Second-Hand Love Letter

Chapter 1: Secondhand Love Letter 01

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Shen Wenqiu did not expect that Lu Yong would really come.

After all, the two haven't seen each other for nearly ten years, and the last meeting that year was very unpleasant.

He gave the police this string of phone numbers purely to cause trouble.

He wasn't even sure if the number belonged to Lu Yong, even if he took the liberty to call, he would only be regarded as a liar, right? Maybe it will cause the police to be scolded. He felt happy just thinking about it, and he was ready to be complained by the police.

But I actually got in touch. Not only that, Lu Yong rushed to the police station that day to pay him the administrative fine for participating in the gathering-crowd-gambling-gambling. , so he squatted in the detention center for a minimum period of five days before being released.

Lu Yong said earlier that he would come to pick him up, but Shen Wenqiu was skeptical.

Midsummer noon.

The sun shines on the ground, and the cicadas sing loudly.

Shen Wenqiu walked out of the gate, and when he looked up, he could see a Mercedes E63S parked across the road. It was dark and matte. This car was also known as "thug in a suit" because of its elegant model and violent configuration. In addition, even if it is not activated, it can be seen that it is worth a lot, but what is more conspicuous is the man standing beside the car.

the owner of the car.

Lu Yong looks much different than when he was in high school.

When he was in high school, Lu Yong had a particularly gloomy personality. He was 1.87 meters tall when he was only a freshman. He was tanned because he helped the family, and his skin was slightly rough. of large beasts. And one arm is missing, well, it should be said to be a disabled beast.

Shen Wenqiu still remembers that when Lu Yong was young, his family was poor, and he had to wear three or two pieces of clothes until they were washed and faded. From the frayed sleeves to the hems of the shoes, there was a shabby smell.

But now, he was dressed in a well-fitting and expensive suit and leather shoes, as tall and handsome as a steel bar.

He is probably distinguished from others and has been pampered for a long time. He is not as black as charcoal as before, but is much whiter and has become a healthy wheat color. His eyebrows, which were always fierce before, have also stretched a lot. Only then can we see that he has a straight face. Eyebrows, but still cold, the drooping corners of the eyes and the corners of the mouth make him look like a stranger who is not easy to get close to.

Different from the weird atmosphere of the past, but now it is the temperament of a superior.

Shen Wenqiu vaguely felt that although Lu Yong was expressionless, the atmosphere seemed a little anxious and sharp.

That's right, no one would have a good look at a rascal like him.

But Shen Wenqiu has never been afraid of Lu Yong, and now he has experienced so much that his skin is thicker than the city wall, and he can smile in front of the police, not to mention an old classmate, he walked briskly, with a smile on his face, as if he was very close to him. Greeted familiarly: "Lu Yong, wow, you are so handsome today."

"Oh, no, should I call you 'Boss Lu'?"

In short, praise first and then talk, don't stretch out your hand to hit the smiling face.

He went to look at Lu Yong's right hand again. There used to be only an empty sleeve, but now there is an arm stuffed in it. The metal arm is invisible at first glance. If you look at it from a distance, you will mistakenly think that his right hand is wearing a glove: " I wanted to ask the last time I saw it, this prosthetic limb you have looks really cool."

Lu Yong raised his mechanical right hand, Shen Wenqiu touched his palm, and Lu Yong took his hand.

It was summer, and the prosthetic limb was heated by the sun, like human body temperature, and the surface was frosted to increase friction. When touching Shen Wenqiu's palm, it felt a little rustling.

Itchy.

Shen Wenqiu was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Can you still move your fingers so dexterously?"

Lu Yong nodded and said, "Using the latest technology and connecting some muscle nerves, you can do a lot of fine operations."

Shen Wenqiu was amazed: "That must be very expensive?"

Lu Yong gave another soft "um" and said flatly, "Eight hundred thousand. US dollars."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yong pulled Shen Wenqiu and said, "Get in the car first."

Shen Wenqiu's stomach grunted in due course, he smiled embarrassedly, and pulled Lu Yong away instead: "I haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry... The noodle shop next door is cheap and delicious, and every day I will eat here every time I come out, and I will take you there."

He took two steps, as if remembering something, he turned his head and smiled at Lu Yong, and said as a matter of course: "I don't have any money with me, please pay for me, Dayong."

The title of "Dayong" brought Lu Yong's thoughts back to when he was a teenager, he was in a trance for a while, Shen Wenqiu looked depraved and haggard, only when he smiled, he was still as bright as before, as if there was no haze at all.

For a moment, he even felt that they had never parted in these years, and Shen Wenqiu didn't hate him at all.

In his impression of the high school report day, the sun was so bright and so hot that the soles of his shoes were about to melt.

Dad personally sent him there, because he had to go to live in school, and he carried a big snakeskin bag, which contained quilts, pillows, mats, and some necessary daily necessities, which were packed on the electric tricycle usually used to collect waste.

I accidentally scratched a car on the road, and the car is very expensive at first glance.

