The ex-boyfriend who pretended to be good has really become good

Not long after Lu Xinghe and Shu Yuhang left, a person stood up on a bench about ten steps away from where they had just stood.

The man was wearing a white coat with brown curly hair, a delicate and handsome mixed-race face, and a circle of blue and purple pinch marks on his neck. He was Duanmujin who had been taught a lesson by Lu Xinghe.

With a sullen face, Duanmujin walked to the place where the two were just standing, kicked the ground hard, and muttered in his mouth: "The brat really has such thoughts! He dared to confess! I think he owes a lesson, what are you waiting for?" Tian took the little boy to the boxing gym. Let the little boy know who can miss and who can't."

Duanmujin stuffed his hands into the pockets of his coat, lowered his head and neither looked at the person nor the road, rampaging like a bull.

Not far away, Duanmujin slammed into a man wrapped in black.He caught a glimpse of something about to fall to the ground out of the corner of his eye, and reached out to fish it out. It was a SLR camera with a lens.

"Sorry, I didn't look at the road." Duanmujin looked at it with a SLR, wanting to check if the lens was broken.

Panic flashed across the man's face, he snatched the camera from Duanmujin's hand, hugged it in his arms without even looking at it, and was about to leave.

Duanmu Jin frowned, feeling strange about this man.Heng Jin also came up, straddled his long legs and stretched out his arms to block the man's way, his originally mild voice was mixed with a bit of impatience and threats.

"Aren't you sure if the lens is broken? You can take a DSLR with a lens to a crowded shopping mall license plate. Are you a photographer who specializes in taking pictures of people? The camera should be very important to you, right?"

"Just, just pat casually." The man's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and he took a step back.

"Taking photos casually? What are you afraid of taking photos casually?" Duanmujin grabbed the long strap of the SLR, and with some skill, he brought the camera over. This reaction is very strange. Is it something shameful? Then I really have to see it."

Duanmu's golden, blue and gray eyes locked on the man's trembling and dodging eyes like sharp eagle eyes, and moved his thumb up to the power button on the SLR.

Just as he was about to turn on the camera, the man grabbed the camera from Duanmujin's hand, slammed into Duanmujin and ran into the crowd.

Duanmujin was staggered by the bump, and when he looked back, the man had disappeared.Impatiently "tsk!", this man was full of weirdness, which made him feel uneasy.

The Mei students ushered in the winter vacation, and Lu Xinghe, as a professor, needs to take an extra week of classes before the winter vacation.

But this week, Duanmujin still didn't learn how to behave, from the past only breakfast to breakfast and lunch.

Every time Lu Xinghe receives lunch and a bouquet of roses, he can always run into Associate Professor Zhong.Either he was stabbed a few times by this man, or he looked at him with meaningful eyes.

Lu Xinghe thought that he would be on vacation in less than two days, so he really didn't want to get angry with this kind of eccentric person.

On the last day, Lu Xinghe came home from school early, and as soon as he opened the door, he felt a wave of heat rushing to his face, Erha, who would have been waiting for him at the door in the past, did not come over either.

During the short journey from the porch to the living room, Lu Xinghe was sweating all over from the heat, and there were several circular marks on the milk tea-colored shirt on his body.

In the past, it was used as a fireplace for decoration, but now the fiery red flames are dancing on the burning camphor wood.

The wood made a crackling sound, and the whole room was under the double impact of the floor heating and the fire, which forced the temperature from the warm spring to the hot summer.

Not surprisingly, Lu Xinghe saw an elegant middle-aged man sitting upright on the sofa. The middle-aged man was wearing lake blue half-sleeved shorts and summer home clothes, holding a bone-shaped dog biscuit in his hand.

The middle-aged man said to Erha, who was squatting on his feet and wagging his tail into a flower, with a calm and elegant voice, "Shake hands."

Erha quickly put two front paws into the middle-aged man's outstretched right hand, and shouted loudly: "Wow!"

"It's so stupid, it's one paw, not two paws." The middle-aged man sighed and said.

Lu Xinghe couldn't help laughing out loud, one person and one dog on the sofa turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

"The stars are back." The middle-aged man has a face that is very similar to Lu Xinghe, or it should be that Lu Xinghe has a face that is very similar to the middle-aged man, but Lu Xinghe is younger and softer.

On the other hand, there is a deep crease between the eyebrows of the middle-aged man, and the brows are more elegant.This middle-aged man is Lu Xinghe's father, Lu Rong.

"I should be the one to ask, Dad, are you done with your work?" Lu Xinghe walked to Lu Rong and sat down, and asked while buttoning the shirt.

"I'm done with work, didn't I promise to accompany you for the New Year?" Lu Rong pushed Lu Xinghe up, "Go up and change clothes, I don't know how to take good care of myself by myself, the house is like a cold cellar."

Lu Xinghe stood up helplessly and went upstairs. His father liked the fireplace in his small house the most, and every time he came back, he thought the temperature in his room was low, so he must light up the fireplace.

You know, at that time, he just thought that a fireplace was very nice, and he didn't really want to use it.

Therefore, as soon as he felt the change in temperature, he would know that his father had returned, and he guessed it right.

Lu Xinghe rummaged in the cloakroom for a long time before he found out the home clothes with half-sleeved shorts that he had bought before.

This set of home clothes is the same style as the one Lu Rong is wearing, but it needs to be a lighter color.

