The rich and noble son is lurking by his side [Rebirth]

——Are you Zhen Lang?

——Have you been lying to me all this time?

——Where did you get my Zhen Luo...

The boy prepared a lot of words to question this person, but at this moment, looking at the extremely familiar face in front of him, his mouth was full of bitterness.His back twitched uncontrollably, and he was shocked that his emotions were out of control.

He was tangled and in pain, thinking about the question for seven days. At this moment, he couldn't ask those words at all. He knew that once he opened his mouth, all he would reveal would be a weak trill and a weeping interrogation. Ugly.

He is still unwilling to show weakness in front of his "Zhen Luo", let alone in front of a powerful and dangerous man who is likely to be deceiving him all along.Lu Keyu simply couldn't bear to expose his vulnerable side to this person.

He thought about it for seven days, couldn't sleep every night, thought of countless possibilities, and even imagined that Zhen Luo could give him a perfect explanation, saying that Secretary He only occasionally did things for her, and he just habitually called her Mr. Zhen, but the other one he couldn't face In the right direction, all doubts have been explained.

There is no such person as Zhen Luo in this world. Zhen Luo is just an illusion. The person he loves deeply has never existed...

And that man took away his first kiss the first time he saw him, and he was still kissing him the second time, which caused his stress reaction twice, so he quietly left the stage, appeared in a different identity, and got Lost his trust, pushed him against the wall every day and plundered wildly...

However, he was tempted, and secretly vowed to give her the best everything in the world, even if she had everything and didn't need anything...

Lu Keyu stared blankly at the person who was close to Chi Chi, with picturesque eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips painted with his favorite lip color... so real and vivid, obviously no different from the strong and sunny Zhen Luo in memory... …

The vision began to become blurred, the boy trembled his eyelashes slightly, stepped back and looked away, another tear lost his balance due to the trembling, fell from the eye socket, across the cheek, disappeared, and then more The tears completely broke away from the master's will, bursting out of the eyes like a dike.

It wasn't until this moment that Lu Keyu realized that he was crying, and was frightened by his own tears. The boy was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly raised his hand, wiped his chin wet with tears with the back of his hand, and subconsciously turned to the man in a panic. Take a look.

In the foggy field of vision, the man still stood still in the posture of being pressed against the wall by himself, as if he was also frightened by his own situation, with a look of astonishment and shock on his face.

He lost his father when he was young, and when his mother left, he asked him to take good care of his younger brother. The boy has been suppressed and tolerant. He has never exposed his whole heart and emotions to others like this moment. He ran out of the corner where he avoided people.

How could Zhen Lang let his boy run away like this.As soon as Lu Keyu ran to the middle hall of the teaching building, he heard the sound of galloping footsteps behind him. The man was running very fast, and the sound of footsteps almost resounded throughout the corridor.

In the second class in the morning, a large army of students rushed into the teaching hall, and the crowd kindly gave way to provide the best conditions and venue for the official CP who staged a husband-chasing drama early in the morning.

Zhen Lang caught up with Lu Keyu in a few steps, grabbed his arm, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

The boy struggled a few times at first, but the man was so strong that he couldn't break free at all. The embrace was firm and gentle, and a wave of heat came up, carrying the familiar and pleasant smell of cedar on the man's body. Comfort: "Coco, I was wrong."

"Coco, don't be angry, okay?"

"Ke Ke, stop crying."

The boy was like a wounded little animal, being comforted by soft voices, he gradually calmed down.

The smell of this person makes people feel at ease and nostalgic. It is obviously the smell of "Zhen Luo", and the smell has not changed, but the person he loves so much can never come back, nothing can go back... …

A few suppressed sobs came out of his arms, Zhen Lang frowned deeply, and endured waves of heart cramps, feeling as if his heart was being crumpled and rounded by this boy, and it was about to shatter into slag. , the shoulder socket was scorching hot, and he knew without looking what the cold and forbearing young man in his family was like at the moment. After experiencing the shock just now, Zhen Lang had already vaguely guessed what happened at this moment.

Zhen Lang half-closed his eyes, his eyes became gentle and affectionate, inserted one hand into the black hair on the back of the boy's head, stroked it lightly, and put his hand around the boy's back, patted the boy's thin back one after another, tilted his head and said softly Consolation: "Ke Ke be good - I was wrong - don't cry, don't be sad..."

