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A door apart.

Lu Xian stood behind the door, as if there was still that hot tear on his cool fingertips.

He curled his fingers, feeling a little hesitation in his heart.

At this time, a childish voice came from behind, "Sir."

Lu Xian turned his head and looked coldly at the half-naked boy on the bed. This kind of timid appearance was once his favorite, but today he doesn't know why he can't think about it.

He walked to the table, took out a key from the compartment of the drawer, and threw it at the boy with his backhand, "You can choose the things in the third cabinet by the wall yourself, I only have one request."

"Scream out loud, the more attractive you are, the better."

The boy's eyes widened in surprise, completely unexpected that Lu Xian's request would be like this.

He looked at Lu Xian tentatively, and wanted to confirm it, but under the man's condensed gaze, he still didn't dare to ask. He got out of bed wisely, and took a few mild things from the cabinet.

……

The night is cold as water.

Lu Xian sat on the window sill, silently watching the busy traffic downstairs.

Under the night, the city is densely covered with flickering lights, and the traffic is constantly flowing, like a slowly flowing galaxy.

He took a sip of the wine, and he heard the boy's youthful and mellow voice, which was very nice and to his liking. It must have taken a lot of effort to train him.

If it had been different from the past, he might have been interested in playing for the last time, but at this moment he just raised his wrist and poured himself another glass of wine.

The ice cubes collided with the glass wall and made a crisp sound.

The boy's voice stopped for a moment, and then he let out a high-pitched moan, with a seductive look.

Lu Xian looked down at his watch.

Eleven past five.

A flash of lightning suddenly rolled out of the window, accompanied by the faint sound of thunder.

Through the glass, through the damp rain and fog, Lu Xian suddenly saw a familiar figure.

He tightened his hand holding the wine glass slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

The rain is getting heavier.

Dense raindrops made a crackling sound on the glass windows.

Lu Xian watched the man step into the rain and staggered away until his figure disappeared. He stood up and said, "Stop."

The boy on the bed, which had turned into a puddle of water, opened his eyes bewilderedly. His watery eyes looked beautiful and clean, but the man didn't even cast a glance, and walked straight out.

He pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

As expected, it was empty.

***

In the morning, after reporting a few important matters, Secretary Yu, who was supposed to withdraw, stood aside and did not move for a long time.

Lu Xian diverted his attention from the document in his hand, and asked, "What else is there?"

Secretary Yu explained, "Assistant Fang said that Vice President Song hasn't come today."

Lu Xian's gaze paused, and he replied lightly, "Yes."

Secretary Yu couldn't figure out this sentence. He originally wanted to ask why Song Jue couldn't get in touch, but seeing Lu Xian's expression, he didn't mention it again.

At the high-level meeting held as usual, Lu Xian frowned slightly as he saw that Song Jue's seat was empty.

He glanced at Secretary Yu who was standing beside him, and wanted to ask a question, but seeing that everyone was already seated at this time, it was inconvenient for him to inquire.

This meeting mainly revolves around three important projects at present.

When entering the last project, the head of the department described the whole plan and progress. Faced with the core technical issues raised by others, he paused and said, "Vice President Song is personally responsible for this part, and I don't know much about it. .”

All eyes turned to the vacant seats.

Lu Fuling looked at him suspiciously, and was about to say something when Lu Xian closed the pen cap.

He stood up and said in a low voice, "He has asked for leave, this project will be discussed later."

So the meeting ended early, and everyone left one after another.

After the people dispersed, Lu Xian looked at Secretary Yu who was sorting out the meeting minutes, and asked, "Isn't Song Jue here yet?"

Secretary Yu was taken aback. He had just heard Lu Xian's words at the meeting, and thought he knew about Song Jue's situation, but at this moment, it seemed that he didn't know about the question.

He was a little puzzled, but he still replied, "Yes, but Vice President Song's assistant told me at noon, and Vice President Song called him, saying that he was unwell and asked for a day off."

Lu Xian's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't say anything.

After finishing the affairs, Lu Xian left work early.

It was still dark when he returned home, and the butler greeted him as soon as he stepped through the door.

Lu Xian walked upstairs and asked, "Is Song Jue okay?"

The butler was obviously taken aback, and then he answered calmly, "Sir, Master Jue didn't come back after going out with you yesterday."

Lu Xian slowed down.

He walked a few more steps and turned around, "He hasn't been back?"

The butler said respectfully, "Yes, I thought he was with Mr., so I didn't bother you."

Lu Xian was taken aback.

He waved his hand, and the butler stepped back.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.

Lu Xian glanced at the caller ID and connected the call.

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded very flamboyant, but with a faint complaint, "President Lu, Manager Zhang told me that you came to play last night, why didn't you tell me?"

Just as Lu Xian was about to answer, the sound of a car braking suddenly sounded outside the door.

He turned his face and looked out the window.

An unfamiliar silver-gray car was parked outside the courtyard. A man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the driver's seat. He walked quickly to the side of the passenger seat and opened the door for the people inside.

Lu Xian tightened his hand holding the phone slightly.

The two slowly came out from the side of the car, and only then did Lu Xian see their faces clearly.

Gu Yunting, and...

Song Jue.

There seemed to be a few more words on the phone, but Lu Xian didn't pay attention. He watched Song Jue say a few words to Gu Yunting, and the man stopped reluctantly, watching Song Jue walk into the yard.

Lu Xian laughed.

He asked, "What did you just say?"

Ruan Ye cursed with a smile, and repeated, "I said, I haven't seen you for a long time, come to Jinse for a drink."

Lu Xian nodded slightly, "Okay."

Song Jue came in just as he was going out.

He was stunned when he saw Lu Xian, and then stopped him, "Uncle Lu."

Lu Xian put on a windbreaker and glanced at him upon hearing this.

Song Jue asked softly, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Lu Xian narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Brocade."

The young man's face paled instantly.

The author says:

I was chatting with a friend yesterday, and I think he was right in one sentence.

He said, in fact, Mr. Lu's current behavior seems to be saying——

You see, I'm just that bad, do you still like me?

I hope you all enjoy reading the article?