Empty City Sparrow ABO

Shu Jinwen woke up when he heard the noise, and saw Lu Feichi sitting beside him, holding Lu Cheng's portrait in his hand.

He stammered, "I didn't mean to..."

How would he explain it? He just wanted to tidy up the bookcase, and found a dusty photo frame from the innermost layer of the bookcase. After wiping it clean, he forgot to put it back.

Lu Feichi smiled, with an uncomfortably calm expression: "Let's eat."

He didn't throw away the photo frame angrily, and he didn't even put the photo frame back into the bookcase, but put it on the coffee table as it was.

Shu Jinwen was even more disturbed.

He sat down at the dining table, carefully watching Lu Feichi's expression.

Lu Feichi looked calm, as if nothing had happened, he took chopsticks and a small porcelain bowl naturally, and ate on his own.

Only the eyes are a little red.

Shu Jinwen couldn't eat it.

"My body is not so painful, and I can go back to work tomorrow." He tentatively said.

Lu Feichi put a piece of dragon beard cake in his bowl, and said calmly, "No."

Shu Jinwen said: "Why not, this is my job."

Lu Feichi tilted his head slightly: "Your job is to accompany customers to have dinner after get off work, and to eat tofu when their hands are touched?"

Obviously he already knew everything that happened in the box.

Shu Jinwen struggled to death: "It was just, an accident..."

He knew that Lu Feichi would never be able to understand that he didn't really love this job, nor was it because of lack of money.

He needs a normal job and lives like all normal people.

He'll get in trouble, harass, complain about the low pay, and it doesn't matter.

On top of life, he can feel that he is truly alive.

Lu Feichi ate a few mouthfuls, then stopped eating.

Shu Jinwen had to rack his brains for his legitimate rights: "Then I assure you, in the future, I will sternly refuse any such drinking situation, and I will go home as soon as I get off work, and I will never stay for a second longer."

Lu Feichi looked at the empty bowl silently.

"You can't keep me at home forever," Shu Jinwen said, "or what do you want, lock me in a cage, or tie me to a belt?"

Lu Feichi ignored him, stood up and went to the bathroom.

Shu Jinwen was so angry that he dropped his bowl: "Lu Feichi!"

Lu Feichi closed the bathroom door.

Shu Jinwen looked at the portrait on the coffee table with grief and indignation, and whispered, "Old Lu, Lao Lu, look at how failed your education is."

This photo was taken a year before Lu Cheng's death. The old man, who is nearly half a century old, still has thick hair, handsome features, and bright eyes.

Lu Feichi and him are almost carved out of the same mold, except that Lu Feichi's facial features are softer and more beautiful, and Lu Cheng is more solemn.

He had seen the photo of Lu Feichi's biological mother, but Lu Cheng sandwiched it in the innermost layer of the book.

It was a photo of a cheongsam, black brocade, plump and white lotus root arms, and a round oval face, as if stepped out of a movie pictorial of the last century, delicate and beautiful.

She is the most beautiful woman Shu Jinwen has ever seen.

Lu Feichi combined the advantages of his parents, so his appearance is so outstanding.

Shu Jinwen looked at the photo frame and said to himself: "Good boy, you were cute when you were young, but now you have developed such a weird temper, jealous and tempered, and you ignore people when you say they don't care, who do you blame? Well, of course it's your fault, he's been with you much longer than me."

Shu Jinwen couldn't help but began to miss the time when he first met Lu Feichi.

At that time, he was 17 years old, and he was not yet married to Lu Cheng. He was just a patient of Lu Cheng, and Lu Feichi was only a boy in junior high school.

Occasionally, Lu Cheng took him home to observe and record his illness, and he would meet Lu Feichi.

Lu Feichi's expression was always proud and haughty, and he didn't care much about others. He was wearing the uniform of the noble middle school with the most expensive tuition in City A. The well-tailored uniform set off the smooth and slender figure of the boy.

Lu Feichi doesn't like doing homework, and he doesn't seem to like the ball games that boys of the same age are obsessed with. He always stays in his room after school, listening to music, or reading English business magazines that he can't understand.

Shu Jinwen was a little afraid of Lu Feichi, but he knew that he had no malicious intentions.

Lu Feichi didn't chat with him, but just nodded to him coldly when they met.

But after he accidentally fell asleep on the hospital bed, he always found a handful of toffee in his hand when he woke up.

