Chapter 30
In the scorching summer, the sultry air pours down from the sky above the city, and it seems that even the curbs can emit smoke.
The air conditioning in the Porsche was at a moderate temperature. Lu Shenxing sat in the leather chair in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest. Thinking of the driver's expression when he opened the door for him, he casually asked, "Do I look scary?"
The driver, who was driving carefully, suddenly had his hand shaken and the steering wheel veered slightly off course. He shook his head in panic, "No, no, Master Qi, you are so majestic and noble..." The driver racked his brains, "Rich and noble!"
It was obvious that he was in a real dilemma. Lu Shenxing was afraid that the other party would say something more coercive, so he stopped him and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The driver looked flattered and said, "Of course I should."
Suddenly, a song was heard in the car. It was an English song. The voice was full of youthful vigor. Lu Shenxing's face changed and he looked bad in an instant.
Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the driver secretly looked through the rearview mirror. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but after looking, he almost cried. Qi Ye seemed very unhappy when he heard Luoyang's song.
"Turn it off." Lu Shenxing said coldly.
"Yes, yes." The driver's palms were sweating. It seemed that Qi Ye and Luoyang had a quarrel.
More than half an hour later, the driver quickly glanced at the man in the back seat and said cautiously, "Seventh Master, we're here."
Lu Shenxing got out of the car, straightened his shirt and walked into the apartment. When he opened the door, a sense of nouveau richeness hit him in the face, instantly dominating his vision.
Knowing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.
He almost lost his footing.
Walking in with admiration, Lu Shenxing didn't even bother to change his shoes. He looked around and smacked his lips. He opened the closet, and on the left hand side were all kinds of limited edition clothes, floral shirts, old-fashioned suits, black mink fur...
Lu Shenxing closed the doors on both sides. If he continued to look, he would doubt his own taste.
Everything in the house, from the furniture to the decoration, shows off my wealth and extravagance. Even the floor is so ostentatious and luxurious without any connotation.
Lu Shen walked to the bathroom. The man in the mirror was tall and strong, with wheat-colored skin, a crew cut, small eyes, and a fierce look when he frowned.
He raised his eyes and saw that the man in the mirror had forehead wrinkles. He grinned and the small eyes in the mirror disappeared, leaving only a slit, which looked very funny.
Lu Shenxing touched the stubble on his chin, stood in front of the mirror for a while, and then went out. He rummaged through the drawers and found gold chains, gold watches, gold rings, gold bars, and gold bricks.
Cheng Tianzhen likes gold, and he likes it too, it’s really thick.
But he is different from Cheng Tianzhen. The more he likes something, the less willing he is to share it with others and he would rather hide it.
There is also a drawer filled with all kinds of gorgeous photo albums, all of which are photos of Luoyang, her youthful school uniform photos, stills of her playing different roles, and daily life photos, including sleeping, eating, reading, shopping, and even taking a shower and squatting on the toilet.
That love is overflowing.
Lu Shenxing closed the photo album and thought about finding something to pack up and take out. The first step to changing his fate was to completely eradicate the cancer and infected area in Luoyang.
The knock on the door outside disrupted Lu Shenxing's thoughts. He went out and found that he had not closed the door. The young man standing there was stunned. It was obvious that he had never seen such a luxurious and rustic house.
"Who are you looking for?"
The young man came back to his senses and couldn't help but steal a glance at the tall man in front of him. Could he be a gangster boss? He swallowed, looked at the label on the cardboard box, and asked nervously, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Cheng?"
Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows, "I am."
The young man handed over the cardboard box and pointed to the corner of the list, "Please sign your name here."
Lu Shenxing glanced at the recipient's name, which was Mr. Cheng. He didn't take the initiative to stick it on, so the other party used this little trick to remind him and show his presence.
As a male protagonist, he must be smart.
Lu Shenxing received a call in the afternoon. The five words "Dear little baby" on the caller ID jumped into his eyes. He had an indescribable feeling, which was probably what they called "can't bear to look at it".
"Brother Tianzhen, I bought some books the day before yesterday. I still set the address as the original one. I just checked the logistics information and saw that the package has been signed for. Can you deliver it to me?"
