Gentle oppression

The weather cooled down very quickly.

Obviously, December has just started, but the temperature has already jumped into single digits, and there is even a tendency to approach negative numbers.

Jiang Yu was exaggeratedly afraid of the cold, the air conditioner at home had to be turned on to 28 degrees every day, but Jiang Yu's hands were still icy cold, Lu Zhuo teased him that he was a "little milk cake".

The little milk cake is a kind of popsicle they ate when they were young. It is milky white and very small, wrapped in a paper package.

Lu Zhuo hugged Jiang Yu in his arms, then touched his fluffy pajamas and said, "Little milk cake, will you melt into my arms?"

Lu Zhuo's hand is the warmth in his memory, his chest embraces the same temperature as his palm.

Jiang Yu was nostalgic for the temperature transmission of such ironing posts, he blushed and leaned into Lu Zhuo's arms and whispered: "It won't melt away."

Lu Zhuo kissed him with a smile and said, "Okay then, give me a bite."

When Lu Zhuo needed to work overtime or had to socialize and came home late, Jiang Yu always recalled such warm orange images while hugging the hand warmer Lu Zhuo bought for him.

It's just that Lu Zhuo is getting more and more incapacitated, all kinds of business dinners are dizzying, and the company's annual meeting needs him, the most trusted vice president of the chairman, to take care of it. Even if he tactfully turned down a few dinner parties to accompany Jiang Yu, it still doesn't work. A little more time at home.

Jiang Yu is very obedient, he didn't make trouble with Lu Zhuo, nor was he unhappy, but every time Lu Zhuo came home, no matter what time, he would see Jiang Yu on the sofa in the living room.

Sometimes I was dazedly grabbing my mobile phone to play games, and sometimes I was too sleepy to support myself and fell asleep.

On a certain Friday, Lu Zhuo had a very important dinner party, and he finally returned home after one o'clock in the morning.

As expected, Jiang Yu hugged a pillow and slept on the big cashmere carpet in front of the sofa in the living room, with the cold hand warmer next to him.

Lu Zhuo was so distressed that he changed his coat and carried him back to the bedroom first. Since he had drunk and didn't kiss him, he just held him in his arms and apologized: "I'm sorry, baby, brother has been too busy recently , don’t wait for me in the future, okay?”

Jiang Yu automatically put his arms around Lu Zhuo's neck, wrinkled his nose wrinkled by the smell of alcohol, and whispered, "I'll wait for brother."

He was sleepy and was awakened by Lu Zhuo, his consciousness was still blurred, but he still remembered to emphasize: "Yes."

Lu Zhuo felt even more distressed, and patted Jiang Yu on the back as if coaxing a child, and then promised: "Big brother will accompany you out to play in the past, I promise."

He covered Jiang Yu's cold hand in the living room, and asked softly, "How is Sanya? It's warm over there."

Jiang Yu woke up a little, but was still very sleepy, so he closed his eyes and let Lu Zhuo take off his heavy pajamas, and then stuffed him into the fluffy quilt, almost immediately fell into a deep dream again.

But he was still thinking about the matter, and struggled to gain a little consciousness, and then he showed a few fingers from under the quilt to grab the corner of the quilt, and said, "Brother, you will accompany me to the orphanage tomorrow."

He was unconscious, and his voice was sticky after being extremely sleepy, but to Lu Zhuo's ears, it sounded like he was acting like a baby.

His little milk cake is now wrapped in the "goose down quilt wrapping paper". It didn't melt, but it melted him so sweetly first.

Lu Zhuo touched Jiang Yu's fair and smooth forehead, and then said, "Okay, listen to our baby."

Hearing the ideal answer, Jiang Yu seemed to be relieved, curled up under the quilt, and finally found Lu Zhuo next to his thigh, stuck to him and fell asleep.

The sleeping little guy was trapped in the fluffy and soft quilt, only a small, white face was exposed, and the night light cast a shadow on his clean face, Lu Zhuo thought vulgarly: This is the quiet time.

