fight for day

Lu Zhou woke up naturally when he fell asleep, and looked at his phone. Ye Zhuming must have been up for a while at 08:30 in the morning. The bed next to him was cold and had no temperature.

He didn't have much physical discomfort when he was moving. Although he was drowsy when he fell asleep, he could still feel Ye Zhuming rubbing his waist in a daze.

After getting dressed, Lu Zhou searched around the room, but did not see Ye Zhuming, thinking that he might have gone to the restaurant, and then he heard a knock on the door.

Ba Ma probed his head: "Are you awake? Ye Kongque and Chi Huan have gone out to work, let us stay in the hotel today."

His eyes swept over Lu Zhou: "You...won't you sleep for a while? I'll call you what you want to eat."

The meaning implied by this kind of eyes and words is relatively easy to understand. Lu Zhou was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I'll go to the restaurant by myself later."

Ba Ma didn't insist, saying that there was some work to do, and asked Lu Zhou to call him in the room if he had something to do.

"Can I help?" Lu Zhou asked vaguely while biting his toothbrush.

Ba Ma waved his hand: "It's just the report arrangement... You may not understand my dog ​​crawling characters."

Lu Zhou had no choice but to give up. After washing up, he went down to the restaurant to have breakfast. There were a lot of unread messages on his phone.

Min Jie apologized to him for what happened last night, but Lu Zhou was not sure about Ye Zhuming's attitude, so he played the game of rats and perfunctory. At the same time, he refused the invitation to eat together, put away his mobile phone, and concentrated on eating.

The decoration of this hotel is antique, and there are pavilions and waterside pavilions outside the restaurant, and every step of the way is beautiful. Lu Zhou ordered room service before going out. He and Ye Zhuming had a lot of trouble last night. Now it’s embarrassing to go back, so they sit on the bench Look at those children feeding koi and white swans.

It was very cold outside, those children were probably from some kind of family tour group, and after a while, two women urged them to come in.

There was a little girl who hadn't finished feeding the food in her hand, she was not afraid of life, so she gave it all to Lu Zhou before she left, and asked him to help feed it.

Lu Zhou accepted the important task with a smile, and threw pinch by pinch into the pond. The pond in front of him was quickly filled with fish of different sizes and colors, scrambling to grab the fish food.

After he finished feeding the fish food, his hands became a little cold. Lu Zhou sighed and rubbed his hands again, and got up to go back.

Then he saw a man standing in the hexagonal pavilion on the opposite side, about fifteen or sixteen years old, very handsome, obviously still a minor, but with a calm and relaxed aura.

The beautiful boy was standing there watching him, and Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that he was also standing in that position to watch the children feed the fish, so he felt a little embarrassed, and walked in as if nothing had happened.

There was only one way to get in. When he walked to the side of the beautiful boy, he realized that this person was really tall. He obviously had a small face, but his height was above 180, vaguely half a head taller than him.

Another day of hating on my height.

The beautiful boy was holding two cups of milk tea in his hands, and when he passed by, the other party said, "Are you going back?"

Lu Zhou was slightly stunned: "Are you talking to me?"

The beautiful boy nodded and pointed to the hotel: "There will be a power outage soon."

Lu Zhou felt strange: "How do you know that you are a staff member here?"

The beautiful boy shook his head, Shi Shiran sat down.

"I'm here to wait for someone."

His attire was a bit strange, obviously dressed in modern style, but he had an oiled paper umbrella pinned to his waist, and the oiled paper umbrella was not bulky, when he took it off and put it on his lap, it inexplicably reminded Lu Zhou of the scene of a warrior throwing a knife.

The beautiful boy handed him a cup of milk tea: "Drink?"

Lu Zhou: "Give it to me? Are you waiting for someone?" -The Emperor's Grape-

The beautiful boy smiled: "The person I'm waiting for doesn't like sweets, and I didn't buy it for him in the first place."

"Then you still want to buy two cups?"

The beautiful boy blinked: "So I'll give you a cup."

Lu Zhou declined his kindness. Although he is bent now, he is not so narcissistic that he thinks that this little handsome boy is hooking up with him - Ye Zhuming's looks are more reliable.

He went into the lobby, but it was really dark inside, and the phone at the front desk kept ringing. Lu Zhou listened for a while, and said that some component in the main computer room was burnt out, and he was contacting for repairs.

