After all, the first father and the old man Lu have not seen each other for many years. They knew that Chu Yunfei was only a young boy, and the Jingheng Group was not called Jingheng at that time. The two lived close together. He smiles, he is handsome and likable, he does bad things with big eyes and blinks, and he likes to go to Mr. Lu's house next to him for a meal.
Later, Chu Yunfei's family moved to the South to engage in real estate development. They didn't have contact for 20 or 30 years. When he returned to the imperial capital, he came back alone. His parents stayed in the South, so he only had two meals with Mr. Lu in private. The two were probably Just talk about the old, nothing else.
Chu Zhi was completely unaware of this.
When Lu Jiaheng saw his first father, he thought he was here to bring his daughter home, even though his first father was friendly to him because of Lu Jiayi, he was still mentally prepared. Work. As soon as the old man saw him, he put his hands behind his back, his expressionless face showed a happy expression, and he came over.
- Started chatting.
Lu Jiaheng "… "
Lu Jiaheng felt that this scene was a little scary.
The occasions when he saw his first father several times were not formal. The first father was either wearing pajamas or pajamas. With his gentle facial features, Lu Jiaheng still had a soft feeling even with his fierce expression. , At this time, the man was dressed in formal clothes, and his temperament was very different from before.
Chu Zhi stood behind her first father like a little chick, her mouth slightly open and her expression a little dull.
She quickly recovered, looked at Lu Jiaheng, blinked, took two steps back sneakily, and walked out in a low voice.
Lu Jiaheng understood and followed her out.
It was cool in the late autumn, and the temperature of the central air conditioner was not too high. As soon as the two walked out of the banquet hall and entered the hall, they shrank their necks, and Lu Jiaheng took off his suit jacket and put it on for her.
They were like two young couples eloping secretly. Chu Zhi and Lu Jiaheng got into the car. He drove the car around the city center aimlessly for two laps, and finally stopped on the side of the brightly lit road.
Chuzhi sat in the back seat, stretched out his head, lay on the back of his driver's seat, didn't speak, just looked at him like that.
She was probably not used to wearing such high heels, so she took off her shoes at this time, her feet were on the seat, her feet were hidden in the skirt, only her fair toes were exposed.
Lu Jiaheng turned his head sideways and asked softly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
The street lights were gorgeous, and they ran across her face like water, sometimes charming and ghostly, and sometimes dim and gentle.
"Want to look at you," she said softly.
Lu Jiaheng's heart softened: "Are you tired? Go home?"
"Can you retire early for the anniversary party?"
He turned his head again, turned the steering wheel, and looked a little careless and indifferent from the side: "It's okay, I've said everything that needs to be said, and I don't need to be there after that."
Chu Zhi only nodded: "Then go home."
When the two got home, as soon as they entered the door, Chu Zhi kicked off her high heels and stepped on the floor with her bare feet. Guess she hid behind the curtain and stuck out a small head. As soon as she saw her, she let out a meow and stepped on it. The elegant cat walks over.
Chuzhi picked it up casually, and the long cat hair stuck to a skirt.
Lu Jiaheng followed her, raised his hand and pulled the suit jacket off her body and put it aside.
Chuzhi was sitting paralyzed on the sofa with the cat in her arms. She was so tired that she let out a long sigh of relief. She lifted up her skirt and lay on the sofa. The large skirt fell to the ground and bloomed.
Lu Jiaheng was amused by her limp and paralyzed appearance, walked over and sat at her feet, pinched her ankle and rubbed her: "Is it so tired?"
Chu Zhi opened her eyes wide and looked at him with an exaggerated expression: "That heel is so high and thin."
Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyes and didn't speak. Her slender fingers pinched her ankle and supported her heel with one hand, looking focused and serious.
The living room was quiet, you guessed it was nestled in Chuzhi's arms, making a soft purring sound comfortably.
Chuzhi enjoyed the handsome guy's massage service so comfortable that she started to feel sleepy. She leaned on the sofa cushion, rubbed against it, and yawned again: "My dad and your grandpa used to know each other..."
Lu Jiaheng paused, raised his eyes, and glanced at her.
Chu Zhi wanted to rub her eyes, remembered that she had makeup on her face, and held back, she poked the corner of her eyes lightly with her fingertips: "I don't know, he never told me these things, but he didn't either. Know you."
He still didn't speak.
Chu Zhi didn't know what to say.
She raised her head, straightened up, raised her hand, and poked his arm: "Why don't you speak?"
