I should have known that you were a jerk!

In fact, Jiang Hang's hearing is still very good.This time, Mr. Prodigal Zilu probably took into account that the newly bought mobile phone has not been in his hand for twelve hours, and he did not hold it completely warm, so he did not throw the mobile phone on the wall, but gently threw it on the soft mattress Up—so hard that the phone bounced around and around on the bed before stopping.

However, no matter how strong the strength is, the soft mattress can still protect the safety of the mobile phone well.

"Damn it all day and night..." Lu Zechuan murmured something in a low voice with a frozen face.

"Ding dong" the doorbell rang again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Swipe hard to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, he took a second to put away his indifferent expression.

A boy in white casual clothes stood in front of the door, staring at the carpet with his head down. From Lu Zechuan's perspective, he could see the boy's drooping eyelashes and delicate bridge of nose.He held an umbrella in one hand, and a bowl of noodles and a bottle of Coke in the other. A little rainwater splashed on his body, and he was a little embarrassed, but the plastic bag that wrapped the noodles was still clean, and there was no rainwater at all.

"A big bowl of egg noodles, ten yuan." Seeing that Lu Zechuan opened the door, he lifted the hand holding the noodles and Coke, and smiled shyly at Lu Zechuan, his fair face was frowned. With a slight blush, "And your Coke, four yuan. It's fourteen in total, here." He handed the noodles and Coke to Lu Zechuan, with a few gleams of light in his black eyes, which seemed to be an expression of expectation.

"Why did you come early today? It's only five o'clock now." Lu Zechuan reached out to take it, took out 15 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the young man's hand, as if the cold emotion towards Jiang Hang just now was an illusion, he showed a With a gentle smile, he even asked a thoughtful question, "Is it cold?"

The boy shook his head: "It's not cold, I came early because I won't work after today, grandma said I should study hard." He still smiled shyly, then he glanced at the money in his hand, and looked at The person in front of him said, "You gave me an extra piece."

"It's tolls, it's normal." Lu Zechuan said foolishly, then tilted his head and smiled, "Come in and sit for a while, hurry up."

"No, it will stain the floor." The boy shook his head and took a step back subconsciously, "I won't go in."

"No, come in quickly."

"No! It won't look good if it gets dirty." The boy stubbornly shook his head, lowered his head and twisted his thin white fingers for a while, then suddenly remembered something, turned around and was about to walk away, but was caught by Lu Zechuan. Hold on.

He didn't look back, but said in a weak, somewhat cold voice: "I should go back."

Trying to hold back the anger in his heart called killing this brat, Lu Zechuan slumped his shoulders helplessly, and tried his best to soften his voice: "Uh... can you come in?"

"..."

Lu Zechuan looked at the boy who was a head shorter than himself in front of him, and felt that he could understand Jiang Hang's feelings towards him - he was so stubborn that he didn't listen to what he said, but he couldn't scold him and beat him, otherwise this It felt like the guy would run away when he was finally coaxed to get closer—waving his hand to get rid of the thoughts in his head, he shook his head helplessly, and squeezed the boy's sleeve with a little force, and he forcibly pulled the boy down into his apartment .

"I told him—he doesn't want to come in!" The boy suddenly raised his head to look at him, his bright black eyes widened, making his face even smaller.

"If you don't come in, I won't eat this bowl of noodles!" Lu Zechuan frowned the moment he heard the word "he", then he subconsciously classified the word "he" as an illusion, then raised his volume, and used an extremely naive sentence Stopped the boy from going out.

Unable to restrain the corners of his lips and smiled, he took a step forward and gently closed the door, then pulled the young man inside: "Chat with me for a while, I'm not in a good mood, okay?"

The boy didn't speak, but stopped abruptly.

Why is it so difficult to coax a child! ! !

Lu Zechuan resisted his urge to roar, and immediately turned his head to look at the boy behind him, only to find that the boy just rubbed his shoes on the stall next to the door.

Noticing his gaze, the soft and cute boy looked up at Lu Zechuan: "What's wrong?"

