Cannon fodder, he doesn't want to go back to the giants

On Saturday, there were several white clouds of different shapes floating in the clear blue sky.

Father Lu and Ms. Li, two busy people, flew abroad for a business trip.

After Lu Yao finished his breakfast, Lu Qi was still sleeping on the bed, showing no sign of getting up.

After Lu Yao returned to his room and read the book for a while, he heard a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw that it was Aunt Chen, the nanny at home.

Lu Yao asked warmly, "Aunt Chen, what's the matter?"

Auntie Chen, the nanny, held the watering can for flowers and asked softly: "Lu Yao, I just watered some pots of orchids at home, and I want to ask if you need the pot of Margaret flowers in your room?" Auntie poured water for you too?"

Lu Yao: "No, thank you, auntie. I've watered it once just now. It doesn't need to be watered again today."

The aunt smiled and boasted directly: "Young master, you take care of it so hard every day, no wonder that potted flower looks so beautiful."

The pot of margaret flowers in Lu Yao's room is almost all taken care of by himself, never in the hands of others.

After his aunt left, Lu Yao sat back on the sofa chair in the room. He looked at the window sill, the pot of margarita flowers was in full bloom under the sunshine, and the flower was charming and charming.

As soon as he saw the potted flower, Lu Yao also thought of the person who gave him the potted flower, Jiang Bai.

Lu Yao thought, based on his understanding of Jiang Bai, at this point in time, Jiang Bai must have been up for a while.He is now going to Jiang's house to ask Jiang Bai to borrow that book, so it should not disturb Jiang Bai's rest.

Lu Yao wanted to buy a novel published in the 70s two days ago, but unfortunately the publishing house has stopped printing, and the goods and second-hand books cannot be bought online.After Jiang Bai learned that Lu Yao was looking for this book, he said that he happened to have this book in his collection and could lend it to him.

When Lu Yao arrived at Jiang's house, Mr. Jiang was standing in the garden doing Tai Chi slowly and exercising.

Lu Yao has often visited Jiang's house recently, and Mr. Jiang is used to his presence, and he doesn't treat him as an outsider.

He smiled kindly and said: "Lu Yao, have you had breakfast? If you haven't eaten yet, just eat at our house."

Lu Yao warmly greeted the old man, "Grandpa Jiang, don't bother. I've already eaten. Is Jiang Bai up? I want to ask him to borrow a book."

Mr. Jiang smiled: "I got up early. I'm painting in his studio now. You can go up and find him yourself. You should know where his studio is?"

Lu Yao has been to Jiang's house so many times, so he has already known the layout of Jiang's house for a long time.

He nodded slightly, "Then I won't disturb Grandpa Jiang and you continue to exercise."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand casually, "Go."

"buckle, buckle"

In the studio, Jiang Bai was coloring the work in front of him with a paintbrush.Hearing the knock on the door, he frowned suspiciously. When he was painting, his family usually would not come to the studio to look for him.

Jiang Bai put the brush aside, walked over and opened the door of the studio.

Seeing Lu Yao, Jiang Bai's expression instantly softened, and his voice naturally revealed a bit of intimacy and unexpected surprise.

"Why are you here suddenly?"

Lu Yao: "I'm here to borrow the book I mentioned earlier."

Through the wide open door of the studio, Lu Yao saw many paintings inside. There was an unfinished painting by the window of the studio, and many paints and brushes were scattered on the nearby table.

Because of the reflection, Lu Yao couldn't see clearly what was painted on the painting by the window.

Lu Yao: "Did I come by accident and disturb your painting?"

Jiang Bai smiled slightly, "You can come whenever you want, there is no need to pick a time."

Lu Yao chuckled, and joked: "It seems that I am with you, and my status is quite high."

Lu Yao: "Can I go in and see your paintings?"

Noticing that Lu Yao was looking in the direction of the window in the studio, and thinking that what he had just painted was the side face of Lu Yao sleeping on the desk, Jiang Bai froze for a moment, but then calmly covered it up and said: "In the studio now It's a bit messy, let me clean it up first, can you wait here at the door first?"

Although he didn't expect Jiang Bai to care so much about such details, Lu Yao still nodded in agreement.

After Lu Yao waited at the door for a while, Jiang Bai reopened the studio door.

Lu Yao walked into the studio, and there were many paintings with delicate brushstrokes and exquisite composition hanging on the wall.

Lu Yao looked around the spacious studio, and saw that the most frequently painted objects were Margaret flowers.

He looked sideways at Jiang Bai beside him with a faint smile, and said with emotion: "You are really crazy about this flower."

The potted plant that was given to him before was this kind of flower. When we made art sculptures together, we also chose this kind of flower. Unexpectedly, even in the paintings, we like to use this kind of flower as the object of painting.

Jiang Bai's eyes were deep, looking at Lu Yaojunxiu's side face, seeing his ignorant appearance, Jiang Bai slightly hooked the corners of his lips, but didn't say anything.

Noticing that Lu Yao's lips seemed a little dry and flaky, Jiang Bai said bluntly: "I'll go to the living room and get you a glass of water, you can continue watching here."

Jiang Bai was able to leave the studio with such peace of mind because he knew that the painting had already been covered up by himself with a white cloth, and with Lu Yao's behavior, he would never lift the canvas.

