Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

"Dad, Daddy."

As soon as Zhou Zhimeng pressed the on button, he saw Zhou Huaisheng's face. Zhou Huaisheng should have just come out of the kitchen. The background behind him changed from a cabinet to a floor-to-ceiling window next to the sofa. He sat on the sofa and smiled at Zhou Zhimeng, "roll What is Juan doing? Have you returned to the dormitory?"

"I didn't do anything..." Zhou Zhimeng was so guilty that his voice was pitifully low.

Zhou Huaisheng didn't notice Zhou Zhimeng's strangeness at first, and said to him: "When is the holiday? Just a few days later, Dad will go on a business trip to the capital. Then I will go to accompany you and go home with you."

Zhou Zhimeng swallowed, and his hands were shaking from nervousness. He knew that he was disheveled, his hair was disheveled, his face was flushed, and there was probably an unhealed hickey on his neck.

Little bastard!

Lu Qifan lazily leaned against the bed, took the glass with his hand, and took a sip of water. Zhou Zhimeng signaled him not to make a sound with his eyes. After a while, Zhou Zhimeng became even more flustered.

Zhou Huaisheng went on to say: "Little Daddy doesn't know if he's free, I'll ask him when he comes back."

"Has little dad come home yet? Why are you so busy at work?"

"There is an entertainment, I should be back soon."

"Oh, Dad, would you like to cook some supper? My little dad doesn't even eat for dinner parties. You must be hungry when you come back. You can cook some noodle soup. Dad, I recently found that the tomato sour noodle soup is delicious. It's at night—"

"Juanjuan, aren't you in the dormitory now?" Zhou Huaisheng interrupted Zhou Zhimeng.

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned.

"Where are you? What is this place?"

Zhou Zhimeng looked back, and there was nothing behind him, but the milk coffee-colored bedside soft bag was glowing under the light, Zhou Huaisheng couldn't see it, Zhou Zhimeng's brain was working fast, trying to find a reasonable explanation , but he has never lied in front of Zhou Huaisheng and Lin Zhiyi, he dare not lie.

"hotel?"

Zhou Zhimeng stopped breathing and shook his head violently.

"Tell the truth to Dad."

"In, in Xiaoqi's house, Xiaoqi bought a small apartment next to my school."

"Apartment? When did you buy it?"

"I bought it before, and today is the first day to live in it."

The more Zhou Zhimeng talked, the lower his voice became, and he was almost buried under the quilt in the end.

Lu Qifan took the phone, "Uncle, it's me."

"You were still in the college entrance examination in the morning, and you went to the capital in the afternoon?" Zhou Huaisheng was obviously angry, his tone was completely out of the usual gentleness, he didn't even want to see Lu Qifan's face, and directly changed the video call into a voice call .

"Have I ever told you that I asked you to take a good look at Juanjuan? Why do you mess around a few times? It's not that uncle forbids you to be together, it's because you are still young, do you understand? Especially you, a talented person is so bold and impulsive Acting, how do you let me feel at ease to hand over Juanjuan to you?"

Lu Qifan didn't dare to refute.

He knew how important Juanjuan was in Zhou Huaisheng's heart, and he was the child he cared about most. He hadn't seen Zhou Huaisheng say a serious word to Zhou Zhimeng for so many years.

"Uncle, it's my fault."

"You don't even know what uncle cares about. The two of you are together, love and get married, and uncle agrees, but you are still in the examination room in the morning and go to Juanjuan in the afternoon. You don't notify your parents, and you don't know when I bought a house, and went to Germany to participate in a car race without saying a word. I am only a little older, and I dare to develop with Juanjuan. Qifan, uncle tells you the truth, uncle has always been worried about handing Juanjuan to you you."

Seeing Lu Qifan's desolation, Zhou Zhimeng quickly crawled over, hugged Lu Qifan's shoulders, moved to the receiver of the mobile phone, and begged, "Dad, don't scold Xiao Qi."

Zhou Huaisheng paused for a moment, his anger still lingering: "Juanjuan, don't think that Dad won't teach you a lesson."

"But Xiao Qi did nothing wrong, and I like Xiao Qi, there is no need between me and Xiao Qi who protects or takes care of whom, Dad, don't be too harsh on Xiao Qi."

Lu Qifan turned his head and looked at Zhou Zhimeng, Zhou Zhimeng still hugged him, let him rest his head on his chest, then reached out to cover Lu Qifan's ears, for fear that Lu Qifan would hear Zhou Huaisheng's criticism again.

"He's so immature."

"But he is talented. He still needs time to grow up. Compared with many of his peers, Xiaoqi is already very mature. He has been working hard for his promises and is also responsible for his own decisions."

"It's fine for you to see him now, what about in the future?"

"It's better in the future, Dad, you know in your heart that Xiaoqi is not a bad boy."

"You've grown up, and you're eloquent, so you can already live with people outside without telling Dad, right?"

"I didn't." Zhou Zhimeng said aggrievedly.

Zhou Huaisheng hung up the phone.

Zhou Zhimeng's tears fell down with a patter and dripped on Lu Qifan's shoulders. Only then did Lu Qifan realize the seriousness of the problem. He turned around and hugged Zhou Zhimeng, rubbing his hair, "I'm sorry, Curly , made you sad, I'll go and explain to my uncle."

Zhou Zhimeng sobbed and shook his head, "It's useless for you to explain. My father and I have never done this before. I don't understand why he said such harsh words to you."

"He is dissatisfied with me because he loves you. No matter how good I am, even if I have no shortcomings, he will not be satisfied, because in his heart, no one can love you more than him."

"My dad was really nice to me."

"I know, I see it all."

