Self-cultivation of spare tire

The author has something to say: some new plots were added at the end of the last chapter.

When Shen Qingqu chased him out, Chen Zhu was holding on to the strap of his schoolbag and standing in the corner, standing upright.

In the cold wind, Chen Zhu's eyes were firm and bright, without a trace of drunkenness.

Shen Qingqu sighed, and put his coat on Chen Zhu's shoulders, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"I, I'm drunk." Chen Zhu maintained his sobriety, but because of being drunk, his eyes became straightforward and simple.

Under Chen Zhu's direct gaze, Shen Qingqu blushed without any surprise.

Of course, he wouldn't know that that blunt gaze was all because Chen Zhu was really drunk.

Shen Qingqu coughed in a concealed manner, turned his head, bit his lip for a moment, and met Chen Zhu's eyes.

"Chen Zhu, don't call me teacher from now on." Shen Qingqu said, took the box in Chen Zhu's hand, and unwrapped the strap with his own hands.

Shen Qingqu slowly opened the box and handed it to Chen Zhu.

Under Chen Zhu's clear gaze, Shen Qingqu flinched for a moment, but in the end, he still handed the gift to Chen Zhu.

Chen Zhu lowered his head, staring at the thing in his hand without blinking.

Hmm, it seems, like... an exquisite, badge?

Chen Zhu remembered that his grandfather also had a medal, which was bright red and was a symbol of honor.

I really miss my grandpa, I really want to go home... Chen Zhu sniffed, blinked, and looked straight at the valuable Bulgari rose gold brooch in the box.

Looking at the person whose eyes were red with emotion, Shen Qingqu moved closer, raised his hand to hold Chen Zhu's wrist, "I... admire you very much."

Shen Qingqu looked down at Chen Zhushui's red lips, and his throat rolled, "I hope, you can—"

"Azhu." In the night, a deep and powerful voice broke in, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

Shen Qingqu looked back, his eyes were squinted by the lights of the sports car.

The global limited edition Aston Martin is particularly eye-catching in the bustling Chinatown, and the man getting off the car seems to be more eye-catching than the ostentatious sports car.

The visitor was dressed in a casual and low-key shirt and black trousers, but Shen Qingqu could tell that it was Armani's latest spring high order this year.

Whether it is the Patek Philippe on the man's wrist or the top cufflinks casually pinned on the sleeves, all of them reveal the noble status of the other party.

"Hello, are you A Zhu's teacher?" Xu Lanting stretched out his hand and greeted politely, but his eyes slowly fixed on Chen Zhu who was behind Shen Qingqu.

Shen Qingqu shook hands with him, and after just a short confrontation, he felt the strength from the opponent.

The man's hands were broad and strong, and he gave Shen Qingqu a serious blow.

While Shen Qingqu didn't know Xu Lanting's identity, he also showed a trace of precaution.

"Oh, you may not know me." Xu Lanting smiled appropriately, "My name is Xu Lanting, it's..." The man's gaze was inch by inch, tightly wrapped around Chen Zhu, "Ah Zhu's, brother."

He is like a fox that has been planning for a long time, so delicate that even every strand of hair is groomed properly.

"If there is nothing wrong, I have to take the children back." Xu Lanting said, and was about to reach out to Chen Zhu.

"No." Shen Qingqu blocked it, and he frowned slightly, "I'm sorry, after all, I don't know you. To be on the safe side, it's better for me to send him home myself."

"Huh?" The man just smiled softly, and said slyly, "Mr. Shen, you don't want to take up the students' private time, do you?"

Xu Lanting immediately raised his eyebrows, looked at the "sober" man standing upright against the wall, "Do I have to prove to you that I am his brother?"

Saying that, Xu Lanting, with a harmless smile, jumped over Shen Qingqu and walked to Chen Zhu's side.

He didn't touch Chen Zhu lightly, but just looked down at the person in front of him.And Xu Lanting's gaze moved down slowly, and soon caught sight of the precious "little gift" in Chen Zhu's hand.

Xu Lanting gritted his teeth, and said to Shen Qingqu with a smile: "Mr. Shen, can you let me go?"

Shen Qingqu hesitated for a moment, then asked Chen Zhu: "Chen Zhu, do you know him?" He still didn't know how drunk Chen Zhu was, after all, most people wouldn't be able to tell that Chen Zhu was drunk.

Chen Zhu's gaze circled between the two of them, and finally stopped on Xu Lanting, who was dressed up beautifully, without him - just because the shiny brooch on Xu Lanting's chest attracted Chen Zhu's attention.

