reverse crush

As if afraid that Pei Zhenyan would run away, Lu Ningshuang tightly pulled him to the dining table before letting go.

Lu Zhi stayed behind alone, his eyes fell on Lu Ningshuang's obviously limping leg, which was trying to pretend to be normal, and his eyes froze.

Lu Ningshuang pushed Pei Zhenyan on the seat and sat down, then took out several bento boxes from the thermal bag, and opened them one by one: "Although the rice is not much, but fortunately there are enough dishes, it should be enough for the two of you gone."

The hot food exudes white gas, curling up into the air, and the appetizing aroma enters the nostrils, and Pei Zhenyan suddenly feels that he is not at all reluctant.

Lu Ningshuang is a perfect wife and mother, and her cooking skills are at least a hundred times better than Ms. Tang Wanyue's.

Since the Lu family moved away two years ago, Pei Zhenyan’s daily three meals have been hovering on the food and clothing line for a long time. The standard is so low that he can’t die from starvation. Most of them are settled in the school cafeteria and takeaway. There are also a few meals at home that do not satisfy him. Housekeeping aunts, if they want to improve their quality of life, they can only go out to eat big meals, but no matter how high-end restaurants are, they are not as practical and comfortable as simple and delicious home-cooked dishes.

Lu just sat down diagonally opposite Pei Zhenyan, just sitting dry, and didn't even take off the mask on his face.

"Ah, why don't you eat." Lu Ningshuang handed over the chopsticks and urged eagerly, "Eat."

She revealed a not-so-obvious flattery between the lines, and even used a nickname for her address.

Lu only took the chopsticks, but did not move them.

On the other hand, Pei Zhenyan was in a turmoil and had no intention of pretending to be a guest at all. He looked more like the owner of this room than Lu Zhi. A few mouthfuls of soft rice wrapped in salty and mild sauced beef and overcooked potatoes relieved the pain. Hunger in the stomach is uncomfortable.

On the one hand, he was really hungry, and on the other hand, he wanted to finish eating early and leave early. After all, no matter how much he deceived himself, he couldn't change the objective fact that he was eating at the enemy's house.

In the quiet space, the vibrating sound of Lu Zhi's cell phone could be clearly heard.

Lu just took the phone out of his coat pocket and looked at it. He didn't answer it, but put the phone on the table and pushed it forward.

Pei Zhenyan noticed from the corner of his eye that his actions seemed to be directed at him, and looked at the phone screen through the bangs, and the caller ID showed "Aunt Tang".

But Pei Zhenyan didn't want to touch Lu Zhi's phone.

After a stalemate for about two seconds, Lu just pressed answer, turned on the speakerphone, and gave Pei Zhenyan another chance to deceive himself - I was just talking to my mother, but it happened that Lu's mobile phone acted as a medium of communication.

"Ah, is Zhenyan with you?" Tang Wanyue's anxious voice came from the speaker. Like Lu Ningshuang, she also thought that the two children were still very good friends.

Pei Zhenyan swallowed the rice in his mouth, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hearing her son's voice, Tang Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then blamed her: "Why didn't you answer the phone? Your father wanted to ask you if you finished repairing the door, and he came to pick you up after the repair, but he couldn't get through to your cell phone and your home. The landline, I was afraid that something might happen to you, so you asked me here."

Pei Zheng and Tang Wanyue divorced when Pei Zhenyan was 13 years old. Pei Zhenyan and Tang Wanyue lived at Pei Zheng's place every weekend. This week, because they had to repair their family, they couldn't justify it with Pei Zheng.

"I left my phone at home." Pei Zhenyan stuffed a mouthful of rice and said vaguely, "Call a lock company, I locked your key inside again."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Wanyue cursed on the other end of the phone as expected.

Pei Zhenyan continued to eat heartlessly, taking her words as food.

Lu Ningshuang felt sorry for Tang Wanyue's saliva, and interrupted, "Wanyue, it's me, Lu Zhi's mother."

Tang Wanyue seamlessly switched from the bold school to the graceful school: "Ah, Ningshuang, is the proverb at your house?"

Lu Ningshuang: "Yes, we are in Jiangnan Huating. The proverb is fine and is having dinner at our house. Don't worry."

