Qianfan

Chapter 21

When Lu Zhengfan was sorting out the clues about Lu Qian given by Liang Sheng, he received a call from Qian Fan.Qianfan's voice and the sound of the wind made a series of whirring noises.Qian Fan said: "Brother Fan, I don't trust you, downstairs in your house..."

Those words seemed to carry the temperature of the cold wind, piercing through his ears and reaching his heart.Then a gust of wind whistled in his heart, a string in Lu Zhengfan's heart was plucked because of that sentence, and the tip of his heart suddenly softened, so soft that he wanted to hold that dead child in his arms, and kept holding it...

For many years, no one has ever said "I don't trust you" to him, why is this dead child so affectionate?

Qian Fan came out impulsively, didn't even change his riding clothes, clutched the helmet in his hand, his face was flushed from the cold, and his body was still filled with the icy cold air unique to winter nights.Lu Zhengfan almost grabbed him and rubbed him.However, the old hooligan probably did some psychological training, so he let him into the room and asked, "What's wrong with you in the middle of the night, and your stomach just pops out? Young people just don't cherish themselves."

"Brother Fan, are you really okay?" Qian Fan ignored his joking tone and asked what he wanted to know.

"Ah, what can I do if I don't go out? Three meals will be delivered by a special person, and when the murderer is caught..."

"I don't mean this, I mean your heart, is there anything in your heart?" Qian Fan asked, interrupting his nonsense.

Lu Zhengfan stared at him without saying a word, poured him a cup of tea, the two of them sat across the smoking tea, a moment later Lu Zhengfan said in a low voice: "I don't like being locked up in one place, I can't get out , no communication...did I tell you before that I'm claustrophobic?"

Qianfan nodded.

Faced with Qian Fan's upturned face waiting for him to continue, Lu Zhengfan knew he couldn't refuse.He sighed heavily: "When I was young, I was locked in a small shabby room at home, and I couldn't get out for many days. The room was not big, full of firewood, and sundries...Those sundries were as old as when I was a child. Played toys, broken furniture... the house looks smaller when piled up. The light bulb is broken, and only some light comes in through the cracked door. The nose smells either musty or sour...someone comes occasionally Hit me, and throw some food once in a while, in case I starve to death and no one can vent his anger." He chuckled when he said this, it was a smile without warmth, and the corners of his mouth just twitched.He spoke at a gentle speed, and his tone could be called gentle, but when he talked about such an encounter in a gentle voice, Chiho, who was the audience, felt even heavier.After finishing speaking, Lu Zhengfan smiled forcedly, "Do you understand?" He looked at Qianfan calmly.

Anything that can become "the past" must be a calm past when we talk about it again.Because all the heaviness sinks in the bottom of my heart, there is no need to stir it up and suppress it again.Qianfan met his gaze silently.

Seeing his uncomfortable eyes, Lu Zhengfan knew that he was being cared for, so he went to pick his chin in a good mood: "Sleeping here tonight?"

Sometimes, he really couldn't control this kind of innate intimacy, so the two of them were stunned for a while.

Lu Zhengfan withdrew his hand, but Qian Fan quickly grabbed his fingertips and looked at him firmly.

The first time he saw Lu Zhengfan, he liked him and wanted to get close to him. He had an innate sense of intimacy with Lu Zhengfan.And every time Lu Zhengfan saw Qian Fan, he felt a kind of affectionate love in his heart, he knew that he liked this child.

But right now, Qian Fan held his fingers in the palm of his hand, and the other party looked at him with an aura that never flinched. The development of the matter was beyond the two people's expectations.

Lu Zhengfan felt that he had never seen any storms and life and death along the way, and he had never been shaken at all. Qianfan came here against the wind for him, telling him not to worry about him, but easily broke his heart .

At that moment, Lu Zhengfan thought, no matter what his plan is, no matter how dangerous he is, why should I ignore this child again and again?

So he pulled out his fingers, spread his hands under Qianfan's disappointed eyes and grasped the fist he was about to retract, and said softly: "Silly boy, let me teach you how to hold hands."

Qian Fan watched with astonishment as his five fingers slid into his palm, his fingers got into the gap between his fingers, and he clasped them, his fingers were tightly clasped.He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Come here."

Qian Fan couldn't believe what he heard and saw, he watched him ignorantly and walked to his side.

Lu Zhengfan sighed, held the hands held by the two, and kissed the back of Qianfan's hand: "I may have nothing in the future, only one person left, do you still want to follow?"

After being dazed for a few seconds, Qian Fan quickly nodded, as if the sentence was lost a second later, he said, "I've always had only one person left, do you want me?"

"want."

"Then here you are."

