Clouds

Songkran is a grand festival. Lu Yun and Xiao Hei got up late in the morning and rushed to wash up. Before going to the street, they splashed each other at home.Xiao Hei's movements were more agile and flexible, which put Lu Yun at a disadvantage.

Lu Yun fled into the room with his bare buttocks, and Xiao Hei chased after him, only to find that Lu Yun was probably excited, and his lower body became hard again.

Lu Yun had to "harden" every night recently, and Xiao Hei wanted to make him feel better, but his technique was not good and his strength was too strong, which almost took his little brother's skin off.So Lu Yun didn't let him touch her anymore, just hugged him and rubbed him back and forth, intending to go further, but when he pressed on Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei always looked at him with wide eyes, The expression was very ignorant and innocent, which made him feel affectionate, and he was reluctant to take the last step.

Lu Yun raised his hands to surrender to Xiao Hei, so Xiao Hei spared his life and ran to turn on the radio by himself.The volume was amplified, and a melodious tune came out from the radio. While looking for clothes to wear, Lu Yun hummed along: "Water in Honghu Lake, waves, waves..."

Xiao Hei listened intently—he had listened a lot, and he could actually sing, but he had never sung before, so he was embarrassed to speak.

Lu Yun sang very happily, but unfortunately the time for the program "Revolutionary Literature and Art" was not long enough, and it was time to "study the works of Marxism-Leninism and Chairman Mao". Going out the door, I received an express letter from the postman outside the hospital.

The letter was mailed from Yangon, and the sender was Su Jiadong.Lu Yun shook his head and tore off the seal, disapproving in his heart, thinking to himself, why does this stupid thing still live with Master Sheng and refuse to leave?People casually say a few polite words to him, and he takes it seriously.

But it is understandable, Su Jiadong has always been a little afraid of people, afraid of Lu Xuezheng, afraid of Jin Xiaofeng, although those two usually ignore him and are not vicious.

Leaning against the door frame and unfolding the letter paper, Lu Yun began to read the letter. After reading, he sighed and cursed, "You bastard who deserves a beating!"

Xiao Hei saw that his expression was not good, so he came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yun slowly folded the letter paper, and replied dejectedly: "Jiadong broke his leg in Yangon, the store was very busy, and Master Sheng couldn't get away to take him home, so I had to make this trip." .”

Then he frowned and thumped the wall beside him: "He would fall from the balcony on the second floor of the hotel even when he was having dinner outside - I really convinced him!"

Now that something like this happened, Lu Yunyun had no intention of celebrating the Songkran Festival again.He was fully dressed and was about to go out with a canvas bag on his shoulders.Because he still has to come back in the end, so Xiao Hei stays to look after the house, so he doesn't have to go with him.

Xiao Hei sent Lu Yun to the train station, and along the way Lu Yun nagged and instructed him in every possible way—although Xiao He could work, he couldn't live a life, and there were too many things that worried him.

At noon, Lu Yun took the latest train to Bangkok.Xiao Hei watched the train go away on the platform, and then walked out resentfully.

It was very lively outside the train station, Xiao Hei was moving forward like a shadow, suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, he stopped and looked up, and saw a group of well-dressed middle-aged men who had just got off the train. Surrounding a black car, someone has already opened the door ahead of time.A few more people surrounded a young man in white and were walking towards the car.

Xiao Hei's eyes were very sharp, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw the young man's face clearly.At the same time, the young man raised his head by chance, and his eyes seemed to have slipped past Xiao Hei, but he didn't seem to—because Xiao He turned his head and walked away, blending into the sea of ​​people in an instant.

The young man in white is Peter Young.Peter Young is back from Japan.

Xiao Hei wondered if Peter Yang still recognized him.His heart was beating violently, and his legs were walking faster and faster.Suddenly someone splashed a small basin of water from the side, he turned his head and smiled at him, his face was dripping with water, and his smile was stiff.

Besides, Lu Yunyun - he arrived in Bangkok full of resentment, stayed overnight, and then flew to Yangon the next day.

For this Songkran festival, he specially bought two medium-sized plastic buckets. He planned to go to worship Buddha with Xiao Hei in the morning, and then have a wanton carnival.Unexpectedly, the enemy surnamed Su was so worried that he dragged him from Chiang Mai to Yangon.

Lu Yunyun was fairly familiar with Yangon. Although he didn't understand Burmese, he was able to arrive at Master Sheng's house smoothly after leaving the airport.

Master Sheng's house was still so clean and tidy, and a new doorbell was installed on the courtyard door.Lu Yun raised his hand and pressed it twice, and when the door opened, Master Sheng came out with a happy face.

"Ah, little boss." He greeted and walked over to open the courtyard door: "You came so fast."

Lu Yun stepped in and asked, "Is Jiadong in the hospital, or—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a muffled "dong dong" sound coming from the front, as if someone was knocking on the window.Suspiciously stopping in his tracks, he swept his gaze away and was suddenly startled.

Master Sheng's house was a row of brick and tile houses, and he saw Su Jiadong's face on the side glass window.

Su Jiadong's face changed shape because his mouth was covered with a towel.Leaning hunched over the window, he was tilting his head, hitting the window glass once and for all, while his eyes were looking at Lu Yun, as if he was about to burst into sparks.

Lu Yun ignored it first, but turned to look at Master Sheng.

Master Sheng still had a smile on his face, the smile was very unstable, and he was on the verge of collapse.An unbelievable thought flashed through Lu Yun's mind. Before Master Sheng could react, he punched the opponent's door!

Master Sheng screamed and fell to the ground, at the same time, several big men ran out from the door.Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Yun ran away.He rushed out of the courtyard in a panic, yelling and running all the way; but several big men followed separately, and finally flanked him back and forth at the intersection, surrounding him.

After all, Lu Yunyun didn't understand what was going on, but he knew that it must be bad - it was a conspiracy, Mr. Sheng participated in a conspiracy behind the Hong Kong company's back!

There are also pedestrians passing by on the street, but no one is busy.Lu Yun was escorted back to Sheng's house by these people. Master Sheng was standing in the courtyard, wiping his nosebleed with a handkerchief.

"Little boss, don't be afraid." He adjusted his glasses and said calmly to Lu Yunyun: "A little business problem, as long as you are willing to cooperate, no one will kill you."

Lu Yun stared at Master Sheng panting, "What's going on? What do you want to do?"

Master Sheng's nosebleeds became more and more frequent, so he could only block his nostrils with a handkerchief: "It's nothing, it's Mr. Wu Sulun who wants to talk to you about something."

After hearing this, Lu Yun became more confused: "Wu Sulun? I don't know him!"

Master Sheng still maintained his demeanor, and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you don't know people, as long as you know money. Besides, even if you don't know Mr. Wu Sulun, at least you have heard of Major General Wu Gang. At the last auction, you gave Mr. Wu Sulun a lot It shouldn’t be difficult for me to give you face again now.”

After saying this, he laughed a few times, then bowed his head and walked into the room.Several big men immediately pushed Lu Yun; Lu Yun squinted his eyes and found that the palm of the big slap that clamped his arm was covered with calluses, especially the calluses on the index finger. In the hands of the soldiers.