Mo Shang Yu Han

When Lu Shangqing opened his eyes, it was already daylight. Lu Shangxiu had already been sitting on the side with his clothes neatly dressed, and when he saw his brother woke up, he coaxed softly: "Brother asked you for a week off, it's okay, you have a good rest, want to Go to sleep and sleep a little longer."

Lu Shangqing rubbed his dry and sore eyes, and muttered: "It's okay, I won't sleep anymore." After he finished speaking, he remembered it, but as soon as he stood up, he was completely awake from the pain, and his face became tangled like a bitter melon .

Lu Luxiu quickly pressed down on his younger brother, and coaxed him distressedly: "Don't move, brother is going to get a towel to wipe your face, I can't get out of bed these days, brother will apply some medicine for you later, you go to sleep first .”

Lu Shangqing only felt a dull pain behind him, his buttocks and legs could not be distinguished, and his scalp was numb from the pain, thinking why this pain was worse than yesterday, when he heard that he needed to apply medicine, he was startled, and blurted out without thinking: "Brother, I don't I've applied the medicine, haven't I already applied it, I can't do it."

Lu Luxiu brought a hot towel to wipe his younger brother's face. Usually, he would worry for a long time when his younger brother coughed. What's more, he was facing this situation. He wished that he was the one who suffered this. Stored in the eye sockets, coaxingly said: "It's not just a one-time application of medicine, Xiaoqing is obedient, brother gently."

When Lu Shangqing saw that his brother felt so distressed, he stopped being hypocritical: "It's okay, brother, I don't feel bad."

Lu Luxiu wanted to coax a few words, but he was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Lu Zhiyi opened the door and entered.

What Lu Shangqing didn't know was that Lu Zhiyi came to see him last night after he fell asleep in a daze, and his heart ached when he saw that he was under the family law. Lu Zhiyi was afraid that his son would have a fever and would stay with him all night, but Lu Shangxiu was afraid that his father would suffer from the old illness again. , and worried about my brother, so I stayed with my brother for a night instead.

As soon as Lu Shangqing saw Lu Zhiyi, the little hypocrisy in his heart towards his brother was instantly thrown to Java, and he immediately put away his laziness, and called "Dad" in a polite manner.

As far as Lu Zhiyi's behavior is concerned, he is upright and upright. Whether he is a friend or an opponent, everyone gives a thumbs up in admiration. Even Li Sheng, a slippery old fox, can recognize him as his only brother. This is evident from this.

But people always have shortcomings, and so does Lu Zhiyi.It seems that all fathers have this common problem, which is to "put on airs" to their sons.Lu Zhiyi is busy with work, and he doesn't have enough time to spend with his son, and he likes to do more than talk, no matter how much he loves him, he doesn't care about it, and the way of managing the family is a set of family rules that prohibit him. As time goes by, when Lu Shangqing sees him It will always become serious unconsciously, which is "respect and love" in a pleasant way, but "alienation" in an objective way.

Hearing "Dad", Lu Zhiyi nodded, knowing that his son was afraid of him, so he deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Shangqing said concisely: "Everything is fine."

Lu Luxiu rubbed his younger brother's hair, and coaxed softly: "Do you like oatmeal with coconut milk? Brother, go make it for you."

Lu Shangqing: "Well, everything is fine."

Lu Luxiu nodded and went to the kitchen to make food for his younger brother.

Lu Zhiyi closed the door and sat beside his son's bed, no one spoke for a while.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Zhiyi finally broke the silence and asked.

Lu Shangqing: "Yes."

Lu Zhiyi frowned, stretched his hand along his son's back, and asked softly, "Do you know why you were beaten?"

Lu Shangqing: "I went to kidnap someone without thinking about the consequences."

Lu Zhiyi nodded, sighed and asked, "Do you think you should fight?"

Lu Shangqing: "Yes."

Lu Zhiyi stretched out his hand to brush away the hair sticking to his son's face, and asked again: "Are you afraid now?"

Lu Shangqing: "I'm afraid."

Lu Zhiyi finally stopped entangled in this topic, but asked something else: "Qing'er, do you hate me?"

This is the first time that Lu Zhiyi asked such a question, this man never put his mind out, Lu Shangqing was even taken aback for a moment before answering: "Dad, life and death depend on fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, I don't hate anyone."

Lu Zhiyi: "You don't hate me, but I do." Lu Zhiyi said the last word "hate" very lightly, but it hit people's hearts hard.