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In a room shrouded in warm yellow, a boy with chestnut hair curled up and lay on the black and blue checkered bed, his flexible back arching into a clear arc.
Lu Shenxing, who was outside the door, stared at him with dark eyes for a few seconds, then stepped in and placed his palms on the boy's curled ankles.
The chestnut-haired boy seemed to be stimulated by something, and his body trembled violently, followed by a violent resistance. He turned around and saw the man's eyes softening at a speed that was hard to catch, and a warm touch fell on him. Between the eyebrows, accompanied by a low and hoarse voice, "Good night."
When Lu Shenxing returned to his room, the unforgettable throbbing suddenly released and hit his heart like a surge. He wiped his face and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
In three lifetimes combined, he had experienced that feeling countless times without even touching the door.
For middle school students, the winter vacation is not only short, but also has a lot of homework, test questions, and tutoring, which takes up all their time.
Shi Changan was very busy. In addition to finishing homework in several subjects, he spent the rest of his time on piano lessons.
But Shi Changle felt relaxed. He found that the way his father looked at him was different from before. He was so focused that he could only see him and couldn't tolerate anything else. He liked it very much.
"Daddy, are you free today? Can you go skiing with me?"
Lu Shenxing looked up from the newspaper and said, "Okay."
Shi Changan, who was going downstairs, paused and caught up again very quickly. He changed his shoes and opened the door and said, "Daddy, I'm going out."
Seeing the black-haired boy staring at him, Lu Shenxing was about to say something when Shi Changle pulled him to look at several racing cars in the magazine. He seemed to have forgotten something and he couldn't remember it.
The butler behind him hesitated to speak. He wanted to remind the young master that today is the first day for the eldest young master to participate in the competition. Didn't you agree to watch it last night
"Uncle Zhang, I'm a little thirsty." Shi Changle said in a long voice, "Go get me a glass of juice."
The butler sighed and hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare juice for him.
There was heavy snow outside. Shi Changan squinted his eyes. The snowflakes flew to his eyelashes. They were heavy and a little wet. He blinked and his vision became much blurred.
The "Xingle Cup" piano competition has attracted the attention of major schools during this winter vacation. The selected students will inevitably be a little nervous today, and their parents are even more nervous than them.
It is common for parents to take time off to accompany them. Sometimes, grandparents and uncles are swarming around a child. Shi Changan is alone. The teacher asks strangely, "Chang'an, aren't your parents here?"
Shi Changan shook his head, and a gust of wind blew from behind him from far to near. He gasped and pressed against the back of his neck, "It's coming, it's coming!"
"Hello, beautiful teacher, I am Chang'an's eldest brother." Huang Kuo, who was running all the way, winked at Shi Chang'an, "Big brother is here to cheer you on."
Seeing that he was still panting, Shi Changan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "You are two months and nine days younger than me."
You have a conscience and didn't forget my birthday. Huang Kuo grinned happily and hugged Shi Changan's shoulders righteously, "Look at those contestants, and then look at you, how pitiful we are. We have been together since elementary school." We are all at the same table now, so for this reason, we have to come no matter what, right?"
Shi Changan raised his eyes slightly, pitiful? This was the first time he heard this word from Huang Kuo. He was free from illness and disaster, could eat and sleep, and could do what he wanted. If he was not interested, he could not waste energy and time and just persist for his dream. , there is no need to worry about life, what is there to be pitiful about
"Chang'an, hurry up and get ready!" The teacher came over to urge, "You'll be here soon."
Shi Changan wore a white suit, his black hair lay softly on his neck, and his face with delicate eyebrows and eyes showed a reassuring calm.
Huang Kuo, who was standing there like a giant Buddha, clicked his tongue twice, "Chang'an, you're so handsome." He crossed his arms and smiled openly and handsomely, "Hey, you're still a little behind me."
"Yes, you are as handsome as outer space." After teasing, Shi Changan took out his mobile phone from his backpack. There were no text messages or missed calls, and he frowned.
The host's smooth voice sounded, reporting the information of the next contestant.
Shi Changan sat in front of the piano, looking unconsciously at the audience. He suppressed his disappointed emotions, put his long and white hands on the keys, and a string of jumping and brisk notes flowed out from his fingers.
Huang Kuo looked at the elegant and calm figure on the stage. He could pat his chest and tell everyone, look, this is my brother.
The smooth music floated in the hall, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes gentle and gentle. When the last note fell, Shi Changan stood up and bowed, and he left amid fierce applause.
Huang Kuo, who was waiting there, gave a thumbs up, "Great!"
Shi Changan wiped his face with a wet tissue and suddenly asked, "Huang Kuo, do you have anything to eat with you?"
"You didn't eat anything in the morning, right?" Huang Kuo widened his eyes and said angrily, "You deserve to have an upset stomach."
As he said that, he ran out quickly and gave the bread and mineral water he bought to Shi Changan when he came back. "Fortunately, I put a few steel buns in my pockets this morning."
"I'll take you to dinner tomorrow." Shi Changan gnawed on the bread and rolled up the bean paste on it with his tongue.
