In the warm yellow room, the chestnut-haired boy curled up on the black and blue checkered bed, with his pliable back arched in a clear curve.
Outside the door, Lu Shenxing stared at him with gloomy eyes for a few seconds, stepped forward and walked in, placing his palm on the boy's curled ankle.
The Lifa boy seemed to be stimulated, his body trembled suddenly, followed by fierce resistance. He turned around and saw the man's eyes soften at an unacceptable speed, with a warm|hot touch|feel falling on him. Between the eyebrows, accompanied by a low voice, "Good night."
Lu Shenxing returned to his room, and the unforgettable throbbing was released with a bang, and he wiped his face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
Adding up to the three lives, he has experienced the feeling countless times without touching the door.
For middle school students, the winter vacation is not only very short, but also a large number of homework test questions and tutoring, occupying all their time.
Shi Changan is very busy. Apart from finishing his homework for several subjects, the rest of the time is spent on piano lessons.
And Shi Changle was relaxed. He found that the way his father looked at him was different from before. He was focused as if he could only see him and couldn't tolerate anything else. He liked it very much.
"Daddy, are you free today? Can you go skiing with me?"
Lu Shenxing looked up from the newspaper, "Okay."
Shi Changan stopped walking downstairs and quickly picked it up. He changed his shoes and said when he opened the door, "Daddy, I'm out."
Seeing the black-haired boy staring at him, Lu Shenxing was about to say something when Shi Changle pulled him to look at several racing cars in the magazine. It seemed that he had forgotten something. He didn't remember.
The housekeeper at the back hesitated to say something. He wanted to remind the young master that today is the first day that the young master participated in the competition. Didn't you agree to watch it last night?
"Uncle Zhang, I'm a little thirsty." Shi Changle stretched his voice, "Go get me a glass of juice."
The butler screamed, busy going to the kitchen to prepare juice for him.
There was heavy snow outside, Shi Changan squinted his eyes, snow flew on his eyelashes, heavy and a little wet, he blinked, his vision blurred a lot.
The "Xingle Cup" piano competition has attracted the attention of major schools during this winter vacation. The selected students will inevitably be a little nervous today, and the parents are even more nervous than them.
It is common for parents to take time off to accompany them. In some cases, grandparents, grandparents, grandparents and uncles swarmed around a child. Shi Changan was alone. The teacher asked strangely, "Changan, did your parents not come?"
Shi Changan shook his head, a gust of wind blew from behind him, panting against the back of his neck, "Here comes!"
"Hello, Teacher Beauty, I'm Chang'an's eldest brother." Huang Kuo squeezed his eyes toward Shi Changan, who was running along, "Big brother, come and cheer for you."
Shi Changan saw that he was still panting, and he twitched his mouth and said, "You are two months and nine days younger than me."
If you have a conscience, you haven’t forgotten my birthday. Huang Kuo grinned happily and put his arms around Shi Chang’an’s shoulders. Until now, I’m all at the same table, so I’ve got to come here, right?
Shi Changan raised his eyes lightly, poor?It was the first time that he heard this word from Huang Kuo. He is disease-free, able to eat and sleep, and can do what he wants to do. If he is not interested, he doesn’t need to waste energy and time, just stick to his dreams. No need to worry about life, what's so pitiful?
"Chang'an, get ready!" The teacher came over and urged, "I will be at you soon."
Shi Changan wore a white suit, his black hair was smoothly close to his neck, and his delicate brows and eyebrows were on his face with peace of mind.
Huang Kuo, who was standing there like the big Buddha, said twice, "Changan, you are so handsome." He smiled handsomely with his arms around him, "Ah, but it's still a bit worse than me."
"Yeah, you're handsome out of space." With a teasing, Shi Changan took out his mobile phone from his backpack. There were no text messages or missed calls, and his eyebrows frowned.
The host's mellow voice sounded, reporting the information of the next player.
Shi Changan sat in front of the piano and looked at the auditorium unconsciously. He condensed his feelings of loss, put his white and slender hands on the keys, and a string of brisk and jumping notes flowed out from his fingers.
Huang Kuo looked at the elegant and calm figure on the stage. He could pat his chest and tell everyone, look, this is my brother.
The smooth melody drifted in the hall, when it was high-pitched and vigorous, but softly and softly, when the last note fell, Shi Changan got up and bowed, and he left in fierce applause.
Huang Kuo, who was waiting there, thumbed up, "Great!"
Shi Changan wiped his face with a wet tissue, and he suddenly asked, "Huang Kuo, do you have food with you?"
"You didn't eat anything in the morning, did you?" Huang Kuo widened his eyes and said angrily, "You deserve your stomach upset."
That's what he said, but he ran out quickly and gave Shi Changan the bread and mineral water he bought when he returned. "Fortunately, I took a few steel jumpers in my pocket in the morning."
"Take you to dinner tomorrow." Shi Changan nibble on the bread, his tongue rolled away the bean paste on it.
