Chapter 26: Lights of Thousands of Houses

Turn the steering wheel to reverse, and the car slid into the garage.

After Lu Fangchi got off the car, he walked around the car. The gaps on the front, rear, left and right were even and regular, and the car was parked perfectly. There was no need to rework the car twice.

The young man reached out and took out two boxes of gift boxes from the trunk, tea and fruit. Last year, the cigarettes and alcohol he gave were returned. I still remember the expression on Lu Jingfeng's face at that time. He frowned and looked disgusted. He waved his big hand and commented mercilessly: "I am not you. I don't need these. Take them away."

University professors are honest and self-disciplined and do not smoke or drink.

So he couldn't bear to see Lu Fangchi smoking, drinking, staying up late, and having all these bad habits.

Oh, that's putting the cart before the horse.

Maybe I just can't stand him as a person, so everything I do is wrong.

Lu Fangchi lowered his eyelids, walked slowly to the door of the apartment building and stood still. He raised his hand to check the time on his watch - half past seven.

It only took 20 minutes to get out of the house. Lu Jingfeng lived in the staff dormitory assigned by the school. It was a two-bedroom apartment in a prosperous location with complete supporting facilities. Most importantly, it was very close to Lu Fangchi's home.

It's no use, we only see each other twice a year, once on Christmas Eve and once on New Year's Eve.

These are days for family reunion, but the actual situation is always contrary to these four words.

Lu Fangchi slowly stepped into the elevator, pressed the floor button, and walked out of the elevator after a "ding" sound.

The first thing you see when you see the red couplet is that the brush strokes are vigorous and powerful, and you can glimpse the smooth flow of the writing - the strong wind blows and thousands of sails rise, hundreds of birds sing and thousands of trees grow new.

Horizontal note: Kyushu Chunqing.

Lu Fangchi recognized that this beautiful calligraphy was written by Lu Jingfeng.

The young man stepped onto the red carpet in front of the door, stared at the scratches on the brown door for a while, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

After about a minute, the door opened from the inside.

The dignified face with a frown in my imagination did not appear. Instead, it was replaced by an unfamiliar young face with wide eyes, a small nose and a thin mouth. It was not very good-looking, but it had fair skin and a scholarly air.

A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then turned into joy. He raised his lips and asked, "Are you Lu Fangchi?"

He knew him? Lu Fangchi nodded hesitantly.

"Come in," he said, moving aside to make room for me, "I saw your photo in Mr. Lu's study."

Lu Fangchi bent down to change his shoes and nodded casually.

She stood up and held his raised hand. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Siheng, and I am a student of Mr. Lu. The Spring Festival travel tickets were in short supply, so I couldn't get a ticket to go home. Mr. Lu took me in to spend the Spring Festival with him."

Lu Fangchi politely extended his hand and shook his hand lightly, then nodded. He walked into the living room and saw Lu Jingfeng sitting at the dining table.

Lu Jingfeng was over fifty years old, with his white hair neatly combed. His originally relaxed brows suddenly bent downwards when he saw Lu Fangchi, and there was no smile on his face.

It is said that a son takes after his mother, but Lu Fangchi inherited everything from Lu Jingfeng and is a carbon copy of him.

In his early years, Lu Fangchi had the wild idea that if he was more like his mother, his relationship with Lu Jingfeng would not be like this.

However, this delusion was suppressed by Lu Fangchi in just one second. How could it be possible? Its mere existence was a mistake.

Lu Fangchi lowered his eyes and nodded, "Dad."

"Hmph," Lu Jingfeng snorted and said rudely, "You knew it was New Year's Eve, but you didn't come back earlier. Fortunately, Xiao Chen helped me cook."

Lu Fangchi lowered his head and remained silent, allowing Lu Jingfeng to complain.

Generally speaking, the following process is - eat in silence - get scolded - part on bad terms.

Sure enough, Lu Fangchi's negative attitude made Lu Jingfeng very unhappy. He frowned and opened his mouth to attack.

But this year something unexpected happened and there was a new person in the family.

Chen Siheng walked to the dining table and sat down tactfully. He put his hand on Lu Jingfeng's arm and shook it, saying in a friendly tone, "Teacher Lu, harmony brings wealth. Today is New Year's Eve."

