Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Before Qiulu had time to jump, Fang Huo dragged her away.

He didn't hold Qiulu's hand, but held a place slightly below his forearm.His hand was one size bigger than Qiu Lu's, and it was very warm. He tightly held his thin arms. The strength made Qiu Lu feel some pain, but he didn't have a chance to struggle, because Fang Huo soon began to drag him. forward.

He was already tall, and his steps were hurried and fast. Qiulu had to struggle to keep up, and almost staggered.

Fang Huo seemed to be very familiar with this place, the maze-like corridors, he led Qiu Lu skillfully through one turn after another, and after walking for nearly 10 minutes, he arrived at a place similar to a parking lot.

The two of them didn't speak for 10 minutes, Fang Huo didn't speak, Qiu Lu took a look at his expression that was obviously not right, and wisely chose to shut up first.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Fang Huo let him go, and after a while, he turned around, his eyes paused for a moment on Qiu Lu's face that was covered in powder because he was walking in a hurry, and he repeated the question just now: "Brother Lu, why are you here?"

Many years later, Qiulu recalled that day again, and only felt that Fang Huo had become anxious since then.

Maybe it started earlier, but before that, Qiulu didn't notice.

He behaved so well on weekdays, he obediently wore his school uniform to go to school, went to tutoring, obediently came back after school, acted like a baby with Qiulu, pretended to be angry with Qiulu, all of them were familiar to Qiulu.

But on that day, Qiulu saw him so nervous for the first time. He was obviously afraid of something, but in order not to make him worry, he pretended to be calm.

Qiu Lu put aside his thoughts of "settlement with him" for a while, and said, "I'm lost." Seeing Fang Huo frowning, he explained immediately, "I ate with Xiaoqing next door, and she, she Gone, I checked out and got lost..."

As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower, because he saw Fang Huo's expression changed from relieved to another unhappy one. Sure enough, Fang Huo quickly asked: "You and Xiaoqing together Come here to eat?"

Qiulu almost choked on his saliva.

Damn, the topic changed so quickly, did you really question your brother?

Qiulu quickly regained his momentum: "Don't talk about me, what about yourself? What are you doing here, you little brat?"

Qiulu's voice was a little loud, and the reverberation in the garage was even more obvious.

At this time, a car happened to come in with its dazzling flashing lights, Fang Huo pulled him in a little bit, and the two of them were blocked behind a thick pillar. After the car stopped and the people left, Fang Huo said, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

There was no "go back and settle the score with you" in his tone, more like he was trying to explain something, Qiu Lu was full of doubts, but slowly had a guess in his heart.

After getting into the taxi, Qiu Lu felt something was wrong: "Where's your bag?"

Fang Huo was empty, his school uniform was clean, and the schoolbag he usually carried during class or tutoring was not on him.

Fang Huo curled his palms unnaturally, and said, "I'll talk about it later."

Qiulu knew him too well, so he noticed his little movement all at once, and quickly grabbed his left hand. Fang Huo reacted faster, turned his palm over, and stretched out the other hand to hold him tightly, and said in an emphatic tone: " Wait."

"Do not."

The two were at a stalemate, and the bald driver looked at the two of them frequently from the rearview mirror with a question mark on his face.

After getting out of the car, Qiulu was finally able to spread his arms and legs, and forcibly pulled his left hand to squeeze his palm away, and a fresh scar cut by a sharp weapon appeared in front of his eyes.

The wound was not too deep, and the bleeding had stopped, but it was long, and the pink flesh was rolled up, which looked a little scary under the dark sky.

Qiulu took a breath, surprised and angry: "What's going on, you got into a fight? Who the hell made you like this?!"

"No," Fang Huo withdrew his hand, without looking into his eyes, and said calmly, "I accidentally scratched it."

"No," Qiulu pinched his chin and straightened his face, "You tell me the truth?"

There was a half a head difference in height between them, and Fang Huo was pinching his chin, looking down at him with heavy eyes.

For some reason, Qiulu felt that Fang Huo looked sad like this.

He had only seen this kind of emotion in the little Douding Fang Huo who had just come to the gym many years ago. His heart skipped a beat, and he let go of his hand: "It can't be——"

"The person surnamed Fang came to see me." Fang Huo looked into his eyes and said, with no ups and downs in his tone, "Fang Zhengxin is dead, and they want me to sign the asset transfer agreement."

Qiu Lu didn't understand at first, Fang Huo said that "Fang" came to him, he thought it was his father, but he said that Fang Zhengxin was dead, Qiu Lu thought for a while, and asked slowly: "What are you talking about?" Did you sign it?"

Fang Huo shook his head: "I'm not yet eighteen, so it's useless to sign now."

Qiulu had no idea how the assets of these wealthy families were transferred or divided. He only had a vague feeling that someone had teamed up to bully Xiao Huo.

"Then you," Qiu Lu asked after thinking for a while, "then what are you going to do?"

Qiulu was wearing a very loose T-shirt today, looked up at him, his white and slender neck protruded from the neckline, there was no trace of adulterous worry in his eyes, the kind of very warm eyes.

The corner of Fang Huo's mouth twitched, and he took his uninjured hand to gently hold him, saying, "Don't worry."

"Don't go to that place again, it's not clean." Fang Huo said again, "I don't like it there."

