"I wish you could lick the backs of my hands, they are so dirty."
Chu Yu was lying on the bed in the bedroom, with comic books and game consoles beside him, unconsciously turning his phone upside down.
No, Lu Shi's state is not right.
Chu Yu kept thinking about the phone, the tone of Lu Shi's words when he said this, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. He couldn't sit still any longer, got up immediately, and ran out barefoot.
When Lu Shi came out of the bathroom, the skin on the back of his hand was red. He habitually put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, turned and walked out of the lounge.
Opening the door, looking at Fang Weiyun standing at the door, Lu Shi didn't move.
Fang Weiyun had obviously touched up her makeup, and the diamond jewelry on her earlobe was shining so brightly that it hurt her eyes.
She smiled lightly, "Can mom go in?"
Lu Shi lowered his eyelids to look at her, and his eyes were full of ridicule.
Fang Weiyun changed the words, "Can I go in? I have something to talk about."
Lu Shi stepped aside.
The door is closed.
Fang Weiyun held a silver leather handbag and sat on the sofa with a graceful demeanor. After tidying up the skirt, she looked at Lu Shi, her tone was always gentle, "Your face is a little pale, and you are not feeling well?"
Lu Shi didn't get close, looked at Fang Weiyun from a few steps away, and sneered, "It's only you and me here, keep playing, aren't you tired?"
silence.
After listening to Lu Shi's words, Fang Weiyun seemed to take off her mask, the gentle smile on her face faded inch by inch, replaced by eyes full of disgust.
The corner of Lu Shi's mouth curled into a smile, with a cold expression, "That's right, isn't it?"
When Lu Shi was a child, Fang Weiyun treated him very well, gentle and patient, and spoke softly.
But this is only when there are outsiders.
As long as only two people get along, Fang Weiyun will take off her disguise, become stern, annoying, and sometimes even curse in disgust, you are a bastard with dirty blood flowing in your body.
Lu Shi did not understand when he was a child.
When Lu Shaochu was not at home, he depended on his mother, and would feel frightened and uneasy because of Fang Weiyun's completely different attitudes.
He wanted the kind mother who would talk to him softly, coax him and hold his hand.
Lu Shi always thought that his mother didn't like him because he wasn't good enough and didn't do well enough. So he redoubled his efforts to be the best at anything. But Fang Weiyun not only did not change his attitude, but even intensified.
In order to please her, he tried his best to become excellent and sensible, and only hoped that his mother would smile at him behind her.
But no, not once.
even-
Lu Shi's hand in his trouser pocket clenched suddenly, his fingernails embedded in his palm, the pain made him conscious, and he suppressed all the hatred that swept up.
Now is not the time, Lu Shi, you have to be patient, be patient...
"what you want to say?"
Lu Shi's tone was flat, and there was no fluctuation.
Fang Weiyun frowned and stared at him, "Lu Shi, what's your tone? I don't know how to behave!"
Her eyebrows are very thin, and her eyebrows are sharp, like a poisonous scorpion's tail, "I don't want to go home if I live outside, I don't want the position of heir? It's just a bastard, take Joe in front of me? What, want to want to I beg you?"
These words Lu Shi was used to hearing, and they were Fang Weiyun's usual methods - punishing him aloofly, insulting him, establishing power, controlling him, and making him humble into the dust.
Lu Shi's tone was gentle, "Bitch? Oh, unfortunately, Lu Shaochu doesn't have a second child. Even if I don't go home for five or ten years, the position of heir is mine. You say, in his heart, it's you. Is the wife more important, or am I the heir more important?"
Fang Weiyun's expression changed.
Lu Shi's voice was like biting cold water, "You said this to me today, just because Lu Shaochu is blaming you. The only heir of the Lu family, why didn't he go home because he was rebellious? The mother of more than ten years, not the biological mother, was stimulated and unacceptable. The poor thing is me, the fault is you. "
"Besides, he didn't dare to let others know about the fact that I ran away from home. As for why I ran away from home, it was a secret that had to be kept. In his heart, Mrs. Lu's face was more important than anything else."
Lu Shi's tone became lighter, "If I hate you and see each other, you say, which side will he stand on in the end? Who will he abandon?"
Fang Weiyun squeezed her handbag tightly, her fingertips losing blood.
Only now did she understand what Lu Shi was planning.
She was infertile. It should be said that Lu Shaochu was not willing to have children with her at all. In Lu Shaochu's heart, Lu Shi was the only heir.
In the past, she firmly controlled Lu Shi in her own hands.
But since Lu Shi learned that his biological mother was someone else, everything changed.
"Do you really think that I'm still the clean, unsuspecting young master I used to be? In order to get a compliment from you, I have to learn how to run a horse even if my thighs are worn out. Even if I almost drowned in the water, I forcibly overcame my fear. Learn to swim as fast as you can."
Lu Shi's eyes were pitch black, and no light could penetrate. The voice squeezed out of his throat, like an ignorant Yong Ye, "That Lu Shi is already dead."
The moment he learned the truth of the year, he was already dead.
Lu Shi went downstairs, the red marks on the back of his hands faded, and he stood beside Lu Shaochu, the handsome and excellent heir.
Lu Shaochu asked, "Why did you stay upstairs for so long?"
