Yu Chu narrowed her eyes slightly, her face glowing white under the moonlight, and her chubby face revealed a bit of childishness and innocence, but her eyes and expression were different, like a cunning little fox: "You never told me I have the key, but this is the first time I heard it from you. I don’t know if you did it on purpose or not, those mysterious hesitation successfully aroused my interest in the key.”
The cigarette butt around Zhou Mu's mouth suddenly turned red. After taking a puff, he slowly exhaled the smoke, and his entire face was hidden behind the layer of smoke.
Yu Chu paused, leaned closer to his upper body and asked, "You suddenly told me so much again tonight, Zhou Mu, may I think that you actually want to find this key."
Zhou Mu lowered his head, picked up the disposable paper cup on the window sill, and threw the cigarette butt into it. He picked up the paper cup and went to the bathroom, and turned around at the door: "I tell you this because you are Grandma Zhao's grandson."
Zhou Mu closed the bathroom door, squeezed the paper cup into a ball and threw it into the toilet, and pressed the flush button. He looked down at the swirling water in the toilet, his expression a little unpredictable.
He walked out of the bathroom and saw Yu Chu still sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking up at the moon outside the window. Hearing Zhou Mu's footsteps, he asked without turning his head, "What about your grandma Zhao? How is she?"
After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Mu said: "She passed away. Not long after Zheng Shan passed away, she also passed away."
Yu Chu didn't know Zheng Shan, nor did she know Grandma Zhao, so she couldn't say she was sad after hearing this, but when she thought of the little boy lying on the table writing a diary, she still felt a surge of indescribable emotion. taste.
"Then why did you open a restaurant?" Yu Chu turned to look at him.
Zhou Mu suddenly laughed.
He was facing the window, and the moonlight shone on his face. Yu Chu clearly saw him showing a pleasant smile. His face faded from indifference, and his sharp facial features softened, making him look even more handsome and eye-catching.
Yu Chu suddenly looked away uncomfortably.
"Because I like to cook." Zhou Mu said.
Yu Chu looked at him suspiciously: "What about your sister?"
Zhou Mu's smile slowly faded away, and he returned to the original calmness.
"My sister died unexpectedly when I was in my third year of high school, so it also affected my college entrance examination results that year, and I had to open a restaurant in the end."
This answer was beyond Yu Chu's expectation. He didn't know how to react for a while, so he just opened his mouth, looked at Zhou Mu for a moment, and then said dryly: "Congratulations."
"Many years have passed, and there is no mourning."
Zhou Mu walked to the floor and lay down again, with one hand behind his head and the other on his chest, he closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."
"Sleep, sleep." Yu Chu also lifted the quilt and got in, wrapping herself tightly, only her head was exposed.
The room returned to silence, only the faint sound of waves crashing on the shore was heard far away.
"I want to eat the food you cook." After a long while, Yu Chu suddenly said something sullen.
Zhou Mu clicked his tongue: "I'm almost falling asleep, don't speak so abruptly."
"Then do you want to cook for me?" Yu Chu turned to look at the person lying on the ground.
"All right, all right, I'll make it for you when I get a chance." Zhou Mu turned over and turned his back to him.
Satisfied, Yu Chu stopped talking. Not long after, his gentle and even breathing came from the bed.
Zhou Mu, who had been lying on his side without moving, opened his eyes and quietly stared ahead in the dark.
Yu Chu's sleep has always been very light. She thought that there were more people in the room, and she couldn't sleep well tonight. Who would have thought that he would sleep until dawn and never wake up halfway through.
If he slept well, he would feel refreshed. After lunch, he and Zhou Mu went to the gym on the second floor to work out. After exercising for an hour, he went back to his room, and just after taking a shower and started watching TV, Uncle Wu knocked on the door, saying that Yu Shiqing wanted to see him.
"Uncle Wu, what did daddy ask me to do?" Yu Chu's wet hair lay on his forehead, looking soft and cute.