Lu Zhengfan pinched Qianfan's chin and lifted it a little, and the two of them naturally closed their eyes.Lu Zhengfan kissed Qian Fan's dry lips lightly, and when his lips became moist, he suddenly increased his strength. Qian Fan put his hands on his back and caressed him helplessly. Lu Zhengfan's hands reached into his clothes. , Warm palms lingered on Qianfan's back, one palm slid onto the waistband of his trousers, lingered in that area, and then held Qianfan's waist with both hands, pulling him closer, his chest pressed against his chest, echoing his heartbeat.

"Brother Fan...me, shall we do it?" Qian Fan stepped back a little, and said with his forehead resting on Lu Zhengfan's chest.He was so shocked tonight, he never thought of doing such a bold thing on the way here, he didn't even dare to express his heart, how dare he hold Lu Zhengfan's hand tonight? !Although it's just a finger, how dare he show his unflinching eyes?

When the love is strong, many things will develop naturally according to the intention, and it is impossible to control it.

Lu Zhengfan hugged him again, and whispered in his ear: "No, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

At night, the two of them slept together, Lu Zhengfan found a brand new pair of underwear for Qian Fan, and said shamelessly, "It might be too big for you to wear, but it's better than nothing."

Seeing Qian Fan's displeasure, he hurriedly laughed to make amends: "But it shouldn't be too big, after all, you have meat in your butt."

Better not say it!

The sound of water in the bathroom sounded, Lu Zhengfan quickly browsed through the information given by the assistant, and temporarily put it in the drawer.

Xiaoqian, brother is leaving the Ye family as soon as possible, if you also remember brother, can you give me some hints?Finding a needle in a haystack is too difficult... Lu Zhengfan sighed deeply.

Qian Fan took a quick shower. When he came out, he saw several books spread out on Lu Zhengfan's bed. They were all old books, and there were also English versions.Uncle Lu, who was picking and choosing among them cross-legged, saw Qian Fan coming out with dripping hair, so his face darkened, he took out the hair dryer and pressed him down: "What should I do if I have a cold? What should I do if I get a headache tomorrow? Sit down, bro. You blow."

"I'm not that delicate."

"Dare you wash your hair at night and never blow it out, just go to bed and sleep."

Qian Fan: "Sometimes I put my head on the edge of the bed to drip water, and I fell asleep after dripping."

Lu Zhengfan: "A dead child like a pig." While cursing, he gently brushed Qianfan's broken hair with his fingers. The soft hair slipped off when he got entangled with his fingers, docile, making people feel as obedient as Qianfan.

Lu Zhengfan said: "Those books, you can pick which one you are interested in, and I can teach you in a few days."

Qian Fan is very smart, keenly grasping "these few days", he asked: "Didn't Brother Fan say, wait for the murderer to be caught?"

Lu Zhengfan moved the hair dryer away, bowed his head and kissed him: "I want to save money for my wife, I can't afford to stay at home and have no income, so I can take on a private job."

Qian Fan's face was hotter than the hot air from the hair dryer, his body was stiff and he didn't dare to move, his blank look made Lu Zhengfan laugh out loud.

The private work is not really private work. Ye Lao said that the director of Xin'an Department suspected him, and the people above wanted to eliminate dissidents and were going to blame him, so they used excuses to distract Lu Zhengfan, and they would investigate him in the next two days.Ye Lao asked Lu Zhengfan to destroy some past evidence before the other party within three days, and destroy the chess pieces buried in the past if necessary.

Lu Zhengfan revealed his intention to leave, but he also took the necessary precautions. When dealing with an old Jianghu like Ye Lao, it would be tantamount to suicide if he didn't leave a way out. People stabbed to death.Crossing the river and demolishing bridges, unloading mills and killing donkeys, Ye Lao played like a fire, and Lu Zhengfan had to guarantee that he would escape in good health.

Just two hours before Qian Fan came over, he first asked on the private phone: "Is there no news about my brother?"

There was an old and stiff voice: "Did Ah Si not tell you? Doesn't he meet with you at the end of every month?"

"I didn't wait for him this month."

"Oh, that's why Ah Si had an accident." Ye Lao said in a lazy and calm tone, "Ah Wu will take his place, and I will ask someone to give you Ah Wu's information, and you will contact him later."

Ye Lao's personal chess piece died without a name and the fourth one died. According to the number, Ah Wu is the fifth one.

Lu Zhengfan responded in a low voice, and said sincerely, "Father, after this incident, I want to rest."

As soon as the word "Father" came out, there seemed to be a depressing shortness of breath on the phone, and the old man said in a kind voice, "Okay, Xiaofan, take a rest when you're tired."

"Thank you father."