Knot while the fire

"Who is it?" After Lu Yuan put down his phone, a voice came to his ear, and he turned his head to find that it was a player who came to practice in the arena.

Lu Yuan didn't remember what this person's name was, but only remembered that this person's surname was Zhou, and he only remembered it when he saw the words engraved on the racket.

"Have you practiced your backhand?" Lu Yuan glanced at him.

"Jiao Lu." Xiao Zhou approached with a smile, the child was sticky all day long, out of shape, put his hand on Lu Yuan's shoulder and blinked, "Girlfriend acting like a spoiled child?"

Lu Yuan didn't answer, this guess was a thousand miles away, in Lu Yuan's mind, he imagined Wen Tingyu's long hair and skirt acting like a baby, he couldn't imagine it.

No, why does Wen Tingyu wear a skirt?Even if he is not a woman, he can do that, right?He said he likes men.

So does he like to act like a spoiled child or is he spoiled?

"Isn't it?" Xiao Zhou curled his lips, "Usually I've never seen you talking to us in such a good temper, and your cold face scared people to death. Those who didn't know thought we didn't give enough money."

Lu Yuan thought about his attitude towards Wen Tingyu just now, and felt that they might have misunderstood the word good temper.

Xiao Zhou didn't get the answer he wanted, so he said again unwillingly, "Just satisfy our curiosity."

"Do you know why I have a good temper with him?" Lu Yuan took two steps to the side, removed Xiao Zhou's hand, and faced him face to face.

"Really?!" Xiao Zhou widened his eyes and lowered his voice, as if he knew some shocking secret.

"Because he's not as gossipy as you are." Lu Yuan said to him, "Let's do another three baskets of backhands, so as not to overwork and say that we charge money for nothing."

"Don't bring such ones!" Xiao Zhou suddenly lost the strength to gossip, "I paid to come here to pay for my sins."

"Then change your coach." Lu Yuan said, "Hurry up, there are several people waiting on the opposite side."

"If you don't change, they are not as handsome as you." Xiao Zhou said.

"A big old man, he doesn't care if the coach is handsome or not." Lu Yuan casually picked up a few balls that fell on the ground, and threw them towards the basket two meters away, with three popping sounds, all of them went in.

"I don't know if others care about it, but I care anyway." Xiao Zhou smiled, took the racket in his hand and twirled it twice, "I've already spent money, so I can't let my eyes be wronged."

Lu Yuan ignored him, set the angle and speed of the ball machine, hooked his fingers at Xiao Zhou, and signaled him to come and catch the ball.

After the even sound of ping-pong sounded, Lu Yuan took a cigarette from his pocket, unlit it, and just held it in his mouth. Smoking is not allowed in the field, and the boss has warned him many times about this, saying that a previous player almost smoked. Set his house on fire.

Wen Tingyu really doesn't gossip, his attitude that other people's affairs have nothing to do with me makes Lu Yuan feel quite comfortable.

What he wants is very obvious on his face, although it's a little... okay, it's big, although the young master has a big temper, Lu Yuan is unexpectedly not irritable.

However, Wen Tingyu looked spoiled and spoiled. Although the young master's family is quite difficult to describe, at least it can be seen that just instigating people is so... as it should be.

Lu Yuan glanced at the phone, after Wen Tingyu hung up the phone, he didn't send any more messages, the young master was able to understand the map miraculously, and made progress.

Lu Yuan casually clicked into Wen Tingyu's Q letter circle, and the eldest and young master's dynamics were quite rich, but they all stayed at a certain day ago.

The latest one only has a small emoticon that comes with the Q letter.

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Lu Yuan looked at the time, it should be the day he first met Wen Tingyu, which was also Wen Tingyu's birthday, and he didn't post anything after that, those who didn't know thought this person disappeared.

Lu Yuan swiped down again, and the content immediately became richer, and the frequency was very frequent, sometimes he could post several in a row in a day, and even encountered a particularly delicious dish today, so he ate very full. The nonsense that is not nutritious is very righteous and confidently took one with akimbo.

At this moment, Wen Tingyu seems to be separated from the one he knows. Wen Tingyu who lives in the Q letter circle is more like a child, sharing her life without reservation.

so cute?

Lu Yuan was surprised that he used this word to describe Wen Tingyu, and he wanted to laugh after being surprised.

Lu Yuan clicked on a video posted by Wen Tingyu, the voice inside was released, and Lu Yuan immediately muted it.

Only the picture left is Wen Tingyu.

The background is the bright piano room, with white curtains floating in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and a boy in a white sweater sitting in front of the piano with black metal texture.

The picture is clean and pleasing to the eye.

Wen Tingyu is playing the piano.

The young man's focused eyes and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his face lacked the usual impatience of wanting to smash everything ten meters away from him, which made Lu Yuan suddenly want to hear the voice.

Lu Yuan swayed out slowly like paddling water. When he walked to the door, the video had just finished playing and restarted. Lu Yuan turned on the sound, and the melodious sound of the piano came out.

Lu Yuan doesn't listen to music very much, and he doesn't know much about songs. He can't tell which song Wen Tingyu is playing, but even a layman will feel comfortable listening to it.

Wen Tingyu can actually play the piano.

But thinking about it, this kind of young master probably knows a little bit of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has seen it in the novels read by the proprietress, and it is often mentioned in the articles of the wealthy president that the young masters have special teachers to teach them.

I don't know if Wen Tingyu quarreled with his father when he was studying, but maybe he learned it by himself. I didn't see any reluctance when I watched him play the piano just now.

After playing the video again, Lu Yuan withdrew from Wen Tingyu's Q letter circle, feeling that his attention on Wen Tingyu had been too long.

