Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

A few days later, when Qiulu and Fang Huo went downstairs together, they saw a different car parked downstairs. This time, Qiulu knew the brand, and was very familiar with it, because it was a buddy in their group. The one you drive for commuting all day is as affordable as that buddy's looks.

He just thought it was someone in the neighborhood who bought a new car and occupied Fang Huo's usual parking space. He didn't expect Fang Huo to walk in that direction, and said to him, "I'll see you off?"

Qiu Lu was dumbfounded.

He didn't have anything to say. After getting into the co-pilot, he choked out a sentence for a long time: "Can you drive faster today, if you drive at the same speed as before, we will both be late for work."

Fang Huo put on his seat belt slowly, glanced at him, and said casually, "I didn't mean to."

Qiulu didn't speak anymore.

Anyway, whether it was intentional or not, you know best in your heart.

But today Fang Huo's driving was really not slow, at least when he arrived at Yi Ping's gate, he was still three or four minutes away from his check-in time, and it was just enough to go upstairs.

While complaining that this man is really a master of time management, Qiulu stuck his head into the car window to say goodbye to him, "Be careful on the road, I will send you a text message soon."

As a result, he forgot about it when he went upstairs, not on purpose, but at the end of the month, although they are just a small Internet company, there are many monthly progress summaries to be done, and the team leader needs to Writing a lot of materials was the first time he was doing such a thing, and he was in a hurry. After a whole morning, he was exhausted.

The sky was still bright in the morning, but it suddenly turned cloudy at noon, and soon there was a torrential rain. Everyone else in the office went out to eat in twos and threes. Qiu Lu stood by the window for a while, then took an umbrella and went down.

Qiu Lu went into a convenience store to buy a boxed lunch, and after paying the bill, he waited for the store to help heat it up. He held a bottle of soda and stood by the glass window lined with a row of seats to look at the rain-drenched street outside.

He doesn't hate rain, on the contrary, he likes it a little bit, especially when it rains heavily.

It may be related to some images in his memory. He especially likes the sound of rain beating on the door or window. That sound can make him feel safe when he has a house. It must be very happy to sleep with the quilt in the room.

Of course, it would be great if someone could accompany you.

While he was in a daze, the microwave made a "ding" sound, and the cashier called him, "Sir, your meal is ready!"

Qiu Lu went to get it and put it on the narrow table against the wall. Remembering that he hadn't exchanged text messages with Fang Huo today, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures, intending to make an exception and send him an extravagant MMS.

Looking for the angle of the steaming Kung Pao Chicken Rice for a long time, I looked out of the window and suddenly found that the roof of the coffee shop opposite is very interesting. The top floor is a kind of pointy, old-fashioned house , seems to have a small attic, but separated by a layer of rain curtain, it is not clear.

He simply took the attic into the mirror, and without much thought, he wrote in the text: It's raining heavily, have you brought an umbrella?But even though it's raining, this one looks pretty cozy!

After sending the MMS message, he opened the lid of the bento and started to eat, until the meal was over, the phone still didn't move at all.

Qiulu turned on the phone again and checked, but sure enough, there was no reply.

Busy?he thinks.

But no matter how busy you are, you won't skip lunch.

It wasn't until the end of the lunch break and the start of work in the afternoon that Fang Huo didn't reply to the message, and Qiu Lu became anxious belatedly.

He would never reply to messages for such a long time, Qiulu bit his finger and thought, is there something wrong with what he sent?

In fact, since the first meeting at Yiping's door, they will deliberately avoid mentioning the past, not to mention the days in the attic and the days after that, it is really not a good thing remember.But he was still so thoughtless and sent this to Fang Huo like a non-nutritious joke that he posted every day. He really didn't know whether to say he didn't know what to do or was heartless.

All afternoon, he kept looking at his phone nervously, afraid that he would not answer, and also afraid that he would really answer. This phone has been used for so long, and its performance is already very poor, and he pressed it over and over again. Go, it's hot again.

Xiao Chen from the same group passed behind him a few times, seeing him staring at the computer and pressing the phone with one hand, with an absent-minded look, and teased: "Brother Qiu, what are you doing, fishing."

Qiulu glanced at him, and just about to say something, the phone vibrated, which was a kind of regular vibration sound, which was different from ordinary incoming calls or messages, so he hurriedly looked at it, leaving Xiao Chen aside, flustered , Xiao Chen looked straight-eyed and shouted, "Brother Qiu, are you in love, Brother Qiu?"

This is a message reminder he specially set for Fang Huo. It is the same whether it is an incoming call or a text message. As soon as Qiu Lu pressed the screen to turn it on, a message popped up at the top.

He only had time to see the first few words "Brother Lu, I...", this old mobile phone that costs more than 1000 started its performance regardless of the occasion, and saw a few white lights on the screen, and then made a decisive decision The "唰" of the button goes out at once, and the screen is completely black.

Qiulu was dumbfounded.

After a while, he touched the back cover in fear, his fingers almost burned off a layer of skin.

He just turned his head to look at Xiao Chen, and asked him with no expression: "What did you just say?"

Seeing his serious expression, Xiao Chen thought that he had been discovered by his lazy mind of walking around and going to the toilet by pouring water. He felt guilty for a while, and dared not make fun of him again, so he typed a few words haha , I quickly smeared the soles of my feet.

Qiu Lu turned back to fiddle with his mobile phone again.