But what he didn't expect was that after he solved this hidden danger, Lu Yao inadvertently found out the secret he had hidden the deepest in the studio.

After Jiang Bai left the studio, Lu Yao looked at the painting for a while.

A painting of Marguerite flowers hanging on the wall attracted his attention. The black and white lines and color blocks in the picture were drawn in a staggered manner, but the flowers were drawn in a vigorous and blooming posture.

Lu Yao stood in front of the painting, raised his head slightly, and carefully looked at this ingeniously conceived painting.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, as if he had discovered something strange.

Lu Yao tentatively reached out to touch the wall next to the painting.

The wall instantly turned into a door, which slowly opened towards the inside.

Surprise flashed in Lu Yao's eyes, it was actually a secret door.

The light inside the secret door seems to have a voice control effect. When the door is opened, the light turns on instantly in the dark space.

The dark room is brightly lit.

Lu Yao stood outside the door, staring blankly inside.

Wherever he looks, wherever he sees, there are paintings with him as the subject of painting.

He is holding Marguerite flowers, his facial features are gentle, the scene of him shooting and dunking on the basketball court, his smooth side face while reading a book, his eyelashes curling like crow feathers when he closes his eyes and rests...

Lu Yao's mind was shocked, and he stared at those delicate and exquisite paintings.

Even a fool, seeing these paintings full of strong emotions, should understand Jiang Bai's feelings for him at this time, not to mention Lu Yao, who is so high in double quotient.

He didn't notice it before, that's because he didn't think about it all the time, because the two were too familiar, so Lu Yao ignored many details.

But now that I think about it, there are actually signs of this.

Even the pot of Marguerite flowers that Jiang Bai gave may actually be a deep hidden whisper.

Lu Yao has always known that Margaret's flower language has the meaning of secret love and silent liking, but he has never thought about that.

Lu Yao's mind was in a mess at this moment, and for a while, the impact of this incident seemed to be too great for him.

In terms of anger, Lu Yao didn't feel that way, but if it was joy, it couldn't be called it, after all, he always regarded Jiang Bai as a confidant and friend.

Lu Yao was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, he reached out and tried to return the secret door to its original position.

From the current point of view, it seems to be the most suitable choice to act as if everything is unknown.

Since Jiang Bai has not said anything, it means that he has not made a decision to break the current relationship between them.

Concealing it as nothing happened is the best way Lu Yao can think of at the moment.

But as soon as he touched the secret door, the door of the studio was opened.

Jiang Bai smiled, holding a glass of mango juice. He knew that Lu Yao was fond of sweets, and he liked mangoes the most among fruits, so he specially asked his aunt to help squeeze a glass of mango juice, and then spent some time downstairs.

Jiang Bai pushed open the door, with a slight smile on his face, "Lu Yao, you like Mang..."

Jiang Bai's voice stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared from the corners of his lips.

Seeing the secret door in the studio open, his complexion paled instantly, and his clear pupils were full of panic at this moment.

Lu Yao knows it!

Jiang Bai looked at Lu Yao's expression motionlessly, and saw that although he was a little surprised, but did not show the slightest disgust, the tension in his heart was so tight that he relaxed slightly.

Jiang Bai took a few steps forward tentatively and walked into the studio.

Lu Yao pursed his lips uncomfortably, Jiang Bai's return was beyond his expectation.

For a moment, the air in the studio was deadly quiet.

Neither of them seemed to know how to open their mouths to face the situation.

Lu Yao coughed lightly and broke the silence first.

He stumbled and said: "I, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

The excuse Lu Yao made was extremely clumsy.

Seeing Lu Yao open the studio door, Jiang Bai looked at his back and called out in a low voice, "Lu Yao."

This low cry was mixed with various complicated emotions.

Lu Yao's hand on the studio doorknob trembled, but he walked out quickly.

The moment the door closed, Jiang Bai's pupils shrank suddenly.

Lu Yao's attitude seemed to say everything.

The corners of Jiang Bai's eyes were slightly red, and he felt that his heart, as if being tightly clenched by a big hand, was throbbing and throbbing constantly, so painful that even breathing was a torture.

His eyes were gloomy and dark, and he looked at the closed door for a long, long time.

His breathing was heavy.

After a long time, the sound of things breaking suddenly came from the studio.

night.

Lu Yao was dressed in dark blue pajamas, lying on the bed, covering his eyes with his hands.

After closing his eyes and meditating for a long time, he suddenly sat up and cursed in a low voice: "It's crazy."

I don't know if he is scolding himself or who.

After Lu Yao came back from Jiang's house, his mood and thoughts were like a mess entwined with countless knots.

He sat on the bed and looked at the pot of margarita flowers by the window that was bathing in the bright moonlight.

After a while, he reached out and rubbed his hair irritably, then lay down on the bed again.

This kind of feeling of not knowing what to do and being in a dilemma rarely appears in Lu Yao.

He has always acted decisively, but now he suddenly faced this situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The author has something to say: Hehehe, although we will be together, we will not be together so soon.After all, Lu Yao still needs some time to accept and sort out his feelings.

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高亮：两个男主都已成年了，成人礼的生日宴会也都举办过了。江柏的成人礼生日宴会在路曜回到路家之前，所以正文没有赘述。感谢在2020-11-1902:10:29~2020-11-2002:38:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 penguin;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Tuantuan Yichu; 1 bottle of Little Clown;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!