Zhou Zhimeng wiped his tears and said: "When I was very young, he worked very hard to earn money for my asthma medicine. He was reluctant to eat and buy clothes. It was all for me."

Lu Qifan took out a tissue to help Zhou Zhimeng wipe away his tears.

"For me and my little dad, he can give up everything, and there are only three of us in my dad's world." Zhou Zhimeng asked Lu Qifan with tears in his eyes, "Does my behavior hurt my dad very much?" Heart?"

"It's my fault." Lu Qifan said.

"I don't want to do this, but I can't watch you being scolded."

Lu Qifan hugged Zhou Zhimeng in his arms, Zhou Zhimeng's sobbing at the beginning slowly turned into crying, and finally tears gushed out, Lu Qifan leaned on the bedside, pulled the quilt onto Zhou Zhimeng's body, and gently Gently patted Zhou Zhimeng on the back.

He was going to send a message to Zhong Ye to ask Zhong Ye to mediate.

Knowing that the crying was over, Zhou turned over.

Lu Qifan hugged him from behind, "I know what Uncle Zhou is most dissatisfied with me is that he thinks I'm unsteady and doesn't care about what I do, Jujuan, don't worry, I will definitely get rid of this problem in the future."

It took a long time for Zhou Zhimeng to shake his head, "How can you be so steady?"

"But I hope your father will be satisfied." Lu Qifan kissed Zhou Zhimeng's back of the neck, then held Zhou Zhimeng's hand, and said in his ear: "Jujuan, I never told you about mine. Planning, isn't it? I know that you have always mistrusted me because of the racing, so I will take this opportunity to tell you my thoughts, okay?"

"Ah."

"Because I'm always afraid of letting you see my failure, so I dare not tell you before the matter is over, but I think, telling you in advance, at least you can stop worrying about me, I think so, After the score comes down, I will apply for a major in finance or economics."

"what?"

"I will take over some of my dad's jobs in the future, because I want to make money to support the team. I want to watch the Storm become a world-class team. I also want to win more awards and let more people know about motorsports."

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned, "Is that so."

"Yes, this is the second most important wish in my heart."

"What about the first?"

"To be with you, to marry and have children, to grow old hand in hand like our parents."

Zhou Zhimeng smiled through tears, "You are so annoying."

"This is a request from my dad. He said that as long as I can stay in the company after graduation, he will give me a chance to perform."

"Xiao Qi, in my heart, you have always been great."

"I did do a lot of irrelevant things in the past. Your father is worried about me. I can understand. I will satisfy him in the future."

"Ah."

Zhou Zhimeng turned over again, got into Lu Qifan's arms, rested his head on Lu Qifan's arm, the two embraced each other, Lu Qifan turned off the light, stroked Zhou Zhimeng's soft hair, and said, "It's very late. Already, go to sleep."

But in the early hours of the morning, Zhou Zhimeng was still rustling like a little mouse, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Lu Qifan turned on the desk lamp, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhimeng's eyes were red, and he buried his face in Lu Qifan's chest without saying a word.

Lu Qifan took out his phone, and a few minutes later, he fished out Zhou Zhimeng, rubbed his face, and said, "Do you want to go home?"

Zhou Zhi's blindfolded eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again.

"If you want to go back, you can go back. The two planes only add up to a few hours."

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned, Lu Qifan held up the phone screen in front of him, and said with a smile: "Leave in two hours, arrive at seven tomorrow morning."

Zhou Zhimeng sat up suddenly, Lu Qifan also stood up, leaned lazily on the pillow, and smiled at him.

Zhou Zhimeng rushed forward to kiss him, "Xiaoqi!"

He helped Zhou Zhimeng make a decision and made up his mind.

Lu Qifan put his arms around his butt, "Kiss again."

Zhou Zhimeng kissed Lu Qifan's lips without hesitation, and even opened his mouth to let Lu Qifan bully him.

Lu Qifan turned over and pressed him down, took the opportunity to kiss Zhou Zhimeng for a long time, kissed Zhou Zhimeng out of breath, coquettishly shouted to stop, then picked him up and packed his things with him.

They drove to the airport and boarded the plane.

Zhou Zhimeng held Lu Qifan's hand, and asked him on the covered bridge: "Xiao Qi, do you feel disappointed? You bought an apartment specially and asked someone to decorate so much."

"How can you spoil the fun? You even cooked a meal for me."

"I--"

"Just think about it," Lu Qifan sat down, leaned over and bit Zhou Zhimeng's ear, and said, "Jujuan, you will come to that apartment often in the future. We still have many, many opportunities to get along."

He said "get along" very ambiguously.

Zhou Zhimeng grabbed him angrily, "You're like this again."

Lu Qifan was still smiling, Zhou Zhimeng couldn't hold back his gaze, and turned his head to look out of the dark window.

When the sky was bright again, the plane had already arrived at Wangcheng Airport, Lu Qifan woke up Zhou Zhimeng, and then accompanied him to the car home.

When Zhou Zhimeng got out of the car, he rushed into the yard. He opened the door and bumped into Zhou Huaisheng who was about to come out to water the flowers. Zhou Huaisheng was stunned when he saw him, and Zhou Zhimeng held back his tears.

He didn't know how to deal with this scene, he couldn't control his emotions at this moment, he remembered how Zhou Huaisheng took good care of him when he was very young, how he sacrificed himself to love him.

He will always be a child in front of Zhou Huaisheng.

He threw himself into Zhou Huaisheng's arms, choked up and said, "I'm sorry, Dad."

Zhou Huaisheng came to his senses, put down the things in his hands, hugged him, and said apologetically, "Juanjuan is the most obedient."