Uncle Wu looked into the bathroom calmly, the door was closed and there was the sound of rushing water, so he asked, "Is Zhou Mu taking a bath?"
"Yes." Yu Chu nodded.
"Then go first, and talk as you go."
"Wait, I'll change clothes first." Yu Chu said a little uneasy.
The pajamas he was wearing after taking a shower, he hurriedly changed into a black shirt, and followed Uncle Wu upstairs. Uncle Wu didn't say what exactly he asked him to do, but asked in his usual friendly tone: "Second Young Master, what day is it today?"
"October 20." Yu Chu answered smoothly.
Uncle Wu smiled at him from the side, showing a meaningful expression. Yu Chu was stunned first, his mind turned quickly, and immediately remembered the contents of the diary, and then showed a shy expression: "I see, Dad His birthday is coming soon."
Uncle Wu nodded approvingly: "Second Young Master has a heart and never forgets Mr.'s birthday."
Yu Chu lowered his head in embarrassment, and followed Uncle Wu upstairs, guessing in his heart why Yu Shiqing asked him to go.
When he arrived at Yu Shiqing's study room, he was standing with his back to the window. When he heard the door, he turned his head and said softly, "Xiao Chu is here?"
"Father." Yu Chu greeted him respectfully, and stood in the middle of the room.
Yu Shiqing pointed to the sofa opposite: "Sit, don't stand."
The two sat down on the sofa facing each other. Yu Shiqing picked up the purple sand pot in front of him, refilled a small cup of steaming tea, handed it to Yu Chu and said, "This is the Monkey King of Taiping I just photographed, try it."
"Thank you, Dad." Yu Chu took it carefully and took a sip. The tea entered his throat, and his mouth was full of clear and sweet fragrance. Although he doesn't know what Taiping Houkui is, he also knows that this tea must be a good thing.
"Do you like it? Take this cup to drink." Yu Shiqing took out a delicate round wooden tea box from under the coffee table, and threw it to him with a smile.
"Thank you, Dad." Yu Chu held the tea box in his palm.
Yu Shi leaned on the sofa, and the sunlight shone from his side, which made the fine wrinkles on his face obvious, making him look a bit old, not as majestic as usual.
Neither of them spoke, they just drank tea quietly. After drinking all the tea in the cup, Yu Shiqing put down the cup and said, "Xiao Chu, do you know what day is the 30th of this month?"
Yu Chu quickly put down her teacup and put her hands on her knees: "I know, it's Dad's birthday."
Yu Shiqing nodded in satisfaction: "I know you can remember. Xiao Chu, don't keep shutting yourself in the house and keep your ears out of the window. When you grow up, you should also learn to treat guests and take on some things for the family." There will be a lot of guests that day, Dad is going to let you be in charge of reception, what do you think?"
Yu Chu nana said: "I... I'm afraid I won't do well."
"I know you don't like to do these things, but isn't Yu Feng's leg hurt? You are also father's son, and you have to stand out when you should be in the head. You can't keep shrinking behind Dad. Dad will grow old too, and you will have to rely on him in the future." Yourselves." Yu Shiqing said earnestly like any father.
Yu Chu tugged at her trouser legs uneasily: "Then, then I'll try."
"Well, I will send Lao Wu to assist you. If you don't understand anything, just ask him." Yu Shiqing said.
As soon as Yu Shiqing finished talking about it, the phone on the coffee table started to vibrate and the screen lit up. He reached out to pick up the phone, glanced at the number on it, and his face became a little serious. Just as he was about to press the answer button, he found that Yu Chu was still sitting opposite, so he waved his hand and said, "That's it, you go back to your room first."
Yu Chu hummed, got up obediently and went out. The moment the door was closed, Yu Shiqing's low voice was heard: "...will you be there soon?"
With a thought, he slowed down his hand to close the door, squatted down and pretended to tie the loose shoelaces.