Too lazy to deal with the other person's occasional bouts of amnesia, Lu Shenxing said coldly, "It has been sent to your school." He added, "All of it."
Luoyang stayed there, what did all that mean? Then he heard the man's indifferent voice, "All your things."
"Oh my god..." A beeping sound was heard, and Luoyang threw the phone out with a gloomy face. The latest model ll8 bounced on the ground, turned over, the screen broke, and the battery flew out.
The assistant behind him felt distressed and couldn't help sighing, as it was equivalent to half a year's salary for him.
Luoyang sat back on the stool. "Go buy some leek dumplings." He stopped his assistant again and said, "Forget it, I'll go by myself."
After work, Luoyang went to the apartment. When the key got stuck in the keyhole, there was no panic in his eyes, but surprise that the man was actually angry.
This is the first time since last year that I haven't appeared in front of him for more than half a month.
He said those angry words and even changed the door locks. He was indeed in a bad mood. Luoyang pursed his lips and smiled with a hint of contempt. Although it was troublesome, it was also easy.
Lu Shenxing came back from the supermarket after buying some food. When he saw the boy at the door, his eyes darkened. "What are you doing here?"
Being stared at by a stranger, Luoyang frowned and said softly, "Brother Tianzhen, this is the chive box I made myself, try it..."
Lu Shenxing interrupted impatiently, "Why did I ask you to come here?"
Luoyang squeezed the plastic bag, his eyes gradually turned red, and his voice was a little coquettish, "I miss you."
The expression and tone are very well grasped, a little more false, a little less stiff, sincere and moving, and the acting is good.
"Please make way." Lu Shenxing took the key to open the door.
Luoyang walked to the side awkwardly. He reached out to touch Lu Shenxing's arm and whispered, "Brother Tianzhen, I was in a bad mood that day."
The answer he got was being waved away and the door slammed shut in his face without mercy.
Luoyang, who was refused entry, turned pale and pale. He clenched his fists. There was something wrong with that man. Usually, as long as he said a few soft words, the other party would agree to anything.
Is there someone you like?
Luoyang looked at the chive box in his hand, sneered, and went downstairs to throw it directly into the trash can. He returned to school, not taking the previous call seriously at all. When he passed by the gatehouse, he casually asked, "Is there a package for Luoyang from the Acting Department, Class 091215?"
The old man dipped his finger in his mouth and flipped through the notebook, "Yes, there are."
Luoyang was stunned when he saw the records given by the old man. All his things were really thrown at him by that man.
"Please register." The old man saw the boy standing there motionless, looking as if he had suffered a shock, and he spoke hesitantly, "Is the number of packages incorrect?"
Luoyang didn't say anything. He squatted down and opened the cartons one by one. There was nothing else except a few books and some clothes. He was usually either at school or out filming. He rarely went to the man's residence, and was even less willing to stay overnight.
Finding a crack on a picture frame, Luoyang asked loudly, "What's going on?"
Blame me? The old man clarified himself, "Hey! Young man, you shouldn't ask me this. These were delivered by courier and I didn't even touch them."
Luoyang smashed the photo frame.
The old man was startled and quickly drank some water to calm himself down, muttering to himself, "I'm so old, so old! You almost gave me a heart attack."
Luoyang piled the cartons together and carried them out with great effort. He stumbled as he crossed the threshold. Whether it was anger or something else, he threw the cartons to the ground and shouted, "Cheng Tianzhen!"
Lu Shenxing's nose felt itchy while soaking in the bathtub, and he tilted it to one side comfortably.
On the 8th, Lu Shenxing was called over by Cheng Tiandao for dinner. When he walked in, Cheng Zi was sitting on the sofa watching TV without raising his eyelids. "Uncle."
"Seventh Brother, here are the shoes for you." Cheng Tiandao took the slippers he had prepared long ago and said, "I'll go to the kitchen first to check on the food in the pot."
Lu Shenxing glanced at Cheng Zi, then glanced again. Salty soda? I haven't tasted it in years.
