Immersive play dumb beauty

This Friday, it happened to be a weekend, and there was no need for evening self-study. After school, Jiang Sui quickly left with his schoolbag on his back.

Gu Yu still left something in the rented room, but he forgot to bring the key. He lowered his head and sent a message to Lu Cheng to ask him if he had brought it. After a few minutes of hard editing, as soon as he sent it out, he stared at the phone with wide eyes, and stayed at the door of the class I didn't move for a long time.

"Still leaving?" Cheng Hao glanced at him, "They're all in the way."

Gu Yu looked like a poor abandoned dog: "Why did Brother Cheng delete me again? I haven't messed with him recently."

Lu Cheng, who avoided him and walked from the front door of the classroom, just passed by, gave him a cold look, and went downstairs with his schoolbag on his face expressionlessly.

Cheng Hao laughed at him: "You are finished, Brother Cheng is definitely angry."

Gu Yu: "!!"

He chased after Cheng Hao to borrow the phone, begging with a pitiful and humble expression: "Lend it to me, I can explain it to Brother Cheng. Brother, good brother, Dad!"

Lu Cheng couldn't hear the movement in the classroom.

He was taken back to Lu's house by the driver.

Lu Cheng was taken back to Lu's house by the driver.

On weekends, Lu’s mother always invites a few people to play cards at home. She didn’t go to work early, relying on the little money given by her husband on time every month. Brand, life is still happy.

As soon as Lu Cheng entered the door, the mahjong pieces clinked together, and the women's chatter and laughter rang out from the living room. Mother Lu was facing the door, and she knew who was coming as soon as she looked up.

She made bright red nails, and casually turned the cards in her hand: "Lu Cheng is here."

The people next to him turned their heads and laughed: "So there is an older son... so old?"

"He's so handsome, and he's printed like his younger brother."

"You are still lucky."

Lu Cheng stood outside with his bag on his back, listening to their kind teasing, his heart was filled with panic.

The dinner was tasteless, and Lu Cheng didn't even bother to say anything when he was irritable.

After dinner, Lu Qiushi practiced cycling with his son in the garden. Lu's mother looked at the father and son tenderly on the swing set up next to him. He was waiting outside the fenced flower garden, but he looked like an outsider who didn't fit in.

At least in his impression, he has never seen the gentle smiles of his parents.

"Lu Cheng is here?"

The smile on the mother's face hadn't had time to put it away: "Why are you standing there?"

Lu Qiushi looked at him coldly: "I don't think of myself as a Lu family member at all, of course I wish to be as far away from us as possible."

Lu Cheng closed his eyes and said softly, "Is it because I don't want to be part of the Lu family?"

They are both Lu Qiushi's sons. Why is there such a big difference between him and his younger son?

The veins in Lu Qiushi's throat popped up, and he was breathing heavily to suppress his anger.

"never mind."

Lu Cheng was tired of arguing with him: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Lu Cheng!"

Before he could turn around and take two steps, Lu Qiushi's cold reprimand hit him, "You careless white-eyed wolf, is this how you treat your parents?"

Lu Cheng walked forward without stopping.

The discussions between Lu Qiushi and his mother continued to pass into his eardrums.

"Not at all."

"He shouldn't have been born in the first place."

"He's just narrow-minded, and he's afraid that this younger brother will compete with him for the family property!"

"Okay, okay, what do you care about with the child..."

Lu Cheng didn't ask the driver to take him off, but left on the bicycle that had left at Lu's house a long time ago.

The night wind blew tirelessly in his ears.

Lu Cheng felt his heart beating slower and slower in his chest, and gradually cooled down.

He was so tired that he didn't want to talk, he just wanted to go back to the home that belonged to him quickly, and stay quietly by himself for a while.

Cycling to the main road in front of the house, under the dim street lights outside the gate, something is covered by the warm light.

The man in the hat was carrying a bulging schoolbag, running and bouncing all the way towards him, his hair was shining, so white that it was unreal, like the naturally warm sun falling into the world: "Lu Cheng!"