He stared straight at Xu Lanting's brooch, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

"It seems that it's safer for me to send Chen Zhu home in person, sorry." Shen Qingqu was about to step forward, but Xu Lanting turned away, blocking him tightly behind him.

Xu Lanting said helplessly, "My kid is like this when he's drunk, there's nothing I can do about it." He sighed softly, looked back slightly, and said to Chen Zhu, "Azhu, I'm asking you—"

The man said word by word, "The jade scriptures can be polished to perfection..."

Before Xu Lanting could finish speaking, Chen Zhu answered subconsciously, "The sword draws a deeper burial and is more dependent on the sky."

Shen Qingqu was dumb, Xu Lanting pursed his lips, and said: "Azhu, gentleman..."

"A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is always sad."

"Self-denial and return to ritual..."

"Self-restraint and return to ritual is benevolence."

"One meal and one meal—"

"That's enough." Shen Qingqu said, he frowned, looking at the pair-like two, he felt absurd and something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

Xu Lanting's patience had always been limited, and he was too lazy to circle around with Shen Qingqu, took the schoolbag from Chen Zhu's shoulder with one hand, and held Chen Zhu's arm with the other.

"Then, Mr. Shen, we won't bother you. I wish you peaches and plums all over the world." Xu Lanting half hugged him, glanced at Shen Qingqu, then looked away, and looked down at Chen Zhu.

He said, "Azhu, can you go home?"

The person in his arms restrained his spikes, revealing an itchy obedience, nodded, "Yeah."

The heating in the car was turned on low, so as not to make people who suddenly got seated from the cold wind feel dizzy, Xu Lanting waited for Chen Zhu to adapt for a while, and then slowly turned up the heating.

He didn't look at Chen Zhu again, and deliberately forced himself to look away.

The engine of the sports car roared, and when the crowd was about to take a look at the cool running posture of the supercar, the car moved forward like a tortoise.

The people holding their mobile phones on the side of the road, who were about to take pictures of the sports car, were stunned, that's it?

The onlookers waited patiently for a while, but the car kept moving forward at a turtle speed.

The bicycle on the side easily surpassed the racing-level supercar, and there was a sentence in the wind, "Look, my dear, the four-wheeled one can't outperform our two-wheeled one."

The man didn't care about the strange eyes around him. After driving slowly for a while, he gradually accelerated.

While stepping on the accelerator, he looked at Chen Zhu's face through the rearview mirror.

Chen Zhu lay down by the car window in a daze, looking at the pure white snow-colored sky, and the white air he exhaled formed a small circle of water mist on the window.

Seeing that there was no sign of motion sickness, Xu Lanting was relieved, and slowly drove the car onto the highway.

And at the moment when the car entered the high speed, Chen Zhu suddenly said: "I'm dizzy."

Xu Lanting paused while holding the steering wheel, then slowed down his voice, "Are you dizzy? Can you bear it for 10 minutes?"

"No."

"Azhu, it's a highway now, I can't stop." Xu Lanting clenched the steering wheel and coaxed him in vain, "Be good, we'll be there soon, okay?"

"No."

"Honey, bear with me, huh?"

"Do not--"

Xu Lanting was quick to wit, and blurted out, "So heaven will send a great mission to the people..."

"You have to suffer first." After Chen Zhu finished speaking, he looked at the window with a wooden face, "I can't."

Xu Lanting sighed helplessly. He looked at the left and right lanes, thinking about the possibility of stopping the car.

Who knows, Chen Zhu suddenly said: "Open the window."

He raised his finger and drew a smaller circle on the small circle formed by the mist, "Open the window."

It was freezing cold, if the window was opened, Xu Lanting estimated that ice scum would form on the two of them immediately.

"It's very cold." Xu Lanting thought for a while, and still opened a small gap, and then raised his hand to turn up the heat.

"I'm not afraid of the cold." Chen Zhu said, stretching out his hand, looking at his fingers quietly.

He seemed a little puzzled, frowning tightly.

Xu Lanting was afraid that Chen Zhu would get motion sickness, so he teased him all the way, "What's wrong?"

"It's gone." Chen Zhu stared blankly at his fingers, then smiled slightly, "The chilblains on his hands are gone."

Xu Lanting's body froze, and the air in his lungs was obviously warm, but it seemed like he was in a blizzard instantly.

Moscow, blizzards, chilblains...

The man was speechless for a moment, he took a deep breath, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "What else."

As if remembering something, Chen Zhu lowered his head and raised his trousers, looked at it, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at it.

The man immediately understood that his wrists, ankles, and even his toes had all been frostbitten.

