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"Uncle Lu." Wen Ning was a little shy, and the night wind brushed against his body, making him tremble involuntarily.

Lu Huansheng frowned slightly: "Sit down, why don't you wear a coat?"

There was a large temperature difference between day and night. Lu Huansheng handed Wen Ning the suit jacket that was put aside. His tone was like that of an old father who was worried about his child, and he even said seriously, "Put it on."

Wen Ning didn't refuse either. He smiled at Lu Huansheng, put on his coat, and sat on the chair opposite Lu Huansheng.

"I asked them to serve the supper." Lu Huansheng, "You are participating in the show, and there is no chili in the supper, and the portion is small."

Wen Ning was really hungry. After he sat down, he found that there was a very small bowl of noodles in front of him, which was only enough for him to eat two bites. Besides, there were other foods, such as a butcher shop with only a few slices.

But the taste is very fragrant, as if it came from the hands of a famous chef.

Wen Ning wiped his hands with the hot towel beside him, and then asked before picking up the chopsticks, "Don't Uncle Lu eat?"

Lu Huansheng smiled and said, "I don't exercise as much as you, so I'm not hungry."

Lu Huansheng asked again, "Why aren't you wearing a bracelet?"

Wen Ning: "I put it in my bag, it's easy to break when I'm dancing."

The Mohs hardness of jadeite is seven, which should not be brittle, but it is polycrystalline, and the hardness of each part is not necessarily uniform.

In addition to grinding and engraving, if it does not have a certain thickness, the bumps during dancing may cause it to shatter irregularly in the next second.

Lu Huansheng's eyes softened a lot: "Wait until the recording of the show is over before wearing it."

Wen Ning nodded. He quickly finished eating the noodles. The noodles are very soft and suitable for digestion. Although they are light, the taste is really not bad, at least not worse than the chef hired by the Wen family. He is still not full after eating the noodles. , but he wasn’t that hungry anymore, so he started to eat the butcher shop in small bites. The butcher shop was very fragrant, and it was estimated that it hadn’t become particularly hard after it was made. Wen Ning ate some other dishes until he felt eight When he was full, he stopped to eat, and then picked up the dessert on the side.

The dessert is milk fruit pudding. The gelatine is placed just right. The pudding is soft but not loose. There are many kinds of fruits, cut into small cubes of the same size, and the taste is very sweet.

Wen Ning ate very satiated, and his stomach was soothed.

Although he never complained when he was recording the show, and he could eat the food in the cafeteria, it was just a necessity for him to get energy and nutrition.

Only now, he is savoring the deliciousness of the food.

"Do you still like that bracelet?" Lu Huansheng asked.

After swallowing the pudding in his mouth, Wen Ning looked at Lu Huansheng, blushed and said, "I like it, I haven't worn a bracelet before, I will wear it in the future."

Wen Ning has never worn any accessories, and only wears them on fixed occasions. There are servants in the family who take care of his numerous but rarely useful accessories, such as brooches of various materials and limited-edition watches.

He is not like the second brother. The second brother likes cars, especially sports cars. Even if he doesn't drive himself, he still buys them and puts them away. Since the car accident, he has bought fewer cars, but he still buys them.

On the day of Wen Ning's coming-of-age ceremony, his eldest brother gave him a villa that perfectly fit his decoration aesthetics.

The second brother gave him one of his most beloved limited edition sports cars.

Dad gave him shares in the newly opened subsidiary company, and mother gave him a diamond necklace-let him take it to his girlfriend in the future.

Lu Huansheng also knew that Wen Ning never lacked anything since he was a child. Maybe Wen Ning didn't realize it, but the environment he lived in since he was a child, the people and things he came into contact with all made his view of money different from others.

For example, this string of bracelets, the expensive imperial green, may be just an insignificant decoration to Wen Ning, even if Wen Ning breaks or loses a small piece of emerald, he doesn't have to feel bad.

Wen Ning said seriously: "After the show is over, I will definitely wear it every day."

Brother Lu gave him the first gift, which was worth cherishing. Wen Ning suddenly asked softly, "Uncle Lu, do you have anything you like?"

He had wanted to give Lu Huansheng a gift for a long time, but he never knew what to give.

Wen Ning looked at Lu Huansheng, his eyes were big, and Lu Huansheng's face was reflected in his amber eyes, those eyes were focused, and the emotions inside were warm and direct.

