Luting Canteen

Until the cafeteria closed, Li Hui's head was still full of the same image as when Yan Ting nodded and said "yes" to the guests just now.Yan Ting was taller than himself, so Li Hui looked up at him, his tall profile was covered by warm yellow lights, he couldn't see the expression on that face clearly for a while, but he seemed very proud, and seemed to be standing beside him There is really nothing to be afraid of anymore.

Li Hui has never been praised by anyone except Mr.Although he didn't think about it, but in the Luting cafeteria, he was affirmed several times in just one day, which made him secretly happy in his heart, thinking that he should be really good, but at the same time worried that what he did was not good enough, maybe Who will be compared someday.

"What are you thinking?"

Yan Ting stood by the mirror in the bathroom and was blowing Li Hui's hair. Seeing the expression on his mind wandering, he thought it was because he didn't have enough for dinner:

"hungry?"

"No, it's not."

Embarrassment appeared on Li Hui's face—on this day, as long as he finished his work or was in a daze for a while, Mr. Yan would feed him food. It was delicious, but if he continued to eat like this, his wages would be deducted.Forget it, it's already a great favor for the young master to take me in. I also planned to not get paid, didn't I?Li Hui stared at Yan Ting's hand shaking with the hair dryer on his head in the mirror. The palm was wide, and the slender fingers and knuckles looked good. How about his own?There are probably five thin poles protruding out. They are almost nineteen, but they still haven’t grown any longer. Because of this, they used to be laughed at in Hengle Building, saying that they should not help in the stove house, but should carry bamboo baskets to meet with them. Those teenagers sell pastries together.

"...Sir,"

After thinking about it, Li Hui opened his mouth.

"Um?"

"Well, how can you be as tall as your son?"

The hair dryer was too loud, and Li Hui's voice was too soft, so Yan Ting put his ear to Li Hui's mouth while shaking the hair dryer:

"louder."

Li Hui was taken aback by the sudden approach, but he adjusted the volume immediately:

"Why, how can I grow as tall as the young master!"

After talking about it, Li Hui regretted it again. If there is a way, there will be no short people, right?He lowered his face and let Yan Ting rub his long hair. After a few moments, the noise stopped. When Li Hui raised his head, he was hugged by Yan Ting. When the eyes of the two were on the same level, Yan Ting pointed The mirror smiled:

"Look, isn't this the same height?"

"Yes, that's right, but I can't keep hanging on the young master."

"How about you climb on my back?"

Li Hui imagined the scene for a while, and couldn't help laughing, Yan Ting also laughed, and knocked Li Hui on the back of the head when he put him down:

"That's fine."

Li Hui knew that he was comforting himself, so he didn't worry too much.

"Let's go, sleep. Don't you want to go to the vegetable market with Tang Meng tomorrow?"

Yan Ting wrapped up the cable of the hair dryer and put it in the bathroom cabinet, and asked Li Hui to open his mouth wide to check his teeth, and when he saw the clean teeth, he gave a satisfied "hmm", turned off the light and led Li Hui Go to the bedroom.During the day, Yan Ting's bedroom was very simple. A large bed was placed in the middle. Behind the head of the bed was a partition recessed into the wall. Li Hui counted a total of six floors. Book.There is one on each side of the bedside table, and a large TV is hung on the wall in front of the bed, Li Hui still doesn't know what that is for.Near the balcony is a big cabinet, which looks a bit old.

"Li Hui, come here."

Yan Ting waved to Li Hui, opened an empty drawer and said:

"Put your things here for the time being, and if there are more things in a while, we will find a way."

I don't have a lot of things. Li Hui wanted to tell Yan Ting that he didn't need to bother, but he held back his words. Maybe he could really stay here forever if he followed Yan Ting's words. It's an illusion, but illusions are also things that can make people happy for a while.

Obediently, he took out the recipe and purse from the pocket of the folded Chinese tunic suit. Li Hui held the thin papers, hesitating whether to ask Yan Ting what happened to Heng Le Lou, but he still didn't say anything.Yan Ting's cell phone rang, took it over and saw that it was Chi Yeqi's video request, let it ring for a while, Yan Ting finally clicked to agree, Li Hui moved over curiously after putting away his things.

"Xiao~Li~Hui~ haven't slept yet?"

Chi Yeqi waved his hand, Yan Ting looked back, Li Hui really froze behind him, looking at Yan Ting's phone screen in disbelief.

"I'm scared, I'm scared, hahaha," Chi Yeqi laughed loudly, when another voice came:

"Ye Qi, don't scare Li Hui, speak slowly."

