Mr Gingerbread

The case of armed murder was quickly settled.

There was surveillance in the underground parking lot, and there was a purposeful wounding. After the man was sent to the hospital to save his life, he was detained by the police again. After a brief interrogation, he said everything.

The man's name was Lu Wei, and he was Lu Ming's former college classmate, and he was still in the same dormitory.

It's just that he is different from Lu Ming, a professor of the Academy of Fine Arts. His life turned a corner and took another path when he graduated from university.His family background is average, but he didn't want to go back to his hometown and stay in the small city for the rest of his life, so he stayed in the capital and continued to struggle. At first, he also painted, but no matter whether he participated in the competition or immersed himself in painting, he didn't make any achievements.

Later, there were some accidents at home, and he owed some debts. He also lost his final source of income, so he had to go out to work to support himself.I went to the gallery to do sales before, but I couldn't do it soon, I offended the client, and I damaged a famous painting because of my own mistakes, and I lost a lot of money.In order to survive, he can only take on and do all kinds of jobs, earning a lot of money to fill those holes.

After a few years of numbness like this, he has basically succumbed to life, but when Xu Tu set up the exhibition, the foreman who took him received the job.

He saw Sun Boxian in the exhibition hall, but the teacher who had taught them a few times did not recognize him—Sun Boxian had only attended a few public classes, and he was familiar with students of this major, so how could others remember him.

But Lu Wei remembered him. He wore a hat to cover his face. He didn't want the teacher to see him in this mess.

One is a well-dressed scholar and professor, a well-known overseas painter, the other is a framer invited by a gallery, and the other is a handyman. Their identities are very different, and Lu Wei himself did not go forward to shout The courage of the teacher.

While he was working, Lu Ming came to visit suddenly, and Sun Boxian immediately turned around to discuss various art exhibition matters with Lu Ming, and repeatedly said that he would ask Lu Ming to help when he held the exhibition by himself.

Lu Wei had been looking at Sun Boxian greedily, but when he saw Lu Ming, he became jealous.

The relationship between Sun Boxian and Lu Ming is still so good, just like in college, Professor Sun can't remember the names of most of the students, but he can always smile and call out "Lu Ming" in the crowd... After so many years, Lu Minghe didn't change much in front of him, and he was still surrounded by everyone.

Lu Wei listened to their conversation there, and a sentence fell clearly in his ears.

"Lu Ming, it's too much of a talent for you to do chores for Xu Tu, why don't you be a model for me instead of drawing people, let me draw your hands anyway."

"Many people have already switched to other careers, and there are too few who can stay and persist until now."

"Some people can't stand loneliness, can't bear hardships, and use their talented hands to do other things. You can still paint for many years, concentrate on painting, take good care of your hands, I will do it for you..."

"No, your business will always come first to me, and it won't take a few days, it's okay."

……

Lu Wei fixed his eyes on Lu Ming, his former college roommate, with twisted and crazy eyes.

He followed Lu Ming for a while, but he was very cautious, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

If it wasn't for Han Qiaoyu who suddenly appeared behind him, he would have succeeded, only a little short of it.

Lu Wei still had bruises on his face, one eye was swollen, and his arm was bandaged. He just sat there looking lifelessly at the policeman who was questioning him and taking notes.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I have no accomplices, I did it alone."

He looked at the front flatly, as if he was not looking at anything, moved the corner of his mouth and said: "Motivation? There is no motivation, not everyone's hands can be protected so well, holding a pen every day, as long as you are happy. "He looked down at his hands, the broken wrists had no strength, and his hands were rough and cracked with thick calluses, and his fingertips trembled slightly when he lifted them up. "Not for everyone...no."

The matter got a little big, and the Academy of Fine Arts heard about it. Dean Sun even came to visit Lu Ming in person and gave him a few days off.

At first, Lu Ming and Han Qiaoyu were afraid of worrying the elders in the family, so they didn't tell Mr. Han them. In the end, Mr. Han found out. Mr. Han is a person who loves painting, so he naturally knows how important a pair of hands is to a painter. Half-Life is almost there.He was worried about Lu Ming, so he asked Han Qiaoyu to take him to the hospital for two days and did a comprehensive inspection before releasing him.

When Lu Ming was in the hospital, he didn't know where the news leaked out. A few newspaper reporters came to interview him, but he was stopped by the assistant outside the door after they came, and they politely invited them out for a cup of tea. After talking for a while, no one came to bother me rashly.

Lu Ming didn't know about this, he was left in the hospital, rested in the ward for two days, and basically recovered.

When he first learned that the perpetrator was Lu Wei, Lu Ming still couldn't believe it, and then he started to be afraid for a while.

If it wasn't for Han Qiaoyu not letting his guard down all the time, if they weren't talking on the phone that day, I'm afraid his right hand would be useless.

