distorted impression

The lights of the shopping mall behind him dimmed, and Jiang Chengyue regretted it when he handed out the steamed buns. He remembered that he had kindly invited Lu Xu to eat the steamed buns the second day he lived with Lu Xu.

Lu Xu's reaction at the time was very intense, as if he felt that he was unreasonable.

So much so that Jiang Chengyue thought for a long time afterwards that Lu Da's designer was unreal.

He sensiblely patted the back of Lu Xu's hand twice, and spread his hands, meaning to return the steamed buns to himself.

"I've given it all, and there's still a reason to go back?" Lu Xu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you going back on your word?"

"Do you eat it?" Jiang Chengyue asked suspiciously, "Brother Lu, it might not be very tasty for you."

His expression of wanting to take the things back was too serious, and the charm that was just aroused in Lu Xu's heart gave up another two cents: "If it's not delicious, you still buy me."

Jiang Chengyue thought about it, and it was true. How could it be possible for a designer of an international luxury brand to sit with him on a flower bed in the urban area and eat white steamed buns? It would be bad if it spread.

"I'd like to ask for something else." Jiang Chengyue drooped her head, as if aggrieved, "But I'm too poor."

Lu Xu helped him with the styling supervision of the graphic model shooting today. After busying for a long time, Jiang Chengyue didn't think that set of pictures could make any money at all. Jiang Chengyue actually... wanted to invite Lu Xu to eat something else , as a token of thanks.

The light bulb above Jiang Chengyue's head was on.

Lu Xu is waiting for Jiang Chengyue's reaction. There is a Michelin three-star restaurant nearby, and there are several private kitchens frequented by designers a little farther away. people pass.

"Brother Lu." Jiang Chengyue finally spoke again, "Can you..."

Lu Xu raised his eyebrows, waiting for the next article.

Now, he is very happy to see Jiang Chengyue relying on him.

Jiang Chengyue's eyes flickered: "Can you lend me 20 yuan?"

"Just 20?" This is not what Lu Xu expected.

Lu Xu only had a card and no cash. In order to satisfy Jiang Chengyue, he handed the card to Jiang Chengyue, said a password number, followed Jiang Chengyue to a nearby ATM to get a 100 card, and looked at Jiang Chengyue again. Yue went to the convenience store next door and changed the money into five 20-yuan bills.

Lu Xu's usual workplace is Lu and Nancy's studio, and his social venue is the big shows of various brands. On such a midsummer night, it was the first time that he followed Jiang Chengyue to wander around the streets and alleys of the old city.

The sound of leaves rustled, and a bicycle bell rang behind the two of them. Lu Xu was still wondering what it was. Jiang Chengyue grabbed his hand and pulled him to the side of the road, avoiding two old-fashioned bicycles.

"The young man is well-dressed, why is he walking in the middle of the road!" The aunt on the bike turned her head and said a word.

"I'm sorry, Auntie!" Jiang Chengyue smiled, and suddenly found herself holding Lu Xu's hand, and hurriedly tried to let go, "Ah, I forgot to wipe my hands before pulling you."

He was worried that Lu Xu would be unhappy, but just as he unilaterally let go, Lu Xu clasped his fingers tightly and did not let him leave.

He moved his fingers, trying to break free, but Lu Xu pressed him so tightly that he even staggered a small step.

The temperature of Lu Xu's palm came from the fingertips.

Brother Lu, this is... what's wrong?

Jiang Chengyue thought about it, and felt that it should be Lu Xu who had never seen such a cramped street before he came down to earth, and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.

Therefore, he volunteered to let Lu Xu hold his hand, shook his hand to signal Lu Xu to be at ease, and take the initiative to lead the way.

Lu Xu took the initiative to hold hands and got a response. There seemed to be a bird named nancy fluttering its wings by his ears, and it crashed into his heart with curled feathers and sunlight.

He thought it over, no matter what Jiang Chengyue planned to buy him with the 20 yuan, he would be able to boast a few words.

He suddenly didn't find the night market, the snack street by the river, or the roadside stalls bothersome.

Jiang Chengyue kept her mouth open, chatting with Lu Xu about the history of this street.

The two turned a corner and stopped in front of a Sichuan mahjong parlor.

Lu Xu: "???"

"Brother Lu, don't move around here." Jiang Chengyue said, "I'll show you a show."

Lu Xu: "..."

Jiang Chengyue spent five or ten minutes sitting at the mahjong table, turning 10 yuan into 20 yuan.

Lu Xu brought two cups of black coffee and sparkling water from the marketing assistant, and when he walked into the mahjong parlor frowning, he happened to see Jiang Chengyue retreating a row of small green and white cubes on the table, pointing to a person opposite and saying : "Happi (Sichuan dialect, meaning idiot, fool)! You played a good hand of cards so badly, give me money!"

"Happy?" Lu Xu frowned.

so happy?

Jiang Chengyue threw him outside and didn't let him in, playing so happily by herself?

"Ah, Brother Lu!" Seeing him coming in, Jiang Chengyue immediately stood up and waved, "I won't play anymore."

The people at the mahjong table were still persuading him to come again, fearing that he would accept him as soon as he was good, but when he turned around, he saw Lu Xu standing by the door.Lu Xu's height comes from his German father, and the lintel of the mahjong parlor is much shorter than him. When he stepped in, he lowered his head slightly and looked around unhappily, like a popsicle in summer , The whole body is breathing cold air.

Whether it's brown hair or blue eyes, they are all out of tune with the urban atmosphere in the mahjong parlor, and they don't belong to the same class at first glance.

"Baby is from Sichuan, this mahjong player, come again next time!" Someone greeted.

"I'm not coming." Jiang Chengyue refused with a smile, and pushed Lu Xu out, "Let's go, Brother Lu."