The owner of the car got out of the car, a decent middle-aged man, looked at the scratches, then at the father and son, sighed, waved his hand very generously and said: "Forget it, there is car insurance, you don't need to pay. "

Dad was embarrassed, and said honestly: "No, no, I have to pay for it. But, but I don't have the money to pay you now, can I leave you a phone number first? I will pay you another day. Tomorrow Well, will you, sir."

At this time, the window of the back seat of the car was lowered, and Lu Yong saw a head poking out of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and urged, "Dad, hurry up. If you go late, you won't be able to get the dormitory." location."

Saying that, the boy saw Lu Yong and glanced casually.

Line of sight.

This boy is so good-looking, with fair skin, clear eyes, long and thick eyelashes, and red lips. Refreshing and soft. It was the first time Lu Yong saw such a beautiful person, regardless of gender, he was stunned.

The boy opened his eyes and asked kindly: "Uh, are you suffering from heat stroke? Your face is so red."

As he spoke, he glanced at the position of his right arm again. The empty sleeve was tied into a knot for the convenience of work.

Lu Yong's face became even hotter, and he faltered and shook his head.

The boy turned back, took out a can of Coke from the small freezer on the car, stretched out his hand from the car window, and handed it to him: "Here, let's cool your face."

Lu Yong took it: "Thank you."

The parents also exchanged contact information, so they set off separately, and they stayed behind.

Lu Yong was sitting in the front seat of the electric tricycle, and he could see that beautiful boy all the way. He seemed to have noticed this coincidence, and looked back through the rear window, taking a few glances.

There are several sheep dolls on the rear window of the car. From his perspective, they look like they are clustered around a boy's face, but they are not as cute as him.

So cute.

Lu Yong couldn't move his eyes, and muttered softly, "...Young Master."

Unexpectedly, the two of them went the same way and went all the way outside the school and then outside the classroom.

They reported to the teacher one after the other.

Lu Yong found the door of the classroom with sweat all over his head, but unexpectedly saw Shen Wenqiu signing in with the teacher on the podium. He took another look at the classroom sect to make sure he was right. My heart beat fast twice, thinking, so they are still in the same class.

He was sweating profusely from the sun, but when he got nervous, he sweated even more. Shen Wenqiu still looked refreshed and clean. He walked over and stood right behind Shen Wenqiu, smelling the fragrance of the young man.

He blushed unconsciously.

He is timid to approach, always feel that he is a rough clay figurine, while Shen Wenqiu is a dew on the cloud.

He saw Shen Wenqiu's hands, these were the hands of a young master, like orchid leaves, with thin powder on the fingertips, and the name was written in Junxiu calligraphy: Shen Wenqiu.

Shen Wenqiu, Shen Wenqiu.

Lu Yong recited these three words silently, as if his lips and teeth were fragrant, thinking, it sounds so good. Same as his people.

After Shen Wenqiu finished writing, he turned around and saw him suddenly, and was startled: "Damn!"

Lu Yong froze all over.

Then he saw Shen Wenqiu restrained his surprise, and smiled warmly: "What a coincidence! We are classmates! I am Shen Wenqiu."

Lu Yong was completely dazed at the time, his head was blank, his heart was pounding, and his palms were sweating. For some reason, he blurted out, "It sounds so good."

Lu Yong came back to his senses.

Shen Wenqiu was probably starving, and asked the boss to add a couple of free noodles.

The snow-white youth fantasy in his memory gradually overlapped with the slovenly and down-and-out man in front of him and became clearer. He asked the boss to add braised pork ribs as a topping.

Shen Wenqiu refused to be polite to him, and buried his head in eating: "Thank you."

Eat and drink enough.

Shen Wenqiu was still sitting in a dignified manner, and asked him, "Do you have any paper and pen?"

Lu Yong took out a checkbook and a pen from his pocket.

Shen Wenqiu tore a piece of paper, and wrote an IOU on the back with a strict format. The amount is the fine paid by Lu Yong.

finish writing. He pushed everything back in front of Lu Yong.

"Here."

Lu Yong confiscated it and asked, "Do you have a place to stay?"

Shen Wenqiu shrugged indifferently, scratched his head, and said awkwardly, "Let's sleep in the park first."

Lu Yong put his hands on the table, he frowned, took a long breath, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to settle in my house first?"

Shen Wenqiu paused for a moment, sat up straighter, and asked him, "Do you live with your family?"

Lu Yong: "No."

Shen asked Qiu: "Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

Lu Yong: "No."

Shen asked Qiu: "Boyfriend?"

Lu Yong: "No."

"I live alone." Lu Yong put his hands on the table and leaned slightly towards him, "Your rent will not be charged."

Shen Wenqiu said "Oh", smiled, and happily agreed: "That's good. There is nothing to live in."

Live every day.

He thought, it shouldn't last long.

Just like those buddies who had taken him in before, in less than two days, Lu Yong would not be able to bear his big trouble, and he would be kicked out of the house.

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