The frown between Lu Jingfeng's brows was visibly smoothed out, and he turned his face away and stopped talking.

Chen Siheng turned around and waved to Lu Fangchi, motioning him to come over and sit down with them.

Lu Fangchi placed the gift box on the coffee table, walked to the dining table and sat down, then lowered his eyes to see the table full of sumptuous food.

The dish is delicious and you can tell at a glance that it was not made by Lu Jingfeng. He is similar to me, both are novice cooks.

Lu Fangchi glanced and saw Chen Siheng picking up food for Lu Jingfeng. He had a friendly look on his face and waved his chopsticks to signal the student to eat by himself.

No wonder I like him, he is indeed much more likable than me.

Lu Fangchi withdrew his gaze and ate his rice as if he was chewing wax.

Chen Siheng was very considerate. While taking care of Lu Jingfeng, he also paid attention to Lu Fangchi. He noticed that Lu Fangchi hardly picked up any food with his chopsticks, so he whispered to him, "Is the food not to your liking?"

Lu Fangchi was about to shake his head and say no, but a voice spoke first: "People who don't cook have no right to be picky."

The target of Lu Jingfeng's words was too obvious. Chen Siheng smiled at Lu Fangchi with a hint of embarrassment and apology. He didn't mean that.

Lu Fangchi nodded to show that he understood. There was no reason for the conflict between the two people to affect others.

Since he had someone to accompany him this year, Lu Fangchi felt that there was no need for him to stay here and cause him trouble.

Lu Fangchi put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with tissue paper, and said, "I'm full, then you guys..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Jingfeng's face darkened. He stretched out his hand and slapped the chopsticks on the table, making a "pa" sound, and the dishes on the table jumped slightly.

Lu Fangchi gritted his teeth, swallowed with his Adam's apple rolling, and picked up the chopsticks again.

He didn't want to have a direct conflict with Lu Jingfeng today, at least when there were other people around.

Lu Fangchi's compromise gradually softened Lu Jingfeng's expression. He humbled himself and picked up a piece of meat and put it into Lu Fangchi's bowl to show his desire for peace.

Lu Fangchi stared at the piece of meat for a while with his eyes downcast, but in the end he didn't pick up his chopsticks and pushed it aside to eat the rice.

The New Year's Eve dinner finally ended without any problems. After dinner, Chen Siheng sat on the sofa with Lu Jingfeng to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Chen Siheng probably had a low sense of humor. He always smiled with his eyes tilted even when the scenes were not funny at all. Lu Jingfeng looked at him with a sympathetic look while he played.

This scene was so joyful and heartwarming that Lu Fangchi felt his presence was a little abrupt and unnecessary, so he stood up and prepared to go back to his room.

As soon as Lu Fangchi made a move, Lu Jingfeng caught him. He was still looking at the TV and didn't turn his head. He casually mentioned: "You and Xiao Chen should sleep in the same room today."

Lu Fangchi paused, and putting aside his obsession with cleanliness, "It's not quite appropriate," he reminded gently.

Xiao Chen is an omega, and it doesn't make sense for an omega and an alpha to sleep in the same bed.

Chen Siheng probably didn't expect Chen Jingfeng to make such an arrangement. He was surprised and quickly waved his hand to refuse: "No need, Mr. Lu, I will go back to school in a while."

"The school has no water or electricity," Lu Jingfeng glanced at Chen Siheng and said teasingly, "Didn't you say you have a good impression of him?"

It was too direct. Chen Siheng opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word in rebuttal. He didn't expect that his little thoughts would be exposed in front of him like this. A layer of red appeared on his fair face instantly. He pursed his lips and turned his head away without saying anything.

Lu Jingfeng's gaze fell back on Lu Fangchi.

Lu Fangchi frowned and raised his voice in dissatisfaction: "Dad."

"What?" Lu Jingfeng deliberately ignored the emotion in Lu Fangchi's words and said something irrelevant. "I think Xiao Chen is pretty good, much better than your ex-boyfriend Xie Xing. You have very poor taste."

