him quietly and reached out to take the flowers from the little girl.

The little girl lowered her head and flipped through the small bag, intending to give Lu Quan the change. Lu Quan lowered his eyes and said, "No, just say a blessing."

Blessing?

The little girl racked her brains, and suddenly a light bulb came to her head, and she said loudly, "I wish my brother and sister to be together happily forever."

Lu Quan didn't expect the little girl to say this. He took advantage of Liang Zhixia's inattention and stuffed another banknote into the little girl, saying lightly, "Thank you."

Under the setting sun, Lu Quan whispered to Liang Zhixia, "She said it herself."

Liang Zhixia held the rose and whispered, "I don't think you dare."

Where Lu Quan couldn't see, he put the rose under his nose and lowered his head to smell it.

Just as the little girl said, the flowers were very fragrant and beautiful.

Until I got on the bus, the car that was still noisy just now suddenly became extremely quiet.

Liang Zhixia realized belatedly that she had been held by Lu Quan all the way, and that he was holding flowers in his hands.

It was as if a few words were pasted on her forehead - something is wrong with us.

Along the way, he tilted his head to look out the window, fearing that he would accidentally make eye contact with a colleague in the car.

Lu Quan looked lazy and had no such concerns at all. He took out a thermos from his bag and tested the temperature with the back of his hand. It was not cold.

Liang Zhixia looked at the cup of water handed to her, but was too embarrassed to not take it. She puffed up her cheeks and gulped down several mouthfuls.

Lu Quan handed over a tissue, took out a bag of biscuits from his bag, and tore open the packaging bag.

"Why is there everything in this bag? A treasure box?"

Liang Zhixia ate the biscuits with a curious look on her face.

Lu Quan lowered his head and asked the hotel to call a doctor in advance on his phone. When he heard Zhizhi's words, he looked up and smiled, "It's Doraemon's Magic Pocket."

Unexpectedly, Lu Quan also knew this cartoon. He stopped sitting awkwardly and looked out the window. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't believe it."

Lu Quan blocked the vague sights that drifted over, and said with a curled lip corner, "Zhizhi, you can just say one."

Liang Zhixia put down the biscuits in his hand, tapped the cushion lightly with his fingertips, and suddenly said, "Nail clippers."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw Lu Quan really took out a nail clipper from his bag.

The blood-red pupils were stunned, without the indifference at the exhibition stand, but instead revealed a hint of cuteness.

Liang Zhixia didn't believe that there was everything in this bag. He thought for a while and said, "Socks."

There must be no socks in the bag.

He looked at Lu Quan confidently, with his chin slightly raised. From Lu Quan's perspective, he looked like a proud little cat, which reminded him of the time when school just started.

But under Liang Zhixia's confident gaze, Lu Quan took out a pair of white cotton socks from his bag.

He recognized them as his own socks at a glance.

"You..." Liang Zhixia was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She reached out to grab her socks, her face red and white, "Why are my socks in the bag?"

Lu Quan only said four words.

"Be prepared."

Liang Zhixia puffed her cheeks and turned to look out the window. Who wears high heels and white cotton socks? Is it a mix-and-match style?

The bus with a car full of people arrived at the hotel slowly. The fatigue of the day came surging, and many people fell asleep.

Lu Quan touched Zhizhi and whispered to him to get up. Zhizhi,

who had just woken up, was dazed. Lu Quan picked him up and got off the bus. It was not until they walked into the hotel lobby that Liang Zhixia was fully awake.

There were more people in the hotel, and he really had no face to see anyone.

In the crowd, the hotel manager rubbed his hands, walked over with a smile, and said respectfully: "Master, the doctor is waiting on the 6th floor."

Lu Quan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

The hotel manager quickly said: "It's not hard, it's my duty."

The two did not avoid suspicion, and many people saw the interaction between Lu Quan and the hotel manager.

Back on the 6th floor, the man in a white coat was standing at the door of the room. Lu Quan opened the door to let him in, bent down and put Zhizhi on the sofa.

"His heel is worn out."

The doctor nodded, and after checking, he found that it was just a common minor problem. After handling it, he said: "It's best not to touch water, and don't wear shoes that rub your feet these days. It will heal soon."

Lu Quan wrote down one by one.

After sending the doctor away, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Lu Quan walked over and opened the door. There was a young boy standing outside. He was not wearing a mask at this time, and his handsome face was completely exposed.

There was a flash of surprise in the young boy's eyes. He raised his hand to show the QR code on the screen of his mobile phone, blinked at him and said, "Can you add me as a friend?"

Originally, he just wanted to get close to the rich and powerful, but now it's different. It's nice to have a good sleep.

When he is not in front of Liang Zhixia, Lu Quan is always too lazy to talk. He raised his eyelids and curled his thin lips coldly: "I'm not interested in what others have slept with."

Before coming, he had investigated the background information of everyone, and the boy in front of him was very dirty.

The young boy frowned and was about to speak when the door slammed shut in front of him.

Liang Zhixia, who had just changed her clothes, came out of the bedroom and asked in confusion, "Who is outside?"

But she saw Lu Quan looking at him with a wronged expression, and his low voice also contained a strong sense of grievance.

"Just now a very dirty person said he wanted to sleep with me."