Lu Jiaheng looked at her: "I didn't react a bit."
Chu Zhi was stunned: "Ah? What?"
"Girlfriend is a princess."
Chuzhi let out an "ah" and said a little embarrassedly, "No..."
Lu Jiaheng squinted slightly: "So what is your family doing?"
Chuzhi scratched his chin and said slowly: "The house is sold, but my dad doesn't seem to care much, he gave it to my uncle."
Selling a house.
Lu Jiaheng has used Chuzhi's brain circuits and understanding for so many years to judge that she should not mean to open a real estate agency as a house seller.
Lu Jiaheng almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
He had known her for so long, and the two of them had never questioned each other's family too much. He could see that her family was well-off, well-protected by her parents from childhood to adulthood, she had never suffered much, and grew up happily. Being so big, Lu Jiaheng felt that this was enough.
He lowered his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingertips.
It turned out that the "I'll raise you" that the little girl kept talking about was the literal meaning. She was prepared to raise him from the bottom of her heart, not because she was talking to him.
Lu Jiaheng was suddenly a little melancholy, and he didn't know how to describe the feeling, as if he could only rely on his stinky money to tie his girlfriend's heart, but it turned out that they were not rare at all.
Lu Jiaheng fell into the delicate mood of the enchanted teenager, and his sense of crisis suddenly increased.
He leaned over, propped the sofa on top of Chuzhi with both hands, grabbed the one that was still sticky in Chuzhi's arms, and threw it on the ground, looked down at her: "Chuzhi, get married."
"… "
Chuzhi: "?"
Lu Jiaheng was so worried: "Get married."
Chu Zhi was stunned: "Now... now?"
Lu Jiaheng pursed his lips: "I'm going to tell my uncle and auntie tomorrow, what do you want?"
"… "
Chu Zhi was dazed and looked at him uncertainly: "I don't know, what should I want?"
Lu Jiaheng was also at a loss: "I have never married."
So the two kept an ambiguous posture and folded up and down on the sofa. Lu Jiaheng stood up straight with the backrest, and Chu Zhi also sat up, took out her phone, and started Baidu.
While sharing with Lu Jiaheng on Baidu, he patted his thigh with great interest: "Look, they also sent a cow, I don't want the cow if it's too big, Lu Jiaheng, I want chicken and duck, you can get it for me Two come here."
Lu Jiaheng gently touched her hair: "Dear, you don't need those, it's not healthy, it's enough for you to have me."
Chu Zhi stared at the phone screen with wide eyes: "I still need to prepare a gift, but I didn't say how much." She turned her head and looked at him with a smile, "Lu Jiaheng, how much are you going to give me?"
The little girl's eyes lit up, Lu Jiaheng chuckled lightly: "I'll give it all to you, all my money is yours."
Chu Zhi was moved by him.
When she was chatting with Lin Tong and the others in the dormitory group before, she was also madly taught that if you want to grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp his wallet and see how much he is willing to give you, that is how much he loves you .
Chu Zhi felt that love is mutual, and since the other party is willing to give, then she must also express herself.
Chu Zhi sniffed, blinked, her eyes were almost red with emotion, she raised her head and looked at him shyly: "Lu Jiaheng, I don't have that much money for you."
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you sell a house?"
Chuzhi nodded and said seriously: "So I can give you a house, you can choose it yourself, I still have a few courtyard houses."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Oh, there are more courtyards.
Before he could react, Chu Zhi licked her lips, jumped off the sofa and stood up shaking her head, pulled him up by his hand, dragged him to the study, and pushed open the balcony door.
It was cold outside at night, her shoulders shrank from the cold, and she kept leading him to the guardrail.
There are rows of buildings in the community, with excellent greenery, the cobblestone-paved path is dimly lit, and the dim yellow street lights meandering forward, and the white statue fountain in the middle of the small garden is silent in the night.
Chuzhi's long red dress looks more gorgeous in the dark, like a little queen.
She put her shoulders down, pointed down, raised her head and looked at him with a soft voice: "You can choose in this community, Concubine Ai, this is what I have built for you."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
It's not that easy to marry a daughter-in-law, especially when you have a father-in-law who is not very easy to handle.
Lu Jiaheng decided to buffer it first and make the relationship better.
In January, during Lu Jiayi's winter vacation, the boy didn't say a word, and brought a large package and a small package and knocked on Lu Jiaheng's door, staring at him with the same eyes as Bambi, as if begging for shelter.