Lu Ming's matter was a bit big. Although it was not mentioned in the newspaper, there was a small discussion on the Internet. There was no secret between universities, and Fang Jingyao's ears were quickly spread.

Fang Jingyao made a special phone call to ask. Lu Ming didn't want his family to know that the matter had been resolved and there was no need for the whole family to worry, so he coaxed him, "It's nothing, I didn't go to school these days because I caught a cold. .”

Fang Jingyao was dubious, and said: "Uncle, is what you said true, how about I go and see you?"

Lu Ming said: "Forget it, didn't you go home? Running back and forth, it's not enough trouble." He heard that Fang Jingyao and his friends had a bad fight before, and he went back to his hometown with his drawing board on his shoulders, so he didn't ask about it carefully. It was rare for Fang Jingyao to call by himself, so he asked by the way: "What's the matter with your previous studio? I saw the works you selected and sent. It's the same as last year. Isn't it still your cooperation?"

Fang Jingyao said vaguely: "There was a little conflict. Anyway, I also work at home... Uncle, I want you to be a judge again this year?"

Lu Ming said: "Yes, Dean Sun is busy with the tasks assigned by the Painting and Calligraphy Association, so let me go and have a look."

Fang Jingyao said, "Oh, that's good."

Lu Ming said: "What's the matter, tell me about your own problems, and you hesitate to ask anything, so let's not talk about your work, how is your own situation?" He remembered that he had taken two cards from Han Qiaoyu back then. The photo was given to his elder sister, and he asked, "Have you met a suitable friend yet?"

Fang Jingyao immediately complained: "Uncle, you don't know! My mother forced me to go on a blind date!"

Lu Ming suppressed a smile and asked him, "Oh? Did you go there? How does the blind date feel?"

Fang Jingyao said: "It's an eye-opener for me. I threw so many photos on the table, my eyes were dazzled, and then my mother didn't let me take a closer look. She took one and said to start with this. Ouch, uncle You don't know, for this blind date, my mother bought two sets of clothes, she is happier than me..."

Lu Ming couldn't help laughing, and said, "Have you bought clothes for you yet?"

Fang Jingyao said: "No, I got up late that day, and I wore ripped jeans. My mother took out a needle and thread and sewed up the hole for me on the spot! Uncle, can you believe it? How dare you speculate on everything!!" He talked there for a while, and suddenly asked sensitively: "Uncle, you didn't participate in this matter, did you?"

How could Lu Ming recognize it, and said, "Of course not."

Fang Jingyao believed it, and grumbled and felt aggrieved for a while, but it was just a symbolic resistance, and he praised the person he met: "That man is a doctor, half a head taller than me, We went out for dinner twice and he was very nice."

Speaking of eating, Lu Ming asked him again: "How many times have you called out to eat sweet and sour fish, tell me in advance when you come back next time, and I will ask someone to cook it for you."

Fang Jingyao was talking about asking that virtuous partner of his uncle's family to cook fish for him, but he just shouted twice. The partner of my uncle is very busy, and he has never met him before, and his uncle seems to often talk to that person. The quarrel made Fang Jingyao afraid to get close.He thought for a while, this time he really didn't have the nature of eating fish, and said mournfully, "Uncle, I don't want to eat fish anymore, you don't know, my blind date partner always orders fish every time he eats... You said he is Is it because he has a bad memory? People say that what he eats makes him healthy, so does he eat fish all the time to replenish his brain?"

Lu Ming perfunctory him: "Maybe I want to make up for you."

Fang Jingyao said: "People say that a nephew looks like an uncle, but you say that I am..."

Lu Ming: "Are you looking for a beating?"

Fang Jingyao immediately faltered, and begged for mercy: "Hey, I dare not, I dare not! I'm joking with you, uncle."

The little nephew made jokes, told Lu Ming a few more jokes, and finally hung up the phone with his uncle reluctantly.Lu Ming felt that it was as if he had a pet. Now that he is older, he still thinks his pet is the cutest, and he is willing to pet him and play with him.

When Han Qiaoyu came, Lu Ming was looking at the newly delivered pot of green radishes on the window sill, and saw him coming in and asked, "Did you get off work so early?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "As the boss, I have the privilege to leave early." He went over to give Lu Ming a hug and asked him, "What did you do this morning?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Xiao Bao called me and told me a joke."

Han Qiaoyu also smiled and said, "Then you really didn't love him for nothing."

Lu Ming said: "I don't like sweet and sour fish when I grow up, so I still want to eat it, but it's very difficult every time I want to eat fish." He shook his finger, "I can't eat it at home during this period of time. , such a little injury, you also give me a ban."

Han Qiaoyu kissed his finger and said, "Wait, I'll give you whatever you want."

Han Qiaoyu took good care of him. When Lu Ming was in the hospital, he stayed with him in the hospital.

