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Pei De looked alive and well, as if he could kill ten old cows with one punch, and he didn't look sick at all. Chu Qing immediately turned his head and looked at Lu Heng with a silent gaze, as if he wanted to get rid of him. Get a reasonable, reasonable and appropriate explanation from your mouth.

Clinker, the appearance of Pei De did not change Lu Heng's expression at all. He crossed his hands on his knees, smiled and looked at Pei De at the door, and said in a patient and elegant tone, "Aren't you sick?" ?”

The word "sick" hit Pei De for a moment, he was at a loss, "?"

But he is worthy of following Lu Heng for many years, and he smells like a dog more or less on his body. The appearance of Chu Qing alone is enough to explain the problem. In the next second, he covered his lower abdomen with a wink, and yelled Out loud, "Yes yes yes... I'm sick... I'm going to go to the hospital by myself..."

He blew out of the door like a whirlwind, and the door was closed with a bang, leaving only two people facing each other in silence.

Such a turning point could not be called undramatic. Chu Qing's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked Lu Heng not very trustingly, "Pei De, what disease is he suffering from?"

Lu Heng smiled again, "Yang, impotent."

Chu Qing, "..."

Terminal illness.

Regardless of whether this excuse was clever or not, Chu Qing didn't dare to ask Pei De face to face, and then it was a matter of course. He became Lu Heng's accompanying assistant in a daze, and was abducted by him on the plane.

"Are you surprised?" On the opposite side of the dining table, Lu Heng wore a slim suit and vest to outline his waistline, and slowly cut beef with a knife and fork in his hand. "Doesn't the boss usually only have his own private jet?"

Chu Qing sat opposite him rather restrainedly, silently looking around at everything in the plane, pursing his lips slightly, "..."

Following Fu Xiaozhu's side in his previous life, he took a lot of private jets, but the inside of the plane is simply extravagant and luxurious, except for the bed and the bathroom, enough for him to immerse himself in fighting in the sky upside down.

At that time, Chu Qing couldn't do without hearing what was going on outside the window, and was often humiliated and tortured by Fu Xiaozhu.

It caused him to have a little PTSD on the plane as a means of transportation.

Looking at Lu Heng's private jet, the exterior is sprayed with shiny military green paint, and the white dove and olive leaves on the wings represent peace. up.

"I..." Chu Qing's face was a little pale, and he couldn't hold it any longer. He reached out and picked up the oxygen bottle beside the table and took a deep breath before he managed to speak, "...can you tell the driver to drive slowly?" point."

Or he's going to have another PTSD with the plane.

Although Lu Heng didn't frenziedly let him carry the parachute bag on his back and land directly from a high altitude, when the hatch opened, Chu Qing still staggered slightly, but was quickly supported by the people behind him.

Lu Heng put his arm around his waist and scooped him up, "Be careful."

Chu Qing never thought that the flying experience of a private jet could be so bad. He wanted to vomit but didn't dare to vomit, "I...I'm fine..."

Lu Heng raised his wrist gracefully, and glanced at the time, "Arrived three hours earlier than planned, let's go to a restaurant in the city center for a meal, there are always two tables reserved for me, facing the river, the scenery is beautiful beautiful."

Chu Qing was in pain just hearing this arrangement, let alone eating something so raw and cold like western food, even if she drank two sips of lemonade, she would have to spit it all out.

But looking at Lu Heng, an old dog, he was so well-groomed from head to toe, it was obviously planned for a long time.

The ancient and elegant Florence full of humanistic charm, the garden in the city center, the high-end private restaurant facing the river...

It is simply a dream place for boys and girls.

Chu Qing quickly waved his hand, "You...you go by yourself...I..."

Lu Heng frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect such a perfect plan to be rejected by Chu Qing, but he was an old dog after all, so he asked patiently with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

"I……"

"It doesn't matter." Lu Heng was considerate and decent, "You are new here, and you are not comfortable with the environment. Your taste should prevail."

Chu Qing's eyes flickered hesitantly, "Okay..."

Half an hour later, they were both sitting on a garden bench full of pigeons, each holding a plate of steaming fried rice with eggs from a roadside stall. Lu Heng was wearing an expensive suit worth 10,000+ and his chest was glowing with blue light The sapphire brooch on the top of the fried rice contrasts with the bright red diced ham and green peas. The scene is both bizarre and harmonious.

Chu Qing held the fried rice with eggs, and ate each one very cherished, just because he had been to Florence in his previous life, but Fu Xiaozhu sent him away like a stray dog ​​outside the hotel door, penniless, he could only Sleeping on the street, but accidentally met an overseas Chinese chef in an alley, and brought him a steaming egg fried rice.

We were originally strangers in a foreign country, and seeing each other now is not considered a meeting by chance.

Chu Qing slowed down while eating, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Lu Heng. He thought that he would have a cold face and pick and choose there, but he didn't expect that the egg fried rice plate in his hand was gone.

He was a little surprised, turned his head around with a swipe, buried his head and stuffed a mouthful of rice, his round cheeks blushed like a ripe apple while chewing.

It seems that... I like it more...

He still couldn't help but sneak a look at Lu Heng, but unexpectedly he was caught. Lu Heng suddenly leaned over to his side, getting close, their breaths intertwined and fused together go.

Chu Qing's heart was about to jump out of his chest, he was at a loss what to do, "Uncle Lu..."

Lu Heng stretched out his hand to gently pinch the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, and took out the silk handkerchief on his chest to wipe the corner of his mouth, then smiled, "Look."

Facing the flock of white pigeons in the square, he blew a loud and long whistle, and the next second the white pigeons flew up like a goddess scattering flowers, and one of them boldly landed on his arm, grabbing the grain of rice from his fingertips , and flew away fluttering.

Chu Qing was stunned, "This is too amazing..."

Lu Heng didn't explain how he did it. From head to toe, he exuded the maturity and calm that his age gave him, and smiled slightly, "The world is mysterious, inevitable and accidental, fate and choice. A person's life is in the center of the vortex. It is difficult to get rid of the 'contradiction' itself."

He lowered his head and stared into Chu Qing's eyes, and suddenly asked, "Xiao Chu, do you believe in 'reincarnation' in this world?"

It was as if Chu Qing had been hit in the chest by a hammer, and it was also as if he had been struck by lightning in the brain. At this moment, his brain was completely blank, "You...what did you say..."

Lu Heng raised his hand and pressed his heart, his expression couldn't tell whether it was sad or solemn, and there was a faint sigh between his lips and teeth——

"There is a person in my heart, I hope he... can have an afterlife..."