Three days later, Lu Jiaheng found that his younger brother was no longer home, and ran to Chuzhi's house downstairs all day.
So one time, he slipped someone back and had a long talk with him.
Lu Jiayi is so knowledgeable, his brother hasn't even said a word yet, the young man said "I know I understand and I understand", and said skillfully: "Brother, don't worry, I understand."
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
The boy smiled and said, "Do you want to marry Sister Chuzhi, but Uncle Chu doesn't like you?"
Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes unhappily, raised his hand and gave him a shudder.
He did not take lightly this time, the young man groaned, covered his fair forehead, and looked at him pitifully.
Lu Jiaheng restrained his smile and lowered his eyes.
When Jiang Ruan just left, Lu Jiayi was in a very bad state.
The boy was silent for a long time. After the incident, Lu Hongsheng disappeared. He was the only one in the huge house. Until one night, the nanny called Lu Jiaheng and said that Lu Jiayi was gone.
In the middle of the night after he went out to find him, he came home and saw him squatting in front of his house, crying on his knees.
That was the first time he left him, and when he came out of the bath, the boy had already laid the floor, and looked at him timidly, holding the pillow and the quilt, for fear that he would temporarily change his mind and drive him out: " Brother, I'll sleep just fine."
Lu Jiaheng couldn't describe how he felt at that time.
He sighed silently, walked over, grabbed his pillow and threw it on the bed: "You sleep with me."
The child showed a flattered expression, nervous, happy, and scared.
For the first time, Lu Jiaheng thought about how Lu Jiayi had lived in the past ten years.
This kind of careful and cautious, very good at looking at people's faces, timid and precocious, what kind of growth environment created it.
He began to realize slowly that perhaps the poorest child in this family was not him.
It was Lu Jiayi.
He was too young, sensible and too early, and he knew things he shouldn't know too early, so he was always careful and flattering every time he looked at him, every minute and every second. Tormented by what he felt did not belong to him.
He was a good boy, but he was punished because of his goodness.
Lu Jiaheng suddenly felt that his hostility to him for so many years was naive and cruel, like a child's anger with nowhere to vent.
Lu Jiayi didn't notice his distraction, and was enthusiastic to help him with ideas. During the winter vacation, he went to Chuzhi's house for dinner every day. Although she still has a little rounded baby fat, her facial features are a lot more three-dimensional, and her facial contour is a little bit similar to Lu Jiaheng's.
I don't know what method he used. My first father's attitude towards Lu Jiaheng changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Until a few years ago, the two men could even sit on the sofa calmly after dinner, watching TV and talking about football and finance. news.
As in previous years, Chu Zhi went back to the south to spend the New Year with her grandparents. On New Year's Eve, the two of them talked on the phone. On her side there was the noise of adults playing mahjong, while Lu Jiaheng's side was very quiet and there was no sound.
Chu Zhi suddenly remembered that in the first New Year after they were together, she was also at her grandparents' house, videotaping with him, while others were working overtime in the office. The camera could see tall documents and instant noodle cups.
At that time, Chu Zhi desperately wanted to fly back, go back to find him, and celebrate the New Year with him.
Thinking of this, her heart moved.
Lu Jiaheng took Lu Jiayi back to Mr. Lu during Chinese New Year. None of the three grandfathers and grandsons knew how to make dumplings. On New Year's Eve, one old man and one young man stared at Lu Jiaheng, and one was in charge of checking the steps of making dumplings with his mobile phone. He, the one in charge of watching the fun on crutches, Lu Jiaheng wrapped an apron and chopped the dumpling stuffing jerky.
Also, what the hell do you have to wrap Lu Jiayi, this little bunny, with sunflowers stuffed with brown sugar.
How could Young Master Lu have done such a job, he made a mess of it, after cooking it, the three grandfather and grandson looked at the pot of meatballs and dumped the dumpling wrappers, and silently chose to go out to the restaurant.
The three were neatly dressed, and when they went out, they saw Lu Hongsheng standing at the door.
The man didn't seem to expect that someone would come out, and was stunned for a while.
It was Lu Jiayi who reacted first and called him Dad.
Lu Hongsheng lowered his eyes suddenly.
He hasn't shown up since his accident. After all, he is his own son. Mr. Lu didn't say anything, and the house was left empty for him, but he seemed to have evaporated from the world and never came back.
Lu Hongsheng was wearing a black down jacket and a scarf. His face looked a lot thinner, but he was clean and tidy, as if he had taken care of it specially.