The voice belonged to Tang Meng. Yan Ting glanced at Chi Yeqi and looked at the distorted face of the camera and asked:

"What are you two doing?"

"Uncle Tang, someone sent a few boxes of old books, I'll sort them out for him."

"You just come over to play and don't want to go home? Don't keep pestering Tang Meng, it's time to go back—"

"Understood." It was rare that Chi Yeqi interrupted Yan Ting's words impatiently, but Yan Ting was not angry, and squinted his eyes and said: "It's good to really know."

"Okay, okay, I got it, boss!"

"Yan Ting, I'll send him back later, don't worry."

Tang Meng took the phone, smiled at Yan Ting, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked:

"How do you sleep at night?"

"Oh, let's play the floor."

"What the hell is the floor bunk, such a big bed,"

"I-I'm fine!"

Li Hui, who finally regained his composure, saw that Chi Yeqi and Tang Meng who were locked in the mobile phone seemed to be fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief and stood closer, and imitated Yan Ting's way to talk to the mobile phone .

"Little Lihui, don't worry, I just want to tell you that we have a good solution,"

"Yes, when I was sorting out the books just now, I suddenly remembered something from the past,"

The two on the phone screen sang together, Yan Ting felt a little uncomfortable, so he stared at Ye Qi who was making a face over there and asked:

"what you want to say?"

"It's nothing, just a simple method,"

After a pause, Chi Yeqi smiled again:

"Boss, you can sleep with Li Hui in your arms, don't you be very honest when you sleep with something in your arms, and you won't kick anyone anymore?"

Yan Ting didn't make a sound, just squinted his eyes and looked at him. He was a little scared to be stared at by Yan Ting, but thinking that he was using a mobile phone, Chi Yeqi became unscrupulous:

"Boss, don't think I don't remember, you used to hold that—"

Before Chi Yeqi finished speaking, Yan Ting hung up the video screen and threw the phone on the bed. Li Hui stood aside and wanted to know what Yan Ting was hugging, but when he saw the very unhappy face, he withdrew his curiosity .

On the other side, Chi Yeqi gave a very unhappy "tsk", Tang Meng laughed when he heard it, came over and patted his head with a book and said:

"If you say this in front of that kid, he'll annoy you to death."

"What a big deal, Boss really, dare to do it or not."

"That should save him some face."

Tang Meng realized that his eyes were dark. It turned out that Chi Yeqi stood up and forced him to the corner of the small bookstore.

"Then who will give me face, Uncle Tang? You just said you, send me back later?"

"yes."

Tang Meng's voice was a little fluttering, but there was still a gentle smile on his face.

"I'm not the kid I used to be, don't you know?"

"Of course I know, you see you are so tall, a little taller than me."

"Yeah, I'm a little taller than you, maybe I'm stronger than you—"

Chi Yeqi grabbed Tang Meng's wrist and lifted it up, staring straight into Tang Meng's eyes, but the other party's expression remained unchanged. The two were deadlocked in a strange atmosphere. After a while, Tang Meng sighed:

"Xiao Qi, don't break the book."

It means that the cover of the book he is holding in his hand has been torn.Chi Yeqi turned his head to look at the book and the hand holding the book, his eyes darkened, and when he turned to look at Tang Meng again, he returned to his usual smiling appearance:

"How is it? Is your hand stronger than yours?"

Although it seemed that he didn't like Chi Yeqi's suggestion, Yan Ting still asked for consent at night, and hugged him from behind Li Hui to sleep. When he just lay down, he heard Yan Ting muttering behind his back:

"It's really similar."

Li Hui was very concerned about this sentence—does he resemble anyone?Young master, has anyone hugged him like this before?Li Hui has no idea about the love between men and women. Occasionally, the singers and sisters who come to sing songs say something, but it is limited to being touched by the little hands of the guests and kissing the cheeks. He said it.

"My son,"

Li Hui's back was pressed against Yan Ting's arms, firm and warm.In my memory, my parents worked all day long and never hugged him like this, or when he was younger, but I can't remember that.Only the husband saw him being slapped by his father so that the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he was dragged into the room to wipe him clean, and held him in his arms. At that time, his thin body seemed to be trembling.

"My lord, I miss you sir..."

Yan Ting leaned against Li Hui and asked:

"Is that the sir you mentioned earlier?"

There was no response for a long time, and after hearing Li Hui's even breathing, Yan Ting raised his hand and gently scratched his nose again:

"Sleep, little one."

This night, the wind was blowing outside, but Li Hui had never slept so soundly.