Cheng Zi felt uncomfortable after these two glances. He began to check his clothes subtly, from his shoes upwards, paying special attention to the zipper of his pants. He didn't find any dirt or anything wrong.
Lu Shen walked over and looked at the salty soda in Cheng Zi's hand. "Any more?"
"No more, just this one bottle. Do you want a drink, uncle?" Cheng Zi said that deliberately, waiting to see the other party's reaction. But as soon as he said that, the bottle was taken away by a hand. "Let me have a sip."
Lu Shenxing took a big sip. The salty taste was exactly the same as when he was a child. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. His little eyes narrowed and he looked very happy.
It looks particularly perverted.
Cheng Zi's face looked unhappy. This man's words and deeds were completely different from before. Did the car accident change his living habits?
It was agreed that one sip would finish the whole bottle.
Lu Shenxing was still not satisfied. He touched the lighter and cigarette box on the glass table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and lay down on the other end of the sofa, squinting his eyes and puffing out smoke.
Cheng Zi inhaled the secondhand smoke for a while, then turned to look at the man with his arms and legs casually draped over the sofa. He suddenly remembered the old cat he had raised in the past, which was also so lazy.
"Don't look at my uncle like that, he will feel embarrassed." Lu Shenxing laughed, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and turned his head to pick up the remote control to change the channel.
“…” Cheng Zi turned his face away and said, “I don’t think you even know the word ‘I’m sorry’.”
Cheng Tiandao came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, smelling of cooking fumes. "Seventh Brother, what kind of soup would you like for lunch?" He lowered his voice awkwardly into Lu Shenxing's ear. "I gave the abalone you brought last time to Third Brother."
It's not about giving, it's about forcing. Lu Shenxing didn't expose it. Except for Cheng Tiandao, the other members of the Cheng family were very friendly to the original owner and complimented him constantly. But in private, they looked down on him for being uneducated and speaking foul language.
While mocking him for showing off his few bucks, they also tried every possible way to get close to him and get a piece of the pie.
Especially that Cheng Lao San, who is always thinking about making some money here and there. He is the typical one who speaks better than he sings. Nine out of ten of his words are false, and the one that he says is hard to tell whether it is true or false.
Lu Shenxing put out his cigarette in the ashtray, peeled a banana, and said, "Crucian carp will do."
Cheng Tiandao was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He thought about it and felt something was wrong, "Seventh Brother, you are not making fun of Big Brother, are you?"
"Try not to put onions." Lu Shenxing didn't explain further. He looked around and asked, "Is my sister-in-law not here?"
When this was mentioned, Cheng Tiandao's attention was diverted, and his face was filled with happiness that could not be concealed. "I took Xiaomi out for a walk and she hasn't come back yet."
Lu Shenxing then remembered that Cheng Tiandao had a baby less than three months old at home. His second wife Fang Wen was a dozen years younger than him and had just given birth to a daughter for him not long ago.
Not everyone is lucky enough to have a daughter in old age.
A few minutes later, Fang Wen came back from outside with her daughter and enthusiastically gave the child to Lu Shenxing, "Come, let your uncle hold you."
There was a soft ball in his arms, and Lu Shenxing's muscles were stiff. "Sister-in-law, take her away."
"Seventh Brother, Xiaomi is smiling at you." Fang Wen beamed, speaking as if it were real. "She knows it's her uncle who's holding her now."
Lu Shenxing rolled his eyes. Your baby daughter is less than three months old and her eyes are tightly closed. Is it really okay for you to be blind like this?
Cheng Zi came over and said, "Auntie, my dad is calling you."
"Okay." Fang Wen gave Lu Shenxing a few instructions and went to the kitchen, leaving Lu Shenxing in a mess.
The palm of his hand holding the child's butt suddenly felt hot, and Lu Shenxing's brows jumped. He strode to Cheng Zi, bent down, put the child on his legs, and quickly moved away.
The hot and humid area pressed against his legs, and Cheng Zi's pores opened up. "Auntie, Xiaomi peed!"
Fang Wen in the kitchen immediately put down the kitchen knife and picked it up again. Cheng Tiandao, who was standing next to her, saw that she didn't go out, so he prepared to do it himself.