He looked at Jiang Yu quietly like this for a while, and when Jiang Yu fell asleep, he tiptoed to take a shower, scrubbed it twice with body soap, and cleaned his mouth carefully to make sure that there was nothing wrong with him. When he got drunk, he lay down again.

They piled up several more pillows on the bed. Jiang Yu was originally hugging a pillow. When Lu Zhuo came back, he threw the pillow and hugged Lu Zhuo's arm as if he had an automatic induction.

The next day, Jiang Yu woke up in Lu Zhuo's arms after a long absence.

He was dazed for a while, after the dazed moment when he just woke up, he smiled foolishly at Lu Zhuo and said, "Morning."

Lu Zhuo kissed his forehead and said, "Have you slept enough?"

Jiang Yu rubbed against his neck, and gave a soft "hmm".

Lu Zhuo stroked his soft hair, and asked him again: "Why do you think of going to the orphanage?"

Jiang Yu reacted belatedly, his ears turned a little red, and he said shyly and happily, "This is a secret."

Lu Zhuo rolled over and sat up, then hugged Jiang Yu in his arms and put him in his pajamas, and stole a long good morning kiss before saying, "Okay, secret."

They met in the orphanage, and they both came here later, but this time they came back together for the first time.

Without notifying the dean, and without disturbing too many people, Jiang Yu only greeted two teachers who were very familiar with him. After Lu Zhuo parked the car, Jiang Yu grabbed his hand and said, "Shh, it's not time for activities yet. , come quickly."

However, Lu Zhuo could probably guess a little bit of Jiang Yu's careful thoughts. After all, their family's little secrets were written on their faces, but Lu Zhuo didn't expose him, and let Jiang Yu drag him to the old event. room room.

The door to the exercise room, which should have been locked, was open.

Lu Zhuo froze as soon as he opened the door.

He just thought that Jiang Yu wanted to go with him to see the place where they first met, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yu had prepared such a surprise for him.

Jiang Yu looked at Lu Zhuo a little shyly, and said embarrassedly: "I just remember that there was a big long table in the middle of the classroom, surrounded by a circle of small benches, and the paintings on the walls should be children's graffiti. The teacher here helped me figure it out. At that time, we used cardboard to build a small house, and I couldn't find the exact same one..."

He looked at Lu Zhuo, his face blushed halfway through his words, and his voice became a little softer because of embarrassment: "Do you still remember?"

How could Lu Zhuo not remember.

He moved the small bench over, put it in the same position as before, and said, "Come on, sit here."

Jiang Yu sat down obediently, tilted his head up and smiled at Lu Zhuo, and said, "Thank you."

It overlapped with the picture in the memory for a moment, and Lu Zhuo seemed to see the little girl that he could never forget after just one glance.

Lu Zhuo seemed to have tiny thorns pricking him one after another, he walked over slowly to hug Jiang Yu, and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly think of doing this?"

Lu Zhuo sat down beside Jiang Yu, and Jiang Yu leaned his head on Lu Zhuo's shoulder, and whispered, "Today is the anniversary."

Lu Zhuo didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"

Jiang Yu explained very seriously: "The anniversary of the first time I saw you."

Lu Zhuo's heart ached again.

Tiny is really...

Every time he felt that they should have the same weight in each other's heart during the time of separation, Jiang Yu would casually tell him that Xiao BuDian actually cared more about him.

The little bit of their past was perfectly preserved and cared for by Jiang Yu in his memory.

He tilted his head and kissed Jiang Yu's hair, and said, "Okay, brother will remember well from now on, we celebrate our anniversary every year."

Jiang Yu breathed in the pleasant smell of Lu Zhuo's body, as if he finally had the courage, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, I didn't come to pick you up, are you having a particularly bad time?"

"Xiao Liu told me that you used to work in a barbecue restaurant."