"Oh, sorry to trouble you again, thank you very much." Tang Wanyue did not miss the words "Jiangnan Huating", "Are you moving back?"

"No, maybe just stay for two days."

The two adults chatted for a while, and Tang Wanyue turned to Pei Zhenyan again: "I'm on my way back now, so you can call your dad to save him from worrying."

"Speak up for me," Pei Zhenyan said.

When Tang Wanyue's fiery temper came up, she almost wanted to curse again: "Your dad or my dad? Hit yourself!"

After the call was over, Lu just put away his phone and stuffed it back into his coat pocket immediately, while Pei Zhenyan turned to look at Lu Ningshuang for help: "Aunt Lu, can you lend me your phone to call my dad?"

One of the two has no intention of borrowing from the other, and the other has no intention of asking the other to borrow. Their ideological consciousness is highly unified, and their behavioral logic is unprecedentedly synchronized.Seeing this, Lu Ningshuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took out her mobile phone and handed it to Pei Zhenyan.

Pei Zhenyan put Lu Ningshuang's mobile phone next to his ear without any qualms, which was in stark contrast to the avoidance of suspicion when using Lu's mobile phone.

Pei Zheng was probably guarding his phone, and after connecting to the speaker for a while, he hurriedly picked it up.

"Hey, Dad."

"Proverbs? You scared me to death." Hearing his son's voice, Pei Zheng finally felt relieved, "Where are you? Who's on the phone?"

Pei Zhenyan explained the whole story briefly, and Pei Zheng didn't blame him, he just said, "Then I'll come and pick you up now."

"No need, it's already this late." Pei Zhenyan said, "Next week."

"It's okay, you wait for me." Pei Zheng insisted on coming to pick him up, "I bought you a durian specially during the day, and I don't like to eat this stuff, so if you don't come, it will be a waste."

"Okay, okay, then you should be careful when driving."

Although it was not released publicly, based on what Pei Zhenyan said and the few words leaked from the microphone, the mother and son of the Lu family can guess the content of the conversation between the father and son with a good accuracy.

Not long after, Tang Wanyue rang the doorbell of Lu's house.

Just like Pei Zhenyan was to Lu Ningshuang, Lu Zhi was also very polite to Tang Wanyue, with the same amount of etiquette that he should have, and did not let his personal grievances affect his attitude towards the other party's family.

"Little only, long time no see." Tang Wanyue realized at a glance that only her own son was feasting, so she cared about Lu Zhi, "You eat too."

Lu only replied: "No Aunt Tang, I will control my height."

"Oh yes." Tang Wanyue suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that you want to be an air force pilot, how tall are you now?"

"184.5, measured a few days ago." Lu Ningshuang replied, her tone of regret was hard to hide.

Height is as important to boys as strawberries are to strawberries, and immortals are to immortals.

Lu Xuewen and Lu Ningshuang are 180+ and 170+. Lu was the one who was always told "this kid has long legs" when he was a baby. According to normal development, the whole family must be proud of it without worrying about it.

But the height limit for Air Force pilots is 1.8 meters six.

Other boys tried their best to grow a few centimeters, but Lu had to deliberately control his growth speed since he entered puberty, not daring to sleep or eat enough. Most boys like basketball The sports that children like are only dared to enjoy themselves occasionally, and they dare not even touch foods that help grow taller, such as milk and big bones.

Even so, his size is still approaching the limit step by step due to the strong genetic influence, and there will be slight changes in the height of people at different times of the day, just to be on the safe side, he has to leave at least one centimeter of flexibility .

There is very little room for him to grow.

What Lu Ningshuang cooks today are all vegetarian dishes, and the only beef brisket with tomato and potatoes is decorated with a few pieces of meat, because she is afraid that Lu is too nutritious.

Not to mention Lu Ningshuang's own mother, even Tang Wanyue, as a bystander, felt deeply sorry for such a reckless act of humiliating her height: "Those who want to grow taller don't grow taller, and those who don't want to grow grow desperately. Flood to death, our motto..."

Pei Zhenyan had originally made up his mind to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and would never interrupt any topic related to Lu Weiyou, but whoever made Tang Wanyue confuse right and wrong, he couldn't bear it anymore: "Who is not tall?"