His apology acquiesced to the truth of the matter from the side, leaving no room for Lu Keyu's last fantasy, and overwhelming despair pervaded the air.For the first time in his life, his "Zhen Luo" really won't come back, and this person is still speaking in Zhen Luo's voice...

Zhen Lang patted his back, rubbed his head, and coaxed him for a long time, but the heat and humidity in his shoulders showed no signs of diminishing.The heat burned directly into his heart through the skin surface, Zhen Lang's eye circles were red, he raised his head and opened his eyes wide, trying to force back the tears in his eyes.

His child was crying, and he couldn't cry with him. He also had the dignity of being someone else's boyfriend.

When he looked up, Zhen Lang was surprised to find that the corridors on the upper and lower floors of the teaching hall were full of spectators. Everyone was happily watching the live of their resentful couple. Some people gave him the fighting sign, and some gave him He applauded silently, and all he had to do was pull up a banner to cheer for him.

Zhen Lang raised his head and sighed deeply, his heart was extremely broken, his arms around Lu Keyu were tightened again, and he secretly prayed that his boy would never choose this time to break free, he must never let go, and he must never let his little Leo prince know about him current situation.

If Ke Ke knew that the dignity he cared about had fallen to the ground and shattered to the ground, it would be a second injury to the boy. Zhen Lang deeply felt that his Leo boy friend couldn't bear this grievance at all.

The two of them maintained this posture and stood for a long time until the teaching bell rang, and until the crowd of onlookers dispersed, and the middle hall of the teaching hall returned to an empty and quiet place.Zhen Langcai finally comforted the exhausted boy crying in his arms, and pulled him out of the gate.

Near the end of the last few theoretical classes, the female lecturer stood on the podium and glanced at the audience, and found that the third class of software was missing two conspicuous and good-looking souls, and she couldn't help jokingly asking: "Huh? Why didn't any of the gods and couples come to class for me today?"

A boy responded: "Report to the teacher, they are going to practice the Jade Heart Sutra."

Another boy joked: "Report to the teacher, they said that they will only be good friends with Da Diao in the future, and will not play with us mortals."

A burst of naughty laughter relieved the tense atmosphere near the end of the term. After the classroom quieted down, a girl whispered the truth: "Teacher, there is something wrong with them today. One is crying, the other is coaxing, and maybe they haven't coaxed yet." good……"

The female lecturer pushed the frame of the glasses, the small eyes behind the lenses gleamed with gossip, and she said in a long voice, "Oh——? Isn't that boy super gentle with his girlfriend? Why is he so ignorant of compassion?"

The female lecturer who had eaten this pair of dog food in the East Cafeteria was so impressed with them that she couldn't believe it.

The atmosphere in the classroom became subtle and awkward. After a long silence, another girl explained in a low voice: "That... teacher, it's not the situation you said, it's... just the opposite..."

"On the contrary? What's the situation?" The female lecturer was ignited to gossip.

The girl explained nazily: "It's...the boy is crying, the girl is coaxing...depending on the situation, it's still...the kind that can't be coaxed well..."

This girl passed by the middle hall before class, and saw her class Lu Xiaocao twitching her back, being held in Zhen Luo's arms, and Zhen Luo kept saying "I'm sorry", she felt so distressed.At that time, I really wanted to ask Miss Zhen, who was airborne halfway, if she was okay?The school grass is usually so kind to her, but she still wants to do it and make the school grass cry. If she can't do it, can she let go of the school grass and replace her?

Hearing this kind of answer, the female lecturer looked at the audience in disbelief, and got a collective nod from the students in response.

The female lecturer was stunned for a few seconds, the corners of her lips twitched, and she finally concluded: "Girls, don't rely on your boyfriend's petting, you can do whatever you want, take a look, take a look, it's fun to die for a while, let's go after your husband's crematorium .”

The few girls in the third class looked at the female lecturer pitifully, crying in their hearts: "Teacher, I hurt my heart—we don't spoil our blue friend so much!"Ahhh! ! !Can we crowdfund a beating for Zhen Luo? ? ?