Without air conditioning, the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is not very large.Lu Zhou couldn't sleep in the early morning, he hesitated for a while, and went out again.

In the pavilion, the beautiful boy was still sitting in the same posture, and the milk tea had already been drunk by half.

He didn't show any surprise when he saw Lu Zhou go back and forth. He patted the empty space beside him and pushed another cup of milk tea over.

"It's hot, you can warm your hands without drinking it."

Being idle is also idle, Lu Zhou held the warm milk tea in his hand and sat down next to the beautiful boy.

Before he had time to speak, the group of children ran over excitedly just now, holding the fish feed they bought from the hotel, and Wu Yangyang huddled outside the fence to continue feeding the fish.

The beautiful boy didn't intend to start a conversation, and just drank milk tea by himself.His hands are beautiful, as white as jade, thin and long, with a label protruding from between his fingers. When Lu Zhou saw the "full sugar" on it, he couldn't help asking: "This milk tea is very sweet, and the whole sugar will be a bit greasy. .”

The boy glanced at him and said gently, "It's okay, I like sweets."

Lu Zhou paused: "Are you a high school student?"

The young man nodded.

People in the society couldn't help sighing: "It's good to be young."

The boy smiled again: "You are also very young."

This person really loves to laugh. Lu Zhou thinks he is quite easy to get along with, but he can't always smile when facing strangers. This feeling of spring breeze blowing on his face is not easy to have.

Chatting with him was very comfortable, so Lu Zhou continued to find topics for each other: "Is the school on holiday? Are you here for a trip?"

The beautiful boy nodded and shook his head again: "It's a holiday, I'm here to wait for someone."

The wording "waiting for someone" is quite interesting, unlike "waiting for someone", it seems to be doing this on purpose.

But after all, they met by chance, so it's not easy to ask more questions. Lu Zhou was holding the milk tea as a hot water bottle. After the young man finished drinking the cup in his hand, he looked at Lu Zhou.

"Do you drink?"

Lu Zhou realized that he was asking for milk tea and shook his head.

The beautiful boy stretched out his hand naturally: "Then let me drink."

... He was very calm in asking for what he gave back.

Lu Zhou: "It's already cold."

The beautiful boy: "It's okay - I came here in a hurry, and I haven't had breakfast yet."

He thought for a while and added, "I didn't eat anything last night."

Lu Zhou: "...then why don't you buy something to fill your stomach?"

The beautiful boy finally showed a shy expression: "I came in a hurry, I didn't bring any money, and my phone was dead."

Lu Zhou: "..."

The hotel has not yet restored the power supply, so he took the beautiful boy to the Cantonese restaurant across the street.

"Thank you, you are such a nice person."

Lu Zhou accepted the good person card, thinking that he would not be cheated.

The handsome young man looked thin, but he had a good appetite. He ordered four dishes and one soup, plus two steamed buns with crab noodles. He ate quickly and cleanly.

Lu Zhou: "What's your name?"

Although the beautiful boy ate quickly, he was not rude in eating, he wiped his mouth in a leisurely manner, and said, "Song Huairan."

This tender face always has the mature appearance of an adult, which made Lu Zhou think about scaring him: "Little friend, you have eaten me for more than 700. What is the phone number of the adults at home? I will let them redeem you with money."

He picked up the phone, and Song Huairan reported a series of phone numbers.

Lu Zhou pretended to type in the numbers he read, and the more he lost, the more strange his face became.

"You read it again?"

Song Huairan reported the number again.

Lu Zhou looked at the names that automatically popped up in the address book, and turned the screen to Song Huairan: "Is this your parent?"

Song Huairan looked at the screen, and seemed not surprised that the new creditor knew his parents, so he nodded very calmly.

"He's my brother, and I'm here to wait for him."

Lu Zhou gasped.

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There were still a lot of tourists in Fengqi Mountains, Ye Zhuming queued up to get the tickets, and just as he got the tickets, his cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Lu Zhou, Ye Zhuming looked a little complicated, pursed his lips, and went to the corner to answer the phone.

Before he thought of how to speak, he listened to Lu Zhou.

"Your brother is here with me."

"..." What was the kidnapper speaking.

Ye Zhuming confirmed the caller ID, held it to his ear again: "Bai Su really came here?"

Lu Zhou said: "No, this is Song Huairan, he is only in his teens, and he looks pretty..."