The company is really busy, and when he had to go there in person, he stayed in the hospital to accompany Lu Ming for the last night, kissing him, and said: "I have something to do, I have to go to Yunnan for a few days, and I will let my assistant pick you up tomorrow." Go back, the dean has also asked for leave, you should rest more, calm down, don't rush to school."

Lu Ming nodded in agreement, lifted the corner of the quilt and let him come up, and the two fell asleep with their arms around each other.

Han Qiaoyu left the hospital early the next morning, and Lu Ming's examination results came out soon. After confirming that there was no problem, he was sent home by his assistant.

Han Qiaoyu went to a remote place, communication was not very convenient, and it was very busy there, and sometimes it took two or three days to simply chat for a while.

Lu Ming rested at home for a while, and his mood gradually calmed down. Once when he was changing clothes, he accidentally touched the amulet on his body. When he picked it up again, he found that the red string on it was broken. The amulet is a A wooden bead engraved with Sanskrit, it has no influence by itself.Lu Ming took it off and put it aside, thinking about what the old monk said, he felt that this time the bloody disaster had passed.

There was no news from Han Qiaoyu for a few days. Lu Ming is not clingy, but he also started to pay attention to things in Yunnan.

There is a lot of rain in this season, and the torrential rain is like a torrential rain. Once it falls, it seems to have pierced a hole in the sky. In some remote mountainous areas, landslides were caused by the heavy rain, and the rain was washed down with a large amount of sand and rocks. The small village encountered a mudslide, but fortunately the rescue was timely, and the report said that there were no casualties.

When Lu Ming saw the news, he was in the school cafeteria. He held up his chopsticks without blinking and forgot to eat.

The teacher next to him called him twice before he realized it, and then he ate the food in two or three mouthfuls. He didn't know what it was like in his mouth, and he felt a little panicked for no reason.

I don't know if it's because he watched such news during the day, but at night, Lu Ming was restless in his sleep.

He dreamed of a mudslide that was more dangerous than what he saw on TV during the day. The entire village and the road connecting to the outside world were washed by the torrent of mixed mud, sand and rocks, cutting off the connection. Some tall trees were also washed to the ground, and there were people He was calling for help, the lights of the convoy were flickering, and there was chaos, and the figure on the car was familiar but vague. He anxiously wanted to tell that person to run, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't say a word or make a sound...

"Han Qiaoyu!" Lu Ming opened his eyes from the bed and finally called out the name, but he also woke up from the dream.

He sat up, with his hands resting on his forehead, he felt a layer of cold sweat, and his heart was still beating so fast that it made people feel flustered.

He couldn't sleep, so he put on his clothes and got up to pour a glass of water, turned on his phone and looked at it, it was past three in the morning.If she called at this time because of a dream, it would definitely affect Han Qiaoyu's rest, but that dream was too real, and Lu Ming couldn't fall asleep, so he could only sit in the living room and wait for the time to pass, staring at the phone hesitantly.

At around five o'clock in the morning, the phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

After answering the call, the other party said, "Hey, Lu Ming, it's me."

Lu Ming stood up and asked nervously, "Han Qiaoyu?"

"It's me, don't talk, listen to me, I don't have much time." Han Qiaoyu's signal was intermittent, mixed with the sound of rain. He explained a lot of things, said a lot, and his tone was as flat as he used to talk to Lu Ming. The same, but finally told him: "You help me convey these words to my dad. If this family needs to find someone to take over, let the third child come back. The eldest brother can't hold it."

Han Qiaoyu said: "I didn't prepare before, and I didn't leave much cash for you. Your name was written on this house from the beginning when I bought it. The house book is in the safe, and there is also my equity transfer in it, all for you. ..."

Lu Ming clenched the phone tightly, his fingers turned white, and asked him in a trembling voice, "Han Qiaoyu, where are you?!"

When Han Qiaoyu was talking, the signal was even worse, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, so he hung up quickly.

Then there was a loss of contact for a few days.

Lu Ming went to Han's house, and Mr. Han took his eldest son Han Qiaoyang to Yunnan personally. Lu Ming wanted to follow, but was stopped by his eldest brother. The day is coming, you help me take care of my family, if the second child is here, I won't let you go to such a dangerous place."

Lu Ming could only stay in the capital with Song Jingqiu, calling his assistant every day to confirm the situation. Han Qiaoye returned to China soon. On the day he returned, good news came from Yunnan, saying that Han Qiaoyu had been found. Although he was injured, But sane and receiving treatment.

A big stone fell in Lu Ming's heart, and he sat on the sofa for a long time without being able to say a word. Song Jingqiu recited the Buddha happily, and cried for a while holding his youngest son.

Han Er encountered mudslides, heavy rain and landslides, and the convoy was abolished. At any rate, there was nothing wrong with the people, so they had to fish them all out.