He didn't hide or cover up anything, and he exposed his true self in front of Lu Huansheng every time.

Lu Huansheng pursed his lips, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.

Lu Huansheng's voice was hoarse: "Do you want to give me a present?"

Wen Ning was a little embarrassed. He smiled, as if embarrassed by his own clumsiness: "I wanted to give you a surprise, but I really can't think of what to give..."

Lu Huansheng: "I'm not short of money, so I don't need to send expensive things."

Wen Ning: "I know."

It is because there is no shortage of money, otherwise Wen Ning would not be so hesitant.

Lu Huansheng's voice was hoarse and deep: "It's better to do it yourself."

Wen Ning said stupidly "Huh?" His handiwork is really not that good. When he was a child, he made greeting cards for his parents and was ridiculed by his second brother. It would be better to just write a few words of blessing on a piece of paper.

But since Lu Huansheng said so, Wen Ning could only bite the bullet and agree: "Okay."

Lu Huansheng suddenly chuckled: "Don't take it too seriously."

Wen Ning is now full of thoughts about what he can make. His hands-on ability is really bad. The only thing he is good at is playing the piano. His world looks big, but it is actually very small. Wen Ning Firmly say to yourself: I will definitely be able to make a gift.

"I'll take you back when you're full, or you can stay overnight in a hotel nearby." Lu Huansheng stood up. He was always a gentleman, at least in the eyes of outsiders.

And his attitude towards Wen Ning can also be called elegant and considerate.

Like elders, but also like friends with a big age difference.

Wen Ning: "I'm full."

"I'll go back to the dormitory."

He felt that it was bad enough for him to sneak out for supper, and it would be even worse if he didn't go back to the dormitory.

Wen Ning was wearing Lu Huansheng's coat, and walked beside Lu Huansheng. They crossed the covered bridge, and Wen Ning quietly looked at Lu Huansheng's profile from the corner of his eye.

The light of the candlelight shone on Lu Huansheng's face, and he seemed to be in the intersection of light and darkness. Lu Huansheng's face was the most perfect face Wen Ning had ever seen, and there was nothing that Wen Ning found unattractive.

His brow bone, nose bridge, chin, every inch of skin and muscles on his face seemed to grow according to all Wen Ning's imagination of "beauty".

Wen Ning's eyes moved down, and he saw Lu Huansheng's hand. Lu Huansheng's hand had distinct joints, and it looked very strong.

By coincidence, Wen Ning stretched out his hand, and just as Wen Ning's fingertips were about to touch the back of Lu Huansheng's hand, he suddenly reacted and quickly withdrew his hand.

Lu Huansheng also noticed Wen Ning's abnormality, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ning pursed his lips and shook his head: "It's nothing."

But Wen Ning knew that today was a rare time to be alone with Lu Huansheng, so he racked his brains to find a topic: "I remember Uncle Lu's previous magazine interview, you were directed on the street..."

Lu Huansheng didn't seem to care about that part of the past, he smiled and said: "I just came out of the restaurant where I worked part-time."

What kind of good job can a 16-year-old boy find?

He has to pay his own living expenses and save money to pay for tuition. He is exhausted in the sea of ​​hardships of life. When the vines that change his destiny reach out to him, he grabs them without hesitation.

"To be precise, it wasn't me who was discovered by the director, but Teacher Feng." Lu Huansheng said, "I used to be your mother's teacher."

Lu Huansheng recalled that at that time, he was wearing cheap clothes bought from the night market, and he had just got off work, holding fried rice made from the stale ingredients left over from the restaurant that day. At that time, his biggest vision for the future was to graduate from high school. Go to university, find a job in a company, leave his hometown, and leave his so-called relatives.

"The teacher brought me into this industry. I was able to act in the first movie because of the teacher's connections and your mother's help." Lu Huansheng didn't seem to feel ashamed to talk about this past, but he was just stating, not recalling , there was no slightest emotional ups and downs in his voice.

Wen Ning: "Uncle Lu started work-study program when he was only 16 years old?"

Wen Ning knows that many students will work part-study programs. When they were abroad, many high school students began to work as cashiers in convenience stores and supermarkets.

Of course, Wenning had never tried it, but he thought it would be fun.

So of course, Wen Ning just felt that Lu Huansheng was experiencing life at that time.

Lu Huansheng seemed to be amused by Wen Ning's words: "Yes, work-study."

