Morning Glory

The chubby figure of Fatty Zhang flashed in front of his eyes, interrupting Lei Zheng's thoughts. He watched Fatty Zhang take his seat, "Is there nothing urgent?"

"No, it's settled." Fatty Zhang took a sip of his tea, "It's a bit of a mess, I'm dry talking." Putting down the cup, "What were you thinking just now?"

"It's nothing."

"A standard fugue look."

"Ha, let's just wander off and wander, Mr. Zhang, you are educated!"

"Yes, yes, my stomach is full of ink." Fatty Zhang said and patted his round stomach.

"Ha, it's true, I keep calling you fat, and I almost forgot that there is an ink character in your name, Mo Di, hahaha when I was in school, many teachers called me Mo Zhai by name hahaha." Lei Zheng laughed.

"I knew you had to say this, let alone when you were in school. People often say that now. I recognized it later. Anyway, if you know it's me, you can get it." Fatty Zhang also laughed. He didn't care, "Go on to what I just said... where did I just say it?"

"I don't remember either. It's probably not important, or I won't forget."

Fatty Zhang slapped his forehead, "Zhao Hui's father! Right? Hahaha"

"I didn't know very clearly either. Judging from the size of his family, it should be a character."

"Have you ever been to his house?"

"I've been there!"

"I thought he was mysterious, and he definitely wouldn't let people go to his house."

"During the summer vacation of the second year of high school, everyone took turns copying homework. After I finished copying, I called him and asked if he wanted it. I could send it to him. He said come and get it, and said that I would go downstairs and wait for him in an hour, and then Went to his house."

Lei Zheng still remembered that he went downstairs after waiting for less than an hour. He was afraid that Zhao Hui would arrive first, so he looked around after going downstairs, but he didn't see Zhao Hui.Not far away, a parked black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove over, and Lei Zheng still clearly remembered the scene of his figure passing by the shiny car.

The car stopped, the driver opened the door and got out of the car, his voice was low, very low, polite and polite, "Excuse me, are you Lei Zheng?"

Lei Zheng nodded.

"Zhao Hui asked me to come and get things, and he said that you can come with me if you want."

Such a short sentence is like Zhao Hui's style.

When getting off the car, what caught his eye was a villa area, Lei Zheng knew that this villa area was the one closest to the city center, and it was very valuable.

When the car reached the door, it stopped slowly, and someone came out from the door.After Lei Zheng got out of the car, the car drove away, and the person who greeted him looked quite old, with gray hair, leading him across the yard and into the house, speaking politely, "Xiaohui said please Wait for him for a while, and you sit down for a while."

Lei Zheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. It was inappropriate to use "you" when talking to him at such an old age, but he didn't know how to refuse. The more polite the other party was, the more inexplicably oppressed he felt.

Just walked into the living room, before sitting down, Zhao Hui seemed to come out of the ground, and simply greeted Lei Zheng, "Are you here?" Without waiting for Lei Zheng to answer, he walked up to him with another person. After passing by, the man stopped at the door of the living room, "You have friends coming, I'm busy with you, don't send them off."

Zhao Hui said very respectfully: "Okay, goodbye, master." He bowed slightly, watched the man leave, and then turned to Lei Zheng, "Wait for me, I'm going to take a shower, what do you want to eat? Ask Uncle Liu what you want to drink." Said and walked away, when passing by Lei Zheng, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Hui wore a short-sleeved round-neck T-shirt, which was almost drenched in sweat. The clothes stuck to his body, making the muscle lines looming in front of his eyes, outlining a beautiful waistline. Lei Zheng kept his eyes glued to his waist , until he turned a corner and was out of sight, his throat tightened a few times unconsciously.

Sitting in the living room siblings for a while, Zhao Hui reappeared, still holding a knife in his hand, and had already changed into a dry T-shirt, completely concealing his attractive figure, although he was still slightly thinner and youthful compared to an adult man, But it was enough to make Lei Zheng never forget.

Zhao Hui stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "What the hell are you doing!"

Lei Zheng smiled, "I'm fascinated by your beauty!"

Zhao Hui was taken aback for a moment, probably Lei Zheng's answer was too unexpected, but he was just a little taken aback, and immediately raised his hand to drag Lei Zheng's chin, "Your beauty is also very good..."

"Pull you down!" Lei Zheng pulled his hand away, and put the homework in his hand on the coffee table, "This is the last summer homework in my life, copy it carefully, and I have to copy it for Fatty Zhang after copying it!"

"Okay, I'll find you after copying."

Lei Zheng asked curiously, "The man just now, did you call him Master?"

"Well, I'm officially apprenticed."

"Learn... martial arts?" Lei Zheng glanced at the knife in Zhao Hui's hand.

"Haha," Zhao Hui laughed, "What martial arts, learn some boxing and kick fighting. Come on, go upstairs and sit for a while." After saying that, he led Lei Zheng up to the second floor.

