Morty wait for the wind

Lei Yifeng was sitting, and Xu Hao was standing bent over. From this angle, he could see Lei Yifeng's sky-defying eyelashes clearly and carefully. They were neatly arranged, long and black, and very thick, like a pair of dense little eyelashes. Like a brush, Xu Hao even thought, with such a small brush on his eyes, even if he doesn't open an umbrella in the heavy rain, his eyes won't get wet, right?

The small brush flickered suddenly and turned upwards. Xu Hao hurriedly looked away, and couldn't help but slightly moved his hand holding the towel.

Lei Yifeng looked up at him casually, and said, "Apply it in another place."

Xu Hao took down the towel, wrapped it with another piece of ice, and stuck it on a small piece of bruise at the corner of Lei Yifeng's eye.

For the next time, the two chose to remain silent in a tacit understanding.

Time passed by, Xu Hao put the towel in his hand on the table, and was about to turn around and leave, but Lei Yifeng reached out and grabbed his clothes like a rascal.

"What else do you want?" Xu Hao turned around and asked impatiently.

Lei Yifeng pointed to the sofa next to him, "Sit down first."

Xu Hao looked at him a little irritably, and stood still.

Lei Yifeng didn't bother to say anything, he just reached out and picked up the towel wrapped in ice cubes, got up and applied it to Xu Hao's bruised eyelids.

Xu Hao dodged subconsciously, grabbed the hand in front of him, but immediately let go as if he caught something hot. When he realized the other party's kindness, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he said in an unnatural tone: "I do not need."

Lei Yifeng laughed at himself, and loosened his fingers holding the towel in mid-air, and the towel wrapped in ice fell from his hand to the wooden floor of the private room, making a "boom!" sound.

He sat back on the sofa again, leaned back lazily on the back of the sofa, looked up at Xu Hao, and asked in a casual tone: "Is that really what you hate?"

"..." Xu Hao was silent, how much did he hate him?In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not that annoying, right?It's just that I don't like it.

When they met for the first time, he was with Yan Liangchen, and Yan Liangchen snatched Qianluo away from him. Probably because of this, he didn't like him from the beginning.

Seeing that he was silent, Lei Yifeng probably felt that he was annoying, so he didn't say anything else, and just fell down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

He lay down on the sofa so casually and naturally. The slightly dim orange light in the private room, like the afterglow of the setting sun, sprinkled on his charming side face, reflecting a faint, somewhat lonely halo.

But at this moment, Xu Hao suddenly had a complicated and unknown emotion welling up in his heart. He had already reached the door, but suddenly stopped in his footsteps, turned his back to Lei Yifeng, and said something in a low voice : "Actually, I don't hate it much."

After saying this sentence, Xu Hao was stunned for a moment, he just had a brain convulsion, why did you tell him this?

"..." Lei Yifeng didn't know if he heard it, his eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't respond.

Xu Hao quickly opened the door, then closed it with a "bang" and left.

Lei Yifeng lay on the sofa bored alone for almost two hours, it was close to the early morning, thinking that there would probably be no one in the bar at this time, so there was no need to worry about being seen by others in the distress of the young master of the Lei family It looked like it was gone, so I got up and left the private room.

The wind in the late autumn night, mixed with coldness, blows head-on, Lei Yifeng wrapped in thin clothes and walked quickly towards his car.

The street lights outside the car window receded gradually, and a thin figure flashed past the car window, as if he was carrying something heavy on his back. Lei Yifeng looked through the rearview mirror, then stopped and lowered the car glass.

The already thin figure behind the car is even thinner in the cold wind of late autumn night, which makes people worry about whether the overly tall piano case on the back is too heavy and will it overwhelm him?

But his back was still straight, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he walked past the car window at a leisurely pace, as if he didn't notice the people in the car.

Probably because of his caring words 'don't drink, it's not good for swelling'.That's why Lei Yifeng decided to stop him.

"Moti—" Lei Yifeng poked his head out of the car window and shouted at him.

Moti paused and stopped in his tracks.

Lei Yifeng moved the car forward again, stopped beside Moti, and asked, "It's so late, why are you coming back?"

"Take the bus." Moti replied.

"Is there still a bus?"

"Yes, last shift."

"..."

Lei Yifeng leaned over and opened the co-pilot's door, and said to Moti, "Get in the car, I'll see you off."

"..." Moti's eyes flickered slightly, and he stood upright without moving.

"Hurry up," Lei Yifeng pointed to the cello case behind Moti, "Put the cello case behind."

Moti still didn't move, as if he was thinking about something in his head, after a while of silence, he finally walked over and opened the car door, took off his piano case from his back, put it in carefully, and then sat on the passenger seat .

Lei Yifeng curled his lips lazily, stepped on the accelerator, and asked casually: "You are not tired of carrying this expensive piano back and forth?"

Moti pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for a while, then turned his face and replied with a serious expression: "I'm not tired."

Lei Yifeng: "..."

The night is like water.

The car was driving quietly on the road in the early morning of the autumn night, and the two people in the car were silent.

Lei Yifeng might feel that the atmosphere in the car was a little stuffy, so he turned on the music in the car, and a gentle but sad melody sounded in the car.

"In my arms, in your eyes

……

In this life, how many you and me

engulfed in the moonlit night"

Lei Yifeng hummed softly along with the melody while driving, then turned his head to look at Moti and asked, "Can you play this song?"

Moti turned to look at him in surprise, nodded, and Yan Jian replied: "Yes."

"Then tell me when you have time." Lei Yifeng said with great interest, his tone did not allow anyone to refuse at all.

Moti looked at his handsome side face, nodded again, and said simply: "Okay."

