For the rest of his life

Discussions about the cultivation system are meaningless, Lu Qiong thought, Xu Chenmu is already a fully grown individual, she is already 27 years old, she has no sense of cultivation, everyone is familiar with each other internally, looking at each other Being tireless is already a rare thing.

They have been together for seven years. After thinking about it, Xu Chenmu is so old. Lu Qiong feels urgently that she is raising a daughter.So——the so-called seven-year itch curse didn't fulfill much on them.So comforting herself, the phone buzzed, announcing its existence in the bag, extremely restless as if she was afraid that Lu Qiong would ignore it.

Xu Chenmu always turned her head to look at her mobile phone, as if she herself had a missed call, anxiously like an ant on a hot pot.Lu Qiong drove the car on his own, ignoring it.

"You have a phone."

"I know." Lu Qiong's voice was a little indifferent. The person at the other end seemed to give up and stopped. Xu Chenmu was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask. When he looked up, he had already entered the flower and bird market, and now it was crowded. Lonely, a few uncles were squatting at the door, guarding the birdcage and whistling. The tune of huh huh huh was accompanied by the hoarse lyrics of an unknown opera. Xu Chenmu ran out like a wild horse, and Lu Qiong parked the car aside. , not far or near, followed behind, glanced down, answered the phone, when Xu Chenmu turned around to look, only saw her somewhat lonely back and constantly moving lips, her brows furrowed more and then hung up angrily Telephone.

"what happened to you?"

"fine."

She didn't want to talk about Xu Chenmu, and she was too embarrassed to ask. After thinking about it, Lu Qiong would tell her anyway if she wanted to, and then this thought continued until she went through a lot of trouble to pick a pot of spider plants that looked healthier. , Lu Qiong probably made the first phone call, all with the same frown, as if there was something pressing on her heart that made her unable to let go.

Well, if Lu Qiong didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask. Xu Chenmu was sitting on the co-pilot with that bland spider plant in his arms, without wearing a seat belt. He tilted his head and looked at Lu Qiong, as if he owed a lot Like a debt of hundreds of millions, they looked worried, and then they were going to walk on the highway. Lu Qiong's phone kept ringing, as if she was involved in business affairs. , stopped the car, Lu Qiong picked up the phone and looked at it, and let out a bad breath: "It's past two o'clock."

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Chen looked at the sun, the smog was severe today, and the sun could not be seen. They lived in a remote place, but the air quality was still so bad. She began to envy Tang Yi for living in such a good place, I remembered Tang Yi and Lu Qiong standing together more and more, and felt that I was probably crazy.

"You are suddenly very quiet." Lu Qiong said.

"Ah, I was wondering if you are very busy, maybe you are the secretary of the President of the country or something, you have too many official duties, and you have to take care of me as a burden."

"You are not a burden..." Lu Qiong felt helpless.

"I always feel that I'm a burden..." Xu Chen sighed quietly, "For example, I always feel that I'm just a little bit worse than you in appearance, and I'm not good enough for you."

Lu Qiong couldn't tell whether it was Xu Chenmu's self-abandonment here or his talk here. After thinking about it, these words were not very serious at all, so he was about to say something, and the phone almost jumped out of his hand with a buzzing sound. She lowered her head, sighed deeply, and hugged Xu Chenmu. Her body was healthier than her face, and she went to a tree in the corner to make a phone call. Like Lu Qiong, Xu Chenmu felt very uncomfortable, that tree could hug Lu Qiong, but he could only hug potted flowers.

Finally Lu Qiong called back and went home.

Xu Chenmu felt that Lu Qiong was too serious, he was the kind of person who was very serious and rarely joked. When she went home, she put the flowers on the balcony, and looked down at Lu Qiong from the balcony. Jokingly said, I must die ugly after jumping off. You see, those good-looking people don’t look good after death. The profession of beautician should be carried forward after death.

So Lu Qiong looked at her worriedly, with a face like she was blocking him, then sighed, pushed her back, closed the balcony grille, and could only look at the lonely pot of Chlorophytum in the distance, not even the water. Did not have time to pour.Lu Qiong said that I will take care of you, don't think about what you have and what you don't.

