landing

The sun slanted westward, and the sky gradually darkened.

In the room with the faint sound of water, the familiar ringtone of the mobile phone cut through the long silence.

Song Jue was caught off guard and choked up tears.

Tears slid down his cheeks and sank into his collar. Lu Xian let go of his hand holding the back of his neck, "spit it out."

Song Jue coughed and shook his head.

The man clicked his tongue in annoyance, stood up, took out two tissues to tidy up, and went to the desk to answer the phone.

Nothing important, just everyday greetings from Fuling.

He answered a few words, rejected the other party's dinner invitation, and hung up the phone.

Lu Xian turned around and found that Song Jue was still kneeling on the spot.

He covered his mouth and coughed softly, as if he didn't want to disturb the man, but he still couldn't restrain his physical reaction, his unusually rosy lips opened and closed, and it took a while to smooth out his breath.

Seeing the man come back, he raised his head and asked softly, "Are you still doing it?"

Lu Xian's mood, which had just calmed down a bit, became chaotic again.

He moved his eyes away and stared out of the window, "Follow me to a place at night."

After many years, Song Jue's heart was faintly filled with uneasiness after stepping into "Brocade" again.

He has been back to China for a long time, and he is well aware of the service nature of "Brocade", there are all kinds of beauties and wines, but at this time, it is absolutely impossible for Lu Xian to come here for drinking.

Song Jue slowly clenched his fists. He wanted to test something out, but facing Lu Xian who hadn't said a word since leaving Lu's house, he could only keep silent and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, the light was ambiguous and strong, shining straight on his face, as if separated from the darkness outside, forming two worlds.

Song Jue squinted his eyes in discomfort, and in a flash, he saw the lobby manager walking out quickly, and warmly greeted him, "Young Master Lu, why are you here alone?"

Lu Xian glanced at him, and walked in without stopping, "The room on the sixth floor is still available?"

The manager followed him step by step, slightly behind him by a shoulder distance, and nodded quickly when he heard the words, "Of course, your room has been reserved, and Mr. Ruan also specifically explained it."

Lu Xian nodded lightly, "Find someone to come over."

Song Jue's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The meaning of this sentence is too rich, he couldn't identify which one Lu Xian was referring to, but his thoughts drifted uncontrollably to the worst possibility.

The young man froze on the spot, shouting loudly, "Uncle Lu..."

Lu Xian stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and glanced at Song Jue.

There happened to be a ray of dark red light coming from the dome, which made the young man's face extremely pale.

Lu Xian stroked the tiger's mouth, and saw Song Jue opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice was a little hoarse, "You... want someone, what are you doing?"

Lu Xian hooked the corner of his mouth and said casually, "Isn't this obvious?"

Song Jue's pupils shrank, and his face turned pale.

The blood in the whole body is almost frozen at this moment.

He shivered, bit the soft flesh around his lips, and managed to squeeze out a few words, but his words were incoherent and confused, "No, I, I can do it too, no need, don't go, don't want others..."

"What?" There was a slight mockery on the man's face, and he looked at Song Jue with a half-smile, "You didn't say that, can you learn everything?"

Song Jue looked at him dully, trying hard to turn his rusty brain.

The man said again, "But if you don't watch, how can you learn?"

With a bang, blood seemed to rush into the brain.

Lu Xian's words echoed repeatedly in his ears, causing huge echoes.

Song Jue opened his eyes wide, looking at the man in disbelief.

Did he hear wrong?

how can that be possible?How could Uncle Lu say such things to him?

He must have heard it wrong, yes, it must be...

The young man's confused eyes gradually became firmer.As if he had grasped the last ray of hope, he looked at Lu Xian earnestly, but there was pleading and panic in his eyes that he didn't realize, for fear that the man would utter another hurtful word.

But Lu Xian just smiled indifferently and walked into the room.

Song Jue clasped his arm with her hand, an uncontrollable anger flashed in her eyes, and it seemed to be full of desperate pain.

Lu Xian felt that in the next moment, he might be unable to bear it and rush out the door.

But in the end Song Jue just had red eyes, clenched his fists and let go, and smiled uglier than crying, "Uncle Lu, they are not clean."

interesting.

Lu Xian lowered his eyes.

He was about to say something, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

It was as if he had punched cotton, and the other party's unexpected reaction made him feel a little complicated.

The manager next to him who was about to exit heard this and said quickly, "You're worrying too much, it must be the first time for those who prepare for Young Master Lu, there can be no problems."

Lu Xian glanced at him, "Understood?"

Song Jue's thoughts were chaotic, and his mind was in a mess.

He tried to stay calm and seemed to want to find a reason.

But Lu Xian was impatient to pester her, he said calmly, "Song Jue, you have to remember your identity."

"It's up to you to say who I'm going to do with and where I'm going to do it."

These words were like a sharp dagger, piercing deeply into his chest, and his breathing was densely packed with burning pain.

Song Jue's eyes were red, and his pale fingertips twitched uncontrollably.

At this moment, the door of the suite was pushed open.

The boy in the white shirt poked his head in timidly.

The white and tender waist looked extraordinarily slender under the loose clothes. He opened a pair of round almond eyes and carefully glanced at Lu Xian.

Lu Xian said lightly, "Come in."

Song Jue turned his head, the anger in his chest seemed to have an outlet, and he said viciously, "Get lost!"

The boy was startled by his hateful eyes, and almost tripped himself with a stagger.

Neither of them cared.

Lu Xian pointed to the bedroom, "You go in first."

The boy looked at Song Jue in fear, then ran into the bedroom with his head down.

Lu Xian stood up, seeing Song Jue following him as if lost in spirit, he frowned, "It's the first time I miss you, so you don't need to read it."

He pointed to the sofa, "Sit here and listen."

Song Jue opened his mouth, but only felt the buzzing sound explode in his mind.

His eyes were dark, his body was trembling uncontrollably, he could hardly stand up, but he still grabbed Lu Xian's clothes, his knuckles turned white with force, "Don't, don't do this to me, Uncle Lu, I can't bear it!" live……"

He shook his head, tears kept rolling down his cheeks, "You hurt me, hurt me..."

Lu Xian's fingertips gently rubbed the corners of his reddened eyes.

"But Xiaojue," he sighed, his deep voice was tinged with pity, and seemed to be helpless, "I was originally such a person..."

The bedroom door was closed.

Song Jue stood in the darkness and fell into a long silence.

The author says:

Don't worry, don't sleep, don't be too nervous