Car repair shop.
Lu Yanzhuo lay on his back, slid out from under the car, turned the lever, pushed the car, and stood up nimbly.
The shop owner, Qu Long, handed over a towel.
"Brother Zhuo, Ice Fox sent a message asking when you're going back."
"I'm not going back."
Lu Yanzhuo wiped his sweat and tossed the towel back to him.
"You're really not going back?!" Qu Long exclaimed in surprise.
"So you're going to stay in my repair shop?"
He suppressed his shock and said with some regret, "That's like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito, a waste of resources."
Lu Yanzhuo glanced at the sky outside without any expression.
It was pitch black, without a single star.
Just like his lifeless future.
The wind whipped through the leaves, rustling and rattling against the door.
Just like the never-ending storm in his heart.
This is the kind of torture he deserves.
Lu Yanzhuo withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "If you don't want to take me in, I'll find somewhere else."
"Oh dear! Brother Zhuo, you're making me feel so ashamed."
Qu Long cried out in anguish.
"You're the one who funded the opening of my auto repair shop."
"Besides, if it weren't for you and Brother Yang Wu back then, how could I have survived and come back from that godforsaken place?"
"If you want, you can stay here for the rest of your life."
Upon hearing the familiar name, Lu Yanzhuo's expression changed.
Qu Long realized he had spoken out of turn and slapped his mouth.
He stood aside, saying nothing.
"Alright." Lu Yanzhuo glanced at him. "I'm going back now."
"A track-modified car will be coming to report for repairs tomorrow. Contact me when they arrive."
"Okay," Qu Long replied obediently.
He watched Lu Yanzhuo walk out of the auto repair shop, his tall figure slowly disappearing into the night.
It looks rather lonely.
Qu Long felt a pang of sympathy.
Back then, Yang Wu and Zhuo were on a mission together. Yang Wu sacrificed himself to save him, and Zhuo still can't get over it.
Why did I have to be so talkative? Of all times, why did I have to bring up Brother Yang Wu?
He slapped his mouth again.
Turning around, he saw the car that Lu Yanzhuo had just repaired and sighed.
Why.
The hands that used to fly fighter jets, defuse landmines, and wield weapons and guns are now serving these toy cars.
He put his hands on his hips and looked around at the cars in the store.
"You are so lucky."
...
When Lu Yanzhuo arrived home, he glanced at the tightly closed door next to him.
In just one day, the once empty gate was now decorated.
A garland of flowers.
A cutely decorated doorbell with a chubby bird perched on it, staring blankly at him.
The door handle was also wrapped with a protective cover, and the pattern on the left side was a dog's paw.
There was even a takeout box on the wall next to it, with the words "Put takeout here" written on it in cute round characters.
So, the boss's takeout box.
Lu Yanzhuo suddenly remembered the way she inhaled that morning.
With such a flat belly, what can you eat?
He twitched his lips.
The hard jawline softened in an instant.
My gaze fell on the wreath again, and I could almost smell the fragrance of gardenias emanating from her.
That's what I smelled when I got close to her this morning.
It's very shallow.
But it all popped into his head at once.
Lu Yanzhuo's eyes flickered.
As if possessed, he raised his hand and smelled himself.
He smelled strongly of engine oil.
Looking down at myself, I was covered in dirt, with dust on my knees.
His brows furrowed.
He pushed open his front door with a sour face.
After locking the door, I instinctively lifted my foot and walked towards the bathroom.
The next day.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
Lu Yanzhuo was woken up by a dog's paw.
He opened his eyes alertly and saw the enlarged dog face in front of him. His hawk-like eyes lost their sharpness and instead hissed softly.
"You think dog life is too long?"
"If you keep bothering me, go back to the balcony and sleep."
The steel coin expelled air from its nostrils.
He snorted.
He threw the thing he was holding in his mouth at Lu Yanzhuo's face.
Then he gestured with his chin and pointed towards Shen Zhiyi's room.
"Awooo—"
A familiar scent of gardenias instantly enveloped him.
"What is this?"
Lu Yanzhu frowned and pulled off the thing on his face. After seeing what it was, his pupils instantly contracted!
It was an extremely thin women's underwear.
It's light purple.
Small flowers cover the key areas, and even the thin ribbons are adorned with two flowers. The cutouts between the flowers are made of transparent lace.
The fabric is thin, but it has a large dimension.
Shen Zhiyi's smiling face appeared in my mind.
She was wearing a cotton and linen suit and looked conservative and proper.
But this is the style of underwear?!
Lu Yanzhuo's face instantly turned bright red, and he threw the cloth back at Gangbeng.
"You're so shameless, even as a dog?"
"Whatever you bring into the house? And you even threw it in my face?"
My body reacted almost instantly in the early morning, becoming rock hard; I reckon even a couple of stabs with a knife would curl it up.
"Get him back to where he came from!" he roared.
Steel Coin looked at the fabric lying on the ground with a wronged expression.
It flicked its tail.
Reluctantly, it picked it up and walked towards the balcony.
Lu Yanzhuo lay back on the bed, covered his face with his arm, and cursed under his breath.
However, the body temperature kept rising.
"grass!"
He got up, abruptly threw off the covers, and headed for the bathroom.
On the balcony.
Clothes blown off by the strong wind were scattered on the ground.
The coin, carrying a piece of cloth in its mouth, wandered around amidst the mess.
In the end, he listened to Lu Yanzhuo's advice.
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