Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

When Lu Jiaxi came out of Sister Lu's office and passed the lounge, Bian Xinghuo was reading a magazine with his head down.

The young man's glasses on the bridge of his nose slipped two points, and his slightly long hair covered his eyelids.

He sat upright, even if he was sitting on a comfortable and soft sofa, his body was not loose at all, from a distance he looked like a Zhou Zheng primary school student sitting in class, inexplicably well-behaved.

Lu Jiaxi walked over and coughed twice.

Bian Xinghuo looked up instantly, and when he saw him, a warm smile appeared on his lips consciously: "Mr. Lu is alright?"

Lu Jiaxi nodded.

Bian Xinghuo put away the magazine, got up and put it back on the bookshelf, and quietly walked back to Jiaxi's side.

Lu Jiaxi casually glanced at the book that was put back, "Finance Today".

This is a Ph.D. in finance.

Two people went to the elevator and waited for the elevator.

Lu Jiaxi took a closer look at the two people side by side in the elevator, only to find that Bian Xinghuo was more than half a head taller than him.

Bian Xinghuo is a bit thin, and the clothes he wears are generally loose, making people look like a harmless student, and his height cannot be seen at all.

Lu Jiaxi stared at him for two seconds and said, "How tall are you?"

"1.8 meters five."

Lu Jiaxi's face turned dark.

It was seven centimeters taller than him.

Are you sure it's not a shoe? !

He looked down at the shoes on the young man's feet.

Nice, flat bottom.

The elevator door opened and two people entered.

It's not rush hour, the elevator is empty, no one is there.

Lu Jiaxi let go of the topic of height, and said, "I'll go to the Hualian supermarket near my home later."

Usually when Mrs. Zhang is not here, he always orders takeaway, so there are not enough vegetables in the kitchen.

Most of it was fired by Bian Xinghuo yesterday, so the refrigerator should be empty.

On top of that, the siphon jelly has been out of stock for three days in the freezer.

The two went down to the negative floor, and Bian Xinghuo drove the car out.

Just as Lu Jiaxi got into the car, the phone in his pocket rang.

He just turned off the mute.

I thought it was the troublesome woman who talked a lot, so I took out my phone and looked at it, and the word "grandma" was clearly written on the note.

He picked up the phone, and the old man's old voice came from the phone: "Xixi, are you busy recently?"

The car drove out of the garage, and the scenery on both sides of the road became vivid.

Lu Jiaxi shook her head on the phone, with a rare obedient appearance: "Not busy."

"Don't be busy, just don't be busy, and take care of your body." The old man said this twice, there was a small silence on the phone for a while, and then the voice rang again, "If you are free these two days, call back Stay at home for a day or two?"

Lu Jiaxi froze for a moment, and was about to refuse when the old man's voice sounded again.

"Your mother is not at home. She is going on a business trip for a month."

Swallowing the words of refusal, Lu Jiaxi changed her words: "Okay, I'll be there later."

After a long while, the phone was hung up, and the young man said to the people in front of him, "I'm not going to the supermarket anymore, I'm going to the South District Plaza."

Bian Xinghuo turned around in response, and Lu Jiaxi's voice suddenly sounded again: "Wait a minute, forget it, stop at the intersection ahead, get out of the car and give it to me."

Bian Xinghuo froze for a moment, then finally nodded,

The car stopped at an intersection not far away, Bian Xinghuo unfastened his seat belt, turned around and said to Lu Jia Xiwen: "Mr. Lu, drive carefully."

After saying that, he turned around to open the door, and Lu Jiaxi's voice came from behind again: "Can you take the domestic bus?"

Bian Xinghuo, who turned his back to Lu Jiaxi, raised the corners of his lips and nodded.

It was quiet for two seconds, and Xinghuo thought that Lu Jiaxi had stopped talking, and when he was about to open the door again, the young man's voice from the back seat came again: "My home is near Kyoto, oh, forget it, take a taxi, and I will reimburse you for the toll." .”

Bian Xinghuo was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Jiaxi: "Mr. Lu, I don't have a home in the capital."

Lu Jiaxi frowned: "Didn't you also say that you often went to the West District for dinner when you were young?"

Bian Xinghuo nodded, opened his mouth, and finally heard a voice after a while: "Yes, it's just that the home at that time... is gone."

Lu Jiaxi was speechless for a while.

After a long silence, he asked again: "Then where do you live when you return to China?"

"Hotel." Bian Xinghuo replied.

"Then the hotel, you didn't just live in my house yesterday, your luggage should also be in the previous hotel, just move to my house together tomorrow."

"No luggage." Bian Xinghuo said coldly again.

Lu Jiaxi: "..."

He frowned and looked at Bian Xinghuo with a docile face, there was clearly no unnecessary expression on that face, but the Baidu information he found yesterday flashed unconsciously in Lu Jiaxi's mind.

He gritted his teeth irritably, muttered "Troublemaker" in a low voice, and reported a series of numbers: "The password at home, don't touch my things, go to the supermarket to buy my favorite dishes before going home, I will give you back when I go back Make a phone call. And, most importantly, you must remember that you need to suck the jelly, the increased version, the grape flavor, one box, take five bags out after you take it home, put it in the lower compartment and freeze it, and put the rest in the upper compartment.”

Bian Xinghuo looked at Lu Jiaxi softly, and when the other party finished talking, he smiled warmly: "Okay, Mr. Lu."

Lu Jiaxi bumped into Bian Xinghuo's smiling eyes, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What are you laughing at, I only know how to laugh all day long."

After finishing speaking, the volume increased: "Get out of the car."

Bian Xinghuo got out of the car, waited until Lu Jiaxi sat in the driver's seat, and drove the car so far away that the shadow of the car could not be seen before raising his hand to hail a taxi.

He just raised his hand, he didn't know what to think, he put down his hand and walked to the nearest bus stop, and took a bus instead.

There were not many people on the bus in the afternoon, so Bian Xinghuo chose a seat at the back, took out his earphones and quietly watched the scenery roaring by outside the window.

The old and charming singing voice gradually came out from the earphones, and a smile began to appear on the young man's face.

He lowered his head, changed the phone's screen saver password to yesterday's date, and then clicked into the encrypted album.

Thousands of photos, all of the same person.

He clicked on the most recent one, and the young man in the photo was lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly.

He raised his hand and gently groped the young man's clean and beautiful face in the photo, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

But soon, that smile disappeared completely in a sudden phone call.

The phone was picked up, and there was a woman's questioning voice on the other end of the phone: "Have you returned to Kyoto?"

The author has something to say:

Changed Xiao Bian's height, and my mother made him grow by three centimeters out of selfishness