Qiu Lu subconsciously wanted to say, "Then you can't go either", but after taking a look at his wound, he held back, held him back firmly, and said, "Don't be sad."

Fang Huo froze for a moment, then realized that he was comforting Fang Zhengxin because of his death, and immediately didn't know what to say.

In fact, Fang Zhengxin has no memories or feelings left for him, but after Fang Zhengxin died, he really became an orphan in the true sense.

But compared to seven years ago, his loneliness has not become more, but almost disappeared. The person in front of him is like a soft and warm light source, making him feel everything he has never felt since he was born. About the taste of happiness.

Fang Huo laughed and said, "Then let's talk about it, Brother Lu, what happened to having dinner with Xiaoqing?"

"..."

Qiulu dipped a cotton swab in the medicine to help him apply the medicine, and finally wrapped it up carefully with gauze. Fang Huo looked at the thick layer and said with a smile, "It's too exaggerated, it's just a small injury."

Qiu Lu picked up his wrapped hand and looked at it, then frowned, "How did you get this injury? Fortunately, it's your left hand, otherwise what would you do if you were writing?"

Fang Huo jokingly said: "Well, I have considered this a long time ago, so I deliberately use my left hand to reach it when paddling."

Qiu Lu patted his head gently.

When Fang Huo was just given the medicine, Qiu Lu had already thought about it, guessing that the person in power now should be the second son of the Fang family who was finally cannon fodder in the original book, and this should be his happiest period of time.

It's just that after so many years, many things have become different. Most of the previous incidents of abusing the male lead and slapping the villain did not happen-at least he, the number one villain, has already turned his back, so the progress of the story has become unpredictable However, exactly what and when Fang Zhenglin will do it is unknown.

Fang Huo didn't want to talk about the details, so Qiu Lu didn't force him, knowing that it wasn't a good memory.

He suddenly remembered that Fang Huo asked him to go to City B with him before, and thought, if he asked again now, he might think about agreeing.

With his own career and a foothold, he may have more confidence in the face of Fang's family.

Now Qiulu looks at his passbook numbers, let alone dreaming of raising Fang Huo to elope with him to live a happy life, even if he wants to buy him a mobile phone, he can only choose the style slowly and strive for one The price is not expensive, and the appearance can also be obtained.

The two sat and chatted casually for a while, thinking about the same things in their hearts.

After a while, there was a sudden knock on the door, three soft and regular knocks. Qiulu asked who it was, but no one spoke. A second later, he turned over to open the door, and saw Xiaomo standing outside the door. , the mouth opens and closes, but can't make any sound.

Xiao Mo gestured with both hands, and Qiu Lu recognized him for a while, knowing that he was talking about Yuan Shuo's return, and asked them to go and have a look together.

Yuan Shuo, as a long-awaited veteran, has been away all the year round, and the time he stays in City C is very limited. In recent years, he often doesn't see anyone for ten days and a half months.

When he was in the army, he received second-class merit, so he was honorably discharged from the army. Afterwards, he had many options to change careers, but he resolutely relied on the money he saved over the years to open an unlicensed welfare home in the city of C, which is not a shit. Generate electricity with love.Those who don't know are only thinking of his fledgling complex, and he is reluctant to leave the hometown where he grew up. Those who know the reasons all shake their heads and smile.

When Yuan Shuo called them to come this time, his eyes were very bright, and he was full of high-spirited and eager to fight. In the reception room, there were large and small bags of luggage, and he was also wearing a jacket and boots, which looked like a pair of The appearance of going out.

"I'm going out for a while," he said in a hurry, "It's at least two months, at most...you can't say for sure, so I'm asking you to come here."

He first explained the things in the restaurant in the past few months, and asked Qiulu to help him with more snacks. Uncle Liang was getting old and would be confused about many things. For those of them, especially remind Ao Zhiming, that kid doesn't live in the hotel now, no one can control him, let him stop running around.

Qiulu and Fang Huo both thought about what happened in Lechao, and exchanged a look quietly.

"You two!" Yuan Shuo pressed the center of his brows and raised his chin, "Why are you flirting with each other, did you listen to what I said?"

Before the two of them spoke, Yuan Shuo said again: "It's okay for Xiao Huo, he has been obedient since he was a child, but you!" He pointed at Qiu Lu with a finger, "Such a big man, don't Crazy all day long, be more steady, work hard, meet the right girl everywhere..."

The more he talked, the more strange the expressions of the two people in front of him became. Yuan Shuo thought that he, a middle-aged and old man, was annoying their young people with his meddling, so he stopped talking, "Okay, I won't talk too much, anyway. Just take care of yourselves and help take care of others."

Qiulu nodded.

It was almost finished, and he was about to leave, but Yuan Shuo suddenly stopped Fang Huo from behind, "Xiao Huo, stay here for a while."

Qiu Lu took the door and went out, and there were only two people left in the reception room.

Yuan Shuo looked at the young man who was taller than himself, hesitated for a moment, lit a cigarette, took a sip, and said, "Xiao Huo, do you know about your uncle coming to City C?"

The author has something to say: I counted...

There are about five or six chapters left to complete Broken Mirror, and then we can reunite in one or two chapters (not reunion!)

Very soon!Just bear it and it will pass! (^[-]^)

Suddenly I feel that the label is not very accurate, if they get together, it will break the mirror...(.) Maybe it is more appropriate to call it a long-awaited reunion...?