landing

The sky gradually darkened.

They didn't chat for a long time, most of them stopped talking, and after several rounds of information exchange, it was late.

After having dinner in the room, it was only eight o'clock. Looking at the feasting lights outside, everyone was ready to turn the scene.

After all, "Jinse" is a club-like club. It's fine for ordinary fun and enjoyment, but at this time, it's not suitable for them to continue.

Soon someone enthusiastically suggested, "I just bought a new car, can I go racing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his enthusiasm was completely chilled.

"Brother Lu has long since given up racing."

"Is it stupid to buy a car?"

"We're still underage, isn't your conscience hurting?"

Big brother: "..."

With the underage Song Jue around, he couldn't dabble in many places. Besides, everyone knew Lu Xian's habits now. Everyone ruled out alternatives one by one, and finally decided to play billiards.

The man next to Song Jue made a look at Ruan Ye, Ruan Ye understood, turned his head and asked Lu Xian, "It's been a long time since I played, let's go together?"

Lu Xian was noncommittal, he was about to speak, when there was a sound of a heavy object falling beside him.

"boom--"

It was followed by a "click" crackling sound.

The whole box was silent for a moment.

Lu Xian turned around, and saw Song Jue seemed to have been awakened suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, and his face was at a loss.

Meeting his eyes, the boy blinked innocently twice before realizing that he broke the cup.

He stood up abruptly, hurriedly pushed away the chair, and squatted down to pick up the broken glass.

Lu Xian pressed his hand, "Don't touch it."

The boy blushed with embarrassment, lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Lu Xian patted the back of his hand lightly and comforted him, "It's okay, you get up first."

Song Jue glanced at him secretly, hesitated for a moment, but stood up obediently.

Lu Xian took his hand and looked at it carefully, "Is it not hurt?"

The young man shook his head.

Ruan Ye glanced at the place where the cup was broken, and then at Song Jue's hand held by Lu Xian.He hooked the corner of his mouth, and his probing eyes fell on Song Jue's face.

Song Jue and him looked at each other, then quickly lowered their heads and clenched their fists uncomfortably.

Ruan Ye understood, and coldly looked away.He pushed Lu Xian's arm and urged, "Are you still going?"

Lu Xian hesitated, turned his head to look at Song Jue, and asked softly, "Are you tired? Do you want to play billiards?"

The boy was silent for a few seconds, he raised his head to look at Lu Xian, pursed his lips slightly, "I'm not sleepy, Uncle Lu wants to go?"

Ruan Ye couldn't help but sneered, "You can't go even if he wants to. And he said he's not sleepy? You can't even hold a well-placed cup."

He turned his eyes around Song Jue and asked, "Should the driver take him back to rest first?"

Lu Xian glanced at him and refused, "Forget it, it's a bit late today, I'll take Song Jue back first."

He stood up, and his voice was slightly louder, "I invite you tonight, you can do whatever you want."

Everyone was a little surprised, but they also felt that it was reasonable. For them, 08:30 was the beginning of nightlife, but for the young boy, it was indeed not too early.

Although a little disappointed, no one wants to keep Lu Xian forcibly. After all, they can't even keep Ruan Ye, let alone them, go and play by themselves.

But there was still a fool who boldly yelled, "Brother Lu, it's different to have a child now, he has become so family-friendly."

Lu Xian glanced at him, and before he could speak, the people on the side patted his stupid and bold head, "What are you talking about? Brother Lu, this is called health preservation, you think they are all like you."

Everyone laughed a few words indifferently, but Ruan Ye stood aside silently, his expression became a little subtle.

*********

Unlike indoor heating, the outside temperature is very low.

Looking from the door, the lights of various colors flickering alternately on the street are reflected in the snow, which is extraordinarily bright.

Ruan Ye followed them out, he seemed to have something to say to Lu Xian, but for some reason he remained silent all the way.

He was absent-minded, forgot to take his coat when he left the box, and shivered from the cold as soon as he went out.

In the deep winter season, the thin wine red shirt can't resist the severe cold in the cold wind.

Ruan Ye rubbed his frozen red hands, and just as he was about to make a joke, he saw Lu Xian in front of him leaning over his chest and zipping up Song Jue's down jacket.

The young man shrank his head obediently, allowing Lu Xian to pull the zipper to the top, and put on the hat of his clothes again.

He showed a pair of clear eyes, his slender eyelashes fluttered twice, and his voice sounded muffled through the thick down jacket, "Thank you, Uncle Lu."

Lu Xian stood up straight and said calmly, "Don't catch a cold again."

Ruan Ye paused.

With his hands in his pockets, he lazily leaned against the cold pillar, and said in an inexplicable tone, "You are very kind to him."

Lu Xian glanced at him. Although he didn't quite understand where Ruan Ye's hostility came from, he still explained, "He is very sensible and smart."

Ruan Ye smiled inexplicably, and was about to speak again, when he saw a black car parked in front of them smoothly.

Lu Xian nodded slightly at him, and opened the car door for Song Jue.

Ruan Ye looked at the young man who got into the car, thought for a while and said, "Do you think..."

Before finishing speaking, Song Jue sneezed.

Lu Xian frowned slightly, and told the driver to turn up the temperature before turning around and asking him, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Ye's eyes flickered, and he smiled nonchalantly, "Ah, it's nothing, just asking when you are free to come out for a drink again."

Lu Xian smiled faintly, "Contact me when the time comes."

Ruan Ye didn't speak any more.

The black car started, drove through the colorful streets, and gradually entered the darkness.

Ruan Ye stared at the passing vehicle, the corners of his mouth slowly curved down.

After a long time, people came out one after another, and someone patted him on the shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

Ruan Ye withdrew his gaze, and instantly became lazy again. He turned around slowly, "It's nothing."

The man handed him the coat in his hand, with an expression of looking foolish, "It's nothing to stand here, just wear a shirt in winter, it's not cold."

Ruan Ye smiled, but did not speak.

The man looked around and asked again, "Brother Lu is gone?"

Ruan Ye responded coldly, "En."

"Okay, let's go too."

Ruan Ye brushed the wind-blown hair on his forehead, and couldn't see his emotions clearly in his downcast eyes, "You guys go, I'm a little tired."

The author says:

updated!The three-dimensional hand speed slag is also busy. Thanks to everyone for not giving up, here is a refill for every little angel who collects and leaves a message.