Yanyun Fengyue

Huai Yan let out a low sigh, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back lightly twice, Liang Wenmo has always respected and cared for him, the physical contact between them was limited to comfort between friends, Huai Yan didn't think it was a big deal at all , but at this moment his mind became confused because he thought of Lu Jingyun.If you don't know Chief Lu, what will happen between you and Liang Wenmo?With Liang Wenmo's brilliance, chicness, and enthusiasm for himself, Huai Yan thought that maybe he would have a good impression of him... It's a pity that since he met Lu Jingyun on that autumn rainy night, his heart has already quietly taken over. up.

"I'm going to drive back to pack my things, so I won't be here to help." Liang Wenmo seemed to cheer up a little, and he smoothed the hair on Huai Yan's forehead, "I think you have hired bodyguards, so I can rest assured. Stop calling my brother to bully you."

"Don't worry, if you are prepared, you won't be tricked by him again." Huai Yan sent him to the car, and just turned around to go back to the yard to help, when Liu Hao, the bodyguard who came with him, leaned into his ear and said, "Mr. Jiang , A car drove up in the back alley just now, that person seemed to be looking for you, he saw you talking with Mr Liang...then turned around and left."

Huai Yan's heart suddenly beat out of order, he turned around and rushed out from the path, just in time to see the car just driving to the intersection, Huai Yan didn't think much, and rushed straight in front of the car.

The person in the driver's seat slammed on the brakes, and then stepped out of the car with big strides, his brows formed into a "Chuan", his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, the corners of his mouth were slightly lowered, and the aura around him was as cold as ice, "You don't want to die!" ?”

"Mr. Lu...is your injury healed?" Huai Yan panted anxiously, he only looked at his shoulders, he hadn't seen Mr. Lu for nearly half a month, and that man was wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit today , I can't see anything through the clothes.

"No." Lu Jingyun replied coldly, "Is there anything else?"

Huai Yan saw his every word with displeasure, and he could guess some reasons in his heart, but he was not sure, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it over, "Mr. Lu, I bought it from the crew teacher. The innovative medicine... said to promote wound healing without leaving scars."

Lu Jingyun was silent for a moment, did not go to pick it up, but asked, "Do you take this with you?"

"I don't know when I can see the officer on weekdays, so I put it in my clothes...I think I will give it to you if I meet..." Huai Yan saw that he didn't answer, so he had to put down his arms a little dejectedly, and at this moment Lu Jingyun went from bottom to top. Holding his hand, he took the porcelain bottle that was still warm from his hand, opened the lid and sniffed, the cool breath smelled almost the same as the good ointment he secretly stuffed for himself many years ago, His heart softened all of a sudden, when he first left Xu's mansion, the wounds on his body were burned unbearably on many windy and snowy nights, it was this smell that relieved his pain.

"I heard from a friend in the hospital about your neighbor today. I wanted to help, but I forgot that Mr. Jiang is very popular." Afraid that he really didn't understand, Lu Jingyun couldn't help but speak.

Huai Yan heard that his calm tone seemed to hide the turbulent waves, and the roots of his ears were bloodshot, "He is sad today, and he is leaving Yanyun... So... I can't bear it..."

"Today Zhang San is sad, and tomorrow Li Si is crying bitterly. Do you have to go to comfort him?" Lu Jingyun again assumed the posture of interrogating a prisoner, as if he had bumped into a crime scene where the stolen goods were obtained.

"...I don't have so many friends..."

"Friend?" Lu Jingyun raised his eyebrows, and repeated the sentence heavily. Huai Yan could see him gnashing his back teeth, and just about to explain, he heard him say, "Even if you are a friend, you need to use your hands..." When he said this, he suddenly remembered that he kissed Huai Yan with a pistol in the carriage, and he didn't ask for his consent, so he felt guilty.

Huai Yan also naturally thought of the scene of that night. Just now, because of the bitterness of the deceased, his heart seemed to be covered with icing sugar, and then seeing the red ears of the person opposite, he teased with a trace: "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps." ... Chief Lu is too domineering." After speaking, he turned and walked into the alley.

"You..." He boldly arranged and teased himself, just like the young master of the Xu family who made a petty temper, Lu Jingyun's inner anger was completely poured out, and he parked the car at the corner and followed him back.

