mistaken for disaster

The Audi is parked on the third floor.

It was inconvenient to take the elevator with someone in his arms. Lu Feizhou walked down the safe stairs accompanied by Bowen staff. He looked down at Ning Yue's flushed face, like rouge painted on egg whites. He must have had a good time. It was all loose, and a few messy strands of hair stick out.

Lu Feizhou hugged him tightly and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Ning Yue buried him hard in his chest without making a sound.

After finding the parking space, the waiter had asked the attendant to take the key out of his pocket before. Lu Feizhou unlocked it, opened the door, and put Ning Yue into the passenger seat.

He asked again: "Stupid, do you know who I am?"

Ning Yue barely opened a slit of his eyes, and muttered, "Brother."

Lu Feizhou laughed dumbfounded, gave him a hand that fastened his seat belt, and asked in disbelief, "What do you call me?"

Ning Yue was dizzy and innocent, and said obediently: "...Brother."

Thinking that he would never hear the call again, Lu Feizhou was about to burst into joy, so he kissed him between the eyebrows when he was not prepared, and said with a low smile, "That's so good."

On the return journey, take the elevated road, and the journey is smooth.

Ning Yue was paralyzed in the seat and felt uncomfortable. He took off the coat that Lu Feizhou had put on him while moving around. There was no pillow in his arms, so he couldn't sleep well even if he was extremely sleepy.

Ning Yue groaned irritably.

Lu Feizhou freed his hand to hold him, rubbed it, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm...want...want..."

"Well, what do you want?"

"To hold..."

To hug the pillow.

But Lu Feizhou didn't know that he was so happy, excited, and excited that he wanted to vent his joy by honking his horn. He clenched his palms, rubbed them hard, and promised, "I'll hug you when I get home!"

Someone honked the horn for him, one after another, beeping non-stop, and a large area ahead suddenly slowed down and changed lanes.

Ning Yue was woken up.

He looked out of the window with extremely confused eyes, and one after another red taillights hit his eyes: "...?"

Was there a car accident?No wonder I feel dizzy and my hands hurt.

Ning Yue froze with his hand, but couldn't do it anymore. Looking down, the other hand was holding him firmly. Looking up his wrist, he saw a handsome smiling face.

Ning Yue opened his lips slightly, and let out a single syllable: "...ah?"

Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Lu Feizhou leaned over and put on his slipped coat again, and he said cheerfully, "Are you sober?"

Not yet, not only did he not wake up, but he must still be having a spring and autumn dream while intoxicated.

Ning Yue closed his eyes again, and murmured, "Short for...Chunmeng..."

The traffic is creeping like a caterpillar, the lights outside the window are flickering, the horn is constantly honking, and the inside of the car seems to be a mysterious place, ambiguous and lingering. In an unknown corner, a pair of hands are close to each other, greedily greedy for the warmth of this palm.

Lu Feizhou breathed lightly in the silence, he touched Ning Yue's peaceful sleeping face with his eyes, the excitement gradually receded, and there was a dense pain and tenderness in his heart.

I am very sad today, the saddest day since I joined the company.

I am today... so there is no worst, only more, I am even sadder than the day above, so disappointed and annoying.

You still haven't praised me.I successfully completed the task this time, I bet myself, I bet you will praise me.

Does hard work pay off?How hard should it be?How long will it take?Anyway, I'm going to work harder!

Tired, powerless, and unmotivated.

Cigarettes are so hard to smoke, I can't learn anything, waste.

……

The handwriting appeared in his mind, and Lu Feizhou matched them with an annoyed or self-deprecating tone, imagining how much grievance and disappointment Ning Yue must have felt when he wrote them.

Lu Feizhou was also extremely disappointed in himself.

"Praise you."

He whispered softly: "You are so obedient when you are drunk, it is worthy of praise."

It was early morning when we returned to Shanhaiguan, and the convenience store in the community was closed. Lu Feizhou drove the car to the supermarket where he bought the charger last time.

