When Lu Jiaheng arrived home at ten o'clock in the morning, the Lu family's house was silent.
The empty living room was empty, the crystal chandelier was turned on, and the shadows swayed on the bright marble floor, cold and unpopular.
Sitting on the stairs, a little boy raised his head when he heard the door open. When he saw him coming in, he dropped the car in his hand and jumped up, and ran over happily, "Brother!"
The boy looked like he was four or five years old. His little chubby legs ran up to him and looked at him with his chubby little face. His expression was both happy and scared: "Brother."
Lu Jiaheng said "um" and looked around: "Where's Dad?"
"Dad makes money for Yiyi and brother." The child said in a milky voice.
Lu Jiaheng nodded while pressing his neck and walked in.
"Come back in the afternoon." The child continued.
Lu Jiaheng took a step and stopped the hand on the back of his neck. After only a moment of stagnation, he continued to move forward.
The boy seemed to want to call him, but he didn't dare, hesitantly followed him up two stairs, and finally raised his hand and pulled his pants.
Lu Jiaheng stopped, turned around and stood on the steps one step higher than him, looking down at him condescendingly.
The little boy's expression was still timid, and he shrank his neck when he saw it, but he still said seriously: "Brother, don't quarrel with father, father likes brother," he pulled his pants with his small hands, and his voice was soft and small, Low and weak, "Yiyi also likes brother."
Lu Jiaheng was a little stiff.
He smiled briefly, and the corner of his mouth raised a mocking arc: "He only likes you."
The boy unconsciously wanted to get closer to him, leaned forward, and quickly retracted, looking at him a little bewildered.
The child was young and had not yet grown. His eyes were dripping, his dark pupils were large and bright, and his cheeks were filled with baby fat, staring at him with an aggrieved look.
Lu Jiaheng was suddenly discouraged, raised his hand a little helplessly, rubbed the top of his head perfunctory, said nothing, and turned upstairs.
That afternoon, Lu Hongsheng really came back.
Lu Jiaheng's room door was ajar, listening to the voices below, when his farts were blown away by the wind, he sat cross-legged on the plush carpet playing games with a lollipop in his mouth, and his hand that was quickly tapping on the mechanical keyboard paused. After a while, he grabbed the headset from the side and buckled it.
Sure enough, after a while, the door of his room was kicked open by Lu Hongsheng.
Lu Jiaheng didn't blink his eyelashes, as if he didn't feel or saw him, he tapped his fingers on the keyboard to play games and said in a timid tone: "No skills, let's withdraw first."
Lu Hongsheng walked over directly and kicked over the small table he had placed on the carpet.
Lu Jiaheng is a very enjoyable person. The decoration style of his room is exactly the same as his. There are soft blankets and cushions everywhere, making people feel that anywhere in this room can make people lie down and sleep.
All the things on the table fell on the plush carpet with almost no sound, and a cup of hot coffee on it was also spilled.
The back of the white and slender hand suddenly turned red, and the brown liquid of coffee was covered with it, flowing down the back of the hand and dripping down the carpet tick by fingertips.
Lu Hongsheng was furious for a while, but he didn't see a cup of coffee on his table, and he was slightly stunned when he saw it.
It was only stunned for a moment.
The power cord of the overturned laptop was torn off with great force, the power supply was cut off, and the computer screen was instantly pitch black.
The back of the hand was red, but there was no unbearable pain, just a burning heat, and the headset was also pulled down. Because the buckle was too tight, when it was pulled down by the force, it hooked into the ear, and the ear bone hurt.
Lu Jiaheng's eyes were still slightly drooping, and his eyes did not move.
After a long while, he took out a tissue from the side without hesitation, wiped the coffee on the back of his hands, put his hands on the carpet, leaned back, and raised his head lazily.
Lu Hongsheng looked at him condescendingly and pursed his lips. His slightly restrained anger seemed to be rekindled by his casual expression and behavior.
As if he didn't see it, Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, still looking like a condescending child: "Boss, what else is there to order?"
Lu Hongsheng blushed with anger, and raised his finger to his nose: "What is the order? What are you talking about! How did I give birth to a son like you! Look at what you look like every day!"
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyes and taunted his lips. He tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't understand why he would ask such a question: "What do you want me to be like a dude who has a mother and no mother."
This time, Lu Hongsheng's reddish face seemed to be swept away by paint, the blood faded inch by inch, his face was pale, and he was speechless for a long time.
Lu Jiaheng was still sitting lazily on the carpet, the lollipop in his mouth was shattered by him, crackling like a popping candy.
The two stared at each other silently for a long time. Lu Hongsheng pointed at his hand tremblingly and put it down. He looked at him deeply as if admitting defeat, and finally turned away without saying anything.
The door of the room was closed with a click, and the curvature of the corner of Lu Jiaheng's mouth has been kept for too long, and it has become a little stiff.
He lowered his eyes slowly, his eyes scattered, staring blankly at the dark gray carpet.
The phone rang just in time.
It took Lu Jiaheng a long time to raise his hand, fumbled for the phone from the ground, grabbed it and picked it up.
Before he could say "hello", the little girl over there softly crawled along the current: "Why don't you keep your phone number well? Is your name brother?"
Lu Jiaheng was stunned.
He lowered his eyes, looked at the red back of his left hand, suddenly laughed, and said "Ah" in a low voice: "Yes, brother Lu Ming."
The girl probably didn't expect him to say this calmly, or maybe she was shocked by his face and how hooligan, she was silent for a while, and then continued: "I was looking at the clothes just now, but I didn't find yours. , I'll choose another model for you at the same price." She discussed with him, as if she was afraid that he would be worried, and quickly added, "My vision is okay, if you are worried, I will buy it. I took it for you to see before?"