Lu Fangchi felt his temples throbbing. He closed his eyes, put his hand on his forehead to calm himself for a few seconds, then turned around and walked towards the entrance.

Seeing Lu Fangchi's reaction, Lu Jingfeng's words became even more sharp and harsh: "He has a bad temper and cannot be said a word. Am I wrong? He didn't..."

Seeing that Lu Jingfeng was about to tell everything, Lu Fangchi turned back with his chest heaving up and down. He felt that his fingertips were shaking, "Have you said enough?"

Lu Fangchi was almost gritting his teeth.

Lu Fangchi is often silent in front of Lu Jingfeng. No matter how he is preached, he is like an emotionless puppet, accepting everything and never refutating.

But Lu Jingfeng knew that not refuting did not mean obeying, and he always used his actions to say, "No, I won't do what you say."

This was the first time that such obvious emotions were revealed. Lu Jingfeng was curious and angry at being disobeyed. "Is this the attitude you use when talking to me?"

The arrogance that was rising around Lu Fangchi was extinguished in an instant. He stretched out his hand and pinched his brow tiredly, "Dad, I don't want to quarrel with you. Happy New Year. I'm leaving first." Then he left without looking back.

As the door slammed shut, the irritability and anxiety were completely cut off and left behind.

He walked downstairs to the apartment building in one go. The cold wind blowing in his face made Lu Fangchi shiver. He rubbed his arms vigorously and realized that he left in too much of a hurry and didn't take anything with him.

I wasn't wearing a coat, and my cell phone and car keys were left upstairs.

Lu Fangchi leaned against the door and looked at the warm light coming through the small windows of the apartment building not far away. The lights of thousands of houses were on. What were they doing?

Let’s eat, or play cards and watch the Spring Festival Gala. At least you won’t be like me, starving and hungry downstairs.

Thinking of the scene just now, Lu Fangchi chuckled softly, and his tone changed as he laughed.

He frowned and suppressed the sadness in the corners of his eyes, stopped his wandering thoughts and reached into his pocket for a cigarette.

I found nothing.

Yes, he forgot to bring it, and he has nothing.

There is no way you can get it even if you die.

While Lu Fangchi was lost in thought, he heard a noise behind him, followed by a gasp: "Fortunately, you haven't left yet."

Lu Fangchi looked back and saw Lu Siheng jogging over with his coat draped over his arm. He raised his hand and said, "Your clothes, cell phone, and keys are all in your pockets."

Lu Fangchi took it and said, "Thank you."

"It's okay," Chen Siheng paused and advised, "Teacher Lu did say something a little too harsh today, but he is not usually like this. He actually missed you a lot and started cleaning early this morning waiting for you to come back and spend New Year's Eve together."

Here it comes again, again.

Lu Fangchi looked at Chen Siheng in front of him, his mouth opening and closing, and he didn't hear what he said except the first sentence.

His ears were almost ringing with these words, although it was this kind of language.

Yes, he is good with everyone except himself. He is very sad because I killed my mother. I have to be considerate and ask him not to take it too seriously.

These high-sounding words really make me want to vomit.

Lu Fangchi nodded with a fake smile and agreed: "Well, you go up."

Chen Siheng raised his eyes to observe the alpha in front of him. His eyebrows and eyes were cold, without much expression on his face. He had a very strong control over his emotions. Moreover, he was really handsome, with a small mole on the tip of his nose that made people's heart beat faster.

"Then I'll go up," Chen Siheng waved his hand reluctantly, "You drive carefully."

Lu Fangchi: “Yeah.”

After seeing Chen Siheng off, Lu Fangchi turned around and walked quickly back to the car. He took out a cigarette from his coat pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

The air was exhaled from the lungs, blurring the face in the swirling smoke.

Tired and empty, every meeting was a delay that drained all the strength from him.

After burning down a cigarette, Lu Fangchi regained some energy and started the car to drive home.

Park the car and go upstairs. “Ding” your fingerprint unlocks the door successfully.

Lu Fangchi opened the door and stepped inside. A figure quickly moved in front of him, smiling and saying, "You're back!"

【Author’s words】

I feel like the time I update is always very slow, but I’m only free at midnight.