He unbuckled his seat belt: "I'm going to buy milk, I'll be back soon."

Ning Yue didn't move.

Lu Feizhou got out of the car, and only half-closed the car door, fearing that the door would be too loud to scare Ning Yue, but he didn't know that there was a pair of half-drunk and half-awake eyes glued to his back, watching him walk into the small supermarket.

Ning Yue nestled in a daze, staring all the way, and finally at this moment he was sure that he was not in a dream.

Covered by the suit, he rubbed his palms on his thighs and clenched them into fists again. The dull pain of nails sinking into the flesh made his heart beat wildly, which was more painful than drinking eight bottles of beer.

He struggled to think with his chaotic brain, and finally exclaimed out of breath: "...God!"

Standing in front of the freezer, Lu Feizhou was experiencing a brutal struggle in his heart.

Sweet Milk has already taken two bottles, and the beer on the other side of the shelf seduces him, ah, really, I really want to fill him with two more bottles!

But I couldn't bear it.

Lu Feizhou loosened his tie and went all out, picked up a bottle of Snowflakes and went to the cashier, then let Ning Yue choose by himself, if he chooses milk, then wait for him to finish drinking and get into bed, if he chooses beer, then don't blame him Robbery while drunk.

Lu Feizhou returned to the car with the bag, and when he opened the door, he met Ning Yue's sleepy eyes, as if he was more drunk than before.

"wake up?"

Ning Yue didn't hum or say anything, he covered his mouth in the collar of his suit, pouted.

Lu Feizhou laughed: "Thirsty?"

As he said that, he took out the milk and asked the clerk to bite it. The temperature was just right, and he seemed to forget about "choice of milk and beer". Sober up."

Ning Yue didn't appreciate it, and buried his nose in his suit.

He didn't know what he was awkward about, was he angry, or wronged?In the past, you were superior and ignored me, but now I am pursued by you who have changed your appearance. What do you want, rent free? Is it possible?

Why? !

Do I fall so easily?

Ning Yue looked at the street scene backwards, his nose turned sour, and when the car drove into the underground parking lot, he confessed in despair: Yes, it is so easy to fall, and the heartbeat is so uncontrollable.

Hopeless.

Like what was written on the back of a notebook a long time ago: I'm done!I... oh my god!Is there any help for me?

When Lu Feizhou was so bad, he could love it like crazy, let alone when he is so good now.

There is no help.

Reverse the car into the garage, stop firmly, and the surroundings are as quiet as a vacuum.

Ning Yue suppressed a slight cry and asked in a low voice, "Is this... your car?"

"Ah."

"Then... what about the bicycle?"

"In the trunk."

Ning Yue looked at Lu Feizhou with a pair of red and wet eyes: "It depends on you riding."

Lu Feizhou agreed to him.

The view of mountains and seas in the middle of the night has the magnificence of the silence of mountains and seas. Towering and heavy buildings stand under the starry sky. Looking up, it seems that you can reach out to pick up the stars from the top corner.

Lu Feizhou stepped onto the car seat and invited Ning Yue: "Sit up."

Ning Yue grabbed Lu Feizhou's arm crookedly, unable to stand still, and grabbed it very hard. The other hand unconsciously caught Lu Feizhou's waist, grabbed the shirt and held it tightly, and then turned away. Open your legs, point your feet, lift your buttocks, and successfully sit down.

This big bar probably once carried the old man's daughter-in-law, the old man's sons and grandchildren, not only the cushions were sewn, but also the treads were installed on both sides of the wheel axle.

Ning Yue sat quite comfortably. He hugged Lu Feizhou's waist tightly. He was wearing a suit that was several sizes too big. He smelled like Lu Feizhou everywhere.

He took a deep breath and said vaguely, "Drive!"

Lu Feizhou was laughed at by him, took off his tie and tied his wrists around his waist several times, and there was no possibility of them loosening.