"You don't have to go either." Fang Wen lowered his head to chop celery, his face serious. "Xiao Zi has to change that bad habit, otherwise no one will be able to stand living with him in the future."
It hasn't changed in more than ten years. The doctor has checked it and there is no change at all. How can it be that simple? Cheng Tiandao sighed.
The living room was a mess. Cheng Zi's face changed drastically and he felt like he was about to explode. He tensed up and found a new diaper in the stroller and spread it out. He put the child in the stroller and went to the bathroom. He washed his ten fingers inside and out under the faucet at least twenty times.
Throughout the whole process, Cheng Zi's expression was serious and focused, as if he was doing something sacred.
Lu Shenxing, who was watching the whole scene, had his eyelids twitching. This uncle and nephew pair were not ordinary people.
When he was young, Cheng Tiandao worked as a hotel chef. He was a good cook, and the dishes were all delicious and attractive, creating a harmonious atmosphere at the table.
"Xiao Zi, pour some wine for your uncle."
"I drink Orange Juice." Lu Shenxing said.
There was silence at the table for a second, followed by Fang Wen's hearty laughter.
Lu Shenxing pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a surge of emotion. "After that accident, I realized how fragile life really is." He wiped his face with his hands and said in a particularly deep tone, "You only live once."
"……"Then what?
Cheng Tiandao coughed and said, "Eat some food."
Two pairs of chopsticks reached into the plate of honey-glazed roasted chicken legs at the same time, and coincidentally touched the same chicken leg. Cheng Zi and Lu Shenxing looked at each other across the table of food, and neither of them intended to be like Kong Rong.
A third pair of chopsticks came across and placed the chicken leg into Lu Shenxing's bowl. Cheng Tiandao said sternly, "Xiao Zi, you must respect your elders."
Lu Shenxing almost choked. Why do I dislike hearing this?
When their chopsticks met for the second time, Cheng Zi smiled wryly, "Uncle, I remember you don't like spicy food. Is this also a life lesson?"
Lu Shenxing turned to look at Cheng Tiandao and said, "Brother, I don't know what's going on either."
"Eat whatever you want." Putting the boiled pork slices in front of Lu Shenxing, Cheng Tiandao gave Cheng Zi a look and said, "Your uncle is having trouble with his relationship and is very fragile. Don't provoke him."
Cheng Zi was busy eating rice, and his whole body exuded the aura of "Don't talk to me, I want to be alone."
After dinner, Fang Wen took the opportunity to wash the dishes and said to Cheng Tiandao, "Don't you think that Old Seventh is..." She thought for a while before coming up with a word that slightly fits the description, "Is it strange?"
Cheng Tiandao opened the door a little and looked out through the crack. He exclaimed in surprise, "Old Seven is not wearing a gold watch, and there's nothing around his neck."
"The house can't be sold?" Cheng Tiandao put the cut watermelon on the plate. As far as he knew, housing prices had been rising, and the market was quite prosperous.
"After cleaning up like this, he looks much more stable." Fang Wen swished the rag around the bottom of the bowl. "What's that saying? Good fortune and bad luck go hand in hand. Old Seven has had bad luck, so he must have had good luck too. I don't think he'll be as foolish as before in the future."
"How about we take Lao Qi on a blind date?"
"Blind date?" Cheng Tiandao looked up, as if he had heard a joke. "You know Lao Qi's sexual orientation, and you asked him to go with a woman..."
"He's a man," Fang Wen said. "He's a university professor. I've met him. He's handsome, well-educated, and very well-educated."
"Teacher?" Cheng Tiandao frowned. "What Old Seven dislikes most are intellectuals."
"It's not like you'll lose a thing if you take a look." Fang Wen said, "Let's do it during National Day. You take Lao Qi to the coffee shop we often go to. Let's meet first and see if we like each other before we move on."
Cheng Tiandao and Fang Wen found an excuse to go for a walk in the park, leaving three children, one young, one old and one old, at home.