As we all know, Lu Cheng strictly disciplines himself and never eats sugar.

After taking a shower, Lu Feichi went to the study, as if he was dealing with work.

Shu Jinwen bit her lower lip and looked at the light from under the door, hesitated for a while, but still had lingering fears about last night, took a shower and went back to her room to sleep.

Lu Feichi didn't go to bed until very late, but he didn't say a word to him.

The distance between the two was almost enough for an adult, and Shu Jinwen doubted that he would not be able to touch Lu Feichi with his open arms.

Or if it happens, Lu Feichi will pretend to be asleep.

Accustomed to being lingering with each other until death, Shu Jinwen suddenly became so respectful as a guest, and Shu Jinwen felt a sense of alienation and embarrassment at a loss.

This situation has continued for more than a week.

During the day, Lu Feichi goes to work, while Shu Jinwen reads or surfs the Internet at home.

In the evening, after dinner, each takes a bath, each occupying one side of the bed respectfully, and ignoring each other.

Until one morning a week later, Shu Jinwen suddenly felt someone watching her in her sleep, and woke up.

Opening his eyes, he found that Lu Feichi was fully dressed, sitting by the bed and watching him silently.

Shu Jinwen stared at him blankly: "...what's the matter?"

Lu Feichi had a thoughtful, strange calm on his face: "I'm going to the old house today."

"... Oh." Shu Jinwen scratched her hair, unable to remember what day it was, and wanted to change clothes in a daze.

He was a little embarrassed, and wanted to change here, but being watched by Lu Feichi, he felt somewhat awkward, and going to the bathroom to change was too much.

The two have obviously met each other countless times.

Fortunately, Lu Feichi quickly left the room.

He took the time to change his clothes, opened the door, grabbed his mobile phone and checked the calendar, wondering what day it was.

When I looked up, I saw the photo frame on the coffee table.

Suddenly in my heart.

Today is Lu Cheng's death day.

As usual, Lucheng's funeral ceremony is held in the ancestral hall of the Lu family's old house.

Shu Jinwen was sitting in the car, still sleepy, vaguely feeling a little strange.

He remembered that the memorial service for the anniversary of the death of the Lu family's old house was held at night, and it seemed a bit too early to go there this early in the morning.

He fell asleep in a daze, and was not even awake when he arrived, but he was carried out by Lu Feichi.

The morning in the mountains was extremely humid and cold. He shrank his head into the scarf, opened his eyes slightly, and could only see the foggy mountains and forests.

Lu Feichi's embrace was very stable and at ease.

He involuntarily fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, he had reached a quiet room.

Shu Jinwen tried hard to open his eyes, but he could only tell that it was a room without lights. The room was burning with faint sandalwood, warm and dry. Lu Feichi stood in front of him, looking at something.

sandalwood.

Shu Jinwen suddenly woke up.

He saw Lu Feichi turn around, take out the photo frame at home, and put it on the table.

Immediately came over, fingers lifted his chin, and the other hand unzipped his coat.

Only then did he see clearly that the memorial tablet of Lu Cheng was on the table, and this was the ancestral hall of the Lu family's old house.

Lu Feichi's fingers had already penetrated into his neckline.

Shu Jinwen was stunned: "...what are you doing?"

Lu Feichi looked down at him, and kissed his lips like alms: "If I need to remind you... the old lady and the others haven't woken up yet, but their room is upstairs, you make too much noise, I can't guarantee The old lady won't be woken up."

Shu Jinwen couldn't believe his guess, he looked at the docile Lu Feichi in horror: "You..."

Lu Feichi covered his mouth with his fingers, and smiled coldly: "I told you to keep your voice down."

He grabbed Lu Feichi's finger and begged him in a low voice: "Don't do this, please, don't..."

Lu Feichi mercilessly took his fingers away, grabbed his collar, and forced him to turn around, facing Lu Cheng's portrait.

Shu Jinwen's whole body was cold.

Without any scruples, Lu Feichi kissed his neck wantonly, his lower body pressed against him from behind, his thighs thrust in forcefully, forcing him to separate his legs.

Shame almost overwhelms the pale-skinned man.

Shu Jinwen finally understood.

It was not a whim, nor was it a whim.

Lu Feichi had planned it for a long time, he just wanted to fuck him here.

Fuck him in front of Lu Cheng's portrait.