Zhen Lang led the boy from his family who cried until he was dizzy all the way to the little nest that belonged to them alone - the piano room in the west of Mochen Lake.

When he walked into the piano room, Zhen Lang found that no one had been here for a while, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the piano and the floor. This also showed from the side that his little prince really knew something, so he didn't I would like to return to a place full of sweet memories of the two of you.

The guess in his heart was further verified, Zhen Lang sighed quietly, first cleared out a clean place for Lu Keyu to sit, then opened the window for ventilation, and briefly cleaned the room.

While Zhen Lang was busy, the boy leaned on his knees with his arms and bowed his head deeply. After crying, he had a severe headache and his head was buzzing. He hardly cried in his 20-year-old life, only twice in his memory. The experience of crying uncontrollably, after discovering the similarities between the two experiences, the boy's spine trembled suddenly.

He still didn't know how to face the person in front of him, curled up his body into a small ball as if trying to escape, and Etu turned his back with his back arched and lay down on his side facing the sofa.

Zhen Lang tidied up the piano room briefly, and asked in a low voice, "Ke Ke, are you asleep?"

There was silence on the other side.

Zhen Lang's eyes dimmed, his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked cautiously, "Well... can I sit beside you?"

After a long time, until Zhen Lang had given up on this extravagant hope, he replied with a low "hmm".

Compared with the strong resistance he imagined, the boy's reaction was obviously much milder, which aroused a faint hope in Zhen Lang's heart, and he walked towards that person devoutly but apprehensively.

Feeling the sofa around his waist sinking, Lu Keyu knew that Zhen Lang was sitting next to him, and the magnetic voice came from behind, and the man slowly opened his lips: "Ke Ke, you are tired, lie down and rest for a while. Let me tell you something story……"

"Once upon a time, there was an angel who flew down from heaven to the world. He wanted to travel around the world with his own wings and see the four seasons in the world. When he flew across the Atlantic Ocean, he happened to see the mermaid prince swimming on the sea. He only glanced at it. , he can no longer fly. The beauty of the world has lost its attraction to him, he just wants to be with his mermaid prince and never be separated..."

The boy shrank his shoulders. Until this moment, he still thought in a daze, this tone, this way of speaking, this kind of pride that makes people want to hit him even when he is talking seriously, this speaker, It's his Zhen Luo.Only Zhen Luo would brazenly compare herself to an angel...

The boy became confused again, curling up subconsciously.

Zhen Lang got up and covered him with a thin coral fleece blanket, and continued to confess affectionately: "In order to stay with the mermaid prince, he saw off his wings and sewed a lifelike fishtail on his leg, pretending to be a mermaid prince. of the same kind..."

The boy frowned from an angle that Zhen Lang couldn't see. He felt that the person who spoke was not an angel at all, but a demon who tempted him.

"They are very happy together. His Royal Highness dotes on him very much. He leaves all the delicious food for him to eat, and only smiles at him. He also..." Zhen Lang found himself a little choked up, calmed down, and then said, "He also loves His Royal Highness who loves him very much. He loves him with his life. In the whole world, he only loves him. Even if he is allowed to wear a fake tail forever and pretend to be a fish forever, as long as he can stay by his side, he will... ...willingly..."

The boy's thin shoulders trembled violently, tears welled up again and slipped quietly, he thought in his heart: Yes, he is the devil!

Zhen Lang's magnetic and melodious voice was still ringing slowly: "But one day, the mermaid prince discovered the truth. He is not a fish, he is a fake. He has been pretending all the time. His Royal Highness is very sad and feels that he has been cheated." I couldn't accept this fact for a while, and then..."

Zhen Lang's voice stopped here, followed by a long sigh. After a while, Lu Keyu didn't wait for the continuation of the story. He also wanted to know what happened afterwards, whether the mermaid prince in the story could accept him, couldn't help but He asked in a low voice, "And then?"

The boy felt that the sofa with the sunken waist bounced back to its original position, the room was silent, and the atmosphere was a bit subtle. He subconsciously turned around to look, and saw Zhen Lang kneeling on one knee, with his right hand lightly resting on his bent knee, a pair of Looking at him with deep eyes, he looked very much like a knight in the Middle Ages. He heard Zhen Lang say piously and solemnly: "The rest of the story depends on the meaning of His Royal Highness..."