Although this guess was groundless, Lu Yan's first reaction was still: Is he crying
Xiao Heng's eyes were very red, and when he looked at him, his eyes were confused and more guarded.
Like a dangerous animal that licks its wounds alone after being injured, and still tenses up its nerves in a crisis. Compared with the fragility that he refuses to show, the sense of chaos, violence, and sharpness in him is obviously more than fragility.
Like the bitter rain that is now falling.
Lu Yan's umbrella could barely support two people, and he said, "Will you sit here and enjoy the rain?"
Xiao Heng didn't speak.
"say something."
…
"Stupid?"
…
"Is it cool in the rain?"
Hearing this, Xiao Heng finally reacted, he closed his eyes, and the rain directly slid down his cheeks and down his Adam's apple.
The young master opened his eyes again, his voice hoarse: "You are so annoying."
Lu Yan: "..."
This dog has a temper.
Why did he come down
Why not drench him to death.
Lu Yan was hesitating whether to turn around and go upstairs, but the dog looked at him for a while and suddenly got up.
Lu Yan didn't know what he wanted to do, so he stood still.
Xiao Heng took two steps towards him, his whole body was as wet as if he had been fished out of the water, and the shirt on his body was stuck to his body.
The man's waist is thin, and the buttons of his clothes have not been buttoned very carefully. After being soaked, it is no different from not wearing any clothes. Although it is obviously inappropriate to come up with some other thoughts in this situation, the dog's temper is like this-it's really offensive.
Lu Yan couldn't continue thinking about it, because after Xiao Heng approached him, he bent down slightly and put his head on his shoulder.
Xiao Heng was covered in rainwater.
But Lu Yan's first reaction was not wet and cold, but hot.
The place where he leaned on his left shoulder was slightly hot.
It was only then that Lu Yan realized that this man was hot even breathing: "... hello?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"answer."
"Are you in the underworld?"
Xiao Heng couldn't hear these words clearly.
Two hours ago, he threw everything he could throw at him.
Xiao Qishan's last words seem to be still in his ears, and he can't let go: "You walk out of this door—you have nothing to do with the Xiao family after you walk out. I don't have a trash son like you. Do you think you are so special now? Niu? If you have the ability, you can leave. Look at what you are after you walk out. Without you, me, you are nothing!"
He walked aimlessly along the road.
I don't know where to go, and I don't want to go anywhere.
Then Xiao Heng heard someone calling his name, suddenly the rain seemed to have stopped, he looked up - an umbrella was blocking him.
Lu Yan finally asked: "You are not staying at home, what are you doing here?"
It's been a long time.
Just when Lu Yan thought he would not answer, Xiao Heng said: "... home? I don't have a home."
He said this very lightly, not like answering, but more like talking to himself.
The journey was too long, and there was another heavy rain, his voice was so hoarse that Lu Yan almost couldn't hear what he was saying.
In the end, Lu Yan could only bring people into the building first.
The rain was so heavy that holding an umbrella didn't help. After the two of them entered the building smoothly, Lu Yan was almost drenched.
Viagra and Zhang Xiaohui watched the wind upstairs with the windows open the whole time, and their two heads were very conspicuous by the window.
Due to the distance and being blocked by the umbrella, Viagra couldn't see the person clearly. After he finished speaking, he shouted upstairs: "Yanyan, what did you pick up and come back?"
Lu Yan said: "I picked up a dog!"
Viagra: "..."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Viagra: "Then I will deliver your clothes to you later or what?"
Lu Yan: "No, I'll come down later and get—"
Lu Yan led the man upstairs.
Regarding Kang Ru's incident before, it could be vaguely seen that his family's environment was not simple, but now that he ran out like this, Lu Yan guessed, "Did you quarrel with your family?"
Xiao Heng did not deny it.
It's not convenient for Lu Yan to ask too many questions, but he was more curious: "What are you doing here?"
What is he here for
Xiao Heng couldn't find a reason either.
He finally said: "601, you are facing the door."
"—That house is now my only asset."
A rental room in such a dilapidated building is his only asset. This is not a quarrel, it is basically equal to a break.
The conversation room has reached the sixth floor.
Lu Yan asked again: "Do you have the 601 key, did Kang Ru give it to you?"
Xiao Heng: "No."
"..."
Lu Yan: "Then where do you live?"
Xiao Heng glanced at him.
Lu Yan finally knew what was going on: "I think neighbors should really help each other."
"I won't charge you too much, two hundred a night, no bargaining, and pay me back when you have money."
Xiao Heng didn't expect his words to change so quickly: "Your room, two hundred?"
"Aren't you desperate?" Lu Yan said, "I don't know how to start a price?"
If Lu Yan didn't engage in music and switched to business, he would definitely be a profiteer.
After negotiating the price, Lu Yan opened the door: "Will you take a shower? Do you have any clothes?"
It was a stupid question he asked.
After asking, he regretted it.
Lu Yan scratched his hair: "Then wear mine?"
