No.30 Eight Lovers

"I'm going forward for love! Aren't you moved?"

Looking at Park Chanyeol's face, if you dare to say that you are not moved, you will die, Yien just smiled and said, "Moved."

"That's good!"

Yien smiled helplessly and tidied up the messy materials on the table.

Compared to Park Chanyeol's parents, Yien, who is a housekeeper, knows this little ancestor better.The orphan Yin Eun entered the Park family when he was 10 years old. It was the first time he saw Park Chanyeol. The 3-year-old boy was sitting in a pile of toys and crying, but when he saw this strange big brother, he burst into tears and laughed.So far, Yin En is no longer called Yin En, but Yien, Yien who grew up with Park Chanyeol.

"Yien, is the information on Baekhyun you gave me incomplete?" Putting down the cleaned racket, Park Chanyeol carefully put it in his bag, "Why is there only information from seven years ago?"

"It's not incomplete, it's just that they can't find it. The information given by their company is that Baekhyun Bian has been living in Korea seven years ago. He is of Korean and Chinese descent and was selected when he participated in the company's newcomer selection."

"Can't find it again?" Park Chanyeol frowned dissatisfied, "You can't find all the information about Lulu!"

"Sorry young master, I will try my best!" Yien bowed her head apologetically.

"En." Looking at his watch, Park Chanyeol stood up, "I'm going to exercise." Picking up his precious tennis racket, Park Chanyeol turned his head and smiled cheerfully, "Yien, don't follow me, I can stop by to see my honey, Secretly!" Walking to the door, he turned back, "Oh, that's right! It's almost time to share the story of Oh Se-hoon and Byun Baekhyun with everyone."

"Er..." The dazzling light was shining, Lu Han raised his head and covered his eyes with the back of his hand, his headache was about to split.Open your eyes slowly, the bright white room with simple furniture makes the room look so big.

His throat was so dry that it was on fire, Lu Han tilted his head to look at the wall clock on the wall, it was already noon.

Struggle to prop up his body, Luhan put on the cotton mop, Luhan's body is like being stuffed with cotton, his steps are all weak.Barely supporting himself to go downstairs, Lu Han walked slowly into the kitchen.

There was the sound of pots and pans clinking in the kitchen, it wasn’t Mary cooking, well aware of Lu Han’s habit of being afraid of noise, Mary always cooks quietly.

When the vegetables are put into the oil pan, there is a fierce squeak sound, accompanied by a smell of garlic oil.The first time Luhan smelled this kind of oil fragrance was at Bian Baekxian's house. Luhan was sitting in the living room uneasily, the laughter of Baekxian and Bian's mother came from the kitchen, and the sound of pots and pans colliding. Scallion oil is fragrant.I once thought about what it would be like if my mother was here, maybe it would be like this, simple, ordinary but happy.

——— "Bai Bai, what do you think my mother looks like?"

——— "I don't know, but I think it must be big eyes and long eyelashes."

——— "Do you think my mother will cook me a table of delicious home-cooked dishes like my aunt?"

———— "Well, there are tomato scrambled eggs and noisy potatoes that Lulu loves most, hehe... Lulu, why are you crying?"

Luhan leaned against the door, Wu Shixun was busy behind his back.Seeming to be in a hurry, Wu Shixun found that he had put the salt in the wrong place, and hurriedly scooped up the unmelted salt with a spatula, "Shit! This salt looks so much like sugar!"

slam-la-

Elbow touched the pot lid and vegetable bowl on the side, and the things fell to the ground, and the metal collided with a clang. Wu Shixun took a quick step back, looked at the mess on the ground foolishly, sighed heavily, and squatted down to remove the things. Pick it up, rinse.

His waist tightened, and rosemary smelt his nostrils.

Luhan hugged Wu Shixun's waist, closed his eyes, and leaned against Piao Shixun's not-so-broad but strong back.

"What's wrong?" After turning off the faucet, Wu Shixun turned his head and only saw Luhan's long eyelashes, "Are you woken up by me?"

"Well, I thought you were going to tear down my kitchen." Lu Lu smiled, "I thought too... Mom came to see me..."

I clearly remember how Luhan called his mother in a breakdown last night, and I still remember Luhan standing thinly in the square and sadly telling how his mother passed away in order to give birth to him, like a pill stuck in his throat, Wu Shixun felt Bitterness everywhere.

Wiping his sweating hands, Wu Shixun lowered his head and gently rubbed the white hands on his waist, "You must be like your mother, right? Your mother must be perfect!"

"I don't know. I never see my mother. In my house, there is not a single picture of my mother. My father puts away all the pictures of my mother in the house."

"why?"

"Because he's afraid that seeing his mother's picture will make him sad," Lu Han smiled bitterly, "Are you saying it's funny? In order not to make him sad, it's been 23 years, and I still don't know what my biological mother looks like?"

"Luhan..." Wu Shixun turned around and took Luhan into his arms, gently stroking his back.

"I can only make breakfast, so these things are most likely not edible." After serving the dishes, Wu Shixun took off his apron and sat opposite Lu Han, "Mary took Yummy for a medical examination, I think you must be hungover If you don’t want to move around much, just eat at home.”

