Can't tell the truth from the fake

"Bell——bell—" the ear-piercing ringing suddenly rang in Lu Xi's ears. He frowned while lying on the bed, and unconsciously grasped the bedside table with his hand on the bedside. After touching the alarm clock, he quickly pressed it. .

The bell stopped.

Lu Xi turned over, and the frivolous Xia Liang was pressed under his white and straight long legs. He closed his eyes tightly and breathed steadily, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Bell - bell - bell -"

The second alarm clock he set before going to bed last night started its work. Lu Xi struggled to move his waist and covered his head with a pillow.

"Bell——bell—" the ringing tormented his fragile ears persistently, and he got up abruptly, picked up the alarm clock and slapped it hard.

"Fuck!" Lu Xi sat on the edge of the bed and stared at his eyes, his curly hair was messed up by him. "Things like alarm clocks are so fucking anti-human!"

It's just a complaint, he is actually very glad that he had the foresight to set the alarm clock, otherwise he might have missed the afternoon plane.

— After all, it is already ten past twelve noon.

Lu Xi swayed into the bathroom with his eyes closed like a ghost, as if he would fall to the ground and fall asleep at any moment.

However, half an hour later, he appeared in front of the standing mirror placed at the entrance of the villa, neatly dressed and energetic, and brushed off the slightly messy bangs on his forehead.

He carried his navy blue backpack, raised one corner of his mouth in front of the mirror, revealed a wicked smile, and whistled softly.

"Go home! Let's go!"

Lu Xi has always had a habit that is not a habit.

——Whether it is by intercity bus, train, ship, or even plane.On any long-distance transportation, he likes to buy a big bag of snacks and watch the scenery along the way while eating.

This time was no exception. He went to a nearby large supermarket, pushing a shopping cart and throwing all kinds of food into it.

"Potato chips? The seaweed flavor is good, and you can also have a barbecue flavor."

"Vanilla pudding, come here."

"Bread...what's it like?" Lu Xi turned over the purple packaging bag and said in surprise, "Purple sweet potato? Gu Wen likes it!"

He took four breads in one go and put them into the shopping cart, and then picked up the milk drink placed on the other side.

The drink comes in two flavors, a light yellow banana flavor and a blue blueberry flavor.

Lu Xi picked up the two bottles and raised his eyebrows, "One bottle for two people, just right."

As he spoke, he took another bag of purple potato bread and put it in together.

After wandering around in the supermarket for nearly two hours, Lu Xi came out with two big shopping bags.

He looked at the snacks he carefully selected, and he couldn't laugh or cry - at least half of them were the ones Gu Wen liked to eat before.

"After all, he is the boss. I'm working for him, right. It's not good for me to eat alone." He said to himself, stopped a taxi, and told the driver to drive to the airport.

The taxi painted yellow was speeding along the highway, and Lu Xi looked out of the window at the fleeting fields and flat rivers, and the tall and straight and lush forests, feeling a little dazed.

He lived in the United States for nearly a year, and since he was forced to hide in California, he never returned to his homeland.

Now, he doesn't know whether it's the timidity of being close to his hometown or the fear that he will be emotionally affected by the scene. Every time he thinks of the G city that he is about to return to, he is not only excited, but also a little apprehensive.

I don't know how the people who used to be acquainted are now, and whether the streets and alleys that have traveled through countless times are still the same as in memory.

I don't know if Gu Wen's fiancée...is as gentle, virtuous, beautiful and generous as he imagined, and will be by his side when he needs it.

I heard that they will get engaged when they return to China.

He's going to marry someone else...

Lu Xi covered his eyes dejectedly, revealing his slightly pursed lips.

May you be happy.

Mydarling.

***

"Cousin, why hasn't this person arrived yet?" A young boy sat on a silver-gray suitcase and looked around. In front of him was a man in a thin black trench coat.

The man held a newspaper and read it with his head down. He gently pushed the silver metal frame with his fingers, and ignored the boy.

The boy didn't care much, looked at his watch, and muttered: "It's almost three o'clock, and you still haven't come."

At this time, the man's cell phone rang suddenly, and the bright and joyful harp music echoed in the business waiting room.

He took out his mobile phone to take a look, pressed the answer button, and after a while, he hummed lightly and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" The boy looked at the man curiously with brown eyes, "Who is it?"

The man didn't answer him, but said in a cold voice: "You go to the airport hall to pick up Chinning."

The boy walked out of the waiting room in response, searched around, and soon saw a familiar figure beside the elevator.

"Chinning! Hi Chinning!"

Lu Xi followed the voice and looked forward, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Ji Chong?"

Ji Chong waved his hands vigorously at him, walked quickly, and shouted loudly: "Come on! We are going to check in for the plane!"

"Sorry, I'm stuck in traffic." Lu Xi rubbed his forehead with some shame, and waved the bag full of snacks at Ji Chong, "Let's eat together when we get on the plane."

Ji Chong stared at the two big bags with wide eyes. He flipped through them roughly, and looked at Lu Xi with contempt: "Are you a primary school student? This is not a spring outing."

"It's a habit, you don't understand. Only snacks can fill the emptiness in my heart during the long journey." Lu Xi pretended to be profound.

Ji Chong rolled his huge eyes and walked forward quickly, leaving Lu Xi with a back that refused to communicate.