It's a pity that no matter what I do, I can't turn on the phone. It must be that the life of this broken phone is indeed exhausted.

He wanted to cry, not only because he didn't have time to read what was written in the text message sent by Fang Huo, but also because there were so many days of their messages in it-Fang Huo Lei couldn't move three times a day Asking about one's health, a hundred jokes of all kinds that I collected from various magazine websites, all gone!

Although he was ashamed to admit it, he secretly felt in his heart that Fang Huo, who communicated with him in cold mechanical words, was the person he had known for a long time.

There is still more than an hour before the end of get off work, and there are actually many things left to do, but Qiulu has no mood for work, and almost spends the rest of the time in a daze. Just rush out the bag!

Xiao Chen looked at his back as he left in the dust, and was stunned for a while, "Brother Qiu, something is wrong today, is he really in love? I'm out of my mind."

After leaving the company door, there was pouring rain like running water, and Qiu Lu calmed down for a while, wondering what he wanted to do when he rushed out?

He touched the bag and found that he had forgotten to bring the umbrella.

The eaves of their office building are slightly narrow, and the rain will not be able to cover it if it is a little heavy, so few people stand on it to hide from the rain on weekdays.Qiulu stepped aside and walked around, but the slanting rain still fell on his face, making his eyes feel cold, and he couldn't open them.

Qiu Lu wiped his back with his hands, barely opened his eyes, and saw Fang Huo across the street.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting there. He should have been waiting in the car at first, but now that the car was in the crowd, he couldn't recognize it at all, so Qiu Lu didn't notice it just now.

Now he has got out of the car, holding a not-so-large black umbrella, wearing a light gray suit, looking at this side with dark eyes and no expression, alone, as if blending into the gloomy sky For oneness.

Qiu Lu put the back of his hand down, blinked his eyes slowly, not knowing how to describe his mood.

How should I put it, in fact, this is more like the kind of scene they used to have, which often appeared.

Because he didn't have a mobile phone, after work, Qiulu would always wait at the gate of his school, or he would wait outside his work with his schoolbag on his back.

The waiting at that time was really waiting, aimless, and not boring, because I always felt that in a small town, the whole day was very long, and there was still a lot of spare time to waste.

Qiu Lu opened his mouth and waved lightly in his direction. Fang Huo raised his legs and walked towards him as if a switch had been pressed.

After standing still in front of him, just as Qiu Lu was about to speak, Fang Huo glanced at his face and slightly steamy hair, and asked, "Did you bring an umbrella?"

Qiulu nodded, then shook his head: "I brought it, but I forgot to take it off."

"Oh," Fang Huo moved his eyelashes, and said lightly, "Then don't take it, let's support it together."

He reached out to grab Qiulu's shoulders, but found that the other person's body was a little imperceptibly stiff, as if he was a little stiff, and couldn't help but frowned slightly. After a while, he said, "What's wrong, Brother Lu? Do you have anything else to do? "

"Ah?" Qiulu looked up at him, and said in a low voice, "No, it's all right. Let's go."

He just almost had the thought of running away again.

Every day after the reunion, this mood often accompanied him, and the reasons were different each time.Only this time, he knew it was all because of him, and he screwed up again.

Qiu Lu was still sitting in the co-pilot, Fang Huo turned on the wiper, and two intersecting black lines kept dancing in front of his eyes. Qiu Lu thought for a while and said, "My phone is broken."

Fang Huo paused as he was about to start the car, and looked at him.

Qiulu spoke quickly, and said in a hurry: "My mobile phone...you know, it should have been replaced a long time ago, but I haven't changed it. Today I played games with it for a while, and then sent you a message. Then it started to be very hot, and then it collapsed..." He talked a lot in a nonchalant manner, seeing Fang Huo still staring at him motionlessly, panicked, and took the phone out of his pocket , pressed a few times in front of him, "Look!"

Fang Huo lowered his eyes and took his mobile phone, held it in his hand, put it down again, and looked up at him, his eyes seemed to soften a little.

Qiulu's speech slowed down, and he said cautiously: "I saw you sent a text message, but I haven't had time to read it... So what did you send?"

Before the words fell, Qiulu felt his eyes darken, and a pair of powerful arms embraced him. Then, his chin hit Fang Huo's hard shoulders hard, and it hurt a little, but those arms gradually His lips began to tighten, and he soon forgot about the little pain on his chin.

Qiu Lu opened his eyes wide, and clearly felt that his heartbeat was about to overload, thumping, and if he didn't stop, it would definitely pop out of his chest.

The strength of this hug was so strong that it didn't look like a hug. It made people suspect that he was only afraid of Qiulu's escape, so he used a posture similar to a hug to confine him.

Qiu Lu quietly listened to Fang Huo's breathing from above his head, from fast to slow, and then slowly calmed down. After a long time, he dared to speak, and said in a stuttering way: "Little, little Huo, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Fang Huo lowered his head, and slowly leaned on Qiulu's shoulder. The strength in his hand did not loosen at all, but he gently rubbed his cheek against his shoulder like a child, and then quickly Moved away, raised his head, let out a long breath, looked straight at him and said, "It's nothing, I just sent a message to ask you, it's raining, do you want to come pick you up?"

The author has something to say: Fang Huo: Brother Lu obviously remembers everything, so why did he ignore me for so many years (bitten corner with teary eyes.jpg)

Qiulu: (panicked) Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s okay if I’m wrong

Fang Huo: No, unless you kiss a hundred times^3^