The decoration of the lobby on the first floor is modern and luxurious, while the second floor is in a very simple Chinese style, and the furnishings are also very simple, which is the complete opposite of the first floor.Lei Zheng looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall and gave a comment, "Tsk tsk, elegant, rich."

Zhao Hui ignored him, walked directly to the table, put the knife on the table, started to boil water, and then took the tea set in a hurry, "There is only tea here, can you make do with it?"

"It's okay, I don't pick anything, I can do anything." Lei Zheng also sat down, "Your family is quite big."

"There are many people living there." Zhao Hui replied.

"Your family has a large population?"

"How should I put it?" Zhao Hui thought for a while, "If it is said that there is a blood relationship, only my father and I... But some people are closer than family members, such as Uncle Liu, he and my father are many, many, his son He is two or three years older than me, and he already works with my dad, we are together every day, and how many brothers and assistants my dad has... I can't say for sure."

Lei Zheng looked up at the stairs, imagining the third floor as a collective dormitory.

The water boiled, and Lei Zheng watched him skillfully wash and brew the tea, with a calm and focused face, and only after he gently put a cup of tea in front of him did he speak, "You still know how to do this? I always I think drinking tea at our age looks old."

Zhao Hui smiled, "Always drink with my dad, I'm used to it, I don't feel that way."

Lei Zheng saw that he didn't pour tea for himself, but gently pulled out the knife, took a cloth and wiped it slowly, and couldn't help asking, "Are you a knife? Or a sword?"

"A sword is double-edged."

"Oh...then this is a knife." Lei Zheng wanted to take it over to have a look, and was thinking about what to say, but saw that Zhao Hui had already handed it over, "Let me show you, be careful not to hurt you." Then he exaggeratedly held the knife. He turned sideways and said with a smile: "You are too unreasonable."

Lei Zheng blushed suddenly, but he still took it and looked at it carefully. The long and narrow blade was similar to the swords played by old men and women in the park, but the blade had a wonderful curvature. , he had just grasped it, and Zhao Hui jumped far away in one step.

Lei Zheng laughed loudly, "Look, it scares you!" Then he tried to swing twice.

"The main reason is that you are too unreliable."

"Okay, okay, let's not play anymore." Lei Zheng handed the handle of the knife back to Zhao Hui, "This knife is really handsome."

"The knife is used to hurt people. It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not." Zhao Hui pressed it over and gently put it into the sheath, and the cold light of the knife disappeared.

Lei Zheng gestured with his hands like a gun, "Don't they all use this?"

"It's rarely used. It's not easy to solve problems with this. Holding a gun and holding a weapon are not the same concept, and it has a deterrent effect to some extent. I don't know."

"Have you studied for a long time?"

"Since I was very young, I can't remember exactly."

"So hard."

"Save your life." Zhao Hui smiled, "Can you not work hard?"

"Then I always saw you hurt here and there..."

"Occasionally, there are always mistakes in practicing boxing."

"Damn I thought you were beaten by those people who were always at the school gate." Lei Zheng laughed.

Zhao Hui also laughed, "It was only later that I figured out what you meant. Before that, I wondered, why does this grandson always follow me?"

"I...it's just..." Lei Zheng scratched his head, but couldn't think of a suitable word.

Zhao Hui put the knife aside, "Are you still drinking? I'll show you around."

Lei Zheng followed Zhao Hui down to the first floor, looked at the backyard through the window, and then went down to the basement, which was completely different from the dark and damp as imagined. The first thing he saw was a training hall, which was quite large and very empty.

Lei Zheng asked, "Is this the place where you practice?"

"Well, that's right, I didn't say I use it exclusively, but everyone else uses the other one."

Zhao Hui answered very casually, and led him to another place. Before Lei Zheng left, he looked back. In the empty space, the special ground, without any debris, Zhao Hui opened a lamp just now to let him see clearly. Light, a beam of light shines alone in the center of the venue, Lei Zheng always feels that he can taste a little bit of loneliness, this feeling is not pleasant, he quickens his pace to catch up with Zhao Hui.

In the back there is a billiard hall, a chess and card room, and a small hall where you can sing and drink. While chatting with him, Zhao Hui took him to look at them one by one, and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Your home has quite a lot of entertainment facilities." Lei Zheng looked around curiously.

"Most of my dad's brothers live here, and they always want to have fun when they have nothing to do."

Lei Zheng thought of the collective dormitory again...

Passing by a closed door, Zhao Hui walked over without stopping, Lei Zheng stopped and asked, "What is this?"

Zhao Hui also stopped and turned his head, "This...you don't need to know, it's not a place to play." Then he continued to walk forward.

"Oh." Lei Zheng responded, still looking at the door curiously.

