The little wild cat is milky and sweet

Lu Yuechi raised his eyebrows, leaned against the lamp post behind him, and said calmly: "No, I fell asleep as soon as you left. That night...do you think it is necessary for us to meet?"

Chen Xing looked at Lu Yuechi's eyes and looked up at the sky, and he seemed to start to think about it, wishing to slap himself, was that the night when the mother and child had an accident?I didn't know which pot was not opened and which pot to lift, so I hurriedly said: "I'll just ask, it's nothing, that's okay, then I'll go first?"

"Okay, let's go." Before leaving, Lu Yuechi said thank you to Chen Xing. Seeing Chen Xing turned around, the two of them had a brotherly farewell ceremony just like in the TV series.

Lu Yuechi hung the bag on his shoulder. During this time, Yan Ye was busy, so he called himself again to say that he wanted to eat well, and even the good principles he said at the beginning were gone. To pick.

Lu Yuechi felt that he was very hypocritical right now, and wanted to call Yan Ye to express his condolences, thinking that he might be busy resting and had no time to talk to him, if he really wanted to condole, there would be others, but it was not his turn——

I can't make cupcakes myself.

It’s not that I didn’t have the experience of going home alone before, mainly because Yan Ye got used to it. Someone could challenge me on the road, saying that I wanted to make a video, and I felt that after leaving Yan Ye, I didn’t have any special life fragments to enter. Recording, the camera of the mobile phone was turned on, but I sat in the room one by one to see that there was nothing in it. Sitting and sitting, I smelled the aroma of fried skewers in the kitchen downstairs, and I was hungry.

I didn't eat much for dinner. To be precise, I haven't eaten it seriously since I moved out.

Yan Ye gave the money, but it was another thing for Lu Yuechi to be reluctant to use it. Besides, he didn't even think about it, so he just talked about it, so he looked at Qin Xi's small restaurant, who could talk about it? Ready to serve?

The more Lu Yuechi thought about it, the more depressed he became. The more he thought about it, the more he missed the time when he was hungry in the middle of the night and still had a bowl of hot noodle soup delivered to his bed.

I must be a fucking idiot, I just took this little face into consideration, and I was so anxious to make room for him before he talked about it, let alone, I can’t be a fat man with a meal, Yan Ye is so serious No matter how hard a person tries to bring him down, he can't be crooked.

Lu Yuechi felt that it was too late for him to realize this, and he had already rolled out in a hurry. He said "wait here for your return", he said it, if he really went back, he would look very uncomfortable Like a word.

Lu Yuechi felt annoyed because no one could help him, so he simply turned on the live broadcast, thinking that chatting with his little angels would make him happy.

His stomach was getting more and more hungry, and he started to growl. Lu Yuechi asked the screen: "Come on, I'll give you a century-old problem. Do you think I should cook instant noodles or order takeaway?"

[It’s so late and you haven’t eaten yet? ]

Lu Yuechi poured himself a glass of cold water to fill his stomach, and said: "I didn't eat, I forgot about it, don't follow me, you all eat on time with me, do you hear me?"

[Uncle didn't cook for brother Xiaoshan this time? ]

Lu Yuechi didn't answer, but then a bunch of barrage popped up:

[In these few episodes of the video, the uncle has not appeared on camera to speak! ]

[Yes, yes, I haven't seen Uncle for a long time. ]

Lu Yuechi was a little hot from the barrage, why did they still pay attention to Yanye, how could Yanye be as popular as himself?Lu Yuechi bit the rim of the cup, and said, "He won't be here recently, he's working and busy...I'll move out for two days."

[What does uncle do?How can you be so busy? ]

"It's... quite busy." Lu Yuechi looked at the dark window with unfocused eyes, "Don't say you haven't seen it, I haven't seen it much, and as for what he does, I definitely can't tell you. Anyway, it’s very, very busy.”

Lu Yuechi was feeling a little sad while talking, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his live broadcast, and quickly put on a smiling face, with a laughing voice, "Leave him alone, I'm still hungry, instant noodles or takeaway? "

As soon as the words fell, before Lu Yuechi could finish reading the barrage, there was a knock on the door in his ears. He wondered, he hadn't ordered takeaway yet, but he could really match up with people's brainwaves through online marriage. Bring something to eat?

Someone asked on the barrage, "Is uncle back?"

Lu Yuechi still hoped that it was Yanye who came over, but he also knew it was impossible, so he stood up with a smile and was about to open the door, and said, "I told you he's busy, if it's really him, I can take his last name."

After joking, Lu Yuechi pressed the phone screen down a little to prevent them from seeing his face, and when the weather got warmer, the slippers became decorations, so he went to open the door barefoot.

The old-fashioned anti-theft door, the cat's eye is not sensitive, Lu Yuechi grabbed the handle with his hand, and shouted, "Who is it?"

"I."

This sound almost sent Lu Yuechi away directly, his hands were trembling, and he opened the door without thinking, and at first glance, he was really speechless, lost his words for a while, and didn't say a word for a long time.

I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar now, but I can't remember it, so I just ignored it, took two steps back and leaned against the door frame, raised my chin, and said, "Why are you here?"

"Bring you food." Yan Ye walked into the room, without even looking at Lu Yuechi, just uttered two cold words when passing him, "Put on your shoes."

