deep desire

After leaving the hospital, they then went to the police station, and after finishing the notes, it was already noon.

We had lunch at a nearby restaurant, and when we left, Feng Si mentioned that there was a flea market nearby, and asked Lu Jingshen if he wanted to visit it.

"I went there once when I came here. There are a lot of interesting things. Are you interested?"

Lu Jingshen didn't really care, Feng Si wanted to go, so he followed him.

The flea market is in a nearby square, with scattered stalls selling everything, and pedestrians are passing by, chatting and asking prices.

A place full of city life.

Although this scene was rare for Lu Jingshen, it was not unfamiliar. He had followed Feng Si to similar places before.

When they were in Africa, they passed by a certain city and came across such a gathering. They stopped by and bought a bunch of local specialties, including the leather rope that he had been wearing on his wrist all these years.

It was a leather rope hand-tanned from a special local rhinoceros hide. The vendor who sold it to them said that wearing it would bring them good luck. The price was very cheap. He and Feng Si bought one.

Lu Jing didn't know if the leather strap would really bring good luck. After Feng Si casually helped him put it on his wrist, he never took it off in the past seven years.

It wasn't until the sudden reunion with Feng Si, perhaps because of guilt that he left without saying goodbye, that he took off the leather rope and put it away.

While Lu Jing was in a daze, Feng Si leaned over to him: "Are you in a daze again?"

The approaching breath made Lu Jing subconsciously want to look away, Feng Si stretched out his hand to support one side of his cheek, but he didn't let him do so: "What are you thinking?"

Lu Jing turned to him with deep eyes: "It's nothing, what do you want to buy?"

"just looking around."

Feng Si threw out this sentence, wrapped his arms around his waist, and carried him forward.

In the presence of a large crowd, such an intimate act made Lu Jing feel a little uncomfortable, Feng Si's voice fell close to him: "That's it, there are too many people here, be careful to get separated, or run into someone who is looking for trouble again."

Lu Jing was deeply convinced and no longer resisted.

Feng Si was in high spirits along the way, stopping from time to time in front of those stalls to pick and choose, bargaining with people.

Lu Jingshen was not very interested in the things he was selling, so his eyes fell on Feng Si from time to time, paying attention to the upward curve of the corner of his mouth and the color of the afternoon sun on his eyebrows.

After shopping around, Feng Si was quite restrained today, and only bought a few things, but they were all things that were beyond Lu Jing's expectations.

A vintage gramophone, two vinyl records, and a collection of poems published in the last century.

Lu Jing didn't know how to comment: "...you bought these?"

"Can't you?" Feng Si smiled and raised his eyebrows.

Lu Jingshen: "It's not like your style."

Feng Si asked him: "So what is my style? Is not serious? Playing hooligans? Playing around?"

Lu Jing was a little speechless, Feng Si said it himself, what else did he say.

"Actually, I'm quite serious occasionally." Feng Si said, "Don't you think so?"

Lu Jingshen was completely speechless: "Do you still want to go shopping after shopping? Or go back?"

Feng Si nodded casually: "Then go back."

That kind of thing happened last night, and he didn't want to stay outside for too long.

In the end, when he went back to Fengsi, he found that he had been cheated, and the old gramophone couldn't be used at all.

Lu Jing's eyes were deep and mocking, as if he was mocking that he would also overturn his car sometimes.

Feng Si didn't care much at first, but Lu Jingshen's vivid expression made his heart itch, he rubbed her into his arms, and pressed him to kiss him.

In a long and greasy kiss, Feng Si's tongue entangled repeatedly in Lu Jing's deep mouth, licking every inch of soft flesh between his lips and tongue.

When Lu Jing couldn't help being suffocated, Feng Si let him go, backed away slightly, raised his hand, and brushed the corner of his lips with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll settle it with you at night."

Lu Jing's deep eyes moved: "You should fix the gramophone first, or you bought it for nothing."

Feng Si: "This is simple."

It was easy to say, but in the next half of the afternoon, Feng Si spent all his time dealing with this gramophone.

Lu Jingshen didn't intend to help, and he couldn't help either.

In the evening, he received a reply from the domestic side. The owner of the email account has been confirmed. It is an assistant next to Li Wenzhong who was forced to retire by him last month.

In the past half a month, he was abroad, and there was indeed a lot of changes in the company. Lu Jingqing suppressed it, and didn't tell him for fear of disturbing his rest.

Lu Jingshen directly dialed Lu Jingqing's phone number.

Feng Si, who was repairing things, glanced sideways at him, but said nothing.

After the call was connected, Lu Jing spoke straight to the point about what happened last night. Lu Jingqing, who was a little drowsy on the other end of the phone, woke up instantly, and asked him nervously, "Then how are you? Are you injured? Did the gangsters catch you? Nothing? Do you want me to go over?"

"I'm fine. Everyone has been taken away by the police. Feng Zhu's friends have some friendship with their people, so they won't do this business again." Lu Jingshen simply explained.

Lu Jingqing was still worried: "That still can't be taken lightly. You should go back to China early. I'm sure Li Wenzhong ordered someone to do it. I'll call the police now."

"It's useless," Lu Jingshen reminded her. "There is no solid evidence. The incident happened abroad. You can't do anything to him. Has he been contacting other shareholders and directors in private lately?"

Lu Jingqing: "You all know that he really doesn't give up and wants to come back to the company. I thought he was just playing around, but I didn't expect him to be so bold as to do such a thing."

