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Lu Ming opened his eyes, and Chi Qiu closed them abruptly.
Lu Ming asked, "Can't sleep?"
Chi Qiu had no choice but to open his eyes, and squeaked out, "Mmm..."
Lu Ming let go: "Do you want to talk?"
Chi Qiu lowered his eyes, not knowing what to say. On weekdays, he liked talking to Lu Ming the most. But today, Chi Qiu's voice was muffled, not knowing what to say.
Finally, after a long hesitation, he asked Lu Ming: "Can you make dried flowers with me tomorrow? You sent me a lot of roses, and I want to make them all dried flowers so that they can be kept in the room longer."
"I don't know how to make dried flowers." Lu Ming has no interest in this, but Chi Qiu can do it if he wants to, "I need to learn."
"Aunt Zhang taught me, it's very simple." Seeing that Lu Ming agreed, Chi Qiu was full of confidence, "I can teach you."
Lu Ming responded, "Okay."
"Lu Ming."
"Um?"
"The roses at home are much better. You should buy less." Chi Qiu made a calculation in his heart, and said with some happiness, "I almost can't put it down."
"good."
"Lu Ming, I've been resting on your arm, you will be tired."
"Not tired."
"Then sleep until morning, will your arm be bad..."
"Wait until you fall asleep." Every time, Lu Ming waited for Chi Qiu to fall asleep before pulling out his arm. Otherwise, if Chi Qiu slept on it until morning, then Lu Ming's arm would probably have been crippled countless times.
Chi Qiu became inexplicably worried: "I don't have a pillow anymore, you can take it back now."
The word "take" is very subtle.
Chi Qiu fell back on his own pillow and slept with Lu Ming's arms in his arms, muttering about this and that, completely forgetting that he was still crying an hour ago.
He was so easy to coax, so easy to coax that even Lu Ming forgot that an hour ago, Chi Qiu was still crying.
Lu Ming seemed to be a little sleepy. Amidst Chi Qiu's chatter, his voice became deeper and deeper, like the moon outside the window falling on Chi Qiu's ear: "Got it."
"Lu Ming?"
"Lu Ming, are you asleep?"
Since Lu Ming fell asleep, Chi Qiu felt that he could do whatever he wanted.
So, he began to ask Lu Ming, obviously in a timid tone, but also seemed to be domineering: "You must love me like this forever, you know?"
"Good night." Chi Qiu kissed him, "Thank you for comforting me today."
The next morning, Lu Ming woke up earlier than Chi Qiu.
Chi Qiu slept late yesterday, so naturally he got up late in the morning. Lu Ming didn't wake him up, so he tucked in the blanket and got up first.
At seven o'clock in the morning, Lu Ming went out for a morning run for half an hour. After returning, Chi Qiu was still sleeping, and Lu Ming went into the bathroom to take a shower. The sound of the water was not loud and did not wake Chi Qiu up.
At 7:30, Lu Ming sat at the dining table and ate a plate of sandwiches and drank a glass of milk. He looked at the roses he had brought back in vases in the living room, and got up to pick one up.
Aunt Zhang came over to collect the dishes and reminded Lu Ming: "President Lu, isn't there an abandoned greenhouse in the backyard, why don't I ask someone to clean it up? You see, this living room will be full if it is put down."
"Need not."
Chi Qiu said last night, buy less, Lu Ming is very obedient.
Aunt Zhang didn't know what they were whispering. Seeing Lu Ming looking at Rose seriously, she thought she had said something wrong, so she glanced awkwardly at the roses that filled the living room.
As soon as she turned around, Lu Ming suddenly asked him, "Aunt Zhang, can you make dried flowers?"
"meeting."
"Can you tell me the steps first?" Lu Ming's temper has always been like this, and he belongs to the "preview" school.
When Chi Qiu woke up, the clock was pointing to a quarter past nine in the morning.
He touched the position beside him and found that Lu Ming got up early. He got up in a hurry, after washing up, he looked at his eyes in the mirror, they seemed a little swollen. Last night he cried for so long and stayed up late... To put it a little bit more exaggeratedly, Chi Qiu's face today was more than a little haggard.
