Chapter 142 Xixi's Red Envelope

At night, on the way home.

Ying Chanxi pointed to a specialty store on the street and asked Li Luo, "This should be the store where you bought the Polaroid camera, right?"

"correct."

"Then I'll go take a look."

"Ah?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, "What are you going to see?"

"I use up my photo paper a little too quickly." Ying Chanxi said a little embarrassedly, "I think it's safer to have more."

After hearing this, Li Luo stopped caring and just said, "Then I'll go back and make supper. You should come back early."

"I'll just stay with Xixi." said Xu Youyu on the side.

So Li Luo went home first, and Xu Youyu accompanied Ying Chanxi into the store.

While Ying Chanxi was pretending to ask about buying photo paper, she glanced at Xu Youyu who was casually looking at the exhibits on the counter, took out her Polaroid camera, and asked the waiter something.

A few minutes later, the two came out of the store and rushed back home.

"Xixi, how did you feel when Li Luo performed solo this afternoon?" Xu Youyu asked with a smile, "Are you moved to have someone sing just for you?"

"Well, that's about it..." Ying Chanxi said in a low voice, "It's still quite a surprise."

"Just a surprise? I thought you would be moved to tears."

"It's not that easy to cry."

The two of them were chatting, and Xu Youyu took the opportunity to pick up some materials.

After all, in her opinion, Li Luo is a perfect material library, and it seems that this guy can do any pretentious plot.

Unfortunately, the protagonist of the book I wrote is not a campus character, so some of the materials cannot be 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 absent-minded.

After Li Luo finished making supper and the three of them finished eating, Li Luo said, "You ran 1500 meters today. After eating, you should take a shower and go to bed early and have a good rest."

"Oh." Ying Chanxi nodded.

Xu Youyu, who was standing by, also took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes, allowing Ying Chanxi to go take a shower directly.

After taking a shower, Ying Chanxi wrapped his wet hair with a towel and went back to his bedroom. After a while, he 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 his head to look at Ying Chanxi who pushed the door in, then stood up naturally, gave his seat to her, and went to get the hair dryer.

"Li Luo." Ying Chanxi said with his eyes closed while sitting on the chair and enjoying the blow-drying service from Li Luo.

"Well, what happened?"

"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 a little worried."

"What's so serious?" Li Luo said with a smile, "Just tell me directly."

"Before I say anything, can you please accept this first?" Ying Chanxi suddenly took out a red envelope from his pajama pocket and handed it to Li Luo behind him.

"What's this for?" Li Luo looked confused. He took her red envelope and squeezed it. Then he opened it and took a look. He found a stack of red banknotes inside. The amount was at least one thousand yuan. "No...you want to support me?"

"What are you talking about!" Ying Chanxi had already prepared a speech in mind, but Li Luo's words completely disrupted his rhythm. He immediately stomped his feet with a blushing face.

The snow-white bare feet stepped on the floor, and the soles of the feet, still stained with water, immediately left water marks on the wooden board.

"Then why did you give me money?" Li Luo was speechless, "And you said you weren't coveting my beauty?"

"Get lost!" Ying Chanxi pouted and sulked, "What are you thinking about? This is outrageous!"

"Alright, alright." Li Luo stuffed the red envelope back into Ying Chanxi's pajamas pocket and said, "I just saw that you were speaking too seriously, so I just wanted to lighten the atmosphere. Go on, what were you going to say?"

"That's right, that's right..." Being interrupted by him, Ying Chanxi's emotions, which had been brewing with great difficulty, were suddenly cut off. For a moment, he didn't know where to start. "Where was I just now?"

"You said you were just a little worried and asked me not to think too much about it." Li Luo reminded him, "So you can tell me now, right? What's so serious?"

"Oh...it's the Polaroid camera you gave me." Ying Chanxi said helplessly, "Didn't I go to their store in the evening and ask about it." "Well, what did you ask?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows, as if he realized something.

"I asked about the price." Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo unhappily, "The model you bought for me costs 1,600 yuan."

"Moreover, the clerk said that the photo paper that comes with the camera is only the one in the box, and there is no mention of 100 extra sheets."

"Just this kind of photo paper, if you buy 10 sheets at a time, it will cost you 100 or yuan. If you buy sheets, it will cost at least or yuan."

"All together, the money you'll give me for the camera will be at least two thousand yuan."

"Where did you get so much money?"

After listening to Ying Chanxi's words, Li Luo understood what she meant.

This was a slight oversight on his part.

I just went downstairs for a morning run, and on the way I remembered that Ying Chanxi was still angry about something. I happened to see such a store on the street, so I bought something there, thinking that it would help Ying Chanxi calm down.

After all, his monthly income was over ten thousand yuan, so Li Luo could easily afford a gift worth 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 casually give gifts worth thousands of dollars to each other.

Even someone with a well-off family like Ying Chanxi would not casually choose such expensive gifts to give to others.

After all, whether you can afford it is one thing, and whether the other party can afford it is another, both 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 your hard work and for thinking so much about me."

"What are you talking about..." Ying Chanxi felt the warm touch on his head and was somewhat greedy for the tenderness. He muttered softly but had no intention of resisting.

"But don't worry too much." Li Luo said, "Do you remember the graduation banquet last summer?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"Didn't I receive a lot of red envelopes that time?" Li Luo said, "My mother only took half of it, and gave me the rest as pocket money, plus the 1,500 yuan my mother gave me at the beginning of summer vacation, and the money I got from my uncle when I sold belts at the school gate."

"When you calculate it this way, it's actually quite a lot. It's not as difficult as you think."

"It's just buying 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 what you said true?"

"That's for sure."

"Did you ask your uncle and aunt for money to buy the camera?"

"Definitely not." Li Luo shook his head and said, "My family still has a mortgage to pay. I still have money in my hand, so there is no way I would ask my parents for money."

"Oh, so that's it..." Ying Chanxi's heart, which had been hanging in the air, now settled down steadily.

But when she thought about the 1500 yuan gift from Li Luo, she still took out the red envelope from her pocket and said, "There's yuan in it."

"I've seen the Polaroid cameras in that store. The cheapest one is over 500 yuan."

"How about you just accept this red envelope and treat it as if you bought me a five-hundred-dollar Polaroid camera? Is that okay?"

Li Luo looked at Ying Chanxi and immediately laughed, tapping her on the head: "You are really stupid."

"Ah...why did you hit me..." Ying Chanxi covered his head and glared at him.

"It's better to do less of this kind of thing in the future. It's too sad. But..." As he said this, Li Luo took the red envelope from Ying Chanxi's hand, took out a 100-yuan bill from it, and put it into his trouser pocket.

Then he put the red envelope back into Ying Chanxi's pocket, holding the hundred-dollar bill in his hand, and said with a smile, "Forget the red envelope, but you can still take this 100-yuan tip. Just consider it as a reward for giving you free blow-drying in the past few months."

Since Li Luo said so, Ying Chanxi did not insist any more.

After all, if he had not asked his uncles and aunts for money to buy the camera, but had used Li Luo's own saved pocket money, at least Ying Chanxi would still be very happy and would not have had too many worries.

At worst, I can just swipe his meal card more often when he eats out at school.

Ying Chanxi thought so in his mind and no longer insisted on giving the red envelope to Li Luo.

However, looking at the hundred-yuan bill in Li Luo's hand, Ying Chanxi thought for a moment, then took out another hundred-yuan bill from the red envelope, stuffed it into Li Luo's hand, raised his feet to the edge of the bed, and said with a smile:

"Then I'll give you another 100 yuan tip. Can you massage my shoulders and legs?"

(End of this chapter)