Ning Yue sensed something was wrong, and said, "Oh!"

"In case you fall." Lu Feizhou took a look at his masterpiece, it was beautiful, and he was very satisfied, and he would definitely tie it again in the future, he predicted, "It's about to move."

Ning Yue pressed against his back, her face puffed up: "Yeah!"

If the person on duty in the security room looks up at the surveillance camera, he can see a man wearing only a white shirt riding an old black [-] slowly in the deserted garden on a cool night in late spring Turning around in circles, it must be coaxing a child, isn't there still one sitting in the back seat of the car?

Lu Feizhou smiled and sighed, "Is it fun?"

Milk and beer are hanging on the handlebars, making a clinking sound.

Ning Yue responded in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

He babbled again inarticulately: "The old man who gave me the car, he said...what did he say...?"

Lu Feizhou smiled sullenly: "Well, don't worry, think slowly."

"He said... to live comfortably, no matter what others are like, anyway... I want to be comfortable."

Ning Yue closed his eyes, and involuntarily recalled the days of cohabitation in his mind. Drunkenness gave vent to his distress, and he confessed: "I, I endured so much, I'm uncomfortable...I'm the landlord! But I...but Why am I acting like a thief..."

Lu Feizhou freed his hand to cover the two clenched fists: "What are you holding back?"

"Hold it... no, I won't bump into you, and I won't... talk to you..."

There was a scorching heat on the back of the vest, and the drunken face was gradually wetted to a small area, blown by the wind, which made people worryingly cold.

Lu Feizhou sighed silently, feeling more and more that he was a jerk.

"I bought a lot of books. After you left, I bought a lot of books on how to speak and how to communicate with others. I also went to see a psychologist and enrolled in several training courses." Lu Feizhou smiled slightly, " There should be some changes."

Ning Yue reacted slowly, and waited for a while before muttering: "...Yes."

"In the beginning, I felt that the person who wrote the book was absurd and hypocritical, as if he had nothing to do. After giving up for a while, he was still stubborn. I didn't do anything wrong. It's because your mental capacity is too poor."

"I grew up with a strict family education and was scolded and beaten. Later, I opened my mind. In junior high school, my grades improved by leaps and bounds. I haven't encountered any setbacks since then. Taking care of you as an apprentice is the biggest problem so far. But I didn't expect , I don’t care about compliments, I thought you only needed to be sternly preached.”

Ning Yue cried even harder, he couldn't bear this self-righteousness, he raised his face and scolded him when he couldn't move his hand, even if he scolded him, he couldn't get famous, no amount of bastards would be enough for him to vent his outrageous grievance.

Lu Feizhou stopped the car on one leg, and hurriedly loosened his tie, fearing that his slender wrists would be strangled, but before he turned around to comfort him, Ning Yue was in a hurry to jump out of the car, and then lost Balance, and fell on the ground with all four feet in the air.

The picture is a bit funny.

Wearing an ill-fitting suit and sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, even tears all over his face can't make this scene any better.

Lu Feizhou threw the car aside, bent down and picked up Princess Ning Yue, just next to the wooden chairs in the promenade, a good place for flowers before the moon and under the moon.

Lu Feizhou couldn't laugh or cry while hugging someone, Ning Yue was in charge of crying, and he was in charge of laughing: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"You're going to move out tomorrow...you have to move..." Ning Yue hiccupped in embarrassment, "You go away!"

Lu Feizhou played a rogue: "Don't think about it."

"You, you now... you immediately give me the key!"

Lu Feizhou played a hooligan, kissed him between the eyebrows: "Dream."

The arrogant arrogance was extinguished by this kiss into harmless wisps of soot. He stared at Lu Feizhou with teary eyes and stopped scolding. I."

Lu Feizhou said "um" and said, "Here you are."

After finishing speaking, he stroked his face that was flushed and messed up from crying, and sucked the kiss on his trembling lips.