Mouth, "Uncle, come pick me up, I want to be the first to sing a birthday song for you, and sing it in front of you. I still have a birthday present I want to give you."
Nie Wenyuan's tone could not hear any emotional ups and downs, as if he didn't care, "It's very late, tomorrow."
Huang Dan said, "Forget it, when I didn't say it."
Before waiting for the other end to say anything, Huang Dan put the microphone down. He went back to the room and fell on the bed with his hands behind his head, "Mr. Lu, thank you for your help this time, I didn't miss the time."
System, "Any time in twenty-four hours is fine, why bother in the first second."
Huang Dan said, "I thought the same as you in the past. Someone told me that it was different. Slowly, I understood that the meaning is indeed not the same."
The system didn't ask, and he wasn't interested in other people's private affairs.
Less than half an hour later, Huang Dan could vaguely hear the sound of the car's engine. He flipped through the window lightly and went out, running in the dark, all the way out of the alley, and saw a car parked at the intersection.
The man was sitting in the car with a cigarette in his mouth. He seemed to be in a hurry to go out. The thick gray sweater under his coat was all worn backwards.
Huang Dan pretended not to see it.
Chapter 94
The night wind was slowly, desperately trying to squeeze into the car, but was blocked, clinging to the car glass, and accompanying him all the way.
The car stopped at the intersection, Nie Wenyuan turned his head and saw that the back of his nephew's head was leaning against the back of the chair, the broken hair swept across his fair ears, his eyes were closed, his nose flaps gently, and he fell asleep.
Nie Wenyuan took out a half-pack of cigarettes from the outer pocket of his coat. He lowered his head and held a cigarette to his mouth. Yu went to get a matchbox to light it, frowned again, and stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case.
The car was quiet, Nie Wenyuan raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes for a few seconds and opened them, his eyes were solemn and clear.
It was past one o'clock in the morning when she arrived, and Wu Nǎinǎi slept soundly, unaware of the noise outside. If she knew that Nie Wenyuan brought someone back, she would probably be chatting alone in the middle of the night and couldn't close her eyes.
Huang Dan followed the man to change his shoes and went upstairs. The footsteps of the two of them were not heavy. They walked through the silent corridor and entered the bedroom inside.
The door was closed behind, Nie Wenyuan took off his coat, and his black thick-knit sweater was exposed to the light.
Huang Dan glanced at it, but decided not to say anything.
Nie Wenyuan found out for himself that he took off the sweater and put it back on as if nothing had happened. There was not a trace of embarrassment and unnaturalness on his face. It was too calm.
Huang Dan looked at the man's face, knowing that the other party would not explain what happened tonight, he didn't ask a word, just come and pick him up as he wished.
I'm going to sing later, Huang Dan is a little nervous and wants to drink water to moisten his throat, "Uncle, do you have water?"
Nie Wenyuan said that there is it on the table.
Huang Dan picked up the purple sand teacup, lifted the lid, and drank the tea. It was cold and the tea was strong. A bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue, and strands of it spread out in his mouth. A touch of cool bitterness to suppress some.
"Uncle, I'm going to start singing."
Nie Wenyuan sat on the chair, his long legs folded, and he nodded casually.
Huang Dan raised his hands and beat himself very seriously. When he sang every word, he looked straight at the man on the chair.
After singing the last note, Huang Dan heard the man say, "Go out."
He was stunned for a moment and left. When he got to the door, he looked back. The man was still sitting on the chair, his posture did not change, but the expression on his face was a little weird.
Within two minutes, Huang Dan was called back to the bedroom by Nie Wenyuan.
Nie Wenyuan said, "Sing it again."
In the face of this inexplicable request, Huang Dan didn't ask anything, he started to beat the beat with his hands again, and seriously sang the birthday song for the man.
Nie Wenyuan called his nephew out for the second time.
Huang Dan squinted, the man had a problem, he didn't ask on the spot, and walked out of the bedroom obediently, "Mr. Lu, I want to know what Nie Wenyuan is doing inside."
System, "Check if the birthday song is recorded."
Huang Dan, "… "
After a while, there was a deep shout from inside, and Huang Dan pushed the door and went in.
Nie Wenyuan picked up the teacup and drank water, put the teacup back on the table without knowing what to think of, and then picked it up again and touched his mouth, doing strange things, his expression was very serious, making people want to laugh, but Succumbing to his majesty, can only pretend not to see.
Huang Dan didn't speak, just looked at the man across a desk.
Nie Wenyuan drank the remaining herbal tea in the cup, waiting for his little nephew's birthday present.
He watched his little nephew go around the book