"If I'm not wrong," Lu Jing said deeply, "when the news of my kidnapping and disappearance spreads back to China, he should soon ask people to propose a board meeting to elect a new director. Dad is not in good health now, and they may want to send him to the board of directors. You push yourself to the position of chairman, and you control the company by controlling you."

Lu Jingqing sneered: "That also requires them to have this ability, Ah Shen, I said we are a family, no matter how close I was to Li Wenzhong before, I would never allow him to deal with you like this, do you believe me?"

"I didn't tell anyone else about it except you," Lu Jing said calmly, "I want to return to China after a while, and I can only push these things to you."

Lu Jing understood clearly: "Are you planning to follow the plan and wait for them to make trouble at the board meeting before liquidating with them?"

Lu Jingshen did not deny it.

Lu Jingqing quickly responded: "Okay, I know what to do, you should be more careful there, even if there are bodyguards around, don't go out casually, just leave the company's affairs to me."

Lu Jingshen also reminded her to be safe and hung up the phone.

Covering Feng Si's body, he walked along his phone, opened WeChat, and helped him send the word "thank you" to Lu Jingqing.

"Please help me, be polite, thank you, these two words are the most basic." He educated Lu Jingshen.

Lu Jing frowned deeply, and Feng Si handed him the phone back: "I told your sister about the matter without any hesitation, do you really trust her so much?"

"You don't trust Feng Ting?" Lu Jingshen asked him back.

Feng Si smiled: "I really don't trust that little girl, it's good enough that she doesn't make trouble for me, how dare I trust her."

Lu Jingshen ignored his joke and explained: "My father is not in good health. My mother and younger brother don't care about the company's affairs. She and I can only trust each other."

This should be the first time that Lu Jingshen is willing to talk about his family affairs with himself, although there are only a few words.

Feng Si said: "Your family relationship is very good? Can you let me meet? Does that 'other' include your family members?"

Lu Jing paused deeply, avoiding his gaze: "...we'll talk about it later."

Feng Si threw a mint candy into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and stared at him.

Lu Jingshen's expression was a little uncomfortable, and he insisted on not letting go.

After a brief silence, Feng Si changed the subject: "Has your vacation been extended?"

Lu Jing nodded deeply: "Yes."

"Is that a blessing in disguise? What are your plans next? Do you want to go somewhere else? England? Go to my house."

Feng Si's tone sounded like a casual suggestion.

Lu Jing pursed her lips deeply.

"Forget it, your sister doesn't worry about you going out casually, so just stay here honestly."

After Feng Si finished speaking, he got up and continued to deal with the phonograph.

Lu Jing was stunned, and followed, Feng Si disassembled the parts, squatted on the ground and slowly wiped the spring.

Lu Jing squatted down with him hesitantly, Feng Si glanced over and saw that he didn't move.

Lu Jingshen: "...what to do?"

"Should I ask you what to do?" Feng Si was helpless and funny, "Boss Lu, you are blocking the light."

Lu Jingshen was slightly embarrassed and moved a little to the side.

He looked like he had done something wrong with a guilty conscience, he wanted to please others, but he couldn't do it awkwardly.

Feng Si: "Don't move, the more you move, the less I'm in the mood to do it, come here and be honest."

Lu Jingshen felt a little relieved, and obediently moved to his other side: "Do you want me to help?"

"Didn't you plan to help before?" Feng Si asked him with a smile, "What can you help? Can you tell what these things are?"

Lu Jing was deeply embarrassed, Feng Si raised his chin at him: "Go get me a bottle of water."

Lu Jingshen said "OK" and stood up.

When he came back 5 minutes later, he had an extra bottle of mineral water in his hand and handed it to Feng Si.

It's rare that Lu Jingshen is so eloquent, Feng Si deliberately teased him: "I'm a little hungry, go and get me a sandwich."

Lu Jing took a deep look at him, turned around and went downstairs.

The third time, Feng Si said he wanted tissues again, but Lu Jingshen still went to get them.

"anything else?"

He had probably seen that Feng Si was playing with himself, so he had a good temper and didn't care about it: "You make it clear once, and I'll go and get them all for you."

Feng Si put it away when he saw it, and stretched out his hand to grab him: "No need, aren't you tired from running around? Just stay here."

Lu Jingshen didn't say anything more, squatted down beside him, and picked up the book of poems beside him.

Turned a few pages and put it down.

Even he is not very interested in this kind of thing, he doesn't like it.

Lu Jing's deep eyes fell back to the people around him, quietly watching him work.

Half an hour later, after putting the last part back, Feng Si clapped his hands: "It should be repaired, do you want to try?"

Lu Jing nodded deeply.

Feng Si carried the gramophone onto the table, put the vinyl record he bought on it, and gently shook the handle.

The singing voice with delicate sound quality penetrates the years, and slowly flows out with the frequency of the record rotation.

Return home.

The low-pitched male voice sang the same sentence affectionately repeatedly, calling for the return of the lover.

Lu Jing listened quietly for a moment, slightly absent-minded.

Feng Si's breath approached from behind, and his wet and warm breath fell on his ear, followed by a soft hum.

Lu Jing was deeply aware of an itch, and Feng Si's voice hit his eardrums gently, making his heart tremble.

return home

Formy hearts want you only

Lu Jing turned around deeply, hugged Feng Si's neck, and approached him.

Sealed with a kiss.

He also sealed back more words that he couldn't bear.

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"returntome" - Dean Martin