With a bag of fruit in his hand, he reacted hurriedly and took two steps forward, stuffed it into Lu Jiayi's arms, turned to leave, and paused again.
He turned around, raised his eyes, looked at Lu Jiaheng, licked his lips, and said softly, "I—"
Lu Jiaheng looked at him quietly, his dark eyes calm.
Lu Hongsheng was a little dazed.
When Lu Jiaheng was young, Lu Hongsheng took him out, and everyone who saw him would say that this child is really beautiful, especially the eyes, which are exactly the same as his mother.
At that time, Lu Hongsheng was still a little unconvinced, thinking about what he could see at such a young age, he must be like me when he grows up.
As a result, as he got bigger and bigger, his facial features really began to resemble him, except for the eyes, which seemed to be carved in the mold of his mother.
Sometimes Lu Hongsheng would keep thinking, since when did the relationship between their father and son get worse and worse, even to the point where they had to have a life-and-death situation.
He can't even remember.
Lu Hongsheng lowered his eyes, avoided his sight in embarrassment, turned around and ran away.
Not only his qualifications as a father, he probably lost his qualifications to say sorry.
The old man's nanny went home for the New Year, and Lu Jiaheng took the old man and the young man to a restaurant for worship. On the evening of the sixth day of the new year, Lu Jiaheng received a call from Chuzhi.
The little girl's voice on the phone was a little empty, she sniffed: "Lu Jiaheng... Where are you..."
Lu Jiaheng glanced at the old man who taught Lu Jiayi to play Go at the small table next to him: "I'm at home, what's wrong?"
Chuzhi was pitiful and procrastinated: "You lied, I am in your house now, and there is no one in your house."
Lu Jiaheng was stunned: "I'll go back right now."
An hour later, as soon as Lu Jiaheng opened the door, he saw Chu Zhi squatting on the ground with her butt pouted, with a rag in her hand, wiping the floor.
The little short legs come and go, wipe row by row, there is a water basin next to it, and a tatami background is added, so that you can go to shoot Japanese dramas.
Lu Jiaheng didn't move. He stood at the door leaning against the door frame and looked at her for a while. He raised his hand and pointed to the corner next to him: "Have you wiped that piece?"
Chuzhi: "..."
Chuzhi turned his head angrily, and threw the rag at his feet: "Wipe it yourself!"
Lu Jiaheng smiled and bent over to pick up the rag, walked over and threw it in the basin, pulling her into his arms and holding her: "I came back so early this year."
In previous years, Chu Zhi had to stay there for a few days before returning. This year, she graduated and went to work, so she no longer had winter and summer vacations, so she naturally came back early.
Chu Zhi smiled and hugged him back. By the way, she wiped the hand she had just squeezed the rag onto his clothes. After wiping the palm of her hand and the back of her hand, she was relieved after revenge, and said with satisfaction, "I miss you."
Lu Jiaheng didn't move, he hugged her with his head down and let her head arch back and forth in his arms, smelling like a puppy.
She seemed to like his smell very much, especially every time she hadn't seen each other for a long time, she would hug him for a while after seeing him, digging into his arms like a little gopher.
He liked all her close moves, the warmth of hugging him, the moment of kissing.
I also like her occasional, unconscious, light words, but with the strength of thunder, and like a warm static flow into the heart, sour and soft to a mess.
As long as it's her, anything is possible.
As long as it was her, she was willing to do anything.
Chu Zhi didn't wait for his response for a long time, and finally raised his head from his arms, with the tip of his chin on his chest, and looked at him with a smile: "Lu Jiaheng, do you know what day tomorrow is?"
He hugged her, lowered his eyes, and looked gentle: "Huh? What day?"
"Tomorrow is the seventh day." Chu Zhi reminded him.
Lu Jiaheng nodded: "days at work."
Chuzhi: "..."
She seemed to be speechless for a moment, and she pulled a little distance against his abdomen, and stared at him dissatisfied for a while.
Lu Jiaheng blinked innocently.
Chu Zhi still stared at him, and after a long while, he sighed with a worried look, and hooked his hand at him: "Come here."
Lu Jiaheng hooked his lips, leaned forward obediently, and brought his ears close.
Chuzhi leaned forward and spoke very slowly: "Tomorrow is the seventh day of the first day—"
She paused.
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on her small red ears.
The next second, the little girl whispered,
"—It's the day the Civil Affairs Bureau opened its doors."