Lu Cheng originally wanted to ignore him, but he still couldn't hold back, and stopped in front of him: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Sui smiled, and took the initiative to put the things in his hands into the basket in front of Lu Cheng's car: "I came to find you for hot pot! Why did you come back so late today? There are too many mosquitoes outside, I'm so hungry."

After he finished speaking, he remembered something, lowered his head and turned on the phone screen.

18: 56.

It's past time for dinner.

Jiang Sui touched his nose: "Have you already eaten?"

"No."

Lu Cheng didn't call the Lu family's formulaic meal dinner.

Because you have to pay attention to the etiquette of eating, you have to take care of the traditional rules between the elders and the younger generation in every way, and you have to restrain yourself from leaving the stall at any time.

——From beginning to end, it was like fighting an exhausting battle.

"Then we have a temporary truce, shall we?"

Jiang Sui smiled and said, "After eating the hot pot, you will slowly get angry with me."

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, feeling something injected into his heart, the cold heart slowly floated up again, beating again.

He didn't have the strength to laugh, so he just bent his lips lightly: "Okay."

In fact, when Jiang Sui appeared at his door, he was no longer angry.

Jiang Sui has been very proficient in Lu Cheng's family.

As soon as he entered the door, he took the only pair of slippers next to the shoe cabinet, went in and turned on the central air conditioner.

He brought a lot of vegetables, washed them and put them in the pot, and cooked whatever he wanted without any extra effort.

Jiang Sui noticed the depression that was about to overflow from Lu Cheng's body at first glance.

It was exactly the same as when I first entered work this morning, the kind of boredom and indifference that came out of my bones.

He didn't know that Lu Cheng had no way of knowing where such a negative energy came from, so he could only temporarily act as the host for Lu Cheng, and helped put the dishes into the hot pot one by one after busy work.

"Do you want to eat cabbage?"

Jiang Sui asked, but before Lu Cheng could reply, he muttered, "I like it quite a bit, I'll do it next."

"Where's duck blood? You should eat this."

Every time he ordered a dish, he looked up at Lu Cheng's expression, trying to judge some basis for his choice from Lu Cheng's lack of calm expression.

The dishes were put into the hot pot one by one, bubbling and bubbling in the billowing heat.

Jiang Sui was wearing a blue apron decently, half bent over and holding up chopsticks to serve the dishes, his eyelashes were drooping, intertwined into strands as if wet by mist, and the mole on his eyelid disappeared with the shift of his gaze. Trembling slightly, his whole body showed a kind of glazed warm white under the light, blending with the enveloping mist into a harmonious dream.

Lu Cheng wanted to grab it, but was afraid of breaking it.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, once, he really wanted to eat a hot pot meal, just like today.

Things that were thought to be difficult to achieve before were realized in this way unintentionally.

Jiang Sui squinted his eyes because of the heat: "It's so hot, be careful."

"Ah."

Lu Cheng asked him suddenly: "Do you like hot pot?"

"I like it." Jiang Sui took it for granted, "Don't you like it?"

"I like it." Lu Cheng said sincerely: "I like hot pot the most."

"Then I'll come and find you a piece of food in the future."

"it is good."

Listening to his unintentional words, Lu Cheng has already started to imagine the scene of eating hot pot together next time.

Jiang Sui eats while mobile phone.

He deliberately clicked on WeChat and took a look. Except for the Chengbei group, which was still lively, no one looked for him.

After only a second pause, he backed out and opened the post bar name that Lin Yige had provided.

He didn't play this kind of thing, but he heard Lao Qi and the others mention a few words when he was in junior high school. He didn't expect that after so long, someone would still play this kind of thing.

The name of the bar given by Lin Yige was not the official post bar in Chengnan. Jiang Sui searched for it for a while before finding it. He randomly clicked on a refined post. The first floor is the Lu Cheng rostrum that Putaopier sent him The picture of God, below are links to various posts, which seem to be all kinds of Lu Cheng related Lalang match.

There are Lu Cheng and Gu Yu, Lu Cheng and Lin Yige, and even Lu Cheng and the boss in the north of the city.

