Qianfan

Qianfan seemed to be rolling around on a nail, his whole body was tingling, and he couldn't find a comfortable place.He curled up shaking.His high fever turned into a low fever, just at the moment when his head was dizzy and he was about to wake up.

He felt a pair of dry and warm hands supporting the back of his head, and then his brain, which was as heavy as a shot put, was massaged with just the right amount of force. After a while, the pain seemed to be soothed. He actually breathed calmly and opened his eyelids slowly——

First, I saw that the man's shirt collar was opened a little due to the movement, and around his neck was the thing he was wearing when he first met Lu Zhengfan. When he got closer, he found that the necklace pendant was about the size of an adult's ring finger, and it was very shaped. Unique, should be made to order.The exposed collarbone and chest were just as white and strong as he had imagined, full of youthful vitality.Then came across a gaze, and because of the close distance, Qianfan focused his attention on it, so Qianfan saw every eyelash of that person clearly, every time they opened and closed, it was as if they were being scraped by a faint feather.He moved his parched lips, feeling that his lips were also very heavy, and he only uttered a monotonous "I".

"Your wound is very inflamed. The fever has subsided a little, and you need to rest." Lu Zhengfan touched Qianfan's forehead with his palm, and asked again, "Are you hungry? I cooked some food, er, it's porridge. I hope you won't dislike it."

Qian Fan pawed at the palm and stayed for a while longer, but Lu Zhengfan didn't know how to read minds, so he withdrew his hand as soon as he got up, and bent over to wait for Qian Fan's answer.

Qian Fan wants to eat even if he is not hungry, just kidding, Lu Zhengfan cooked it, eat two big bowls of him!

Seeing Qian Fan nodding, Lu Zhengfan clapped his hands, turned around and left.

When he came back, Qian Fan was already leaning on the bed, looking at the bedroom he was in.

Lu Zhengfan hooked a small table with his legs, put down the porridge, and said, "This is where I live. Who was upset that I didn't bring him home before? Come on, I'll help you take a look after eating."

Qian Fan smiled, hugged the quilt and tilted his head to look at Lu Zhengfan.Seeing that he has changed into a clean white shirt, the sleeves are rolled up casually, and his arm still has some injuries from last night, but it does not hinder his politeness.

Qian Fan thinks that Lu Zhengfan is a very contradictory person.How should I put it, when he is wearing formal clothes and not smiling, he is like a thick and ancient cultural relic, pure and restrained; when he smiles with his eyes bent at you, it seems that the patina is shining with dazzling light, the heart of intimacy Spontaneously; but if he acted coldly, the thick patina would burst in the blink of an eye, which was worrying.But at this moment, he rolled up his sleeves and blew porridge for Qian Fan, soft and soft, like a sleeping ancient object waiting for someone with a destiny to hold it unearthed and brush off the dust of history for it.

Sensing Qian Fan's gaze, Lu Zhengfan touched his face and asked, "I'm not handsome anymore?"

Qian Fan almost choked on his own tenderness, blushing and thick neck.He glared at Lu Zhengfan angrily: "You care about that face so much?"

"Ah." Lu Zhengfan responded brazenly, "Otherwise, how would we get the information?"

During Lu Zhengfan's patient feeding, Qian Fan really ate two big bowls.In fact, it is simple porridge with minced meat and mushrooms. Lu Zhengfan is ashamed to admit that these are the only things that can be cooked at home.I don’t know which year or month the meat was thrown into the freezer.

Qian Fan clarified the purpose of his frequent visits to entertainment venues in Chef Lu's joking narration.

The evidence to be collected this time is about a mayor who was reported for accepting bribes.Originally, this was not within the scope of Lu Zhengfan's work, but Ye Lao asked him to get the evidence faster than others, because Ye Lao had a misleading financial relationship with the fallen mayor.

Lu Zhengfan tried to get to know the fat mayor's mistress, and when he heard from the mistress' little sister that her sister was going to go abroad with the big boss in a few days, he knew that he had to act quickly.Desperately sneaking into his lair - the fat mayor's lairs are as numerous as sheep dung, Lu Zhengfan followed him for half a month before identifying the real lair - Lu Zhengfan sneaked in and tied up the other's mistress.

"Will you be fired for being so unorganized and disciplined?" Qian Fan asked.

Lu Zhengfan ate the porridge by himself, swallowed it before answering: "They have no chance to know it's me. Besides, even if they know, they will have nothing to do with me."

Yes, your adoptive father is so powerful that he can plant your turnip in the hole to be planted.Qian Fan resisted not complaining, and listened to him continue talking.