Lu Jiaheng paused for a second, then stood up straight by the side of the bed: "Where are you?"
He spoke a little too fast, and the little girl froze for a moment: "Huh?"
Lu Jiaheng walked into the bathroom as fast as he had escaped, raised his hand to turn on the faucet, and washed the red back of his hand under the cold water.
The sound of empty water echoed in the bathroom. He lowered his eyes and repeated slowly, "Where are you? I'll find you."
Chuzhi was sitting on a long wooden chair in the rest area on the second floor of the shopping mall with a cup of milk tea, leaning slightly, her phone resting on the bottom of the milk tea cup, her elbows on her thighs supporting her chin and others.
Half an hour ago, a mysterious and unknown man surnamed Lu told her on the phone, "Stay there and don't leave, I'll go over now."
Then she waited for half an hour.
Chuzhi bit the straw and looked left and right, looking for the other person's figure.
The shopping mall is full of people on weekends. A couple of young couples and sisters walked around laughing and laughing. It was not until she had a cup of milk tea that she saw a familiar person.
He came up from the escalator at one end, just raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side.
The two looked at each other across the huge patio of the mall, and Chuzhi waved at him.
The distance was a little far away, and only the outline of his facial features could be vaguely seen, and the man walked towards her along the edge of the patio.
Chu Zhi also stood up and walked over to greet her with the empty milk tea cup.
It seems that when I saw him at school before, he was wearing sweaters, all kinds of colors and brands of high-priced sweaters, but today he rarely wears a shirt.
The weather turns cold in late September in the north, and the temperature difference between day and night is also large. At night, the temperature will drop sharply. He also added a thin windbreaker coat to the outside, which makes his shoulders wide and his legs long. Lou drew people's attention to him.
Because of Ms. Deng's work, Chu Zhi has known or met a lot of handsome guys since childhood. Even so, this person can still get the top three.
A sloppy and frivolous young master temperament, coupled with that face that can easily rely on his looks to eat.
There's a reason why he was being approached the first time I saw him.
As Chu Zhi walked towards him, she shook the only two pearls left in the empty milk tea cup, thinking about it.
The two walked towards each other around the circular patio of the shopping mall, and the distance was shortened. There was a distance of about ten paces, and a girl suddenly walked past Chu Zhi at a rapid pace.
The girl has a faint scent of perfume on her body, which smells very good. Holding her phone, she walked up to the man and said shyly, "Hello, can you give me your WeChat?"
She said, handing over the phone.
It happened right in front of her eyes, so close at hand, Chu Zhi felt that it was rude to stare at people like that.
She blinked and turned her head away.
The bathroom happened to be next to it. Chuzhi drank a cup of milk tea and just went to the toilet, so she didn't think much and plunged into it.
When she came out of the bathroom after washing her hands, the young master did not know when the battle was over, and was leaning against the wall at the door of the women's toilet waiting for her.
Chuzhi didn't like to use the dryer, and with water droplets hanging on her hand, she walked towards him while shaking it: "I'm here, I'm here."
The young master put his trench coat pocket in his hand, looked down at her and smiled: "What are you running for?"
Chu Zhi blinked, her expression innocent and blank: "Go to the toilet."
He laughed again, straightened up and walked out: "Let's go."
Chu Zhi obediently waved her hands and followed him.
The two walked around the second floor unhurriedly. Chuzhi had a task at hand, so he pulled the person over before going to a shop that seemed to be okay, and carefully picked out clothes and pressed them to him. body to compare.
The little girl was small, her arms were holding the hanger, and the collar had to be raised up to his neck. Every time she leaned over, he lowered his head to look at her.
Chu Zhi focused almost all of her attention on the clothes, picking each one carefully and carefully, not wanting the other party to question her aesthetic level.
She held up the clothes and compared them to him, raised her head, looked at him from the bottom up and asked, "What about this one?"
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes.
The distance between the two is already very close, a distance that is definitely not right between one and the opposite sex, and he can even see the thin and soft fluff on the tip of her upturned little nose.
But she still didn't notice anything wrong, her clear deer eyes looked at him seriously.
This girl was raised very well by the family.
It's so good that it doesn't seem to have the slightest guard against people.
Like a spring in a mountain stream, the water is blue and green, and at a glance, you can see the fish and rocks swimming under the water.
A life and character without impurities.
Does she do this to everyone
Lu Jiaheng suddenly felt a subtle discomfort for no reason.
He didn't speak, just raised his hand and grabbed the clothes in the girl's hand, hung them on the shelf, turned around and walked out.
Chu Zhi was a little inexplicable, and she could see it well, but why did this person turn around and leave.
They also visited almost all the shops on the third floor, but the young master didn't seem to care about it at all, and he didn't like anything.
When will I buy it if I go on like this, Chu Zhi cried and followed behind with her head drooping.
As a result, the man walking in front suddenly stopped.
Chu Zhi lowered his head, and before he could react, he lightly bumped his back.
There was not much strength, but the place where his forehead touched was hard. Chu Zhi raised his head and said sorry in a low voice.
As she said this, the man had already turned around.
Her thin lips were slightly pursed, her peach blossom eyes narrowed, and she suddenly asked, "How did you grow so big?"
Chu Zhi felt that his question was a bit unfinished. How did buying clothes become her growth history? She blankly said "Huh?"
Lu Jiaheng looked at her dazed appearance and was about to have a seizure, and told her to be defensive, give her a good class, and don't put clothes on the opposite sex casually in the future, staring at other people's eyes, and suddenly When she was so close to the man, the little girl tilted her head and looked at him: "This matter is a long story, and I can't explain it for a while."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Lu Jiaheng is so grown up, he has never seen a person with such a brain circuit.
The author has something to say:
Lu Jiaheng: Fuck me, I was fucked up again.