Jiang Sui clicked on Lu Cheng and Gu Yu's article. At the first floor, Gu Yu scumbag Lu Cheng, and Lu Cheng left disheartened. Ten years later, he returned to China with a child who looked like Gu Yu.

Jiang Sui was shocked.

He quickly backed out, and clicked on Lu Cheng and Lin Yige's posts. At the beginning, Lu Cheng was the young master, Lin Yige was the servant, and they were childhood sweethearts, but they had to be robbed of their marriage by the wealthy businessman Gu Yu.

Jiang Sui was dumbfounded.

He clicked on the posts of Lu Cheng and the boss of Chengbei. At the beginning, the boss of Chengbei smiled coldly, pinched Lu Cheng's chin, and his eyes were three parts indifferent, three parts cold and four parts indifferent: "Lu Cheng? How tall is he? very similar."

Jiang Sui looked at Lu Cheng, who was expressionless, and dropped his chopsticks.

Lu Cheng: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Sui was in a hurry, quickly clicked on the official voting post hidden in many articles, waved it in front of Lu Cheng, and changed the subject.

"Among so many people, which one does Teacher Lu like best?"

The light on the phone was a bit dim, Lu Cheng squinted his eyes, but couldn't see clearly, so he could only raise his hand to wrap around Jiang Sui's wrist.

It should be a social software for the masses. From top to bottom, Gu Yu, Lin Yige, Jiang Sui, and even people he doesn't know himself are used to vote for a so-called "official match".

Lu Cheng asked: "What is an official match?"

"It's the official match."

Jiang Sui modified his wording: "Similar to someone who seems more suitable in the eyes of the public."

"What software is this?"

"Post it." Jiang Sui teased him: "Are you trying to vote secretly?"

Lu Cheng held his mobile phone and wanted to vote.

"Hey hey."

Jiang Sui stretched out his hand to cover the screen, half threatening and half coquettish: "If you still use my phone in front of me, you can only choose me."

Lu Cheng moved his hand away: "If you don't choose, I'll take a look."

"No."

Jiang Sui looked at him pitifully: "I have the least votes in this building. If you don't vote for me, then no one will vote for me."

He drooped his brows and eyes: "Everyone else has so many votes, but I have the least votes."

Lu Cheng said: "This is just a virtual vote."

"But I want to win."

Jiang Suijiang told Lu Cheng plainly, "I want to be the one with the best relationship with you."

He directly confessed his desire/desire, but Lu Cheng felt that he was honest and cute. When he saw Jiang Sui, his eyebrows and eyes were always dyed with a little unconscious smile.

"You're already the best one."

Jiang Sui asked: "Can it be better?"

Lu Cheng's expression was empty for a second: "What?"

"Beyond friends, there are brothers; above brothers, there are lovers; above lovers, there are relatives."

Jiang Suizhang seemed unintentional: "It seems too early to say this now, but I think the one you like is the best one with you."

That heartburn came again.

It's like the two people are separated by a layer of something that can't be seen through. Something is about to come out, but Lu Cheng can't always grasp it.

He wondered several times, does Jiang Sui really know nothing?

But with the eyes of Shang Jiang Sui, he forgot everything.

He just repeated instinctively: "You're the best one."

Jiang Sui let out a half-smile, bowed his head to take a bite of the food, and said, "Are you still angry after eating?"

Lu Cheng poured a glass of water and waited quietly for his next sentence.

Jiang Sui looked at him slyly and smiled: "I brought clothes, do you want to see them?"

Lu Cheng instantly understood the meaning of his words, and almost choked on the water.

And his sudden upwelling of heat made him a little nervous.

Lu Cheng said, "Above the knee?"

"Those with white socks don't show much."

Jiang Sui raised his lips and said, "You don't really think of me as a girl, do you?"

"Even boys should pay attention to social distance."

"I'm not changing it in front of you. Besides, we're all brothers, so if you look at it, you won't lose a piece of meat."

Jiang Sui lowered his voice: "Do you want to see it?"

Lu Cheng took a sip of water and calmed down.

To Jiang Sui, they are indeed brothers, so there is no need to worry about these things.

"Ah."

When facing Jiang Sui, he always felt that he was a pervert.