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In the box of a noodle shop on the corner of the street.

A 25-year-old boy was drinking hot soup from a porcelain bowl with a rim larger than his face. Although he was eating in an exaggerated manner, he made no sound. Beside him, the boy put the empty soup bowl on the table with a snap, his nimble eyes lit up when he saw the bowl full of noodles, and his handsome face full of collagen was facing the boss who was already a middle-aged uncle Smiling, thank you crisply, the uncle's heart trembled, he turned around and walked out.

When Gu Xichuan came to the appointment according to the timing, Luo Er's pork rib noodles had no ribs and only noodles left.

He swallowed the meat in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a tissue to make sure it was clean, pushed away the chair and got up: "You are here, Mr. Gu."

Gu Xichuan couldn't stand the ubiquitous smell of oily smoke in this noodle shop, he covered his nose with a handkerchief, Luo Er understood something, turned to the corner and turned on the air purifier specially provided for the private room.

"Why did you invite me to a place like this?"

Even if Gu Xichuan's next restaurant is a Michelin-level noodle restaurant, he has never been to this kind of small street shop.

"I've been craving this for a long time, and it's rare to go back to China. I wish I could eat these noodle soups every now and then." Luo Er picked up the kettle and poured Gu Qichuan a glass of lemonade, and when he handed it over, he didn't forget to say: "The glass is clean. of."

Even so, Gu Qichuan still didn't touch the glass of water, he has a mild obsession with cleanliness.

He asked, "Are you planning to settle down when you return to China?"

Luo Wei shook his head and explained with a smile: "My sister is still in the hospital in England, how can I go back to China and settle down?"

"I came back only because... I couldn't get out of the past script." He said, touching Gu Xichuan's fingertips with his plain hand.

As soon as the skin touched, Gu Xichuan withdrew his hand: "Don't tell me that you are too involved in the drama."

"Mr. Gu, you are so unfeeling." Luo Er stared at Gu Qichuan with his watery eyes. The brightness of the white woven lamp in the box was dim, and his watery eyes seemed particularly catchy: "'You It's my Paxil', you sent me that sentence."

"You clearly know who this sentence is really speaking to."

Gu Xichuan really couldn't stand his affectionate eyes full of indistinguishable truth and falsehood: "At the beginning of the contract, you played him and cooperated with my psychotherapy. The five courses of treatment were 2000 million. The money has been paid off. Our deal The relationship is over."

"How can feelings be completely measured by money." Luo Er stared at Mr. Gu's face for a long time, and said, "I can feel that you should be very happy recently, have you been with the real little lamp? together?"

He lowered his brows and eyes, his eyes were red, and tears fell into the noodle soup one by one: "If you find the right owner, you won't care about me as a substitute..."

Gu Xichuan couldn't see people crying the most. He took the tissue on the table and handed it over, but Luo Er didn't pick it up, but raised his head slightly, and rubbed his cheek on the tissue in Mr. Gu's hand.

Gu Xichuan whose palm was rubbed: "..."

He said: "You respect yourself."

"I have always been very self-respecting. Look at those five years. I was so obedient. I thought through every word of the script you gave me. That little lamp loves architecture, so I went to find books on architecture to make up lessons. , he is a genius in engineering. I deliberately bought domestic university textbooks for self-study. I have mastered the difficulty of high mathematics. I imitated every characteristic and hobby of him, just to be a qualified one in the weekly psychological counseling. listener."

Luo Er took out a tissue and wiped away the turbulent tears: "Mr. Gu, your heart disease has been cured, I am very happy for you, but do you know that I have played the role of 'Little Lantern' for five years, and I can't leave Come out, shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

Gu Qichuan calmly said: "There is no provision in the contract that I need to be responsible for your situation. But if you feel that you have been hurt, I can pay you another 500 million as the mental damage fee for you not being able to get out of the human setting." .”

"I don't... I don't want money!" Luo Er grabbed a small glass of white wine on the table, raised his head and drank it all, his face flushed immediately, and he said with the strength of the alcohol: "You are not married anyway, try Try dating me, okay?"

"I have a lover."

After Gu Qichuan finished speaking, he got up and went out, but as soon as he walked out of the noodle shop, the owner of the shop stopped him: "Sir, is he your friend? He's drunk, don't you care?"

Luo Er was supported by the boss and walked out of the box. The boss saw the empty wine glass on the table and said anxiously: "That liquor has a high alcohol content! How dare you drink it at such a young age?!"

As soon as Gu Xichuan turned around, Luo Er threw himself into his arms and rubbed his shoulders: "Take me back to the hotel... Do you want to watch me pass out drunk by the side of the road?"

"This street is very messy, there are many hooligans, I'm afraid, do you have pity on me?"

"..."

The paparazzi hiding in the dark quickly pressed the shutter button. In the camera, the boss of Gu's half hugged and half hugged a handsome boy to his car...

-

Jiang Hong picked a day with good weather and came to the children's library construction site with Lu Zhan.

Lu Zhan was not deeply involved in his father's case and couldn't get out. After taking vacation, his life rhythm slowly resumed.

He reported the data obtained from the previous exploration to Professor Jiang one by one to confirm that he did not make any mistakes and that the current design concept had the possibility of landing.

Jiang Hong has never doubted Lu Zhan's professional ability. When he heard him speak out all kinds of data in an orderly manner, he couldn't help but imagine that if Yun Bai could grow up healthy, he would be at Lu Zhan's age.