The older one has obsessive-compulsive disorder and refuses to be treated. It is too cruel to ask him to change diapers and wipe. As for the old one, it seems that he wants to be a quiet handsome man. The only thing missing is a Do Not Disturb sign on his chest.
Lu Shenxing ate two slices of watermelon and was thinking that Cheng Tiandao's daughter was so well-behaved and not making any noise at all. The child in the rocking bed pouted her mouth, made a very small cry, and then burst into tears.
The heart-wrenching roar of the male protagonist on TV could not cover up the crying.
Cheng Zi went upstairs and came out wearing a pair of gloves that reached to his elbows. He looked at the man on the sofa and said, "Uncle, hand me the diaper."
Lu Shenxing reached out and took one, jokingly saying, "You should wear a raincoat."
The breath on his head made Cheng Zi feel uncomfortable, and he moved away slightly without noticing.
When changing the diaper, the child suddenly peed forward, and Cheng Zi's clothes were affected. The thin material was quickly soaked through. He took off his clothes and went upstairs with an extremely ugly expression.
"Your brother is sick." Lu Shenxing poked the child's face with a finger.
About half an hour later, Lu Shenxing saw Cheng coming down from upstairs. His exposed face, neck, and arms looked like they were cooked.
He was actually curious about this person's other half. Anyone who could accept this kind of excessive cleanliness must be either the same kind of person or have a problem with his brain.
"I'm going out for a walk." Cheng Zi said and left. Water dripped from his wet hair onto his shoulders, and he looked extremely depressed.
Lu Shenxing and the child stared at each other. When he was about to fall asleep, Cheng Tiandao and Fang Wen came back.
"Seventh Brother, do you think children are fun?"
Lu Shenxing turned his back to Cheng Tiandao.
"Don't blame me for being harsh. You might not realize it now, but in 20 or 30 years, when you're my age, you'll understand the joy of having a little one at home." Cheng Tiandao said seriously, "Marrying a man and having a child won't conflict you."
Lu Shenxing walked away and Cheng Tiandao followed him, chattering non-stop.
A man in his fifties has seen through some things. While giving up, he also insists on some things. Cheng Tiandao has spent most of his life with his wife and children by his side. His career is not very successful, but his life is more than enough. The only thing he cares about is his brothers.
The second son's family immigrated, and he couldn't see it. The third son was doing well in business. Apart from being impatient and fond of boasting, he had the courage to do nothing out of the ordinary. The fourth and fifth sons were both nine-to-five office workers. They took some time off every year to travel and enjoy life.
The sixth brother is the mayor. It has not been easy for him to climb to that position step by step over the years. They are afraid of affecting his reputation, so they rarely interact with him. The youngest one is the most financially well-off among the brothers and is also the most capable.
Cheng Tiandao touched his half-white hair. No matter how much money he had, he couldn't speak for it or take it away. He hoped that Lao Qi could really split it up with Luoyang and find someone to live a good life with.
"Seventh Brother, are you free during National Day?"
"The company organized employees to go to Qiaoshan to soak in the hot springs." Lu Shenxing played with the lighter, pressed his thumb, looked at the rising flames and thought about something.
And this benefit, how come I have never encountered it in all these years of work? Cheng Tiandao asked with envy, "Going on the 1st?"
Lu Shenxing shook his head, "It seems to be number three."
The company's boss spoke in an uncertain tone, as if it were someone else's business.
Cheng Tiandao said upon seeing this, "Then let's go to the city."
National Day doesn’t leave much impression on otakus and housewives. They just sit in front of the computer, watch a video or a comic, and the day is over. But for those who are out and about, it is a nightmare.
However, I encountered this nightmare even though I knew it would happen. I couldn't control my free and unrestrained heart, so I could only seek torture.
Lu Shenxing had been stuck in traffic for over an hour. It was almost noon when he found the coffee shop according to the address sent by Cheng Tiandao. When he entered, he casually caught a glimpse of a figure. He stopped unconsciously, as if he subconsciously had a liking for the man with delicate features.
There were a few other people at the table, including Fang Wen and Cheng Tiandao. They were talking about something, and their laughter stopped abruptly when Lu Shenxing walked over.