"..."

It's nothing, I just think you are my uncle's own uncle.

Lu Zechuan kept a blank face and said nothing.

Hehe, Lu Zechuan, do you know that Jiang Hang had this thought countless times when facing you.

"Sit on the sofa and chat with me, I'm bored to death now." He said so, then pulled the boy to sit on the sofa, untied the plastic bag, and ate noodles.The boy sat next to him, sitting upright on the sofa in a standard good student posture, staring at Zechuan's side face without blinking.

He didn't speak, just watched quietly, his obedient posture couldn't be more obedient.

...It's just that the words "soft and cute" are written on the face.

Lu Zechuan felt that the sight was too fucking hot, so he took 5 minutes to wipe out the noodles.Wiping his mouth, he threw the napkin into the trash can, and turned his head to look at the little boy beside him helplessly: "Why do you keep staring at me? Why don't you turn on the TV."

"You look good."

"...better than the TV?"

The boy blinked twice and nodded without hesitation: "It's better than a TV."

... Poor boy, do you know that your words are just for picking up girls!Um!

"Pfft!" Lu Zechuan couldn't help laughing, his body trembled with the laughter, and then he slowly shrank back, and finally shrank to a corner of the sofa, covered his mouth with one hand, and lowered his voice with a blushing face Laugh hard.

Help, this kid is too cute! ! !

"...?" The boy looked at him, tilting his head suspiciously.

Did he say something funny?

Lu Zechuan read such a sentence from that fair face. He coughed twice, then simply curled up on the sofa, turned on the TV, and asked the people beside him, "What do you like to watch?"

The soft and cute boy stared at him without saying a word.

Lu Zechuan’s face was still flushed—from the smile just now—there was a bit of water vapor in his eyes, which looked foggy—oh, it was also from the smile just now—the beautiful peach eyes narrowed slightly, high The corners of the red lips under the bridge of the nose were raised, and a rare gentle smile appeared on the delicate face.

What the effect will be, you can imagine for yourself.

"What do you like to watch? Huh?" Lu Zechuan asked again without noticing it.

The boy was stunned for a long time before replying slowly: "... Whatever you want."

"Well, I'll do whatever I want, and don't tell me if I don't like watching it." Lu Zechuan casually changed the TV channel, shrank to the sofa with his arms around his legs, moved his body, and looked at the boy beside the sofa, " You just said that you won't come to work after today?"

The boy also turned his head and smiled shyly: "Yes."

"Ah, that's it..." Lu Zechuan rubbed his head, suddenly leaned over, and stretched out his hands to pull the boy's face to the sides, "Then stay with me a little longer today, huh?" Well, it feels so good .Smiling and pinching the boy's cheek, he consciously silenced the second half of the sentence and just smiled.

The boy's hand on his lap moved, as if he wanted to lift it up to do something, but in the end he blushed and said with wet eyes, "Mmm, it's going around." [Okay]

Lu Zechuan withdrew his hand with a smile, and began chatting with the boy casually.

The boy is thirteen this year, in the third year of junior high school, and has skipped several grades. Lu Zechuan has no idea what his name is.It is said that his family background is not very good, even considered poor. Oh, I heard that he is a very good student, so the tuition fees are all waived.

As for the job in the noodle shop, the owner of the noodle shop ignores the age consent purely because he sees the children as pitiful and cute. Generally, children only ask him to deliver some takeaway jobs that are very close.Lu Zechuan also met him through food delivery. He once tried hard to ask the child to call him brother, but of course he failed. Although the child looks soft and cute, he is actually very stubborn in his bones and doesn't like to be called others.

From the strange request called brother, you can understand such a thing——

——Lu Zechuan, he is a strange Shuli who is under control.

At this moment, Wei Shuli Lu Zechuan was putting on the appearance of a gentle big brother, smiling and chatting with the boy, and reaching out his hand to pinch the boy's fair cheek from time to time.

In the middle of the chat, the boy suddenly poked his head over and asked him, "Brother, what's in your hand?"