"Hey, that's what you said." Huang Kuo rubbed the thick callus on his hand, "Chang'an, it doesn't matter what you really are when I know you until now."
"Isn't there before." Shi Changan's voice was vague, or Huang Kuo had heard it all. He looked curious, "Now there?"
Shi Changan buried his head and ate the last bite of bread. He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank, his tone was simple and clear, "Yes."
"..." Huang Kuo swallowed, "If I ask you, you wouldn't say it?"
"Smart." Shi Changan smiled.
Huang Kuo rolled his eyes and took out the last steel jumper to play with. He waited with Shi Changan for the result of the game. When he went out, he said, "I didn't write a word for my homework. I count on you."
"I haven't..." Shi Changan's phone rang before he finished speaking, and a low voice came from the other end, "How about the game?"
Shi Changan was stunned, "It's okay."
Lu Shenxing, who was already on the road, turned the steering wheel, "Daddy will pick you up."
"Good." Shi Changan's mouth was slightly bent.
"Your dad is here?" Huang Kuo jumped on the spot, "Hey Changan, what do you think of my hairstyle?"
Shi Chang Anxun glanced at him, "Not very good."
Huang Kuo immediately turned his back and took a close look at the large motorcycle mirror next to him. "Your dad seems to have a good impression of me when I go home for a long time."
From more than ten o'clock in the morning until dark, the cell phone hasn't rang and can't be contacted.
Shi Changan was sitting on the stone steps of the flower bed, his face a little unclear under the dim street lamp.
Putting down the gnawed mess of fingernails, Huang Kuo gritted his teeth, "Changan, I must go home now, otherwise my empress mother will be very anxious."
"Contact you tomorrow." Shi Changan said.
Huang Kuo, who had ran a few steps, turned his head and said uneasy, "Chang'an, your dad must have forgotten it. You can take a taxi home.
Shi Changan tightened the corners of his lips, revealing stubbornness that he didn't even notice.
A beam of light came from a distance, passing by the shadow in front of Shi Changan's eyes, and he suddenly raised his head, revealing his cold face.
Lu Shenxing opened the door and got out of the car. After searching for people, he thought that the child was crying, and his pace sped up unconsciously, "Daddy is late for something."
Shi Changan got up, "It's okay."
"I'm hungry, take you to eat." Lu Shenxing stretched out his hands to put Shi Changan's armpits, picked him up, and explained in a mysterious way, "It is because Changle has eaten badly and feels sick."
On the cold winter night, Shi Changan's mind was full of this sudden embrace, warmer and more generous than he thought.
Compared to the cold and humid outside, the restaurant is much warmer. Lu Shenxing took off his coat and placed it on the back of his chair. He ordered a few dishes and rice. He really forgot about Shi Chang’an’s game today. Later, he remembered and caught up with Shi. The Changle thing, this will pantothe acid water in the hungry stomach.
The boy sitting across from him lowered his head, his long curly eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, and his body was quiet and restrained.
An unprovoked sense of familiarity hovered in his heart. Lu Shenxing doubted his detection that day for no reason. On the way home, the familiarity became stronger. From the second day on, he secretly noticed and felt more and more. The results obtained are exactly the opposite of what the eyes see.
Lu Shen walked to the sofa and touched Shi Changle who was lying on it, rubbing his ankle with his hand||, "You don't feel it?"
After eating the potato chips, Shi Changle smiled and nodded, "Yes." He pointed to an ankle, pouted and said, "Daddy, there is a red bump here. I don't know if it was bitten by a bug and itchy. ."
Before you touch the three words, the person in front of you has already left.
Shi Changle ran into the room anxiously, "Brother, Daddy seems to be angry, can you go and see, OK? I'm afraid Daddy scolds me." Seeing Shi Changan didn't pay attention to him immediately, he was unhappy to take the other party away. The book in his hand, "Brother, did you hear what I said?"
Shi Changan raised his eyes, "Changle, give me the book."
Not knowing what was going on, Shi Changle was inexplicably scared. He wrinkled the book in his hand and threw it on the table vigorously, "Here you are!"
Shi Changan smoothed the wrinkles of the book and put them back in the drawer, silently opened the door and went out.
Shi Changle, who was standing in the same place, had a little frustration. What happened to Brother just now?So strange, isn't it just a comic book?
Shi Changan went to the second floor, stopped in front of the half-open door, then raised his hand and knocked a few times before walking in. The smell of smoke made him frown.
"Daddy, are you in a bad mood?" Shi Changan looked at the man sitting in the chair and said softly, "I'm not in a good mood."
Lu Shenxing smoked||He smoked, frowning, and said nothing.
"Nobita failed the exam again." Shi Changan said helplessly, "Too stupid."
Lu Shenxing was dumbfounded by his expression, and the haze on his face disappeared a lot. He pinched off the cigarette butt and let out a sigh of relief.
"Daddy wants to eat the spicy cabbage and steamed buns you made."
Shi Changan was taken aback, then smiled, "Then I will get it now."