"Okay, I'll send someone to pick it up." After Yu Shiqing finished speaking, his voice disappeared. Yu Chu tied his shoelaces unhurriedly, stood up and opened the door, saw Yu Shiqing put the phone to his ear, didn't continue talking, just looked at him.
Yu Chu looked down at the shoelaces, smiled a little embarrassedly at Yu Shiqing, and closed the door.
Uncle Wu was standing in the passage beside the door. When he saw Yu Chu coming out, he took a step forward and said, "Second Young Master, Mr.'s birthday banquet is coming soon, and I'm going to start preparing for the banquet now. If you have any arrangements, please tell me directly. I'll do it."
Yu Chu knew that this banquet was just a name, and he didn't need to organize it himself. Uncle Wu said that he was being polite to him, so he also said, "That's hard work for Uncle Wu."
"Not hard."
Uncle Wu entered Yu Shiqing's study, and Yu Chu went downstairs to his room. As soon as I reached the second floor, I heard the sound of porcelain breaking from a room deep in the passage. He followed the prestige and saw that the door of Yu Feng's suite was open, and a servant was walking towards the stairs in panic pushing a dining cart.
"Get out, get out, I don't want to see you, get out and surround that bastard." Yu Feng's furious voice resounded throughout the second floor, followed by an object flying out of the room and hitting the opposite wall , shattered into pieces with a crash.
It was a TV remote control, and the servant was hit on the forehead by the splashed back cover, and he didn't dare to stop, pushing the dining car straight forward with a pale face. When passing by Yu Chu, he stopped and greeted in shock: "Hi, Second Young Master."
Yu Chu nodded and watched the servant leave.
Yu Feng was still smashing things in the house, and the crashing sound was accompanied by a series of angry curses. Yu Chu knew that he knew the news that he was hosting the banquet, and he was venting his madness, so he didn't care, just raised his eyebrows, and went to twist the doorknob of his room.
After a twist, the handle could not be turned, and the door was locked.
He clearly remembered that when he went out with Uncle Wu, knowing that Zhou Mu was still in the house, he just closed the door without locking it.
Now that the door is locked, Zhou Mu also went out? Or did he lock it inside
Yu Chu put her finger on the fingerprint lock next to the door, and after a slight click, the bolt retracted. He pushed open the door and stepped in, then closed the door without a sound.
The room was very quiet, there was no one in the living room, Zhou Mu's pair of black short boots were placed in the entrance, and the slippers were missing, obviously he did not go out.
The TV was pressed to pause, and it was still the TV series that was playing when he went out. The hero pointed his long sword at the heroine, and the wind blew his hair, forming a long freeze.
The sound of flushing water in the bathroom was gone, and the door was half open. Yu Chu put the tea canister in his hand on the shoe cabinet, walked gently to the bathroom door, glanced sideways, and saw that the floor was wet. But no one.
He walked to his bedroom again and pushed back the half-closed door, but he didn't see Zhou Mu.
Although his suite is not small, there are not many rooms. Apart from the living room, bedroom, and bathroom, there is only one balcony.
The balcony is on the side of the living room. It does not face the garden at the main entrance, but faces the grove on the left, and the rushing sea is farther away.
Yu Chu turned around and tiptoed across the living room to the balcony. As his footsteps got closer and closer, a very soft voice drifted into his ears intermittently.
"...don't cry... order..."
Yu Chu walked to the corner connecting with the balcony, leaning his back against the wall and listening intently. It was Zhou Mu who spoke. His voice was low and vague. He should have covered his mouth, but Yu Chu could hear the patience and tenderness inside.
"...Did you eat well? Listen to Uncle Teng? Be good, I'll be home soon... Well, let's not talk, I'll call you next time when I'm not busy at work..."
When Yu Chu heard that the call was about to end, she quickly turned around and walked towards the door, opened the door, and closed it gently. He started to take off his leather shoes to change into slippers. As soon as he changed his shoes, Zhou Mu turned out from the balcony.