"Have a chat with Mrs. Lu."
Hearing that he didn't even call his mother anymore, Lu Shaochu wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and put on a smile, "If you really can't accept the fact that you and her are not related by blood, then forget it. Back then, Your mother gave birth to you not long after the marriage, but accidents were unavoidable and she died in childbirth. I brought you back, and I didn't want my son to be criticized, so I declared to the public that you are Wei Yun's son. Later, seeing that you like Weiyun so much and rely on Weiyun so much, I have never had the heart to tell you the truth."
At first, Lu Shaochu wanted to take advantage of Lu Shi's feelings towards Weiyun and let him go home.
But now he found that Lu Shi's rebound was much heavier than he expected, and the repelling of Fang Weiyun was also very strong.
He decided to change tactics.
Lu Shaochu sighed and shook his head, "It's just that there are no eternal secrets in the world, you still know it. Although my mother is no longer a mother, we are father and son. Everything in my hands will be yours in the future. Lu Shi, I just hope that this incident will not affect our father-son relationship."
"There are no eternal secrets in the world."
Lu Shi repeated this sentence, meaning it was unclear, "This sentence fits my heart very well."
For the so-called truth that Lu Shaochu said, he didn't hear a word.
Dystocia? Ah.
Lu Shaochu asked again with concern, "The house on Qingchuan Road is too old, do you want to change it?"
Lu Shi refused, "That's my mother's house."
"Okay, okay, you can live where you want, and Dad is up to you."
When looking at Lu like this, Lu Shaochu felt more comfortable in his heart.
He has his own ideas, is not easily changed by others, and has a firm mind.
In the past, he relied too much on Fang Weiyun and took Fang Weiyun too seriously, and he used to worry about it. This is good now, you won't place too much importance on one person, and in the future, you won't be biased, weak, or weak.
In addition, Lu Shi was smart and calm, this son, he is more and more satisfied.
The birthday banquet is over, and the future guests are sent away one by one. It is already late at night.
Lu Shaochu had a tired look on his face, and he pinched his brows, "Let's go back together, have a good rest, and Dad will take you to the airport in person tomorrow."
Lu Shi loosened his tie with one hand, "I won't go back."
Lu Shaochu frowned, "Lu Shi!"
Lu Shi glanced at Fang Weiyun, who was standing far away, and stood there without saying a word.
The two faced off.
In the end, Lu Shaochu compromised, "You have grown up too, I don't care about you, take care of your own safety."
Lu Shi turned and left.
When he arrived at the hotel where he was staying, Lu Shi stood in the elevator.
The elevator wall is a mirror.
Lu Shi looked at himself in the mirror, as if he could see the tattered inside under disguise.
The past Lu Shi was already dead. Now Lu Shi only held that breath with hatred.
With a "ding", the door opened, Lu Shi stepped out of the elevator, and the carpet absorbed all the footsteps.
Turning the corner, Lu Shi raised his eyes and looked forward, suddenly stopped.
At the door of his room, a young man in a long white sweater squatted there, his chin dozing little by little.
Lu Shi stood there for a few seconds before starting again, and finally stood in front of Chu Yu and squatted down.
He raised his hand, just as he was about to touch Chu Yu's hair, he was stuck in the air, not daring to move.
He was afraid, afraid that it was just an illusion.
"... Lu Shi?"
Chu Yu noticed it and called out Lu Shi's name in confusion. With his eyes half-open, he leaned his head directly on Lu Shi's knee, muttering and complaining, "If you don't come back, I'm going to fall asleep here."
Lu Shi's voice was as soft as Ye Feng's, "Why don't you call?"
"Isn't there a birthday banquet at your house? It's nothing if I wait too long."
Lu Shi's fingertips finally touched Chu Yu's soft hair, "Are you tired?"
"I'm so tired. The first class is gone. I bought the economy class, and I can't stretch my legs in that seat."
Lu Shi took out the room card, opened the door, and Chu Yu followed.
When the light was turned on, Chu Yu saw that Lu Shi's black backpack was on the sofa.
The sofa is against the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night view is good, the curtains are open, and you can see the neon of the whole city.
Chu Yu took a few steps over, took off his shoes, knelt on the sofa, and looked out.
I heard Lu Shi ask from behind, "Why did you come here suddenly?"
Chu Yu turned around and glanced at the back of Lu Shi's hand, "Didn't you say that? You want me to lick the back of your hand."
Lu Shi looked at him deeply, with emotions that Chu Yu couldn't understand.
Chu Yu bit Lu Shi's neck, shoulders, fingertips, and wrists, but now he's just licking the back of his hand.
He knelt on the sofa and reached out to pull Lu Shi's hand.
Unexpectedly, just as he held Lu Shi's wrist, he was pulled into his arms by Lu Shi.
Lu Shi wrapped his other hand around his back and hugged him.
Chu Yu didn't struggle, thought for a while, raised his hand, and wrapped his arms around Lu Shi's waist.
Rubbing the back of Chu Yu's delicate neck, Lu Shi looked at the night outside the window.
He used to be like an ascetic, isolating everything that would shake the mind.
Because he should never have come into this world, but he was born and survived. The purpose of his existence is to avenge his mother.
But he met Chu Yu.