Xu Chenmu thought, why do I want to have nothing left? Isn't life all about death? Xu Chenmu understood the expression. This is a poet and writer. Poets are always sentimental and full of emotions. It was him who made a fool of himself, and said strange things that made her misunderstand.

Suddenly a boy's face full of acne popped up in her mind, and then the boy was like a switch, with a bang, it brought a mess of miscellaneous memories, she suddenly remembered that this was elementary school, maybe junior high school, Or high school or university, it is possible for a boy in a period of time, who always wears gray socks in the impression, lifts the socks so high that they are about to be pulled up to the calf, and wears sneakers that will never be washed clean, for her Writing a love letter, or writing a love letter to someone else, she remembered that she read it, and described the person who received the love letter as a lily on the sun. Xu Chenmu remembered laughing for a long time, lilies grew on the sun, which was embarrassing It burned out before it grew, what a heroic love.

Thinking about it, I feel sad, what kind of life I am living, all I think of is these, the old-fashioned boy full of acne wrote a love letter to someone who may not be her, saying, ah, you are from the sun Lily is a plum in cold winter and a rose after sunset.She wanted to tell Lu Qiong about this matter, but after thinking about it, she always felt that Lu Qiong would criticize her for not being able to see literature and art, and would tell her that it was wrong, and then hold up her glasses like a Chinese teacher for her to read Analyze these things as you understand them.

Although Lu Qiong has never done this kind of thing, he looks like someone who can do it.

Especially when wearing glasses, he looked like a perverted professor. Xu Chenmu sat on the sofa with his diary in his arms and watched Lu Qiong kneel on the cushion and lower his head to write something. After answering the phone just now, he knelt down and looked for She took out a pen and paper to memorize something silently. She felt that it was not good for her to sit and kneel with Lu Qiong, so she squatted down and her eyes were at the same level as Lu Qiong's. Sad countenance.

"You look like Lin Daiyu." Xu Chenmu blurted out, but suddenly remembered, who is Lin Daiyu?Dazed for a while, Lu Qiong didn't notice this detail, and raised her eyes: "Get up, the ground is cold."

I've said this several times, won't Lu Qiong get bored? Xu Chenmu didn't feel the cold on the ground when squatting, tilting his head to look at Lu Qiong's moving silent lips, and then, a rare and precious sound overflowed from inside : "I see, I will go there tomorrow, and I will sort out the specific things at home, yes, it doesn't matter."

Do you co-authors also use language to communicate? It was all brain waves before?After thinking wildly for a long time, Lu Qiong threw her phone on the sofa, tilted her head to look at her, and then took off her glasses: "Starting from today, the diary is yours to write, is that okay?"

"Ah? I wrote it? Why did I write it all of a sudden? Is it a diary or something? It's a TV show or something. You want to delay the manuscript..." Xu Chenmu smiled extremely narrowly, Lu Qiong shook her head and put on a straight face: " I wrote it, but I don’t have an intuitive impression of you, write it yourself, and read it tomorrow, you may have an impression, I just thought of it suddenly.”

"Then I suddenly thought of something just now..." Xu Chen confessed the lily on the sun that he just remembered just now, and Lu Qiong raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "So it is like this."

"Why is this so? You don't know about this matter. I just imagined it!" Xu Chenmu felt cheated by himself, and got up angrily. You wrote a love letter, I was curious about what you wrote, but you never showed it to me, and then that boy—forget about him, today I know what the love letter is about.”

"What's the matter with the boy?" Xu Chenmu's ability to grasp the key points is second-to-none, his eyes lit up all of a sudden, Lu Qiong clasped his hands together and put them under his chin: "I've become your boyfriend."

Xu Chenmu regretted asking too many questions.

She didn't want to be a lily in the sun, she immediately looked as if she had eaten a fly, what day is this, and then another sentence from the love letter suddenly popped up in her mind, ah, it's like haggis soup in the world, delicious Brewing fragrance, I am here with you, ah, fate!

Lu Qiong is lying, did she go blind eight years ago and made lilies on the sun in the haggis soup in the world.

The author has something to say:

About the title of the article "1 Reasons to Deceive Readers"

I will write slowly.

It's not an off topic gimmick...