"Hey, this is what you said." Huang Kuo rubbed the thick calluses on his hands, "Chang'an, until now I know you, you really don't care about anything."
"It didn't happen before." Shi Changan's voice was unclear, but Huang Kuo heard everything, and he looked curious, "Now it does?"
Shi Changan buried his head and ate the last bite of bread. He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip of water. His tone was concise and clear, "Yes."
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"..." Huang Kuo swallowed, "If I asked you, you would definitely not tell me, right?"
"Smart." Shi Changan smiled.
Huang Kuo rolled his eyes, took out the last steel bungee to play with, and waited for the results of the competition with Shi Changan. When he went out, he said casually, "I didn't write a word of the homework, I'm counting on you."
"I haven't..." Shi Changan's cell phone rang before he could finish his words, and a deep voice came from the other end, "How was the game?"
Shi Changan was stunned, "It's okay."
Lu Shenxing, who was already on the road, turned the steering wheel and said, "Daddy is going to pick you up."
"Okay." Shi Changan's mouth curved slightly.
"Your dad is here?" Huang Kuo jumped on the spot, "Hey Chang'an, what do you think of my hairstyle?"
Shi Changanxuan glanced at him and said, "Not very good."
Huang Kuo immediately turned his back and looked carefully at the large mirror of the motorcycle next to him, "Your dad seemed to have a good impression of me at the parent-teacher conference."
From about ten o'clock in the morning until dark, the phone did not ring and I could not be reached.
Shi Changan was sitting on the stone steps of the flower bed, his face slightly unclear under the dim street light.
Putting down his messy fingernails, Huang Kuo gritted his teeth and said, "Chang'an, I have to go home now, otherwise my Queen Mother will be very anxious."
"I'll contact you tomorrow." Shi Changan said.
Huang Kuo, who had run a few steps, turned back and said worriedly, "Chang'an, your dad must have forgotten about him. You should take a taxi home quickly."
Shi Changan pursed his lips, revealing a stubbornness that he didn't even notice.
A beam of light came from a distance and passed by the shadow in front of Shi Changan's eyes. He suddenly raised his head, exposing his cold face.
Lu Shenxing opened the car door and got out of the car. When his eyes searched for the person behind him, he thought the child was crying and his steps speeded up unconsciously, "Daddy is late for something."
Shi Changan stood up and said, "It doesn't matter."
"You're hungry, I'll take you to eat." Lu Shenxing stretched out his hands and put them under Shi Changan's armpits, picked him up, and explained in a subtle way, "It's Changle who has eaten bad and has a stomachache."
On a cold winter night, Shi Changan's mind was filled with this sudden embrace, which was warmer and more generous than he imagined.
Compared with the humidity and cold outside, the restaurant was much warmer. Lu Shenxing took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, and ordered a few dishes and rice. He really forgot about Shi Changan's game today. He remembered it later and caught up with Shi Changan. It's Changle's business. This will make your stomach full of acidity.
The boy sitting opposite lowered his head, his long curly eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyelids, and his aura was quiet and restrained.
An unreasonable sense of familiarity swirled in his heart. Lu Shenxing had no reason to doubt his detection that day. On the way home, the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger. From the next day on, he secretly paid attention to it and felt more and more... The results obtained are exactly the opposite of what the eyes see.
Lu Shen walked to the sofa, touched Shi Changle who was lying on it, and rubbed his ankle with his hand, "You don't feel it?"
After eating the potato chips, Shi Changle smiled and nodded, "Yes." He pointed to his ankle and pouted and said, "Daddy, there is a red bump here. I don't know if it was bitten by an insect. It's very itchy." .”
Before you can even say these three words, the person in front of you has already strode away.
Shi Changle ran to the room anxiously, "Brother, daddy seems to be angry. Can you go and take a look? I'm afraid daddy will scold me." When he saw that Shi Changan didn't pay attention to him immediately, he took the other man's hand away unhappily. With the book in hand, "Brother, did you hear what I said?"
Shi Changan raised his eyes and said, "Changle, give me the book."
I don't know what happened, but Shi Changle was inexplicably scared. He clenched the book in his hand and threw it on the table, "Here it is, here it is!"
Shi Changan smoothed the wrinkles of the book and put it back in the drawer, opened the door in silence and went out.
Shi Changle, who was standing there, felt a little guilty. What happened just now? So weird, isn’t it just a comic book
Shi Changan went to the second floor, stopped in front of the half-open door, paused, raised his hand, knocked a few times, and walked in. The smell of cigarette inside made him frown.
"Daddy, are you in a bad mood?" Shi Changan looked at the man sitting on the chair and said softly, "I'm in a bad mood too."
Lu Shenxing smoked a cigarette, frowned, and said nothing.
"Nobita failed the exam again." Shi Changan said in a helpless tone, "Too stupid."
Lu Shenxing was dumbfounded by his expression, and the gloom on his face dissipated a lot. He pinched off the cigarette butt and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Daddy wants to eat the spicy cabbage and steamed buns you made."
Shi Changan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Then I'll get it done now."