know the enemy

Christmas day happened to be a holiday, Bai Yi went on a date with his little girlfriend, and used Lu Jia as a shield.

Lu Jia hadn't heard Bai Yi mention his girlfriend for a long time, and his first reaction was: "Ah? So you haven't broken up yet?"

Bai Yi patted him: "How are you talking? It's been fine."

Lu Jia sneered: "Sorry, I think your space has been quite quiet these past few months, I thought..."

Bai Yi rolled his eyes: "Apologizing is useless. As compensation, I order you not to go home before six o'clock tonight."

So Luke was tricked out like this.

With nowhere to go, he sat at KFC all afternoon and couldn't stay any longer. He sent a message to ask what Mu Wenran was doing. He thought that if Mu Wenran was at home, he would go find him.

Mu Wenran: [Buy books. ]

Luke: [? ? ? ]

Mu Wenran: [Buy books on West Street. ]

Luke: [! ! ! ]

Luke: [My God! ! ]

Mu Wenran: [? ]

Luke: [I'm on West Street! ]

Luke: [I beg you to take me back! ]

Mu Wenran: [Where is it? ]

Lu Jia reported the specific address, bit his straw and stared at the door until Mu Wenran came in, and he stood up immediately.

Mu Wenran tapped his head: "Let's go, I'll lead you back."

The two got on the bus and took their seats. Lu Jiafu whispered into Mu Wenran's ear, "I wanted to ask a long time ago, don't the big families in TV dramas have special buses to pick them up?"

Mu Wenran turned his head to look at him, and Lu Jia stared at him eagerly: "What about you?"

Mu Wen was dumbfounded.

"Just watch the TV series." Mu Wenran said, "My family does have a driver."

Lu Jia: "Where's the driver?" He didn't see it once.

"It's nothing to do with me to send my dad to the company."

Lu Jia said "ah" and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, the bus is pretty good, isn't it?"

Mu Wenran pressed his forehead and made him look at him: "What are you thinking?"

Lu Jia flattened his mouth: "Nothing."

When he arrived at Mu's house, Lu Jia saw that the nanny was not there, so Sa Yazi ran to the living room to turn on the TV, sat on the sofa and pressed the remote control.

"Mu Wenran, do you want to see the animal world?"

"Look at what?"

"You don't want to watch it once you see it, so watch a TV show with me."

Mu Wenran put the book in the room, and asked as he went downstairs: "...you don't read Xiaowanzi anymore?"

Lu Jia raised his head to look at him: "Do you want to see it?"

Mu Wenran shook his head, "Let's read yours." He bought a reference book today to read.

Seeing that he was holding a book in his hand, Lu Jia turned down the volume of the TV a little: "You can go back to your room and read it, I'm fine here alone."

Mu Wenran didn't listen to him, and sat on the other side of the sofa.

Lu Jia looked at him a few times and then watched the TV a few times. After repeating this, Mu Wenran finally raised his head: "Why are you the same as when you were a child?"

Luke couldn't hear such words: "I'm fourteen."

"Want to play checkers?"

"What kind of checkers are you playing? Playing checkers...don't play."

Mu Wenran nodded: "It's indeed different."

Lu Jia was angry, turned his head to focus on watching TV, and never looked at Mu Wenran again.

After a while, Mu Wenran poked him, and he turned his head: "Why?"

"I'm cooking."

"Go."

"You used to come to the kitchen with me."

It was the first time Lu Jia knew that Mu Wenran knew how to cook, and he really walked around Mu Wenran, helping Mu Wenran get vinegar and soy sauce, and asked him, "Brother, is it a bit of a hindrance for me to stand here?", Mu Wenran said no, so he was relieved and continued to follow behind Mu Wenran.

Lu Jia propped his chin: "You say it's the past, people will grow up!"

Not long after Mu Wenran entered the kitchen, he saw Lu Jia leaning on the sofa, looking at him secretly, only showing a pair of eyes.

Still the same as before, the eyes always revolved around him.