Tang Wanyue was interrupted when she was excited, and retorted dissatisfiedly: "I said you were a child, but I didn't say you are now!"

For more than ten years, Pei Zhenyan's family has taken great pains for his size. Pei Zheng is also tall, but Tang Wanyue is only 156. As the saying goes, the father is short, and the mother is short. He was raised with Lego, and he never hesitated to spend money on various nutritional supplements for him. There are no children’s supplements on TV commercials that he has never tasted. Basketball, milk and eggs never stop. Pei Zhenyan still has the habit of two glasses of milk every morning and evening, but before the second year of junior high school, his stature has not improved much.

Until entering adolescence, I don't know whether it was Pei Zheng's genes that finally defeated Tang Wanyue's genes, or the piety of the Pei family finally touched the heavens. In short, Pei Zhenyan overtook a car on a curve, and his head sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Now he has grown to 182 .

"You said yourself whether you were short or not when you were young, and you sat in the first row or the second row every time." Tang Wanyue never gave up.

"Who do I blame?"

Seeing that the mother and son were about to pinch each other on the spot, Lu Ningshuang hurriedly smoothed things over: "Study Proverbs a year earlier, it's normal to be shorter than your classmates."

Pei Zhenyan didn't go to the senior class, and skipped directly to the first grade from the middle class.

For Lu Zhi.

On the first day of the big class, Pei Zhenyan discovered that Lu Zhi didn't come to the kindergarten class. After the teacher's tireless explanations, he finally managed to understand that Lu Zhi had to go to the first grade after finishing the big class.

After three days of his stalking, Pei Zheng and Tang Wanyue held the idea of ​​"it's okay to study a year earlier, and then I can save him a year", and sent their underage son to primary school through the back door. Be a classmate.

However, Pei Zhenyan regretted going to elementary school for three days, because elementary school students had to do their homework.For a child under the age of six, no matter how precious friendship is, it cannot compete with the freedom not to do homework.

In order for Lu Zhi to read this matter early, the little Zhenyan more than ten years ago regretted facing the homework, and Pei Zhenyan, who was shut out by Lu Zhi more than ten years later, regretted only a little more.

Enough to fill a Yangtze River.

A heartless and ungrateful person like Lu Quan is not worthy of such a sacrifice.

Arguing with your son in someone else's house is not going to be good, Tang Wanyue changed the subject abruptly: "Is your dad coming to pick you up today?"

"Take it." Pei Zhenyan remembered something, "Are you at home around five o'clock tomorrow afternoon? The lock repair company is coming to repair the door."

Tang Wanyue said, "It should be here."

"That's fine, let him fix my door too."

Tang Wanyue didn't regret her violent act of breaking her son's door lock at all, and immediately refused: "You were dreaming, I fixed it for you so that you can continue to sleep late in the morning?"

"Ms. Tang, can you respect your son's privacy?"

Tang Wanyue dismissively said: "What privacy do you have, stay up late playing on your phone or play games all night?"

Pei Zhenyan argued with reason: "I am 17 years old, not 7 years old, what are you talking about privacy? Don't forget that we are of different genders, haven't you heard of it?"

Tang Wanyue is a very typical Chinese parent who doesn't care about privacy at all. All she thinks about is that boys dress cooler in the room. This is nothing to her, and it is not enough to convince her to rearrange her son's room. put on the door lock: "You were born by me, you talk about privacy with me? It's ridiculous, I have never seen what you look like."

She obviously forgot an important detail. Boys of seventeen or eighteen years old are at the age of youthful vigor. It is common to drive a manual transmission to relieve their excessively restless adolescent hormones, so a lockable room Doors are actually quite necessary.

Pei Zhenyan couldn't explain this to his mother, so he could only look at the only peer at the scene very speechlessly.

Lu Zhi's eyes under the brim of his hat also looked up at him.

The eyes collided, striking out the sympathy of teenagers with evil intentions, and each other's eyes were slightly unsuitable for children.

In the next moment, both parties more or less realized that they should not have looked at each other today, but the number of times they looked at each other seriously exceeded the standard.

No one has ever paid attention to whether this was the case when they were brothers in the past, but it should not be the case now.

