poorer than

Wei Lu answered a call early in the morning, he looked at the familiar phone number, and answered silently.

"Lieutenant Lu, you finally answered the phone."

"Dad." He lowered his head and turned the jade in his hand with an indifferent expression.

"You said that if you don't inherit the company, you won't inherit it. Why do you have to run so far? You went to Haishi again, right?"

The voice of the old man on the phone was a little choked, and he frowned: "Dad, I said that I only like art, and I'm not interested in the company."

"Dad doesn't object to you learning art, but you learn to self-harm, what do you ask Dad to do... I only have you as a child, I just hope you are well."

Lu Wei held the jade tightly with his hands, his eyes flickered, and he was apologetic: "I'm sorry Dad, I won't do stupid things anymore."

"I don't know why you are so obsessed with that painter named 'The Dog with the Horse Pole'. I asked someone to find him, but I really can't find where he is. I don't know any information. Don't be obsessed anymore, man. Live and look forward, okay? Dad won’t force you, as long as you’re fine, and there’s another thing...call dad more often to let me know you’re fine, okay?”

"it is good."

"Then what are you going to do now?"

Lu Wei looked down at the jade in his hand: "I don't know yet."

"Professor Huang from the Fine Arts Department of Hyde University came to me the day before yesterday and said that you can go to the school to teach first if you want. Contact, would you like to go?"

"University?" Lu Wei thought for a while: "Let's talk about it."

"Hey, okay, I won't force you, is it better..."

……

Today is the weekend, there are more people in the hot pot restaurant, they are too busy to stop, they are running all the time.

He was so busy that he sent pot after pot of bullfrogs to the dining table non-stop. He didn't have time to take care of his hands being scalded by the soup. He didn't have time to look at his hands until the noon break.

The back of the hand was hot red, and several blisters appeared.

I kept rinsing in the bathroom, trying to relieve the pain in the back of my hand.

He looked thoughtfully at the red back of his hand and pulled the corners of his mouth. He doesn't care about the burn on the back of his hand. If he was in the past, he would have yelled and went to the hospital, because this is his most precious. His hand is the hand with which he wants to realize his dream, and it cannot be ruined.

But now, it doesn't matter.

"Scalded?"

He heard a voice behind him, looked up in the mirror and saw that it was Sun Qihao walking in, and answered with downcast eyes, "Yes."

"Let me see."

Before he could react, his hand was pulled up by Sun Qihao, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he withdrew his hand.

Sun Qihao was not angry when he saw Xia Xingcheng's actions, he just leaned against the sink with a half-smile, and then said with a smile:

"Why, I just care about you, don't you like me touching you?" His eyes fell on Xia Xingcheng's side face, and he didn't look away.

"It's just a small matter, thank you for your concern." Xia Xingcheng pulled the toilet paper aside, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

"By the way, why didn't our boss come to see you this week? You broke up?"

Hearing Sun Qihao's words behind him, Xia Xingcheng pursed his lips slightly, his amber eyes seemed to be stained with a deep layer of mist, he crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can by the door, without saying a word, he went to the bathroom immediately.

I was so pissed off, what a fuck.

Where did the neuropathy come from.

It was the first time I met such a person at work.

If he used to be unceremonious, he would definitely leave here after beating him up, but now he has no choice but to find a way to support himself with great difficulty. He can't be willful and can't leave.

Going back to the dressing room to change the work clothes on his body, when he took off his shirt, his eyes were half-closed and his eyes were a little vigilant, he felt that there was someone behind him.

"Xia Xingcheng, has our boss touched you?"

Hearing it was Sun Qihao's voice, the anger that had been suppressed in his eyes came up, and this ghost lingered.

"You're so good-looking, our boss wouldn't have touched you before." Sun Qihao looked at Xia Xingcheng's white back that was exposed, with greed in his eyes.

Xia Xingcheng put on his clothes and arranged them before turning around, his eyes regained their calmness, as if he wasn't the one who wanted to get angry just now.

Looking up at Sun Qihao in front of him: "Our affairs have nothing to do with you, just keep your mouth shut and don't meddle in your own business."

The hand beside him was about to move.

Sun Qihao felt itchy when he heard Xia Xingcheng's stinging tone, and the way his pretty face held back his anger. He liked Xia Xingcheng very much the first day he saw him, but he knew that this was someone brought by his boss, so he chose to wait and see. After waiting for a few days, he found that the boss hadn't shown up again, and Xia Xingcheng had placed the order.

He stretched out his hand and couldn't help but want to touch it. In the next second, he felt his whole body being pressed against the wardrobe. The hand he just stretched out just now was bent back on his back, and his bones were crushed hard.

"what--"

Xia Xingcheng unceremoniously pushed him against the closet, looked at Sun Qihao's distorted face, and said with a smile, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, hurts, let go!" Sun Qihao didn't know that this guy who looked like a kitten was actually a fighter with a lot of power, he only felt that his hand was about to break.

"Are you still messing with me?"

"Don't mess with me, don't mess with me!"

Xia Xingcheng looked at Sun Qihao's face pale and sweating all over, and then let go: "Jiang Chengyun is my buddy, don't talk nonsense, if you hear you talk nonsense next time, don't blame me for taking your hand off, I will no sooner said than done."

Sun Qihao was in so much pain that he was clutching his arms and waist, unable to straighten up, as if his acupuncture point had been pinched.

"Sometimes, don't mess with people who are easy to bully." Xia Xingcheng patted his arm expressionlessly: "Be careful not to hurt you."

His eyes were red with anger when he walked out the door.

Do you think he is easy to provoke?