Mu Wenran couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, which made him feel a strange sense of satisfaction. Although Lu Jia had many secrets that he would not tell him now, he would still look at himself.

Mu Wenran cooked early, and thanks to the early cooking, after five o'clock, the sky outside was still hazy and before it was completely dark, all the lights in the room were turned off.

The two of them had already finished their meal and were clearing away the dishes when suddenly the power went out, both of them were taken aback.

Lu Jia quickly realized that he took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight. The light reflected Mu Wenran's face, which was no different from the past. His face was pale, but the corners of his mouth drooped slightly.

"Go to the living room, the living room is a little brighter."

There were many lamps in Mu Wenran's room, but no one suggested going upstairs to get them.

When the surroundings became dark, Lu Jia put the phone in the middle of the coffee table.

"How long will it take to call?"

Mu Wenran shook his head, and said after a while: "It's getting dark, otherwise you should go home first."

Luke turned his head: "What about you?"

Mu Wenran chuckled: "Want me to see you off?"

"That's not true." Lu Jia frowned at him, opened his mouth twice and closed it, finally bit his lip, and fell on the sofa.

He said, "Mu Wenran, are you a bastard?"

Mu Wenran replied to him: "No."

"Yes."

"That is."

Lu Jia was discouraged, the darkness gave him a lot of courage, he turned his back, not letting himself face the light source: "Yesterday... you actually wanted to ask, what is the relationship between me and Feng Yucen?" After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but He looked towards Mu Wenran, Mu Wenran's face was half buried in the shadow, and he couldn't see his expression.

"Yes." Seeing Lu Jia turn his face away, Mu Wenran took the initiative to explain, "It's nothing to fall in love, and I won't object, Lu Jia, I just don't want you to keep something from me."

"I really have nothing to do with her," Lu Jia tried to make his tone more normal, "just ordinary friends. That's not why I lost my temper with you that day. I'm just a little unhappy. You always treat me like a child. I'm already fourteen, and I'm in the second year of junior high..."

Lu Jia sighed as he spoke. He sighed tremblingly, suppressing his emotions, but his eyes were still hot: "Do you think I am very naive? But look, I told you everything... I have everything tell you."

"I know, Lu Jia." Mu Wenran seemed to get closer, and his gentle voice calmed his emotions, "I know."

"What about you, aren't you afraid of the dark?" Lu Jia suddenly raised his head, the faint light of the phone illuminated his flickering eyes, "You don't tell me anything, I discovered everything about you by myself.

"You are afraid of the dark, you don't eat winter melon, and when you play checkers, you always let me take a few steps while I'm not paying attention..." His eyes became brighter, covered with mist, his voice trembled a little, and he even lost his temper. "Do I need you to let me?"

Mu Wenran thought of meeting Lu Jia for the first time, the white and soft dumpling approached him very persistently.He thought this child was very interesting, so he let him walk into his territory, and gradually began to care, take care of and pet him.

He thought that if Luke really grows up one day and doesn't want to be bound by himself, then he can let go at any time. He left room for himself and Luke...

He thought well.

"You are a bastard, you must be." Tears still fell after all, Lu Jia spurned himself in his heart, "If you find me annoying, tell me earlier... But I know it's not like that, you still come to the square after dark Come to me, you won't be angry if I scold you..." Lu Jia closed his eyes, his eyelashes were wet with tears, "I'm just a little sad, you didn't tell me anything."

Mu Wenran suddenly didn't want Lu Jia to fall in love anymore, didn't want anyone to distract him, and hoped that all his attention would be on himself.

Nothing belongs to him.

But Luke was his.

"I've worked so hard, at least give me a little response." Lu Jia raised his hand and gestured "a little bit" to himself, leaving a pitifully small gap between his fingers, "Just a little bit is fine. "

It seemed to be getting dark very quickly today, the surroundings were silent, only a faint light flickered in the living room.

Mu Wenran put his forehead on Lu Jia's shoulder: "Sorry, what do you want to know? I'll tell you everything."

How could it be possible to let go.

Couldn't let go of him at all.