The two lines of sight froze and became cold almost indiscriminately, and then quickly staggered.

For the rest of the time, Pei Zhenyan concentrated on cooking, Lu just played with his mobile phone, and the two mothers were chatting at the dining table. Because of their two children, they had a very good relationship in the past. They hadn't seen each other for a long time.

When the people from the unlocking company came to the door, Tang Wanyue got up and left with Pei Zhenyan, who was full of food and drink.

The outsider left, Lu Xiaomao poked out a furry head from under the sofa sullenly.

Lu just patted his leg lightly.

Lu Xiaomao got the signal of closeness, and immediately ignored Tsundere, got out nimbly, and ran towards Lu Zhi in three steps at a time. When there was still half a meter away, it took off vigorously, A rounded arc was drawn in the air, the two front legs were brought together, and the paws were arranged in an elegant outward splayed, and they landed firmly on Lu Zhi's legs.

Reluctantly trying to make up for the mistake just now, it's a pity that Pei Zhenyan didn't see it, Lu Xiaomao was very sorry.

Just like Pei Zhenyan's repairing the door, it would be a pity if Lu Zhi didn't see it.

Lu just raised his hand and stroked Lu Kitten's head.

Seeing that he still had no plans to eat, Lu Ningshuang asked cautiously, "Ah Chi, why don't you eat? Is the food not to your liking?"

"How can I eat in front of others like this?" Lu Zhi took off his hat and mask and threw them on the table, revealing a bruised face.

It is true to control the height, but the main thing is that I don't want to expose the injuries on my face.

Lu Ningshuang reached out to touch his face, but he avoided it by turning her face sideways. She was at a loss and organized her words for a long time, and finally said in a whisper: "Your father didn't do it on purpose, he just got angry after drinking too much. Dad is a father after all. , how can you fight with him, he is usually very good to you, don't bear his grudge."

"It's good for me?" Lu just laughed mockingly, "Did you hear what Pei Zhenyan's father looks like just now? If Lu Xuewen applauds me, then what's the name of Uncle Pei? Immortal descended to earth, savior? "

"Okay, let's not talk about this, you all calm down." Seeing that Lu Zhi was angry, Lu Ningshuang handed the chopsticks to Lu Zhi again, "Eat something, don't be hungry."

Lu just had a cold face, and after a while, he forcefully threw out a concerned word: "Are you feeling better?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's a small injury." Lu Ningshuang smiled indifferently, "Eat quickly."

Lu Zhi: "You come here today, do you mean to live here with me in the future?"

Lu Ningshuang hesitated and nodded.

Lu Zhi's complexion finally calmed down. He stretched his chopsticks into the bowl and stirred it twice. The stewed beef brisket with tomatoes and potatoes had already been so good that Pei Zhenyan, who was so unrecognizable, had only tomatoes and potatoes left. It took him a long time to find a small piece He picked up the diced meat and looked at it for a while as if studying a specimen, then put it down again speechlessly, twisted it with his hands and fed it to Kitty Lu.

After feeding the cat, he hovered his chopsticks in the air for a moment, and then he chewed slowly and took two mouthfuls of vegetables as a comfort to his mother: "Don't ask Pei Zhenyan to come over for dinner in the future."

"Okay, what a grown-up." Lu Ningshuang didn't take it seriously at all, and smoothed things over with a smile, "Why are you always arguing like when you were a child..."

"It's not a quarrel." Lu Zhi interrupted.

Seeing that his tone was serious, Lu Ningshuang couldn't help becoming serious, and waited for the next article.

"It's not a quarrel." Lu just repeated, "It's that we are no longer friends."

Lu Ningshuang wanted to say something more, but Lu just blocked her preemptively: "It's not difficult to understand, you must have friends who used to be very strong, but not later."

Lu Ningshuang looked at him carefully for a long while, and suddenly burst into a "puchi" laugh: "Small movements, small eyes and tacit understanding, you are not friends, who are friends?"

"You are still willing to eat the food that the proverb has eaten. No one in the world has this treatment with you except him." This time it was Lu Ningshuang who blocked her son's words, "Okay, okay, don't say those angry words, he Younger than you, why don't you let him go?"