In the afternoon, Lu Haochu helped to clean the dishes and put away the table, and finally went back.
Before leaving, he took Teacher Su and said that if he needed him, he would come and call at any time.
Lu Jun sent him to the door late. He turned around and wished Lu Jun a speedy recovery, saying that he would come to visit more in the future, and then he sighed that the food cooked by his brother was delicious, and he still wanted to come to eat.
Lu Junchi asked him to study hard, and told him with a smile that if he failed a class this semester, don't think about coming again.
Teacher Su on the side couldn't help but be moved by this kind of brotherhood.
In the afternoon, it started to rain outside. It was already early autumn, and this autumn rain made the temperature of the whole city drop. When the rain started, it was very heavy, like pouring, and it kept hitting the windows.
The entire sky was gray and black, and there was a faint sound of thunder, accompanied by lightning, and the afternoon was as dark as evening.
Today is a rare holiday. There are enough leftover meals at noon, and there is no need to make them. Neither of them went out.
Lu Junchi changed the litter of the two cats. After cleaning up the house, he fed them some freeze-dried snacks, causing Aristotle to keep chasing after him.
Hemingway wasn't interested in freeze-drying, it kept following Su back.
When Su Hui left, the cat would be at his feet. When he sat down, the cat jumped on top of him. When he looked at the phone, the cat would pop out from under his hand. One was jealous with the phone. looks like, that expression seems to say, why are you looking at your phone and not looking at me.
Su Hui was so upset by it that he reached out and touched the fur on Hemingway's back, put down his phone and hugged it.
Then Hemingway began to step on his body, stepping on his front paws one by one, and his mouth came over and sucked on his clothes.
Su Hui's clothes were soaked by his bite, a little helpless, he hugged the cat that was on him and said, "Little cat, I'm not your mother..."
The kitten just blinked and looked at him tearfully.
Su Hui instantly relented and touched it again: "Lu Junchi, you add some goat milk powder to their dinner..."
After dinner and feeding the cat in the evening, and both of them finished taking a bath, Lu Junchi greeted Su Hui: "Come here and let me dry your hair for you, don't catch a cold."
Su Hui sat down, Lu Junchi fiddled with his hair and blew it. Su Hui's hair was soft and slightly long, with bangs covering a little bit of his eyebrows, and when he held it in his hand, he felt like a cute little animal.
After blow-drying his hair, Lu Junchi put down the hairdryer. He walked back and sat on the bed, kissing his forehead: "Are you afraid?"
During the day, he felt a little bit of resistance from Su Hui, and he could sense that it wasn't just from the worry that someone would be there.
Su Yuan closed his eyes and admitted honestly, "I'm a little bit scared."
He was afraid that he was getting old and Lu Junchi was still young, that his poor health would drag down Lu Junchi, that one day the hot love would wear out because of those details of life, that one day Lu Junchi would like someone else...
He knows his physical condition. When he had nothing in the past, he was not afraid of them, but once he has love, he finds that sometimes people have weaknesses because of their nostalgia for a better life.
Lu Junchi seemed to see through what he was thinking, pressed his forehead and said, "but I have given you the best four years of my life, and I will never find someone I like so much. No matter what happens, I am willing to take care of you and walk with you."
Su Hui gave a low hum, he knew that Lu Junchi never told empty words and lied, and he never lied to him.
He shouldn't be afraid, he should have enough courage, if one person's courage is not enough, then two people together.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed his clothes, raised his head and looked at Lu Junchi and said seriously, "Although I'm a little scared, it's more of expectation."
He wanted to reach out and seize this happiness.
Lu Junchi gently hugged him in his arms, put it next to the ear he could still hear, smelled the faint aroma in his hair, and called his name: "Su Hui..."
He seems to want to put all his desires and feelings in these two words. Especially that word, when I read it, my lips and teeth were about to touch, and then gently separated.
His voice was low and hoarse, and he called him again: "The poet..."
Su Hui looked at him, he liked Lu Junchi's cleanness and handsomeness, he couldn't help reaching out to touch his abdominal muscles and mermaid line: "Little Vice Captain Lu..."
Lu Junchi grabbed his groping hand and corrected it seriously: "It's been right for a long time."
Su Hui closed his eyes and wrapped his other hand around his neck: "Well, the Army..."
Lu Junchi asked him deliberately, "That's not right, think about what it's called."
Su Hui opened his eyes, turned his head and bit him, calling out provocatively, "Brother."
His teeth usually look straight, but when he bites it, he finds that there are two small tiger teeth on the side, and the sharp point is really painful to bite, and there is a row of tooth marks, which is extremely annoying.