Lu Zechuan raised his arm subconsciously, and then saw two strings of numbers written on his wrist with a black oil pen - Fu Zhifeng's phone number and Penguin number - he put down his hand, smiled and said: "It's for pretending to be cool." .”

"Really..." The boy rolled his eyes, and finally smiled obediently, "It's so beautiful."

Then there was another ravage.

When the boy finally walked away, his cheeks were red—he was pinched.

Woohoo, it feels so good.

Playing with his fingers contentedly, Lu Zechuan smiled and collapsed on the sofa, squinting his eyes with a cheerful look.

【I came early because I won’t be working after today】

Suddenly a pleasant voice sounded in his ears, Lu Zechuan's eyes that were still smiling just now darkened, and turned into a look of regret: "I won't be able to see you in the future..." He said so , he moved his body, leaning his head against the far left end of the sofa, dragging the back of his head with one hand, keeping his thumb and index finger intertwined with one hand, his slender legs stretched out from the far right end of the sofa, overlapping each other, The protruding part swayed slightly—well, the standard Lu Zechuan-style gesture.

"It's a pity." He said in a tone that could not be heard at all.

Those black eyes stared blankly at the chandelier in the center of the ceiling which consisted of five flower-shaped lamps. The shape of the shrunken chandelier was reflected in the depth of the pupils. The shadow of the white chandelier was very conspicuous in the black eyes.Blinking in discomfort, Lu Zechuan frowned and turned over, closed his eyes and did not make any other movements, quietly maintaining the posture of lying on his side.

until falling asleep.

The TV was always on, the exaggerated laughter of the host mixed with the applause of the audience, and all kinds of colors mixed together, but his breathing gradually calmed down, but his frowning showed that he didn't sleep well.

Because I dreamed of some long-lost scenes.

【Zechuan, she's here to pick me up, we're getting engaged.Are you coming to our wedding? 】

roll.

[Sure enough, you won't come... I won't force you anymore, take good care of yourself.goodbye. 】

Never see you again.

[Remember to call me. 】

You won't pick up even if you call.

[Don't be so direct!How could I not answer the phone!Anyway, it's your mother. 】

How about before?

[...I didn't answer the phone before because...uh...sorry...]

……cut.

[Laugh and show me, maybe I won’t see you again after this time. 】

If you can’t laugh, you’d better go away.

【…】

[Your mother was in a plane crash, sorry. 】

"Jie your sister's Ai Laozi and—" Lu Zechuan suddenly sat up from the sofa, he opened his mouth with red eyes and was about to shout something loudly, but the cold room with only one piece of furniture in his vision let him go The child became dazed and overwhelmed.

"What...a dream...fuck..." Tears with warmth slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes expressionlessly, then stood up unconsciously, drooping his head, Dragging his dull body, he was about to walk into the bedroom.

But the moment he stood up, the color TV screen playing music made him instantly realize how early it was - it wasn't even seven o'clock in the morning.

He closed his eyes, his face remained expressionless.Turning around slowly, he turned off the TV, and walked to the wall near the door of the apartment. Lu Zechuan reached out and turned off the chandelier that had been on all night with a "click".The white light went out immediately, and the living room, which was still bright just now, suddenly went dark, and it was a gray area, only the sunlight from the window could reveal a bit of warmth.

"Well...it's sunny..." He raised his eyes and glanced at the curtains in a calm manner, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom expressionlessly.

Of course, Lu Zechuan is not going to go to sleep anymore—there are two things that are annoying about nightmares. One is that it brings all kinds of negative emotions. You will wake up, and those emotions will be entangled in your chest for a long time and will not dissipate. The second is——

It will take away all your drowsiness.

Well, and he's slept enough, there's no need to sleep any more.

...although the sleep quality is horribly poor.

Throwing his body onto the bed, he felt the soft bed tremble a few times due to his own strength. Lu Zechuan exhaled a foul breath, slowly turned his body over, and changed to a side-lying position, with his black eyes open. After shaking around for a while, it finally stopped on the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room.