"This is my seventh son." Cheng Tiandao pulled out a chair for Lu Shenxing and introduced them to each of them one by one.
The legendary ostentatious rich man? The other two women in their thirties and forties looked at Lu Shenxing with curiosity. He was dressed very conservatively, not at all unfashionable.
The man also raised his head and gave Lu Shenxing a decent smile.
"Is the traffic very congested today?" In the somewhat dull atmosphere, Fang Wen found a topic that everyone could join in.
"It's extremely congested." One of the women experienced this deeply.
After chatting about all sorts of things for a while, they all left the table one after another.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, only Lu Shenxing and the elegantly dressed man were left at the table. He took a sip of coffee and knew what Cheng Tiandao's purpose was.
I never thought that one day I would be on a blind date myself.
The man was called Teacher Liu. He kept talking a lot, all about how people nowadays were pursuing material things. Lu Shenxing was filled with righteous indignation when he heard him criticize the entire social phenomenon from a moral high ground.
"Mr. Cheng, are the things I'm talking about too profound?" Teacher Liu smiled sincerely. "If you have any questions, you can ask me. We understand and respect each other, and the most important thing is communication."
Lu Shenxing took another sip of coffee, the curve of his lips seeming to be a smile.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to belittle you. Many successful people, like you, haven't received higher education." Teacher Liu commented on Lu Shenxing, "Mr. Cheng, I'm quite satisfied with you."
The black lighter in Lu Shenxing's hand clicked open, and the orange flame passed over the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and he blew out a smoke ring.
Teacher Liu frowned and said in a disciplining tone, "Mr. Cheng, smoking is harmful to your health and to those around you. You should quit."
Lu Shenxing bit the cigarette butt and said, "Brother, who do you think you are?"
"Mr. Cheng, what do you think of the current real estate industry?"
"Mr. Cheng, where are your businesses generally located?"
"Mr. Cheng, did you drive here?"
"Mr. Cheng..."
His head was aching badly, and Lu Shenxing's patience had reached its limit. He gave him a neat and tidy back view. The attraction he had just felt was purely due to the delicate beauty between the other's eyebrows, which made him feel a little comfortable.
After a few words, all the feelings disappeared.
After getting in the car, Lu Shenxing called Cheng Tiandao, "Brother, are you looking for a one-on-one tutor for me?"
Cheng Tiandao, who thought it was a done deal, spoke after a long while, "Seventh Brother, when we first met, Teacher Liu's eyes were wide open."
Lu Shenxing curled his lips and said, "That's because I haven't woken up yet."
"He's a good person. He's always been emotionally unavailable, but his personality is a bit strange." Cheng Tian motioned Fang Wen beside him to stop talking. "Don't you want to be with him anymore?"
"Don't arrange this kind of thing for me again. I have no plans to get married."
Lu Shenxing went to the bar in the evening. He didn't understand the rules of the game. The target of this mission was himself, so it shouldn't be wrong to do whatever he wanted.
His tall and straight figure, neat hair, exquisitely tailored black shirt, straight suit pants, expensive leather shoes, powerful aura and upper-class air immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Lu Shenxing refused the second person who came to chat with him. He sat lazily on the sofa, holding a wine glass in one hand and supporting his head with the other hand, admiring the young women in the center of the stage who were twisting their slender waists wildly and had turbulent breasts.
Somewhere was quiet, and Lu Shenxing's small eyes narrowed, hiding an unfathomable darkness.
On the other side of the bar, in a dim corner, there were a few young men and women dressed in trendy clothes clinking bottles. They looked like students.
"Luoyang, what's wrong with you lately?" a girl with burgundy hair asked, "Did you get heartbroken?"
"How is that possible?" Luoyang said in a haughty tone, "I've never been in love, how can I say I've lost anything?"
"Look over there!" someone screamed, "That uncle has a great body."
Seeing the figure clearly under the colorful lights, Luoyang was stunned. A smug smile appeared on the corner of his lips. That man sent someone to follow him? Came here on purpose? Sure enough, he still cared about him.