Lu Jun didn't ask him anymore, and carried him to the bed.
The straps around the waist loosened. Su Hui's complexion was white porcelain, as if he would leave bruises if his fingers were pressed a little bit harder. Even on such a body, it was full of scars. Seeing those old scars, Lu Junchi would I feel chest pain.
He wanted to be nice and nice to him, kiss after kiss falling from his wound.
In front of Su Hui's eyes, everything was hazy, as if only this person in the whole world was clear.
The rain outside the window was still falling, but it was getting smaller, and the sound of the rain became softer.
Su Hui reached out and adjusted the light on the bedside, the room was darkened, the light finally went out, and only the rustling of raindrops could be heard outside the window.
At this moment, those cases, those cruelties in the world, seem to no longer exist.
As if only the two of them were left.
Lu Junchi's movements were very light, but Su Hui was still sweating from the pain on his forehead. His body was shaking, covering his mouth and clenching his teeth.
He didn't scream in pain or stop, but his breathing was unsteady.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Lu Junchi looked at him, and sometimes, his brows would slightly frown, just a little bit, as if something was poking at his heart.
A few tears slipped out of Su Hui's eyes, feeling that he was on the verge of losing control, and bit the back of his hand with his mouth open. Lu Junchi pulled his hand away, put his finger in, and he bit his finger.
"Why are you crying?" A hoarse voice whispered in Su Hui's ear, "Can you call my husband?"
Su Hui's body trembled, and his fingers suddenly grabbed Lu Junchi's clothes. He felt that his body was out of control. He just wanted to hug the man in front of him tightly, and then called out vaguely.
Lu Jun didn't hear it for a while, so he lowered his head and asked him, "What?"
Su Hui has never been so real about his existence. He crouched in Lu Junchi's arms and called out again in a low voice: "Husband..."
Su Hui's usual appearance is like a beauty made of ice and snow. She is so cold that she is not moved by anyone or anything. At this moment, it is like the snow has melted away.
In this way, Lu Junchi couldn't let go of him anymore, wanting to keep him on top of his heart hurts.
After taking a shower, Su Hui was dragged by Lu Junchi to the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and carried back.
Su Hui's nails were a little long, Lu Junchi took out the nail clippers and cut his nails one by one. The fingers in the palm of his hand were white and slender, with distinct joints, and they were very beautiful.
He cut a few, squeezed the palm of his hand, and then couldn't help holding it up and kissing it again.
Su Hui leaned on the head of the bed and returned to his former calm, even though his eyes were still a little hazy, he said in a hoarse voice, "I believe it now, you are almost healed..."
Lu Jun thought to himself that he still had the strength to preserve it.
Just thinking of this, his cell phone dinged.
Lu Junchi was afraid of a case, so he never turned off his phone. At this time, I heard the sound and hurriedly picked it up and looked at it.
Su Hui looked at him with a serious expression and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Lu Junchi shook his head: "It's not a big deal, it's the box of evidence that we put in the trunk when we had a car accident. It was damaged due to the severe crash at the time. The rest of Xiao Xia have been sorted out, and now they are scanned. The archive has been sent to my mailbox, and I will download it and take a look."
Su Hui snorted. He still remembered the box of things, including the photo album and Fu Yunchu's painting.
Lu Junchi turned on the computer and quickly downloaded the things. He clicked on the photos and flipped through them one by one. They were all from when Chen Xuexian was a child. bedroom.
"Look at this photo."
Su Hui straightened his body and squinted his eyes to see it clearly. It was an old photo, almost faded. It was taken by a man pulling a little girl. The little girl was only a few years old. The man was obviously Chen Xuexian's alcoholic father who died early.
This is a rare group photo. Lu Junchi pointed his finger at the back of the photo, and Su Hui looked attentively. There was an old-fashioned vertical sign, which was partially blocked, and a few words could be vaguely recognized on it: "312... Research Institute."
Su Hui looked at it carefully and said softly, "I have never heard of this research institution."
Later, Lu Junchi turned on the computer and searched again, but did not find the 312 Research Institute.
"It's a little strange, I didn't find it here..." Lu Jun said late. Whether it is search engines, maps, business registration, all the information is completely gone. In today's society, most things have information on the Internet, and it is very rare to have no information at all.
Lu Junchi was afraid that he was thinking too much. It was just an ordinary photo. The other words on the sign were obscured, making it difficult to read, and it would be bad for search.
"Chen Xuexian was too young at that time to be sure whether it has anything to do with our current case." Su Hui said softly, he really couldn't imagine that what happened to a young child could lead to the later result, but he paused for a moment and then Say, "You can send me a copy of this photo too."
Lu Jun hummed and sent the photo to him.