The wealthy film king begged for a broken mirror to reunite

The beef that had been washed and blanched had been drained and put away. Lu Wei prepared a series of condiments such as pepper and fennel on the plate, and suddenly a fluffy head popped out from the side.

"Can we cook it in the pot now?" Yuansu opened his big eyes with a greedy look.

Don't blame him for being greedy. In fact, every dish Lu Wei bought is very suitable for his appetite. When he saw it just now, his eyes almost lit up.Although not such an expensive ingredient, it is his favorite home-cooked taste.

"Not yet," Lu Wei said with a smile, "The beef needs to be stir-fried first, and then it will not be boiled easily."

"Oh——" Yuansu responded with a prolonged voice, expressing that he had learned it, and then rolled up his sleeves happily and asked him, "Then what can I do to help?"

He is very different from Yan Qiu in this respect. In the play, Yan Qiu did all kinds of housework, especially cooking, in order to please his parents.But Yuansu himself is an untouchable young master. Although he likes food, he has never cooked.

"Brother Yuan, just wait and eat." Lu Wei pushed him lightly.

"I also want to learn a little from you, and I can do it by myself when I'm hungry." Yuansu felt underestimated by him, and pointed at himself unhappy, "Look, I even put on an apron. "

Lu Wei smiled softly, stretched his long arms around the young man's thin and powerful waist, pretended not to notice his instant stiffness, and whispered in his ear: "If you want to eat, I will make it for you."

Yuanju was stunned by the unexpected intimacy, his deep and sexy voice was like a few notes played by a cello beating in his ears and stimulating his sensitive auditory nerves, and the faint scent of pine and cypress lingered on the tip of his nose.So he just stood there in a daze until Lu Wei took off the apron from his fluffy hair.

It turned out that he was taking off his apron just now.

Only then did he suddenly realize, his face turned pink all of a sudden, he turned around and ran away, and went to the living room to play with the children.

Looking at the backs of one big and one small playing around, the smile on Lu Wei's mouth slowly withdrew.

His childhood was spent in an orphanage.

This private orphanage is very small, and the children's daily activities are crowded into a small three-story building.The donations received from all walks of life are also very limited every year, and it may not be possible to wait for a kind person to adopt a child in the hospital for several years.

There are only a few nurses in the hospital, and the oldest one is Grandma Zhang.Every time he was bullied by a child older than him, Grandma Zhang would hold him in her arms distressedly, give him a piece of candy, and then tell him that only kind children can eat candy.

Lu Weiyi has always believed in this sentence.

So he didn't fight or grab, and luck really came to him when he was eight years old.A wealthy couple came to the orphanage and wanted to adopt a healthy and beautiful boy, so they fell in love with him almost immediately.

That was the closest he was to the word parent.

The next morning, he put on the new clothes and shoes given to him by the couple, and happily ran to the yard, only to find that the woman who was holding his hand yesterday and talking to him softly was just disappointed. Glancing at him, he took another little boy's hand and prepared to leave.

And that little boy was not an orphan at all, but Grandma Zhang's grandson.

Since then, he has known that the result of kindness is to be bullied by others. It turns out that there is nothing that cannot be calculated.

The giggling of the child made Lu Wei withdraw from his thoughts, and he realized that within a short while, Yuan Su and Aunt Liu's son Ruirui had established quite a deep friendship.

The kid refused to be called uncle, and his elder brother was longer than his elder brother, and he followed Yuansu's buttocks like a little tail. Aunt Liu was delighted to see him, saying that he was not usually so warm to his own elder brother.

"Your rocking horse is so beautiful!" Yuan Su touched the horse's head made of wood. The edges were finely polished and smooth, but the whole shape looked a bit rough. Guessing that it was made by the adults in the family, he praised it specially said a word.

"It was made by my father." Little Rarity said very proudly, with a very cute voice.

"That guy in my family made this by himself," the woman mopping the floor next to him also said, "Other dolls like to play with rocking cars, but he doesn't like it. Let his father make him a rocking horse." , I was quite happy shaking, but I couldn’t sing.”

As Aunt Liu spoke, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.The kind of coin-operated rocking car in front of the supermarket, singing and shaking, many dolls play all afternoon.

Children of this age are about the same, so how can you really not like it? When they are playing, he quietly stands by and watches, but he is afraid of wasting money, so he just says he doesn't like it.

"Brother, my rocking horse can also sing." The kid immediately retorted unhappily with his chubby face and pouty lips.

Humming and humming, he climbed onto the rocking horse with two short legs: "I can sing a lot of songs! Press the switch and it will change."

"Really?" Yuan Su felt a little curious. After all, this Trojan horse looks unpretentious, and there seems to be no place to install any mechanism or hide electronic equipment.

So he saw Rarity sat down steadily, and then she grabbed the handle and sang while shaking: "Little rabbit, please open the door, open it quickly..."

"Change another song!" He shouted angrily, patted the horse's head vigorously with his little meaty hand, and then began to sing another song, with a tender and lovely voice.

Ganqing is such a person who can sing.

Yuansu was stunned, and then his eyes gradually softened.He squatted down in front of the child, then spread his hands upwards, and said, "Look, Rarity, there are ten switches here."

"Which one you press, there will be a different song." He moved his fingers, and the smile on his face was gentle and touching.

The kid's eyes were shining, and he immediately stretched out his hand and lightly touched the right index finger of the young man in front of him.

There is no accompaniment, no harmony, but such a melodious singing voice just opens his mouth.Yuanju's timbre is very unique, and his voice is very dreamy.Rarity shook and stopped, and Aunt Liu's mopping movement also slowed down. This kind of singing seemed to weave a beautiful world for everyone, making people want to stop unconsciously.

In fact, children just need to play songs, which can be easily done by any software on the mobile phone, and there are many music programs on TV.But Yuansu is willing to sing by himself, making him happy in the way of a child.

The mother and son were fascinated by what they heard. They didn't know how much work it would take to invite the person in front of them to perform, and tickets for the concert were even harder to find.

Yuansu was still singing a soothing tune, when suddenly his shoulders sank.Looking sideways, the handsome young man had a wanton smile on his face, his soft hair rubbed against his cheek, his tall body leaned on him, his big hand with well-defined bones passed his palm and then grabbed his little finger , kneading gently.

"Brother, I want to order a song too."

Is this... coquettish?

Yuan Su didn't know why his face was a little hot again, his eyes gradually bent, and the indulgent light in his eyes suddenly overflowed, he smiled softly and asked him: "Then what does little Lu Wei want to hear?"

"It's a shame to be a kid at this age!" Little Rarity winked desperately beside her, and stuck out her tongue at Lu Wei.

"Warm Home." Lu Wei's mouth moved slightly, revealing an almost ethereal smile.

"In a place where there is no wind and rain, someone can stop the pain, and the memory is not sentimental..."

The young man's lazy voice lingered in his ears through the air, and the warm smell spread along the lyrics. The children shook their heads following the melody, and stretched out their little fleshy hands to hold Yuansu's left hand.

Lu Wei stared fixedly at the two hands, one big and one small, swaying from side to side. A strange feeling made Lu Wei couldn't help but the color of his pupils deepened, and another thought came to his mind: If this person could appear earlier...

Then suddenly a white and slender hand appeared in front of him. The owner of the hand was looking at him with a smile, and said narrowly, "Does Lu Wei want to hold hands too?"

He was stunned.

Looking at Yuansu's beautiful side face, he silently told himself in his heart: No, it's not too late to show up now.