"The lover next to the uncle looks so wild, I don't even have the courage to wear those little leather pants."
"They are not a couple." Luoyang said, "The man has someone he likes."
"Do you know him?" the boy asked curiously.
"I guessed." Luoyang's expression returned to normal. He smiled and said, "How could I possibly know that kind of person?"
"I want to meet you." The boy grinned.
"She's just average-looking and quite old." Luoyang said sarcastically, "What's so good about getting to know her? It'd be embarrassing to walk around with her."
"That's called masculinity." The other party looked disapproving.
Manly? Luoyang thought the adjective was odd when applied to that man. All he remembered was his clinging, naked gaze and a disgusting smell that he couldn't shake off.
Lu Shenxing didn't notice Luoyang. He was listening to a young mixed-race man talking about love.
"Baby, let's go." The man's deep blue eyes were full of tenderness, and those who didn't know would think they were very close.
"Where are you going?" Lu Shenxing curled his lips.
"Anywhere is fine, even to the ends of the earth." The man's words were sincere, coupled with his affectionate eyes, and he looked like a romantic, which could easily charm others.
"What's your price?" Lu Shenxing asked without beating around the bush.
The man rubbed his chin, a charming smile on his handsome face, "I'm very expensive."
"I can afford it no matter how expensive it is." Lu Shenxing crossed his legs and said, "Come here."
The man approached with a smile. The voice that reached his ears was very low. Gradually, his expression changed drastically and he laughed excitedly. "Is there such a good thing?"
"Of course." Lu Shenxing asked calmly, "How?"
The man didn't hesitate. "Deal."
"I'll be waiting for your good news." Lu Shenxing swept his eyes across, like a knife cutting through. "Don't try to play any tricks, don't do anything you'll regret."
The man's expression tightened, and he shrugged. "I'm not interested in anything else but money."
Lu Shenxing swirled the colorful liquid in the glass and touched a little to his lips. "Happy cooperation."
It was past eleven o'clock at night when Lu Shenxing came out of the bar. The coolness of the night blew away all his restlessness. His peripheral vision locked onto a figure not far away, and he immediately changed direction and blended into the darkness.
Luoyang had already told several classmates that he would not return to school that night, and was prepared to allow the man to touch him, but he waited for a long time and no one came out. Puzzled, he went into the bar and found that the man had disappeared long ago.
The next day, Lu Shenxing went to the hospital to get the examination report. He was quite surprised to meet Cheng Zi. The hospital was crowded and dirty. With the other party's condition, he would probably want to have his skin torn off and replaced after coming back.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Cheng Zi lowered his head to wipe the chair. After using more than ten sheets of paper, he sat down with a pale face. "Uncle, can you make an appointment for me?"
"Did you have a fight?" Lu Shenxing looked at his red and swollen ankle and reached out to hold it.
Cheng Zi took a deep breath, and his whole body trembled. He couldn't bear it anymore, and frowned. His voice was a little strange, "Uncle, don't touch there."
Hearing something amiss in the words, Lu Shenxing stared at Cheng Zi strangely and gently pinched his ankle, "Is it here?"
Cheng Zi bent down, stretched out his hand and pushed Lu Shenxing's shoulder, pursing his lips awkwardly, "No." Not wanting to say another word, he took out a twenty-dollar bill from his trouser pocket and said, "Help me register."
After Lu Shenxing finished queuing up and registered, he came over with the list and heard the young man on the chair mutter, "I just fell off my bike."
"Have you called your dad?" Lu Shenxing was sitting next to him.
Cheng Zi said, "He went to his hometown with his aunt this morning."
"Who brought you here? Who will accompany you to see the doctor later?" Lu Shenxing frowned and asked three questions in a row, "How are you going back?"
Cheng Zi didn't say anything.
After handing him the order, Lu Shenxing sighed, "My uncle had a business meeting this morning. If I go too late, I won't be able to get the land. It will be a big loss."
Cheng Zi took out a handful of change and said, "This is all I have on me."
What he meant was that I could only make up these few dozen dollars, and there was no more.