After Lu Xinghe put it on, the exposed arms and legs were so white that they were almost transparent. In addition, the lines and curves of the limbs were perfect, as if they were carved from fine white jade.

When Lu Xinghe went downstairs, Lu Rong was still teaching Erha to shake hands. He looked up and was amused, "That's right, the house must be warm."

The corners of Lu Xinghe's lips curled up, and he said with a smile: "The temperature must be moderate, too hot will be bad for your health."

"I knew you were cold, too cold is not good for your health." Lu Rong waved his hand, motioning for Lu Xinghe to sit down.

"Xing Xing, how did you raise your dog? Why can't you shake hands so easily?" Lu Rong looked at Erha with eyes full of disgust. When he said he wanted to buy a dog, one of his family raised a lot of dogs. The dog's partner recommended the dog to him.

What do you say that huskies are smart guardians, and their IQ is equivalent to that of human children.

Now a 6-year-old dog can't even shake hands!Is this the IQ of human children?How smart is this dog?

Erha looked pitifully at the dog biscuit in Lu Rong's hand, barked twice, stepped on Lu Rong's knee with his front paws, and wagged his tail like a propeller.

"When I taught it, I taught it to put its two paws together. Dad, you can give it the biscuit. If you don't give it, the saliva can get on you."

Lu Xinghe didn't change his face and helped Erha cheat snacks from his grandfather. Lu Xinghe didn't let Erha learn anything about handshakes and messes.

Lu Rong glared at the dog's grandson bitterly, and gave Erha the dog biscuit in his hand.

Erha ran to the side with the biscuit in his mouth and ate it. While eating, he carefully looked back at Lu Rong, as if he was afraid that Lu Rong would come and snatch it away.

Lu Xinghe was so teased by Erha, only his father could cure Erha, how could he see this silly dog ​​eating snacks so cautiously?

"By the way, son, what's the matter with your ex?" Lu Rong asked what he had held back for a long time, and he felt really uncomfortable if he didn't ask.He is such a good son, how can he break up after breaking up?It must be the other party's fault!Absolutely!

"..." The smile on Lu Xinghe's face paused, his peach blossom eyes blinked behind the lens, and he said: "Actually, it's my fault that I don't know people well. broke up."

"Why don't you know people clearly, it must be that bastard boy is too good at pretending." Lu Rong said angrily, he hugged Lu Xinghe into his arms, and patted his thin shoulders with his big bony hands.

Just like when Lu Xinghe was young, Lu Rong felt that Lu Xinghe had been wronged, so he hugged Lu Xinghe in his arms to comfort him.

"Tell Dad which bastard he is from, and Dad will seek justice for you. If you dare to lie to Lu Rong's precious son, I will definitely make him regret being born in this world."

Lu Xinghe leaned his head on his father's shoulder, and he relaxed and leaned against Lu Rong's body. He said with a smile in his voice, "Dad, I'm 33 years old, not 13 years old. I'm not [-] years old. I want to seek justice from my father."

Lu Xinghe didn't have the slightest burden to do such an intimate action, because he lost his mother at a very young age, Lu Rong spent a hundred times and a thousand times on Lu Xinghe's body, being both a father and a mother.

It also naturally makes the relationship between the two fathers and sons more intimate, and they are not stingy with the closeness of the limbs.

"Even if you are 43, 53, or 63, you are all my sons. Besides, you are only 31 years old when your birthday is young. Where are you 33?" Lu Rong said unreasonably.

"Dad, you old people count ages, I really don't understand." Lu Xinghe smiled and said leaning on Lu Rong's shoulder.

He was really bewildered by Lu Rong's logic, why did he become two years younger?But two years younger, let's be two years younger, it's good to look younger.

"Don't change the subject for me. You haven't said which family you are from? Do I know his parents? If I do, it will be easy. I'll go to his parents for an evaluation." Lu Rong is in a business world. The elegant iceberg is hard to talk but still reasonable.

But as soon as Lu Xinghe's matter was involved, he instantly became an unreasonable parent.No matter whose fault it is, it must not be the fault of his Xing Xing, his Xing Xing is so good, how could he make a mistake?

If it was Xing Xing's fault, it must be that the other party was too wrong.His Xing Xing couldn't help it, so he made mistakes.

Yes, it's that unreasonable.

"Dad, don't worry, I've already beaten him up. It should be..." Lu Xinghe paused, remembering Duanmujin's stubborn and injured eyes that day.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, his head was aching slightly, and even his tone of voice became uncertain, "You probably won't come to harass me again."

"Xing Xinghe is not afraid, Dad is here, if the bastard dares to come to the door, Dad will beat him all over the place." Lu Rong successfully caught the word in Lu Xinghe's words, thinking that the other party was not reconciled to being kicked by his son , who always came to pester his precious son, his tone was a little more sinister.

When Lu Xinghe heard Lu Rong's words, he couldn't help feeling sympathetic to Duanmujin in his heart.For some reason, suddenly he was looking forward to what would happen after Duanmujin came to his door without knowing his life or death.

Lu Xinghe doesn't know now, but in a short while, what he expected will really come true.It's just that the scene went out of control for a while and gave him a headache, and he wished he could go back to the present and take back this idea.

[The author has something to say: Babies should be familiar with the correct name of Antler's father, the little welfare of the Lantern Festival is useful~]