The car drove into a somewhat dilapidated neighborhood, and stopped in front of a building. Moti got out of the car, took out his piano from the back of the car, put it on his back, and said to Lei Yifeng, "Thank you."

Lei Yifeng poked his head out of the car window, smiled at him, and casually said, "Good night."

Good night……

Moti's eyes fluctuated slightly.

He stood straight in front of the red car, and the cold autumn night wind gently blew his soft black hair. He looked at Lei Yifeng, and there seemed to be faint and unpredictable emotions fluctuating in his eyes.

Lei Yifeng moved the car back and turned the front of the car. He saw Moti's tightly pursed mouth move in the rearview mirror. He hooked the corners of his lips lazily and accelerated the speed of the car.

"Good night." Moti said to the departing car.

……

When Lei Yifeng returned to the apartment, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, he just took a shower, went back to the bedroom and fell asleep.

The next day, the doorbell sounded in his ears in a daze, Lei Yifeng turned over, pulled the quilt over his head and continued to sleep.

The doorbell rang for a while, and finally stopped, but then the phone rang again.

"Fuck! It's early in the morning, who the hell is it?" Lei Yifeng frowned and cursed, lazily reached out and grabbed the phone, without looking at who answered it directly, "Who is it?"

"Your sister, open the door."

Lei Yifeng threw his phone on the bed, put on big underpants, got up and opened the door, looked at Lei Yiyun, who had a noble temperament outside the door, tilted his head and smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?" Lei Yiyun rolled his eyes at him and walked into the house, "Hey, what's wrong with your face?"

Lei Yifeng lazily turned around, sat on the sofa in the living room, put his right arm on the back of the sofa, and replied lightly: "What else can happen, I was beaten."

Lei Yiyun frowned, "Who is so capable and can beat you?"

You know, her younger brother has been like a little bully since he was a child, causing trouble everywhere. He has always been the one who beats others, and now it is strange that he can let others beat him.

"Well, there really is such a capable person." Lei Yifeng smiled, remembering Xu Hao's bruised nose and swollen face last night, and continued: "However, he is not much better than me."

"Then what should we do now?" Lei Yiyun stood in front of the sofa, looked at him with a serious expression and asked.

"What should I do?" Lei Yifeng looked at her disapprovingly.

"The company has an important press conference today, and Dad wants you to attend it together." Lei Yiyun looked at his face worriedly and said.

Lei Yifeng shrugged, and said calmly: "Then what else can I do, don't participate."

"But if you don't go, Dad will definitely get angry."

"Then I can't wear a mask, can I? Don't people think I have bird flu then."

"Okay, then tell Dad yourself that you won't go, so don't let him think I'm not here." Lei Yiyun felt a little helpless and sat on the sofa next to her with her arms folded.

"Okay, let me say." Lei Yifeng said, got up and went into the bedroom, and dialed the number.

The phone was connected, and we went straight to the topic: "Dad, someone broke my face, so I can't attend the press conference."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, only heavy breathing could be heard, Lei Yifeng was about to hang up, when a deep and majestic voice sounded: "Come home for dinner tonight."

Lei Yifeng hung up the phone in disdain, smiled at himself, and went home for dinner?Whose house are you going back to?

Can that still be considered a home for him? Do you want him to call that woman stepmother?

Lei Yifeng dropped his cell phone and walked to the door of the bedroom, leaning on the door frame, facing Lei Yiyun in the living room, "It's time to go, you can go now."

"Did anyone talk to your sister like that?" Lei Yiyun gracefully stood up and walked to Lei Yifeng, reaching out to pat his head.

Lei Yifeng brushed his hair and smiled lazily: "Is there anyone who ruined your brother's hairstyle like this?"

"I know you are glib." Lei Yiyun glared at him, "You said how old you are, are you really going to play around like this forever?"

Lei Yifeng looked at her lazily and remained silent.

"Okay, I can't control you anyway, I have to go to the company, you just wait for Dad to clean you up." Lei Yiyun said helplessly.

"Okay, no." Lei Yifeng waved to her still with a lazy and cynical smile.

After seeing off Lei Yiyun, she went back to the bedroom to sleep.

I slept until I woke up from hunger, dragged my lazy body to the refrigerator and looked around, but couldn't find anything to eat, except wine.

As if struck by lightning, Lei Yifeng leaned back and fell hopelessly on the sofa.

With his current appearance, he definitely won't go to the opposite side to buy food again, let alone go out, he feels like throwing up when he sees the takeaway.

Empty house, empty stomach, a rich second generation living like him is also a legend.

Lei Yifeng thought to himself, the doorbell rang again, lying on the sofa, he didn't even bother to move a finger, let alone open the door.

But the people outside the door seemed to be very patient. After the doorbell rang once, it rang again every few seconds until Lei Yifeng finally couldn't bear it.

"Fuck! It's so fucking annoying." Lei Yifeng cursed in a low voice, got up and opened the door, and was about to speak.

"Master." The man standing outside the door, dressed in a neat suit, with an elegant demeanor and a smile on his face, spoke first.

"Uncle Wei, why are you here?" Lei Yifeng frowned at him in surprise and asked.

"Boss Lei asked me to pick you up." Uncle Wei replied with a smile.

"I don't want to go back today." Lei Yifeng said and was about to close the door.

Seeing this, Uncle Wei quickly pressed the door and said respectfully, "Young master, please don't make us embarrassing you as subordinates."

Lei Yifeng also knew that if he didn't go back today, it would be difficult for Uncle Wei to deal with business, so he was silent for a while, and finally had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, you wait for a while, I'll go change clothes."

"Okay, young master." Uncle Wei nodded and smiled.