He washed his face several times with cold water before walking out of the bedroom.
Smelling the scent of roses, he found Lu Ming and Aunt Zhang in the front yard of the villa. They have sorted out the roses first and trimmed them to a suitable length.
Aunt Zhang got up: "Sir, you're awake, what do you want for breakfast?"
Chi Qiu was bewildered, leaning on the door frame and asking, "What are you doing?"
Lu Ming patted the broken leaves on his hands: "I'm going to make dried flowers, you have some breakfast first." He walked over and looked into Chi Qiu's eyes, "It's swollen."
"Is it swollen?"
"No."
Chi Qiu didn't know what to think, and blurted out: "Like a frog..."
Lu Ming didn't know how to answer for a moment, but it was okay to say yes.
Seeing that Lu Ming didn't speak anymore, Chi Qiu thought he felt the same, so he was anxious: "Is it really similar?"
"No, not like."
In order to reassure Chi Qiu, Lu Ming went to make a pot of tea while Chi Qiu was eating breakfast. He took out the brewed tea and pasted it on Chi Qiu's swollen eyes: "15 minutes."
This is a local recipe that Lu Ming knew when he was a child, and it was taught to him by his classmates. Every time his mother Lu You cried all night and her eyes were swollen the next day, Lu Ming would use this method to reduce her swelling. For some reason, Lu Ming did not forget this memory.
Right now it's time to help.
Meanwhile, Lu Ming continued to organize the roses in the front yard. Sitting on the sofa, Chi Qiu touched the tea leaves stuck to his eyes, feeling strange. He wanted to rush to tidy up the roses with Lu Ming, but he was afraid that his appearance would make the part-time worker who cleaned the front yard a joke.
Fifteen minutes turned out to be an awfully long time.
Chi Qiu saw Lu Ming standing in the front yard and started answering the phone, as if he couldn't finish his work. Chi Lanyan was like this, and so was Lu Ming. Chi Qiu seemed to be used to waiting.
After a while, Aunt Zhang walked up to him and looked at Lu Ming who was answering the phone. She took out two folded tickets from her apron pocket and put them in Chi Qiu's hand: "Sir, this is Mr. Lu's suit pocket. Mr. Lu seems to have forgotten the tickets in the store."
Fortunately, before the hourly worker cleaned his suit, he took out his pockets.
It's just that Lu Ming has been busy recently. Aunt Zhang put the tickets in Lu Ming's study several times, but Lu Ming didn't care. When the part-time worker was cleaning the study room this morning, I found these two tickets under the curtains, probably blown by the wind.
Aunt Zhang said, "I still have to go buy some vegetables. I was delayed a while ago when I arranged the roses with Mr. Lu." Seeing that Lu Ming was inconvenient, she asked Chi Qiu, "Sir, I'll give you the tickets first. "
Chi Qiu squeezed the smooth paper ticket in his hand, nodded: "I'll talk to him later."
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, Chi Qiu saw that Lu Ming's phone call was still going on.
Out of curiosity, Chi Qiu took advantage of Lu Ming's back to him, picked up the ticket and looked at it, and found that it turned out to be Lu Fengshen's art exhibition ticket, and there were only two tickets.
It was the first time Chi Qiu saw the tickets for the art exhibition. He held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, his heart eager to move. At the same time, he also checked the information on the Internet and found that only invited people can go to this type of art exhibition, and ordinary people generally cannot enter.
But who would invite a blind man to a painting exhibition
Chi Qiu put the tickets aside dejectedly, and after thinking about it carefully, Lu Fengshen gave Lu Ming two tickets, didn't that mean he wanted to invite himself to go with him
He silently deleted the search records, put away his mobile phone, and waited expectantly.
The author has something to say:
The plot has reached the point where Lu Mingai doesn't know it, and thinks that he is living his married life step by step. The broken mirror is not far away, but the paved road needs to be tighter. In addition, my three-dimensional state is not good recently, and the timing of updating the article is a bit messy, thank you for your tolerance. (Sometimes two chapters are updated in one day, don't miss it!