Poor people don’t pay so much attention to funeral affairs, and they don’t have the money and energy. Xiaobing means to let the old lady go to the ground as soon as possible. Huai Yan and Lu Jingyun helped to pick a good place with evergreen pine trees, and sent the old man for the last time. When I came back, it was the fifth day of May, and Juxiang and Ermao also named the doll Dragon Boat Festival. The children's bedding and diapers were drying in the small yard, and it seemed more alive than before.

"Mr. Lu, go back quickly. There is nothing else going on here." Huai Yan kept trying to persuade him to leave. He had caused him to live in a dilapidated house for two days. Thinking about it, Mr. Lu didn't have a good rest, and he was busy with work. Can't waste any more time.

"I like it here." The brick house is small and low, but there is no lack of ink and ink. The wooden cabinets on the west side are neatly stacked with old calligraphy and paintings, and small scenes of flowers and birds are painted on the walls. Cuckoo, the two pots of orchids by the window are bathed in the breeze. Huai Yan watered them as soon as he came back, and they are still lush. The narrow bamboo bed in the corner is old and cannot bear the weight of two people, but Lu Jingyun feels that The creaking sound Huai Yan made when he lay down was quite interesting. When the two stayed in this small room, he could always think of what happened in that dilapidated shack in Liaobei.

"I saw it the day before yesterday. What kind of painting was hanging there?" Lu Jingyun pointed to the dark yellow mark on the opposite wall.

"It's a picture of "Mount Huashan Transiting the Sun". It may have been drawn by me before...I gave it to a friend later." How dare Huai Yan say that Liang Wenmo took it away, he tugged at his sleeve, "Mr. Lu, we still Let's go before it gets dark... You have to make a floor bed if you stay here."

"You don't have to sleep on the ground, you have to find a way to do everything." Lu Jingyun turned to look at him, his eyes were shining with the light of the setting sun outside the window.

"The bamboo bed is too small, two people can't lie on it!" Huai Yan hurriedly said, he felt that the bamboo bed would be broken if Chief Lu lay on it with him.

Lu Jingyun smiled, "Xiao Bing's room has a big kang, who said they will be crowded here with you."

Huai Yan was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed red, he couldn't think of anything to refute, it was impolite to drive away the guest who just helped, he simply took out the magazines in the bookcase to read.

Lu Jingyun saw that he was a little sullen, so he coughed lightly and said, "Since I have nothing to say, I'm leaving now."

Huai Yan raised his head at once, he was reluctant in his heart, but he didn't say anything, until when Lu Jingyun opened the door, he couldn't help but put down the magazine, stood up and walked over, "Mr. Lu... thank you these two days ..."

"I have something to do tonight, and I really have to go back..." Lu Jingyun turned to look at him, "Get the medicine for me again, it's inconvenient for me to go back and do it myself."

When Huai Yan thought of him returning to the camp and not knowing when he would be able to see each other again, his heart felt sour, so he took off his clothes and applied medicine to the scabbed wound under the sunset light outside the window, "Mr. Lu, this medicine really healed The wound is effective, the scab has almost fallen off, and there is no trace underneath."

Lu Jingyun hummed, picked up the carbon piece next to the pen container and sketched on the waste newspaper, Huai Yan didn't pay attention, and tried his best to focus on applying the medicine, but he couldn't help looking at other places of the man, seeing that he was straight and convex His raised collarbone, lean and powerful waist, his muscles are as clear and well-organized as the waves of a river, whether intentionally or not, his movements are slow and gentle.

"Isn't he alright?" Lu Jingyun turned the newspaper over to cover his handwriting, Huai Yan hurriedly bandaged him up, and brought over his clothes to help him put them on.

"Be careful after returning to the set, and go to the place I said for help if you need help." Lu Jingyun took another deep look at him, opened the door and walked out of the wing room. At this time, the evening wind picked up and rolled the newspaper covering his words to the ground , the carbon traces of Luan's drifting phoenix were exposed, perhaps the first half of the sentence was too explicit, the man was ashamed to write it down, and the only half of the sentence "paste the snow and return it to life", already made him palpitate and infatuated. But standing up... It turns out that only one note is needed to write all the romance in the world.

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Haha, what a double standard