He will not be burdened by his family background like Lu Zhan. Jiang Hong will give his son the best development platform. At the age of 27, Jiang Yunbai should have already gained international fame with his masterpieces, not like Lu Zhan is now Pointing to the public welfare project in front of him, turned over.

"Professor, I'm going to change the library door to a six-pillared Ionic porch, and on the roof..."

In the middle of Lu Zhan's speech, he suddenly found that Jiang Hong was staring at him fascinated: "...What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

From Jiang Hong's perspective, Lu Zhan's side face was against the sunlight, and the contours of his face seemed to be traced by the sunlight, which was very clear, and that strange sense of familiarity came to his heart again.

"Lu Zhan, have you... met your mother?" He asked suddenly.

Lu Zhan was taken aback, a little surprised by Jiang Hong's question, he said: "My mother died of dystocia when I was born, I only saw her photos... What's wrong?"

"No... nothing." Jiang Hong said: "I just remembered some past events. Your mother and my wife were good friends because of my relationship with Lu Weiguo. I thought you should look like you There are more mothers... I was wrong."

Lu Zhan smiled and said: "So that's the case. In fact, many people say that I look like my mother, but they have never met my mother. They just judged that I don't look like my father. My father seems to be I only inherited my architectural talent, but there is no obvious similarity in appearance."

"Really..." Jiang Hong stared at Lu Zhan's face, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar. The most obvious feature on Lu Weiguo's face was his large and small eyes, and his wife also had single eyelids and small eyes, but Lu Zhan's eyes were big and narrow. There is a god, the double eyelids are folded up to three layers, from the perspective of genetics alone, this can be regarded as a genetic mutation!

A conjecture welled up in Jiang Hong's mind, but he quickly extinguished it. How could it be possible?

Xiao Yunbai went in his arms, how could she be alive.

Lu Zhan saw that Professor Jiang who had a good chat suddenly had red eyes, and quickly asked, "Professor, are you crying?!"

"... There is sand in the eyes." Jiang Hong turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, and changed the topic: "You don't want to investigate the case of Lu Weiguo?"

"...He did something wrong, and I won't excuse him." Lu Zhan said: "But the mastermind of this case has not been brought to justice yet,

Even if it's just to pay off my father's life debt, I will continue to investigate. "

"Then let me ask you." Jiang Hong said, "If you had found out that Lu Weiguo had done something wrong five years ago, would you have reported him?"

"I will try my best to stop it before it makes a big mistake." Lu Zhan paused: "If I can't stop it..."

Jiang Hong: "The right to kill relatives?"

"...Don't embarrass me with this kind of question." Lu Zhan said helplessly: "There are so many what-ifs. The reality is that he made a big mistake and was punished. As his son, I can only try my best. To make amends and to atone."

Jiang Hongdao: "Your father really encountered this problem when he was young. Back then, an assistant from a foreign school under his tutor brought in private goods in the purchase of materials. Lu Weiguo was the first to discover it. He didn't report it, but threatened the assistant to share it with him. Benefit."

"?!" If Jiang Hong said this two weeks ago, Lu Zhan would never have believed it, but now, he believes that his father did such a bad thing when he was young, and as he got older, he became more courageous. Getting bigger and bigger, from cutting corners to murdering money.

"Lu Zhan, your father and I have been classmates for ten years. I know his character better than you." Jiang Hong patted Lu Zhan on the shoulder: "But it's okay, you are much more open-minded than him."

This is the first time Lu Zhan has been praised by an idol, and his mood is simply not too good.

But before he had time to be happy, a message suddenly entered the phone.

He opened it and looked it up, and there were more than a dozen photos in it - the photos coherently captured the process of how Gu Xichuan helped a boy into a private car.

From this angle, Lu Zhan could tell at a glance that it was a candid shot.

Jiang Hong asked him what's the matter, Lu Zhan exited the message interface and said, "It's nothing..."

"Professor, I'll give Xi Chuan a call."

-

In the hotel's senior suite, Gu Xichuan helped Luo Er onto the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover him. When he got up to leave, Luo Er grabbed his arm: "Don't go."

Gu Xichuan looked around at Luo Er's personal belongings in the room: a business laptop was placed on the table, several spring clothes were folded on the sofa, and the suitcase was half-opened on the floor, filled with summer shorts. sleeve.

"How long do you intend to stay in China?" He asked, "Are you planning to spend the summer here?"

"Um…"

Luo Er was drunk in a daze.

"If you want to stay in China, I can ask someone to arrange a job for you." Gu Qichuan withdrew his hand: "But our relationship can only be friends. If you don't cross the line, I can accommodate you."

"Mr. Gu...don't want me..."

Luo Er muttered, more like talking in a dream.

At this moment, Gu Xichuan's cell phone rang, and he picked it up.

Lu Zhan asked on the phone: "Where are you?"

"I..." Mr. Gu chose to hide: "I'm in the company... Did you go well at the construction site today?"

"It went well." Lu Zhan looked at the apricot tree far away from the construction site and said, "I want you to drive to pick me up."

"Okay, Zhanzhan, I'll come over now."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Er heard the sound of the door closing.

Gu Qichuan just left him without saying a word.

He got up from the bed, completely lost the initial drunkenness - it was impossible for a glass of white wine to make him drunk.

He fished out the phone, and said clearly to Li Xiao on the phone: "Have you finished taking the photo?"

"You look beautiful on camera, Xiaoyou."

Li Xiao looked at the photos in his hand and praised his little spy.

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