His face was clearly reflected in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

With a sound of "Chi!", he looked at his face inside and laughed mockingly.

Because the face in the mirror really looks like a mental illness - blue and black eye circles, bloodshot eyes, pale cheeks, pink lips - everything looks like he has suffered from insomnia for more than ten years, In other words, he has been mentally ill for more than ten years.

"Fool... tsk..." He couldn't help but clicked his tongue, then curved his lips into a bitter smile, then covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and whispered some meaningless syllables with his lips.

That nightmare reminded him of the woman who provided his eggs, the woman who had been with him for a short time and then died on the plane called happiness.

He thought of the woman's appearance, of the woman's character, of the woman's shortcomings, of the woman's habits, of the same excuses that the woman used to know her lover, of her beautiful and gentle lover, of that woman The woman came back crying and told about their breakup, remembering the woman laughing and saying that they were going to get engaged, remembering the woman's death...

All in all, everything he knew about the woman.

Then in a second, he buried these things deep in his mind again and put them in an irrelevant position.

When he opened his eyes again, he squinted uncomfortably from the bright room.

The sky had already brightened before he knew it.

The harsh and scorching sun shone into the room from the glass window that he hadn't drawn the curtains, bringing a stuffy atmosphere.He propped himself up, arched his body lazily, and squinted his eyes to look out the window.

There is only a golden sun hanging in the sky outside the window, there is no white cloud, and there is no dark one. Yesterday's cloudy sky seems to be just a dream that people imagine, but today is the day when the sun is swaying its heat unscrupulously. reality.

"Ah! What a fucking thorn!" He frowned and looked away.

He grabbed it casually, and then touched a rectangular object. Lu Zechuan rubbed his face sleepily, slowly brought the phone in front of him, stretched out his fingers to unlock it, and then saw some text messages and messages sent by Jiang Hang. Two phone calls.

"... Tsk, this person is so annoying." He whispered, and then read the text messages again with those unemotional eyes, and swiped the screen with his slender index finger. He was about to make a phone call In the past, the phone buzzed.

Jiang Hang called.

This thought immediately flashed through his mind, and then Lu Zechuan twitched the corners of his lips, clicked connect, and then clicked hands-free.

"Come on, what are you calling here for?" He said so unceremoniously as soon as the call was connected.

And that voice told Jiang Hang without hesitation that he was not in a good mood at the moment.

"What happened yesterday," Jiang Hang's voice on the other end was very gentle, the voice of a big brother that Lu Zechuan often heard, "Are you still angry?"

angry?No, of course not.

The dream had somehow woken him up, and he didn't feel very angry now—and maybe those two people he went to the wedding or something died?

But if he said directly that he was not angry, Jiang Hang would not believe it.

Yes, he is the kind of guy who thinks too much about women.

He slapped his cousin hard in his heart, Lu Zechuan blinked his eyes twice, and said in a very special tone with a wooden face: "Guess?"

Jiang Hang on the other end chuckled a few times: "I guess you're not angry anymore."

Look, this sissy person really has to beat around the bush in order to believe that he is not angry!

Lu Zechuan curled his lips, then stared at the front and continued to speak in Tebi's particularly unbeatable tone: "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone, I just want to know if you're angry or not." Who would have thought that Jiang Hang was more straightforward than him, "Since you're not angry, I'll hang up, please."

"beep--------"

Lu Zechuan: "…………………………………… Fuck Jiang Hang, you don't have a hole in your head, do you!"

"Fuck!" Rubbing his hair angrily, Lu Zechuan stood up all of a sudden, threw the white mobile phone that hadn't been warmed in his hand vigorously aside, and then with a dark face, he started to work with ease. He undresses and rushes to the bathroom.

...Very well, you don't draw the curtains.

The author has something to say: hhhhhhh what happened in the first half of the chapter? How did you become that little cute shou in Qiongyao Theater? Did you go to the wrong set? I laughed silly!

...something I was hoping someone would say that but probably not ==.

snort!Anyway, no one loves me(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