He was quickly sent back to the capital for treatment. Except for a broken leg that needed to be recuperated for a while, there were only some minor abrasions. When he was sitting in the ward talking to people, his face was still the same as usual, with a calm expression , and there's nothing wrong with that.

Lu Ming stayed with him in the hospital for a while, and it was the first time he took a long vacation with the school because of a personal matter.

The two of them went to the hospital in the first half of the year. Han Qiaoyu had a serious leg injury and was hit with a steel plate. Lu Ming didn't dare to approach him. Sooner or later, he brought soup from Han's house to feed him. At night, Han Qiaoyu held his wrist and She didn't say to stay, but she didn't let him go, she just raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.

Lu Ming's heart softened, and he slept on the bed next to him for half a month, and there were many people who came to visit during the period. Han Qiaoyu didn't seem to hide anything this time, even if there were outsiders around, he still asked Lu Ming to feed him. Tang, Fangfo didn't hurt his leg, but his arm.

As soon as Lu Ming hesitated, he let out a "hiss" and yelled in pain, frowning as if it was real. After trying a few times, Lu Ming didn't believe him very much.But Song Jingqiu believed it. After going through such a big event, she felt as if Bai had picked up a son. Now the most distressed thing is not the third child. The mother's love has been transferred to Han Er. When Han Er pretends to be in pain , Song Jingqiu looked at Lu Ming eagerly, and whispered: "Little Lu, look at this, why don't you feed it again? The doctor said to eat more nutrients, and it will get better soon."

Lu Ming: "..."

Lu Ming held up the spoon and fed Han Qiaoyu again, who ate it obediently.

Song Jingqiu saw that Han Er had finished eating the tonic, so he packed up his things and left contentedly. Before leaving, he refused to let Lu Ming give it to him, and kept saying to him: "You stay with Qiao Yu, he suffered a lot over there. Scared, just like a child, you can't do without people, you can spend more time with him for auntie!"

Lu Ming was pushed back into the room, and Song Jingqiu even closed the door for them, giving the wounded a quiet recuperating environment.

Han Qiaoyu patted his side and called him, "Lu Ming, sit here."

Lu Ming didn't dare to sit next to him, so he sat on a chair beside him and looked at him: "Are you feeling better today?"

Han Qiaoyu touched his hand, Lu Ming pulled it back a little, and he followed. Finally, Lu Ming didn't bother to bother, and asked him, "What do you want again, young master?"

Han Qiaoyu thought for a while and said, "I don't feel well, please wipe it off for me."

Lu Ming believed it was true, and got up to get a towel, but just as he started to wipe, he was commanded all the way down by this lame hooligan. .

Lu Ming wanted to get rid of him, but he was concerned about his injury, so he didn't dare to move too much, he just gritted his teeth and said, "Quickly let go, this is a hospital!"

Han Qiaoyu kissed him and sighed, "I thought I would never see you again."

Lu Ming was silent for a while. As soon as his heart was touched, he felt that the man's movements did not stop at all, and he was still covering his hands. The touch spread to the tips of his ears, and his face turned red, angry. He bit his ear and said, "At least let me go and lock the door!"

……

Han Qiaoyu is in good health and is recovering very well. After he was discharged from the hospital, Lu Ming stayed by his side until he was able to land slowly and undergo rehabilitation. Then he let go of his heart.

Lu Ming watched him slowly drop his crutches and walk towards him, and suddenly said, "I'll take you home when your legs recover."

Han Qiaoyu nodded.

Lu Ming looked at him and said, "Go back to my house."

Han Qiaoyu was stunned for a moment, with surprise in his eyes, this time he laughed and nodded, "Okay."

Lu Ming looked at the man with a thin head of sweat. Even though he was injured, he still stood firm, standing upright, as if he would overcome any difficulties by his side.He took out two rings from his pocket, put one on himself first, then approached Han Qiaoyu, put one on Han Qiaoyu, hooked his neck and kissed him, and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Han, now I'm yours."

Han Qiaoyu was overjoyed and didn't know what to say. He looked at his fingers and then at Lu Ming, trying to hug Lu Ming and pick him up, but Lu Ming stopped him: "Don't move, who is in our family? It's up to you!"

Han Qiaoyu really didn't move. He rested his hands on Lu Ming's shoulders, nuzzled him, kissed him, and said, "Of course it's you."

Along the way for so many years, of course it is you.

The author has something to say: It's over~ Valentine's Day gifts, one by one!

Thank you all for these three months, I love you =3= Next is the sweet episode, I will try my best to write more, and spend the new year with everyone? (?>?)?

In the rest of the time, I will write "Daily Living Together of Male Gods", everyone can read this article, it is written super fast, and it will be finished at the end of the month!

The address of the new article will be posted after the Gingerbread episode is finished. It's either the youngest Han Qiaoye x Xiao Baimao, or an article reborn 80 years ago!