Xiao Heng has no objection.
Lu Yan went to look through the closet, Xiao Heng really stood behind him like a stray dog he picked up.
Clothes are easy to find, just take a set. Although I want to give him a piece that I haven't worn much, but the economic foundation of the person decides... that kind of clothes don't exist in his closet.
However, just as Lu Yan touched a T-shirt, the young master who hadn't complained just now said, "This one won't work."
"Reason?" Lu Yan asked.
"Ugly." Xiao Heng's answer was cold and concise.
"..."
All the assets in the whole body are only a room without a key, how dare you think it ugly
Lu Yan felt incredible.
"People are under the eaves, do you know what to do?" He picked up the clothes, looked at Xiao Heng and said, "Yes, lower your head."
Lu Yan: "Say it again, what about this one?"
There was a silence.
Xiao Heng finally said reluctantly: "This one is okay."
After the education, Lu Yan found a new towel for him, and then found a new unopened pair of underwear from the drawer. It was awkward to take out this kind of underwear, but he said, "Change another pair."
Lu Yan: "Why the hell can't this work?"
Although he bought a popular model from Taobao, this one in his hand is also considered simple and elegant, a high imitation of CK, and a classic color that will never go out of style.
Lu Yan said again: "Do you remember what I told you just now?"
Xiao Heng looked down slightly, and interrupted him with a word: "Little."
Lu Yan: "..."
Xiao Heng went to the bathroom to take a shower, Lu Yan was afraid that if he heard something, he would lose his mind and do something that violated laws and regulations, so he put on his cigarette case and went out to smoke a cigarette slowly.
Small? !
fuck you.
You are young, and your whole family is young.
Lu Yan squatted outside the door smoking a cigarette, and recalled Xiao Heng's meaningful gaze.
…
"Fuck," Lu Yan said to himself, looking down and flicking the cigarette ash with his fingers, "Let him sit on that broken flower bed until dawn."
"I see you haven't come down to pick up your clothes, so I'll bring them over for you."
Viagra just came up from downstairs and saw Lu Yan squatting at the door of 601, smoking a cigarette. He was startled: "What are you squatting here for? Where is the man you picked up?"
Lu Yan said, "Dog? Taking a bath."
Viagra: "Who is it, rich young master, I've been watching from afar."
Lu Yan took the cigarette between bites, and said, "Yes, the rich dog."
Viagra asked again: "What is he doing here?"
Lu Yan sneered: "Ghost knows."
Viagra: "Yan, you are a little angry."
"Brother, remind me that murder is a crime," Lu Yan said, pressing the cigarette to the ground, "I'm not very rational now."
Viagra is as good as others: "Brother Yan, murder is against the law."
"Um."
"Think about your great future, think about the great rivers and mountains of the motherland! Think about your music dream!"
"Um."
"If there's anything you can't think about, you can get beaten up... Forget it, you shouldn't be able to get beat up, you can get scolded, right, we don't want to put people to death."
Lu Yan nodded frequently, but felt something was wrong when he heard half of it: "?"
Viagra: "Nothing, I didn't say anything."
When Lu Yan came back from smoking, Xiao Heng had just finished washing, and his hair was half dry.
The T-shirt on his body was purchased by Lu Yan from Taobao for 30 yuan by mail. The pattern is a string of musical notes. Li Zhen also has one. The reason why they bought this dress together was not because it was so beautiful, but because it was so beautiful. And not because the notes represent their musical dreams, but because: the second piece is half price.
It feels amazing to wear your own clothes on other people's bodies.
This style doesn't really match Xiao Heng's, the trousers are still a pair of ripped trousers, but when Lu Yan looked at him, it was only then that he really felt the reality that this person might really want to be his neighbor in the future.
The two of them went down to the city for a stop, and they probably could squat on the side of the road and rob together.
Xiao Heng obviously wasn't getting used to it either, he tugged at his collar and asked, "Where do I sleep?"
Lu Yan said: "You can sleep anywhere." Anyway, you have to pay.
"But I have to write nursery rhymes at night, if you feel noisy..."
Xiao Heng felt that the second half of this sentence should be a few polite words.
However, Lu Yan said, "Just bear with it."
The two didn't talk any more.
The clothes on Lu Yan's body were also half wet, sticking to his body uncomfortably. After taking a shower, Lu Yan sat down in front of the computer and opened the music arrangement software.
The arrangement he took has not yet been finished, and Party A will always say that: It feels very close! But still a little bit worse.
This whole day has been a fantastic experience.
Xiao Heng lay on the sofa.
There was a familiar, crackling sound of the piano, and the profiteer who charged him two hundred a night would hum a few words along with it from time to time. He didn't feel noisy at all. He should have felt tired of watching everything, but he found that his mood was unprecedentedly calm.
It was late at night.
Lu Yan put on a short sleeve after taking a shower.
When Xiao Heng was about to fall asleep, he noticed a tattoo on the inside of Lu Yan's left wrist through the dim light in the room.
Black.
Star.