Lu Zhengfan was originally worried that the mayor's mistress, Sanzhen Jiulie, would rather die than surrender, and that he would have to use some extraordinary means to reveal some information, but who knew that just by showing the dagger, she would do what she knew, and she cried in fear at the end: "You Don't scratch my face."

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I'm only shaking the dagger because my throat just got a little angry that day, and I saw the oranges in the fruit bowl..."

Those words matched with Lu Zhengfan's helpless expression, Qian Fan laughed until his ribs ached.Lu Zhengfan hurriedly helped him to lie down: "Take it easy, how long will you have to rest for this work-related injury?"

Qian Fan urged him to speak, and Lu Zhengfan said: "There is no story to tell from now on. The woman doesn't know much, she just explained that an old man came in the evening and took away one of the mayor's boxes, and then the mayor went out. She I asked a lot, why did the mayor scold me for giving away such a precious box at home. She twitched and said that the mayor didn’t scold her because he loved her, so I thought there was something wrong with the box. I asked who the old man was , She said it was the old housekeeper of the mayor's house. I followed the clues to get the box from the old man, and then transferred to the abandoned factory that the woman said."

"How does she know such a clear location? Did she join forces to dig a hole for you to jump?"

"No. It was his mistress who asked him if he would come back at night, and he said he would go to her father's factory to dig for gold."

It turns out that the abandoned factory was the former factory of the mistress's father...

Qian Fan fell silent, analyzing the safety of Lu Zhengfan's job, he felt that this job was several times more dangerous than Yu Xiaoyu's previous job!Lu Zhengfan patted his forehead and asked, "Do you want to change jobs?"

"why?"

Lu Zhengfan crossed his fingers, assuming a serious conversation.Qianfan didn't like him like this, it was too similar to the feeling when they met for the first time: the attitude of talking about business, the polite alienation.So he spoke first: "Because it's dangerous this time? I'll be injured because I haven't...didn't actually fight for a while, and it happened suddenly, and I wasn't prepared."

Seeing how anxious he was desperately fighting for something, Lu Zhengfan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, turning Qianfan's heart into a ball of cotton, the previous nervousness and anxiety were swept away, and the soft cotton wool filled his chest.

Lu Zhengfan stared at him, and the feeling of meeting Qian Fan that night started quietly again, he thought: "Why is this child so distressing?" He smiled covertly and said, "Okay, but safety comes first. One, don't be so impulsive next time." After finishing speaking, he touched the top of his head, only touching Qianfan's soft hair.

After he finished speaking, he packed up the bowl and went out. Qian Fan still hugged the quilt, thinking: "This, isn't it too fucking gentle? I'm so nervous that I feel like I'm going to die."

For the past ten years, he was busy wandering, trying to survive, earning money to pay off debts, and using his fists and momentum to carve out a somewhat bright road, so when he met Lu Zhengfan, his emotions were strange and turbulent. Like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, with a secret first love, or a first love that violates the harmony of yin and yang, he needs to calm down and think with the rationality given to him by his rich experience, but he tells himself on the one hand, or else Well, even if Lu Zhengfan really likes a guy, he wouldn't look for him, the difference is too big in all aspects.

Hearing the sound of Lu Zhengfan washing the pot outside, Qian Fan felt a sense of happiness being taken care of, he thought, forget it, just treat it as a secret in the past tense, and cut off his thoughts about him.

He felt that having that kind of thoughts about Lu Zhengfan was like a kind of obscenity and defilement, and he still had such a dream?

It's so weird.Should I start looking for sex?

And since when did the protagonist in his dream change from his never-showing brother to Lu Zhengfan?

Under the effect of the medicine, he fell asleep again.This time he felt someone take his hand, but it was only his vague consciousness.

In fact, Lu Zhengfan really held onto his hand gently and put it on the bed. Qian Fan fell asleep and fell asleep with his arms exposed beyond the edge of the bed. Seeing that his hand was still injured, he was afraid that he would not sleep well, so Lu Zhengfan went over to put his hand again. good.

Lu Zhengfan found that Qian Fan's hands were beautiful, and the beauty was on the back of the hand, while the palm was rough, with countless new and old scars.In addition to thick calluses and broken palm lines.

With such palm prints, no palm reader can make up auspicious words... Lu Zhengfan held Qian Fan's palm and looked at it with ecstasy. His mind was filled with the poor information about Qian Fan that he had investigated: Lost husband and mother, He followed his grandmother when he was young and graduated from junior high school with excellent grades.There is a big brother Yu Xiaoyu.Lu Zhengfan sighed in his heart, and couldn't help staying there for a few seconds, then let it go hastily as if he suddenly remembered something.

He licked his lips and thought, "What am I doing?"

He pulled the non-existent folds of the shirt and stood up, rubbing the fingers that had held Qian Fan's palm, as if reminiscing.

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