Lu Yuechi could still see that he was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, and a scent of vegetables wafted out of the plastic bag, which completely paralyzed his stomach. At least he was still awake, seeing Yan Ye put the plastic bag in the On the table, I still remember that I was playing a live broadcast and quickly grabbed the phone on the phone. Seeing that the screen was full of "ahhhhhhhhh", Lu Yuechi said into the microphone, "Ah, this is the end of today's chat. ...The takeaway is here, let's eat."

Lu Yuechi hurried to the edge of the table, Yanye even pulled out the chair thoughtfully and waited for him to sit on it. As soon as Lu Yuechi opened the lunch box in the plastic bag, he saw a box of meat. With bright eyes, he saw Yan Ye began to sweep the floor with a broom, and wanted to tease him, he asked, "How do you know I haven't eaten?"

"Guess."

"Then what do you do if you guessed wrong? Wouldn't this box of lunch be wasted?"

"I can't guess wrong." Yan Ye paused, stood up and looked at Lu Yuechi, and stated the consequences, "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Lu Yuechi could tell that this was a meal that had just been made, and after he put a piece of meat into his mouth, he realized that it was not just made, but also made by Yan Ye.

Where does he have the time to cook for himself?And how did he know he didn't eat?

All the questions were piled up in my heart, and he hesitated and asked, "That case... was found out? Are you free to come here?"

Yan Ye hummed lightly, and continued to sweep the floor. Lu Yuechi didn't speak any more. As soon as Yan Ye looked up and saw Lu Yuechi's expectant eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said slowly, "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for, what can I do to make you feel sorry for—"

Before he could say the last three words, Lu Yuechi suddenly realized something, his stomach was churning, and the few mouthfuls of rice he had just swallowed became a sharp weapon to toss him, and he hurried to the bathroom, vomiting uncontrollably.

The pain of stomach convulsions made Lu Yuechi curl up all over, and he could barely maintain his balance by holding on to the water pipe with one hand. The blue veins on his forehead were protruding and throbbing, and the whites of his eyes were stained by physiological tears from vomiting and discomfort. Pink, didn't eat, so there was nothing to spit out, my throat was burned by gastric juice, and I felt like crying.

Feeling someone grabbing his waist, a glass of water was soon handed to his mouth, and Lu Yuechi took it and began to rinse his mouth.

What is more uncomfortable than the body is the heart, the feeling of being directly crushed in the chest.

Lu Yuechi covered his mouth with his hands, not wanting more saliva to overflow from his mouth.

Soon, his body lightened, and he was picked up by Yan Ye and placed on the chair. Lu Yuechi just sat there blankly, watching Yan Ye brought a basin of hot water, wet the towel and wrung it dry for himself Wipe your hands and face.

People sitting here are heavy, but their hearts are empty, like decayed teeth, which look good on the outside, but the root of the tooth has rotted inside, chewing out a mouth full of blood.

Lu Yuechi looked at Yanye eagerly, and finally asked, "Why...what?"

"I can't tell you that."

"Can't you tell others or just can't tell me?"

Seeing blood, Lu Yuechi pointed out the problem. Yanye was silent, wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, tried his best to make his voice calm, and said, "Mother and child depend on each other for life. The mother is not in good health and wants to create a better life for the child." Good conditions, I met a man, and I want to marry him to raise a child together. The mother has too high demands on the child, and the child has been living under a high-pressure education strategy for a long time. Maybe he doesn't like that man very much, and he can't think about it for a while..."

"The child committed suicide?"

"do not know."

"How the hell can you tell me that you don't know? If you don't know, go check it out? What are you doing here with me?" Lu Yuechi forcefully opened the towel that Yanye wiped himself, as if he didn't control his strength and swung it at the end. Touching Yan Ye's face, Lu Yuechi quickly held Yan Ye's face to show him the injury, and said sorry tears poured out, "Uncle, I didn't mean it, I was just too excited, I didn't mean to do this ,real."

Lu Yuechi could feel him grabbing his wrist, his eyes seemed too piercing, forcing people to look at him, Yan Ye said: "There is no definite evidence at all, the reason for this is Fei Cancan's diary, we tried to Lead the result to the result that you, me, and the public all hope for, but there is no way, that's how things are, we can't be sure whether Fei Cancan committed suicide, I can't tell you the specific details, I can only say, we We have not yet found the final murderer, who is presumed to have killed the mother and son."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ye took the rice bowl silently, took a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of rice for Lu Yuechi, handed it to Lu Yuechi, and said, "I am not responsible for this case now, not even your uncle Zheng Yuan. We I have given all the authority to the elite team from the General Administration, and I can only cooperate at most. This is the limit I can tell you, eat, okay?"

Lu Yuechi didn't speak, he lowered his head, his hair hanging down covered his small pointed face, and he bit his lower lip tightly, looking pitiful.

"Do I still need to be fed when I'm an adult?" Lu Yuechi looked at the spoonful of rice in front of him, then remembered the rice ball from before, and finally pulled the corners of his mouth a little bit. You too?"

"Yes, no need." Yan Ye inserted the spoon into the rice and handed it to Lu Yuechi, then moved a chair and sat opposite Lu Yuechi.

There was almost no brewing, and he said directly: "So, go home and live, okay?"

The ending sound is picked up, it sounds like a question, but the tone is firm, it seems that no one can deny it.