They are all simple dishes, but they have no color, flavor or taste.

Lu Han smiled and ate the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that didn’t look good, and stuffed a large piece into his mouth, like a gluttonous child.

"How is it?" Wu Shixun asked with some expectation, Lu Han just chewed and said nothing, "The reason why this tastes bad is because your salt and sugar are too similar, I added the wrong one."

"good to eat."

"What?" Wu Shixun looked at Luhan in surprise.

"Delicious." Lu Han smiled and gorged himself, "These are all mine!"

"Don't you think it's too salty?" Passed the water to Lu Han.

Lu Han shook his head and refused, "A little bit, but I'm serious."

Luhan didn't let Wu Shixun touch the plate of tomato scrambled eggs, and ended up pouring it all into the rice.After a meal, Luhan's bowl ran out, Wu Shixun was inexplicably happy, and he worked tirelessly to clean up the dining table, holding the bowls and plates to the kitchen and stopped. Luhan stood with his back to him outside the refrigerator, drinking heavily water.

"It's obviously a light taste," put the dishes into the dishwasher, turned to look at Luhan after pressing the switch, "Aren't you afraid you'll be thirsty after eating so much?"

After stuffing the empty cup into the dishwasher, Luhan slightly opened the corner of his mouth, "I like to drink water after meals."

Luhan was in a good mood, it was rare for Wu Shixun to see Luhan keeping the corners of his mouth upturned and his bright eyes, he didn't say anything, Wu Shixun lowered his head.We are about to leave, Wu Shixun thinks so, when he is about to leave, if there is no nostalgia, there will be less reluctance and less guilt. He knows how beautiful Luhan's clean smile is.

"What's wrong?" Lu Han's voice was like a trickle, warm and smooth.

"No." Looking up, Wu Shixun smiled, his long and narrow phoenix eyes bent into beautiful crescents.

However, Lu Han had a bright smile, the kind of smile that even the legal text at the corner of his mouth was deepened and highlighted, the warm sun in the winter afternoon sprinkled on his beautiful and pure face, like an angel, he was the warm sun.

Wu Shixun was dumbfounded.

"Wu Shixun, you smile like a child." Fingers gently tugged at the corners of Wu Shixun's eyes, "Stay with me."

Time seemed to be paused, Lu Han's smile was still frozen on his face, he was waiting for Wu Shixun, who was stunned, to nod in agreement or embrace him in his arms.

A burst of mobile phone ringing broke the stalemate, and Wu Shixun took out his mobile phone hastily and anxiously.

"Okay, I'll be right there." He gave Lu Han a sorry look, and left the kitchen.

Lu Han slowly put away his smile, watching Wu Shixun hurried out the door with his coat in hand.

"I have a performance tomorrow, and I have to practice tonight so I won't be able to go back."

"Ah."

After a simple monosyllable, Lu Han hung up the phone.

"So cold!" Zhang Yixing stuffed the design draft into the filing cabinet behind Lu Han, "Who called?"

"Is there?" Luhan blinked innocently, wrinkled his nose and smiled, "I treat everyone like this, of course you are a special case."

"It's an honor!" Zhang Yixing pretended to be excited, and looked at his watch, "No! Why are you still here at this time?"

"What?" Lu Han looked at the time, it was already time to get off work, "I'm working overtime today."

"Fever?" Zhang Yixing stroked Lu Han's forehead, "No!"

"It's done!" Luhan smiled and patted Zhang Yixing's hand away. "I don't want to stop because of a sudden inspiration. You should go back first."

"OK, I have an appointment." Zhang Yixing smiled cheaply.

"Let's go, let's go! I'm so bored!"

The lamps outside the studio were turned off, and Luhan's single figure was reflected on the thick glass wall under the bright fluorescent lamp above his head, making the whole place completely dark.

<Sorry for leaving you home alone. from Sehun>

<It doesn't matter, I just have to work overtime tonight. to Sehun>

He reached out to turn off the light, it was pitch black, Lu Han couldn't see anything, and lay quietly on the table.

As proud as Lu Han, when will he be able to let himself show weakness.

"Wu Yifan, this is the last thing I will do for you, I hope you can really give Lulu happiness!"

"Don't worry. It's 2 p.m. in the lobby on the third floor of the Hilton Hotel. You bring him here a little earlier."

"Ah."

"Thank you."

"Just be nice to him..."

After finishing the call, Zhang Yixing let go of his tightly clenched hand. There were deep nail marks on the palm of his hand, almost bleeding from pinching.I don't know how he promised Wu Yifan those words, Zhang Yixing felt that he was almost suffocated, his heart was about to be torn apart, and he cried...

Distressed and crying, really worthless!Going to bed with Wu Yifan as Luhan is really useless!Knowing clearly that Wu Yifan doesn't like him, but foolishly defending him, it's really useless!

Wiping his tears, the heartbroken Zhang Yixing still gave for Wu Yifan willingly, and reluctantly called Luhan's number.

"Lulu, something happened to me, can you come here? I'm in the Hilton