"...You should keep it for yourself." Lu Shenxing dialed a number and said as he walked, "Doctor Wang, it's me..."
Nowadays, nothing can be done without communication. Show up in time when others need you, so that you can ask for help when you need it in the future.
Dr. Wang rushed over after receiving a call from Lu Shenxing. Cheng Zi had a minor ankle fracture, so he prescribed some medicine and spray and told him what to pay attention to.
"Try to use less force on that foot in the near future, and it's best to keep it flat."
"No need for a cast?" Lu Shenxing followed Doctor Wang outside.
"His bones are not dislocated and his joints are normal." Dr. Wang handed over the medical record.
Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Doctor Wang touched his nose. "Mr. Cheng, that was your nephew's decision." He was a little speechless. "When I touched him, he fought back."
"Don't get me wrong, I didn't touch anywhere else."
Lu Shenxing stood there pondering the meaning of that sentence, then turned to find Cheng Zi and said, "Let's go back."
Cheng Zi took a step forward with his leg bent. Noticing Lu Shenxing looking at him, he turned and asked, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
"Look at you jumping."
“…”
Lu Shenxing drove Cheng Zi back home. The high-profile royal blue convertible attracted the attention of passers-by. He turned the steering wheel calmly. Cheng Zi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, tilted his neck to look at the street market outside the car window.
It was the first time for Cheng Zi to ride in this man's car, and it was not what he had imagined. His neck was a little stiff. When he turned his head, he saw a disc with two men on it. One had a big furry tail hanging behind his buttocks, and the other was standing, holding a whip.
"Uncle, do you usually like to watch this kind of thing?"
Lu Shenxing followed Cheng Zi's line of sight and his facial features suddenly twisted. Why didn't he notice this thing in the car before?
The original owner liked to collect this kind of discs, and would take a look at them when he had nothing to do, and occasionally rewatch them, so that he could satisfy Luoyang one day when he had sex with her.
"It's a game for adults." Lu Shenxing said seriously.
The scene of the old man watching a movie alone in the car and soothing himself with his hands popped up in his mind, followed by the scene of him and Luoyang making love on the chair. Cheng Zi closed his eyes, his breathing was not smooth, and he felt a little nauseous. He felt that the smell was on his clothes.
There's some other emotion, but I'm not sure what it is.
"Your dad mentioned you to me last time." Lu Shenxing remembered something and said casually, "He said you were getting close to a senior student. If you think you're a good student, why not bring her home to show him?"
Cheng Zi frowned, but didn't explain.
After sending the person home, Lu Shenxing went out and made a phone call. "I have already informed Aunt Wu. She will come to take care of you this afternoon."
The person on the bed was gone. He heard the sound of water in the bathroom. He strode over and saw the young man with his back to him, leaning on the sink with one leg and washing his face with a towel.
Cheng Zi accidentally saw a face in the mirror and was so scared that the washbasin beside him fell over, spilling water all over the floor.
"You have so many things to do." Lu Shenxing looked at the young man squatting down slowly, and for some reason he felt uncomfortable watching him. He stepped forward, grabbed the man and took him away.
"Let go." Cheng Zi felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to wash himself clean urgently.
"Okay." Lu Shenxing loosened his grip, and Cheng Zi's body fell to one side by inertia. In the face of danger, he instinctively reached out to grab anything he could touch.
Lu Shenxing was held tightly by him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
At noon, Lu Shenxing and Cheng Zi had takeout. The uncle and nephew each finished a dish and were very full.
After walking around outside, Lu Shenxing saw that Cheng Zi's door was open and there was a light flashing.
He took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, took a puff, leaned against the door and smiled lazily, his voice low and magnetic, "How old are you, and you still watch cartoons?"
Cheng pretended to be deaf and dumb.
After a while, Lu Shenxing laughed out loud, "That pig is so stupid."
It's obviously a horse, isn't it? As age increases, intelligence decreases. Cheng Zi's mouth twitches, "Where is the pig?"
In the swirling smoke, Lu Shenxing turned his head to look at Cheng Zi.
Cheng Zi suddenly pursed his lips, and without saying a word, he covered his head with the pillow, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
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