"You also know what my house is for. There are always things that are inconvenient to meet people. There is nothing to see." Zhao Hui explained when he saw that he hadn't moved.

Lei Zheng realized that it was not good to be so curious, so he found a topic to ease the atmosphere, and said in a relaxed tone: "Your basement is so large, you have to empty out the entire basement of your house, right?"

"Huh? My family?" Zhao Hui didn't understand.

"I mean, the basement of the villa next door."

Zhao Hui twitched the corner of his mouth, "The villa next to it is also our home."

"what?"

"There are too many people to live in. The two buildings are connected together. The ground is a swimming pool and grass, and that's all underground. We haven't exceeded the drawing at all." We walked to the last room, "This is a small movie theater. My dad's room, everyone usually comes here when they want to watch movies, but when my dad is around, few people come." He opened the door and walked in.

The moment the door was opened, a huge slide came into view, and a beautiful woman looked at them with a smile on her face. Lei Zheng intuitively felt that it was Zhao Hui's mother.

Sure enough, Zhao Hui said: "This is my mother. She passed away. Maybe my father left in a hurry and forgot to turn it off." His tone was very flat, without the slightest emotion. Follow other lines.

"Oh..." Lei Zheng didn't know what to say, and it seemed inappropriate to say "sorry" at this time.

As if sensing what he was thinking, Zhao Hui continued in a flat voice: "I was born not long ago when my mother passed away. I really don't have any impression of her, and I'm not very sad," Zhao Hui said from Looking up at him from a pile of threads, "Do you think I'm heartless?"

Lei Zheng immediately shook his head, "No, really not."

Zhao Hui sat on the sofa, "Someone tied me and my mother, and I was the only one who survived. My father didn't marry again. First, he felt sorry for my mother. Second, he didn't want to face such a situation again. The training for me is very strict, always telling me that relying on others to save me is not as good as relying on myself."

Lei Zheng sat beside him, "In the future, will you take over from your dad?"

Zhao Hui looked at him, but did not answer.

"My dad wants me to take over his class, alas... he doesn't ask me if I want to, but if I don't take over his business, who can I leave it to?" Lei Zheng's words were a little helpless. The future is unknown, but his has already been decided, so he cannot choose. It's not that he can't be willful, but he can't bear to let the old man down.

"My dad is the same, but here, either the old man quit or the son's, and we always choose the one who convinces the public. My dad..." Zhao Hui paused, feeling a little helpless, "I hope it's me."

"Do you like it?"

"It doesn't matter if you like it or not, you can't help yourself in the rivers and lakes, you know?" Zhao Hui raised his eyebrows, "Why are you talking about this? After reading these, which one do you want to play?"

"Just watch the movie. For anything else, it's no fun just playing together. I can't beat you even in training."

Zhao Hui pointed to the cabinet in the corner, "Okay, look through it, which one are you looking at?" Then he got up and turned off the light.

Lei Zheng flipped through it with the help of very weak light, and picked out a shootout movie. The projected picture was huge and clear, and the sound effect was super hot. The shootout movie already stimulated adrenaline, making people excited to watch.

After a movie was played, Zhao Hui got up and went out to get a drink, while Lei Zheng continued to search in the dim light.

When Zhao Hui came back, Lei Zheng had already selected it, and it had just started broadcasting. It was a Japanese film.Zhao Hui sat down and handed him the drink, and watched it with him. After watching for a while, something went wrong, and the two men rolled together in the picture.

Zhao Hui turned his head to look at Lei Zheng, and found that the other party was also looking at him. He just asked with his eyes—do you want to see this?

Lei Zheng explained in embarrassment, "I don't understand Japanese. I saw two men with guns on the cover, so I thought it was... a shootout movie." Suddenly thinking about why this is embarrassing, "Can I read it wrong? Yes. What?"

Zhao Hui frowned and gave him a thumbs up, then turned his face and continued to look.

It was played on the big screen, and it was very exciting to watch... The image of when Zhao Hui sent his teacher away just now came to Lei Zheng's mind again. The looming muscle outline and beautiful waistline outlined by the soaked T-shirt seemed to be in harmony with In the picture in front of me, naked people overlapped... unconsciously, her throat tightened again.

The people in the picture are entangled endlessly under the beautiful light, full of passion, Lei Zheng's hand also reached into the hem of the clothes of the person next to him, only to feel that the other person's muscles tensed the moment his fingers just touched, and his hand also He hesitated and stopped, not daring to try again. In the darkness, he felt as if his gaze stayed on his face, maintaining the current posture nervously, not daring to change at all, and then he felt the other party relax in his palm, and the tentacles were scattered. At the same time as the warm skin, I also felt a hand poking into my clothes...

Lei Zheng boldly probed down, and his hands in his clothes also hesitated to go down...

In the small dark movie hall, the panting sounded one after another, intermittently, making it difficult to tell what was inside and outside the painting...