"And..." Xu Lanting slowed down, and then said, "Where does it hurt?"

But Chen Zhu smiled faintly, "It's all gone." He was confused, and when he saw that the injuries on his body had disappeared, he grinned happily.

There is no place to hurt anymore, no more pain.

Chen Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes reassuringly, and leaned back on the chair.

But Xu Lanting kept clenching his teeth tightly, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Azhu." Xu Lanting's voice was hoarse, "Brother, I'm sorry."

The hardships and sins that Chen Zhu has suffered in those years have all turned into the sharpest sword, gouging out the man's heart one after another, almost Ling Chi.

When the car got off the highway, Xu Lanting couldn't hold on any longer. He parked the car on the side of the road, lowered his head slowly, and leaned on the steering wheel.

The man's originally tall shoulders were bent in a dejected way, and the death-like silence surrounded him, almost swallowing him.

Chen Zhu didn't sleep well, he moved impatiently and let out a small hum.

Drowsy, the sound of the car opening and closing was vague, Chen Zhu seemed to hear the footsteps of the man getting off the car and walking towards him.

Who is it... Chen Zhu tried to grasp a trace of sobriety, but suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

The man's strength was great, but it was only for a moment. In the next second, he opened slightly, as if holding a fragile treasure, holding him in his arms.

"Is it still cold?"

When Chen Zhu heard a familiar voice, he felt a faint headache. The memory engraved in his bones made him resist a little, and he struggled.

But although the man hugged him very carefully, he didn't intend to let him go.

After struggling for a while, Chen Zhu became a little impatient, he didn't like the feeling of being forced.

Chen Zhu had a stern face, and his words were serious, "Don't touch anything rude." He poked the man's chest, "I'm going to get angry."

As soon as Chen Zhu finished speaking, Xu Lanting let him go slowly.

He was not afraid that Chen Zhu would be angry, but that he would feel uncomfortable.

Chen Zhu got off the car unsteadily, shivering from the cold wind.

"Get in the car, okay?" The man wanted to coax him back into the car, "It's cold outside."

"Not good." Chen Zhu was very stubborn, stubbornly wanting to walk home by himself.

Xu Lanting took off his coat, put it on Chen Zhu's body, hugged him, and turned his body to block the oncoming cold wind.

"It's warm in the car, let's get in the car, huh?" Xu Lanting opened his coat, wrapped her in his arms, and coaxed Chen Zhu over and over again.

Chen Zhu's eyes were pitch black, and the tip of his nose smelled the familiar cologne finish.

He suddenly became ruthless and pushed Xu Lanting away.

After Chen Zhu pushed the person away, he turned around and wanted to run, but the snowy road was slippery, and he fell to the ground before he could run a few steps.

Chen Zhu held his head subconsciously, trying to relieve the pain - but he didn't feel any pain.

Xu Lanting struggled up from the icy snow, half hugged the person, and sighed helplessly, "Success, it's more troublesome than before."

He picked up Chen Zhu and carried him on his back.

Chen Zhu felt dizzy for a while, and when he realized it, he was already lying on the man's broad shoulders.

"If you don't ride in a car, you like to blow the wind. Cheng," Xu Lanting gritted his teeth, turned him upside down, and stepped on the snow step by step, "Let's blow the wind."

The people on the back became quiet for a moment, Xu Lanting breathed out a mouthful of white mist, time seemed to return to that summer day.

The drunken boy was crying and making noise, but when he got on his back, he became extremely quiet.

Xu Lanting tilted his head, and touched Chen Zhu's fair cheek with the tip of his nose, "You still have to memorize it to be obedient, right?"

Chen Zhu blinked, and looked directly at him, "No."

Xu Lanting couldn't see that look in his eyes, turned his head and continued walking, "Success, you are the most obedient."

After a while, just when Xu Lanting thought Chen Zhu was asleep, the person on his back slowly argued, "The fare from Chinatown to the highway is sixteen dollars."

"There is also a toll at the intersection of the expressway, which adds up to more than 25 dollars." Chen Zhu accurately calculated the fare of his own home, "...too much money, I have no money."

Chen Zhu retorted softly, "I don't have any money."

The man stopped in his tracks, his eyes turning red.

He waited for a long time so that he would not lose his composure on the unfamiliar street.

Xu Lanting: "Be good, don't be afraid." He carried the people who had been away for many years on his back, and walked slowly on the bustling streets that didn't belong to them.

"Azhu is very powerful, now he has money." Xu Lanting said slowly and word by word, "Don't be afraid, baby."