"Isn't he just a little boy, scoff."

Sun Qihao added a sentence behind him, which made him even more angry, and he couldn't hold it back!

The alley is usually very quiet, but today there was the sound of heavy footsteps walking outside.

Lu Wei was drawing in the yard when he heard such footsteps, the tip of the pen paused, the ink smeared on the paper, he frowned and put down the pen.

"I'm so pissed off!!!"

With a bang, Lu Wei saw Xia Xingcheng push open the courtyard door with a puffy face, almost stepping in.

Seeing someone so angry, Lu Wei's eyes were red if he read correctly.

What's going on here?

When Xia Xingcheng came back, he saw a big table in the yard. Standing in front of the table, Wei Lu saw that he didn't say anything, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't vent his anger.

"You won't ask me what's wrong?"

Seeing someone asking himself this question, Lu Wei said, "What's wrong with you?"

What he wanted to say was that he didn't know if he would explode if he asked, so he was cautious.

Xia Xingcheng sat down at the gate of the yard, with his chin resting on his hands, looking very bored. He looked at Wei Lu: "Brother Wei, let me ask you, do I look good?"

Lu Wei: "... What do you think?"

Xia Xingcheng's expression froze: "I asked you, why are you asking me back?"

Lu Wei looked at Xia Xingcheng who was sitting at the door and said nothing.

The afternoon sun poured into the yard from the square inch sky, there was a big tree beside the door, its branches and leaves covered the eaves, and the shadow of the tree fell mottled on the young man sitting at the door.The young man's skin is fair and clear, his facial features are beautiful and delicate, his brows are full of sunshine and heroism, his eyes are vivid and penetrating, which is somewhat close to the brown hair color, and the hair color is not pure black, but chestnut-like brown.

Angry looks are also pretty.

"Nice." He replied flatly.

Xia Xingcheng frowned and pondered: "Look, why some people are so weird, you say I'm good-looking, I think I'm really good-looking, but an employee in the store says that about me, why do I feel disgusted."

"Who said you?" Lu Wei thought it was the one from yesterday?

Xia Xingcheng looked down at his hands, feeling even more aggrieved by Wei Lu's question, pouted his mouth and felt that he could cry.How could he have been wronged like this before? It was because he had a rich father that he could do whatever he wanted, but now he has nothing, and he can only rely on himself if he wants to work to earn living expenses.

He refrained from beating Sun Qihao today because he was afraid of making trouble for Jiang Chengyun.

But when he came back, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

He is a person who can't hide his emotions, because he goes out with arrogance and doesn't want to be looked down upon. Whether it's in front of his father or Jiang Chengyun, he can hold back.

But it was so strange that he couldn't hold back when he came back to this room.

"Who said you?" Lu Wei pulled the bamboo chair from the side, looking like he was going to listen carefully.

Xia Xingcheng snorted: "A disgusting guy, he still dares to touch me, I really want to beat him to death!"

"Still touching you?" Lu Wei frowned: "It's too much."

Xia Xingcheng saw the serious criticism, rolled his eyes and smiled, "Brother Wei, why don't we go and beat him with a sack at night?"

"Bad idea." Lu Wei shook his head.

"The hot pot restaurant belongs to my brother, so I walked through the back door, and the man who brought me was named Sun Qihao. He may have misunderstood my relationship with my brother and used this to tell me disgusting things all day long. Say I'm a jerk, do you think I can stop being angry!" Xia Xingcheng raised his hand and punched the door beside him a few times.

Lu Wei happened to see the burn on the back of Xia Xingcheng's hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Brother Wei, have you ever been unwilling?"

Lu Wei watched Xia Xingcheng turn sideways to the door, gritted his teeth and puffed up his face, and didn't speak.

"I'm very unwilling now. What's wrong with being poor? I can earn money without money. I want to let those who look down on me know." Xia Xingcheng raised his head and shouted: "Don't bully the young and poor!!!"

Lu Wei was so yelled at by this body that his ears couldn't hear clearly for a moment, but he felt his silent heart beating violently again. He lightly twisted his fingertips, and his eyes fell on Xia Xingcheng who was puffing up his face.

This emotional surge felt both familiar and strange.

After Xia Xingcheng yelled at the door, he felt much better. He couldn't help but want to hit someone long ago, and today's blow was enough for him to vent.

"brat."

"Why?" Xia Xingcheng heard Lu Wei calling him.

"I mended your underwear for you." Lu Wei pointed to the underwear drying on the rope.

Xia Xingcheng looked over in a daze. He saw that the underpants he left in the corner last night were all exposed in the sun, and they were colorful. He suddenly felt that he really didn't want to be miserable anymore. He was as miserable as he was brilliant before.

"Brother Wei, can you mend it for me?"

"Well, I see that your underwear is very new. You don't need to lose it. I will mend it for you. You can wear it."

He went to Lu Wei's side and knelt down, lying on his shoulders sadly and pretending to wipe his tears: "It's too miserable, we don't have money to buy underwear, why are we so poor, woo woo woo."

Lu Wei turned his head and looked at the young man beside him, his eyes were firm: "We will have money, don't bully the young man to be poor."

"But Brother Wei, you are no longer a teenager."

"Don't bully young people into being poor."

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Woooooo cute, where have you all been? The comments are so cool~ I'm so miserable~

I don’t move a single bit when it’s so hot outside, I keep the core values ​​of socialism in my heart (huh╭(╯^╰)╮)

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Lu Wei: I have been looking for this artist for a long time. If you know anything, please contact me.

Missing person notice: The dog with the horse pole

Features: Dog-like.

Xia Xingcheng: ...