After finishing smoking the cigarette that had been in his mouth just now, his throat was a little dry, Lu Yuan coughed twice, took a bottle from the water sent by the front desk, unscrewed the cap and poured it into his mouth twice It took a long time to feel slowed down.

Smoking is a bad habit. He has seen slogans on cigarette cases since he was a child, smoking is harmful to health.He had seen what a smoked lung looked like when he was in elementary school, and it left a very deep shadow on him.

Dad was always smoking at that time, and the smell of cigarettes in his house never dissipated in his memory. At that time, he worried almost every day that his dad might smoke to death one day.

He started smoking after his mother died. He dragged his crippled arm and watched the figure pass by in front of him and then landed on the ground. His eyes turned red, which was the same color as the blood oozing from his arm. .

Since then, that scene has replaced his smoked lungs as the number one cause of his insomnia, and it hasn't changed.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he would light one. He didn't smoke it at first, but just watched it burn out little by little, and then imagined his father sitting on the sofa in the living room smoking.

Usually at this time he will have an impulse, if Dad is still there, he will put a cigarette butt in his face, or choke his neck, or cut off his arm.

It's not bad to press him on the glass shards that Wen Tingyu smashed.

The cold sweat seemed to come down in an instant, and when Lu Yuan came to his senses, he was already sitting on the ground, and he didn't even have the slightest impression of how he sat down.

There was a voice behind him, Lu Yuan turned his head abruptly, and Xiao Zhou who came over was stunned for a moment.

"Jiao Lu, are you okay?" Xiao Zhou asked tentatively, "I see that you suddenly sat on the ground, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Lu Yuan turned his head away, "Thank you."

Xiao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, handed Lu Yuan a bottle of water, Lu Yuan shook the bottle in his hand, and Xiao Zhou took it back.

"Scared me to death, Jiao Lu, you react so fast." Xiao Zhou drank his saliva and said, "When you turned your head just now, I thought you were going to beat me up, the murderous look in your eyes."

"By the way, your cell phone rang just now." Xiao Zhou said, "I saw it, Wen is three years old."

Lu Yuan glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Is it the person who called you just now?" Xiao Zhou said, "This is a note."

"Take the racket." Lu Yuan said while taking out his phone, "Hurry up and get out."

"Fight again!" Xiao Zhou pursed his lips, "If you don't let me inquire, just say no, every time I talk about training, I vote..."

"Go to the table, I'll fight with you." Lu Yuan said.

"...I'm the first one to agree." Xiao Zhou changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and when he stood up and walked out, he still had afterimages, "I love table tennis so fucking much!"

Halfway through the walk, I remembered something and turned my head and asked: "Lu teach you when will your arm be healed? It was fine two days ago, why did you hang it again today?"

"You don't need your right hand to call you." Lu Yuan took out his phone and nodded, it was indeed Wen Tingyu. He changed the note before and kept it all the time.

"I'm really sending you a thousand miles away." Xiao Zhou said with a smile.

- eat it yourself, i will eat it with my mother

Lu Yuan looked at the news, but didn't react

- which mother?

- How many mothers do I have?You upstairs and my real mother downstairs, and the one at home, I call her mother, and I can't agree to it.

Lu Yuan laughed, and typed with a smile.

- I wish you success in developing a relationship with your mother

Wen Tingyu sent him back a cursing emoji.

The young master's temper was still so irritable, Lu Yuan put away his phone.

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Wen Tingyu met his mother when he was going downstairs. He walked in a hurry, and ran out without checking if there was anyone when he turned the corner. When he bumped into someone, he almost cried out of pain.

"Fuck..." Wen Tingyu licked his lower lip, and broke everything when he knocked on it, and the smell of blood rushed into his mouth.

"Who the fuck! It's a fucking reason not to have long eyes when you walk! Hurry up and eat shit!" The woman's sharp and extremely powerful voice penetrated the entire corridor.

Wen Tingyu was stunned for a moment.

There should be something wrong there too, and the two of them just stared at each other.

"Yo, who am I talking about, my son." Wen Tingyu frowned at the mother's sly voice.

He was about to speak when his eyes fell on his mother's face again.

There were obvious scratches on the mother's face, the bruises at the corners of her mouth were serious, and the clothes were torn by someone, one by one, barely covering the important parts.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Tingyu frowned and asked.

"What's wrong? What else can I do." Mom snorted, "I was caught and beat up."

"You..." Wen Tingyu stared and couldn't speak, he couldn't find any words to respond to his mother.

"What about me?" Mom said, "Are you okay? I'm going back to eat if I'm okay. If you feel sorry for your mother, give me some money."

"I don't have any money." Wen Tingyu suppressed the discomfort, and found it difficult to speak, "I invite you...to have a meal, the community has a power outage."

My mother limped up half way up, and when she heard this, she remembered to ask, "Do you live here?"

"Yes." Wen Tingyu nodded, "You go upstairs."

"Why are you still hanging out with that thing?!" The mother suddenly raised her voice after hearing this, which startled Wen Tingyu.

"Didn't you ask me to find him? He gave the money." Mom's deterrence was not very strong. After Wen Tingyu was shocked, she closed her mouth in time, frowned, and didn't want to continue this topic, "Can't you eat?" have eaten?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?!" Mom obviously didn't want to stop here, "If you don't choose so many places, how many fucks do you ask him to do?"

The vulgar words in the mother's mouth made Wen Tingyu feel a little sick, "You don't need to worry about it."

"I don't care." Mom walked up to him, sneered, and looked at Wen Tingyu as if she was looking at a stupid idiot.

"You don't even know how the hell you lost your life."