Ye Zhuming was stunned for a moment: "He's already here?"

Lu Zhou was happy: "Oh, is it really your brother?"

Ye Zhuming: "Well, I'll explain it to you when I come back...you give him the phone number."

Song Huairan answered the phone obediently, and called brother very familiarly.

In fact, in Ducheng, Lu Zhou often heard people calling Ye Zhuming brother, but they all used the name in front of them, and only this title, except Bai Suzhen, seemed to be the only beautiful boy in front of him.

…Should I say it or not, with Song Huairan's appearance, he and Ye Zhuming are indeed like a family. As for Xiaobai, um, Xiaobai is still very cute.

Lu Zhou remembered that they had mentioned before that Ye Zhuming had a younger brother in his household registration book. His name was Song, and he was a Taoist priest or something.

He looked at Song Huairan who was nodding his head, but then again, he really had a good temperament.

At this time Song Huairan said "I see", and handed the phone back to Lu Zhou.

Ye Zhuming's voice was gentle: "I'm in a little trouble, I asked him to help... The little brat came too fast, so please help me settle him down, and I'll come back as early as possible in the afternoon."

"Okay, be careful by yourself, don't drive by yourself when you come back, call a substitute driver, it's too far away."

Listening to that gentle and caring voice, Ye Zhuming's depression dissipated a lot, and he smiled softly: "You care about your husband so much?"

Lu Zhou didn't change his face, originally wanted to have a few words with him, but seeing Song Huairan staring at him intently, afraid of spoiling the children, he had to hang up the phone hastily.

He coughed: "Well, I'm your brother's... friend."

I don't know if Ye Zhuming came out in front of the children, so let's keep a low profile.

Song Huairan showed a puzzled expression: "My brother said you are his boyfriend."

Lu Zhou looked slightly embarrassed: "Well... yes... my name is Lu Zhou, you can also call me brother."

Song Huairan was obedient and said again: "Brother Zhou."

From the very beginning, Lu Zhou had a good impression of this boy with a refined temperament. After knowing that it was his brother-in-law, he felt more pity from the elders, so he immediately responded enthusiastically, took him back to the hotel, and gave him a room next door to him. opened the room.

"Did you take the initiative to talk to me in the first place because you know who I am?" When going upstairs, Lu Zhou asked curiously when he thought of Song Huairan's identity as a Taoist priest.

Song Huairan blinked: "I think I have a good relationship with Brother Zhou."

Good answer.Lu Zhou wanted to laugh, so let's wait for Ye Zhuming to come back.

…………

Ye Zhuming hung up the phone and was about to line up to enter the scenic spot, when suddenly someone came up to him and forcefully stuffed a fan into his hand.

"Souvenir, free of charge—"

That fan is the same type as the small advertisements on the street in summer, cheap and impractical in winter, Ye Zhuming frowned, disliked the trouble and didn't want it.

He didn't even have time to react, but the security guard yelled, "Hey! What are you doing over there?!"

The man was startled, and he ran away. It was hard for him to walk like flying with a takeaway box hanging on his chest. The two security guards chased and scolded him, and gave up when they saw him run away.

Ye Zhuming looked down at the fan in his hand. On the front was a map of the scenic spots in Fengqi Mountains. Ye Zhuming's pupils shrank slightly when the contents were turned over.

It's a missing person notice.

About [-] inch-by-inch photos, densely packed on a palm-sized fan, are all children who have been seen in the previous materials and disappeared in Fengqi Mountains. At the bottom of each photo, the child's name, time of disappearance, age, and A contact number.

Ye Zhuming stopped the security guard who was still cursing, and passed two cigarettes over: "Brother, take a breath, who was that just now? Why did you post this?"

One of the security guards said angrily: "Who else can it be, just those parents who lost their children, and the moths jointly organized to post their children's missing person notices at several entrances in Fengqi. They have not stopped for many years. It caused us to be scolded by the leaders twice for three days..."

The man next to him gave him a shove, and the security guard immediately stopped talking, and instead of arguing with Ye Zhuming, he walked back to the platform with a stick.

Ye Zhuming looked at the direction in which the man disappeared, lowered his eyes to carefully remember every face, and put the fan into his arms.

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Song Huairan is one of the male protagonists in the next brother's novel "For the Tao". I like him very much, so I will pull it out for a while (it's not because I can't write it, so I let Wuli top come out to save the day, um)