Wen Ning yawned a little, he was a little sleepy: "That must be very interesting."

Lu Huansheng: "It's very interesting."

Messy and dirty back kitchen, sticky greasy stains on the never-cleaned floor, all kinds of guests, littered paper towels and cigarette butts.

Rough swearing, drunken alcoholics, table-turning couples.

For Lu Huansheng many years ago, that was the whole world.

Even school is not a place where he can take a break.

The local reputation is the worst, the enrollment rate is the lowest, and the school cannot recruit enough students every year. No matter how enthusiastic the gardener is, he will eventually become a teaching robot without a word of nonsense.

The students fought and fought, and their biggest wish was to drop out of school as soon as possible to join the society. The male students played cards in class, and the female students used a signature pen to draw eyeliner on themselves.

People who may live in the sun will never imagine that there are such dark corners in the world.

Lu Huansheng looked at Wen Ning. Wen Ning was different from him. He lived in the sun and in the light. There is only one concept.

For a moment, Lu Huansheng almost cruelly thought, what would happen to Wen Ning if he were pulled into his world and let the darkness envelop him and occupy him?

But this thought only lasted for a moment.

Wen Ning said with some regret: "When I was studying, I never did a work-study program."

He has no chance to try, countless homework, the expectations of his parents, and the strict supervision of his elder brother. Apart from watching movies every night, he has no other time at all.

Apart from lack of time, his family would definitely not agree to his work-study program.

When they reached the parking lot, Zhou Zhiwen and the driver were gone, and Lu Huansheng drove him back in person.

After getting into the car, Wen Ning whispered, "Uncle Lu, you don't have to come here often..."

He originally wanted to say that he didn't need to come, but when he got to the point of his mouth, the word "often" was added.

Lu Huansheng stepped on the accelerator: "Come here every weekend? Huh?"

That "hmm" made Wen Ning lower his head involuntarily. He clasped his hands and intertwined his fingers, just like his current mood.

"Okay..." Wen Ning's voice was very low.

He had a strange feeling, which Wen Ning had never experienced before. His breathing was a bit short of breath. Obviously, the temperature in the car was just right, even slightly cool, but sweat was secreting from his forehead.

His heartbeat also suddenly increased, and the carriage turned into a closed space.

He seemed to be able to smell Lu Huansheng's body, whether it was the perfume or the fabric softener left on the clothes.

But it smelled good, and it surrounded Wen Ning everywhere. Wen Ning felt that the temperature was a little high, a little hot, so hot that he could hardly breathe.

"Uncle Lu, I want to open the window." Wen Ning said softly, in a begging tone.

Lu Huansheng frowned slightly: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Wen Ning reached out and touched his forehead, he felt beads of sweat: "It's a little hot."

Lu Huansheng pressed the car window.

Wen Ning let out a long and comfortable breath as the night wind blew in. His hair was blown by the night wind. Lu Huansheng looked at him from the corner of his eye. The street lamp shone on one side of his face, making him suddenly blurred.

Like a blurred dream in the middle of the night.

Wen Ning suddenly said, "I actually don't know if I like piano or not."

Probably because the atmosphere was just right at this time, or maybe because Wen Ning felt very safe, he finally found someone to confide in his heart that he had not told anyone.

"Dad seldom cares about me. When I was young, he rarely came home. He only stayed at home five days a month. He always went to other countries. My mother was better, but after I was 12 years old, she was not at home very much. Now, she is going to do charity and help children in impoverished areas."

Wen Ning: "Every Christmas when I was a child, I made a wish to Santa Claus. I don't want gifts that can fit in a stocking. I want my family to get together every day, even if it's just for breakfast or dinner."

"I know they love me, but..."

Wen Ning pursed his lips, and he sighed, feeling like a greedy child, he already had a lot, but he was still not satisfied.

"My parents asked me to practice the piano. At that time, they felt that I needed to develop some elegant hobbies. I tried the violin and the harp, and finally I practiced the piano because I have the most talent on the piano."

He didn't look at Lu Huansheng, but tilted his head and looked out the window: "I hardly choose what I like."

Only Lu Huansheng was chosen by himself.

It was his childhood, and now his "love".

It was the gentlest light in his short life.

The author has something to say: Wen Ning: "I love Uncle Lu deeply!"

Xiao Ning's respect for Brother Lu is probably the worship of idols, the longing for light, and the dependence on spiritual support.

There is still a gap between love and love for a lover.