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, it is advisable to get married, at 8:30 in the morning, at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Chu Zhi pulled Lu Jiaheng's hand and waited happily, her face was rosy and light, and chatted with him.
Lu Jiaheng stood beside her, but was unusually silent.
After talking for a while, Chu Zhi realized the problem and turned to look at him: "Lu Jiaheng."
He lowered his eyes: "Huh?"
"Are you nervous?"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Chu Zhi blinked, and suddenly showed the expression of a very confidant big sister. She stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder: "It's alright, don't be afraid, you can go in in a while and listen to me."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
They were just at the door, and there were two staff members standing at the door, and they were happy when they heard it.
Chu Zhi didn't pay attention, and was still talking on his shoulder: "Don't be nervous, I heard that this is very fast, just slow down when queuing up, and then you close your eyes, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click. past."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
The staff next to her were overjoyed. Chu Zhi and Lu Jiaheng went in. As Chu Zhi said, the two filled out the form, took photos and paid the money. When the stamp was stamped, Chu Zhi was still in a daze, and blinked at the counter. After reacting, the curious baby looked at the staff like: "Is this all right?"
The staff also smiled: "Yes, well, I wish you happiness."
Until the two took the little red book, Lu Jiaheng led her out, and when they reached the door, Chu Zhi suddenly stopped.
Lu Jiaheng also stopped and turned around: "What's wrong?"
Chu Zhi raised her head and looked at him blankly, her expression a little blank: "Lu Jiaheng."
Lu Jiaheng patiently said, "Well."
"Are we married?"
The corners of his lips curved slightly, he smiled, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes also ticked: "Well."
Chu Zhi looked at him in a trance, and slowly reacted, her mouth closed, her expression suddenly a little pitiful, a little aggrieved: "How can I get married..." She looked like she was about to cry, "I'm only twenty I'm two years old, I just graduated from college... Why did I marry you uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
No wonder this little guy is so worry-free these two days, he was waiting here.
The staff next to him probably had never seen this before and couldn't stop laughing.
Lu Jiaheng let out a low snort, and carried the person up like a sack before walking out.
Chuzhi screamed, for fear that he would fall off him, and hurriedly hugged his neck: "What are you doing, what are you doing!"
Lu Jiaheng ignored her, carried the person out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, threw it into the car, got in the car himself, and went home.
Along the way, Chu Zhi was looking at the little red book in her hand, and she was still a little dazed.
He was driving, and she suddenly turned sideways and looked at him with her head tilted: "Lu Jiaheng, will you regret marrying me in the future?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't even correct her thoughts: "No."
"How do you know not? Life is so long, what if you meet someone you like more in the future."
Lu Jiaheng thought for a while and felt that what she said made sense: "That's not necessarily true."
Chuzhi was angry: "You want to be beautiful!"
Lu Jiaheng licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue and smiled: "What are you, fear of marriage?"
Chu Zhi looked like a little monster, grinning at him: "Lu Jiaheng, I'm yours now, if you dare to treat me badly, I'll—"
She racked her brains for a while, but couldn't think of a powerful threat.
Lu Jiaheng suddenly became quiet.
The car was parked in the parking lot of the community. He put his hand on the steering wheel and turned his head to look at her: "No."
Chu Zhi blinked: "Huh?"
He lowered his eyes, his voice was flat and gentle, as if he was talking about the most ordinary thing: "I won't meet someone I like more in the future."
Chu Zhi was stunned.
"Do you still remember the freshman year?"
"At that time, I always felt that you actually liked me a little bit and wanted me to notice you,"
He seemed to be thinking about the past, and suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "I found out later that you don't need it at all, as long as you look at me, I will go with you."
The scorching sun was like fire, the sun was in the sky, the seventeen-year-old Chu Zhi was alone, dragging a large suitcase into the campus of University A, standing there, looking around blankly, like a small animal lost in the forest. .
Lu Jiaheng stood lazily beside the volunteer's shed, pinched in his hand and listened to the cola drink, with a lazy and indifferent expression, unable to see everything.
Across the main road of the campus and the crowd, she suddenly looked at him without warning.
Eyes collide.
The pupils of the girls are dark, clear and bright.
Looking at each other for three seconds, she winked at him.
Lu Jiaheng was stunned.
The French plane trees are lush, the clouds are thin, the sun is scorching bright, and the asphalt roads on the campus are baked to the point of melting.
- As long as you look at me, I will go with you.
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