"You came here just to turn your 20 yuan into 200 yuan?" Lu Xu didn't smile, his blue eyes were heavy, like a distant ice sea, and he was full of ancient thoughts.

"Hush." ​​Jiang Chengyue didn't notice that he was unhappy, because of excitement and nervousness, her cheeks were slightly flushed, hearing this, Jiang Chengyue tiptoed slightly, and put her index finger between Lu Xu's lips, "Brother Lu, don't tell my mom Playing mahjong, Aunt Lu Nian can't say it either!"

The popsicle scent on Lu Xu's body dissipated and turned into the green bergamot scent of men's perfume.

He laughed carelessly: "Why?"

Jiang Chengyue: "Ah..."

Jiang Chengchu was skinnier when he was in junior high school. Qu Jing was overseas all year round, and no one cared about him at home. He followed the high school students to the mahjong parlor for a few days. He only wanted to be a spectator, but he was naturally sensitive to computing games. , almost became the God of Gamblers in Chengdu.

In the middle of that year, Qu Jing returned to China with the medical team, took two small toys brought back from Africa, went home to save money, and then pulled out Jiang Chengyue, a junior high school student who was playing cards with a juice straw in his mouth, from the mahjong parlor. , A meal of roast pork with bamboo shoots put the future God of Gamblers back into the cradle.

Jiang Chengyue was very displeased with this experience, but Lu Xu wanted to hear it, so she had to blushed and was forced to go through the whole process word by word, and she was occasionally laughed at with unknown meaning.

"Then you dare to bet, is it itchy?" Lu Xu asked with a half-smile.

"I'm not for you!" Jiang Chengyue proudly raised the two fresh pink tickets in Lu Xuyang's hand, broke away from Lu Xu's hand, and swaggered forward, "Brother Lu, let's go, take you to order Interesting place."

for me?Lu Xu's pace slowed down a bit.

"Didn't you do it for others?" Lu Xu asked.

"No." Jiang Chengyue walked forward with a huge sum of 200 yuan, "One is for my own happiness, and the other is for Lu Xu. I have never played mahjong for others, and I won't play mahjong again. You can't sue me."

His shadow was stretched very long under the street lamp. He was carrying a drum on his back, with drumsticks inserted obliquely in his belt, and there were shadows of swaying leaves on his dark flaxen hair.

Lu Xu used to think that he was dressed like this, but now he only thinks it is free and easy.

"Baby." Lu Xu suddenly said.

"Huh?" Jiang Chengyue paused, and heard the strange address from Lu Xu's mouth, "What?"

"It's nothing." Lu Xu said, "Just now, in that small house, I heard those people call you that, so I followed suit."

Lu Xu didn't understand a few words just now.

He heard "happy" and "baby", both of which bothered him a little.

"Oh." Jiang Chengyue recalled it for two seconds, then remembered, "That's Sichuan dialect, and 'baby' means child."

The group of people were yelling in Sichuan dialect, but Lu Xu's Chinese pronunciation was Mandarin, which fell in his ears, and it had a different meaning than the dialect.

He pronounced it in dialect and said it to Lu Xu twice.

Lu Xu didn't know how much he had heard, he opened his mouth and pronounced in standard Mandarin: "Baby."

Jiang Chengyue was a little embarrassed to be called by him, and felt that she was underestimated, like a child who didn't grow up.

Jiang Chengyue only came to this city a week earlier than Lu Xu, but he was already familiar with the streets and alleys of the old city. He brought his brother Lu into a tavern with a huge sum of 200 yuan.

Jiang Chengyue ordered two glasses of wine with very low alcohol content, one of 120 and one of 60. He pushed the 120 glass to Lu Xu, then folded the 20 banknotes in change into small cubes, and stuffed them into Lu Xu's cup. In his pocket, he patted: "I paid back the money."

The resident singer of this tavern knew Jiang Chengyue, a friend Jiang Chengyue had met at home before. As soon as Jiang Chengyue came in, the resident singer was waving at him.

The songs chosen by the resident singer today are all rock and roll, which is very noisy.

"I went over to say hello to my friends." After the song ended, Jiang Chengyue remembered that Lu Xu didn't like too noisy environments.

Lu Xu's fingertips scraped the cold water droplets on the wall of the wine glass, and he rolled his eyelids: "Go."

"Hi, Brother Xiao." Jiang Chengyue walked over, "Uncle Fu and the others didn't come to play bass and disc for you today?"

"The family is busy. Uncle Fu's child is only two years old. He fell ill with a fever last night and was sent for an infusion overnight." The lead singer said, "I won't be able to come for these two days."

"That's really not easy." Jiang Chengyue said.

Apart from love, those who play music do not have a dream of becoming famous, but with the polishing of time and life, there are very few bands that can stay in the end.

"Come to play with friends?" The lead singer smirked, "A foreigner? He's handsome enough."

"I'm treating you." Jiang Chengyue said, "He's not used to rock and roll, he always finds it noisy, why don't you sing a folk song or something."

"Okok, listen to you, I'll change the song."

Lu Xu stared at the phone screen to check the time, Jiang Chengyue had already talked to that person for 3 minutes.

Jiang Chengyue is likable, has friends everywhere, just cashed out and ran into a mahjong parlor, and some people called him brother.

"Brother Lu." A head rested on his shoulder, "How's the wine?"

"It's not good." Lu Xu snorted.

The cheapest wine that Lu Xu had had before was less than ten thousand. He wouldn't even touch the wine in this tavern.

The fast-paced melody in the bar changed, and the resident singer changed to a folk song, playing and singing by himself——

【I'm thinking of you inside the Second Ring Road】

【You are in the spring breeze ten miles away on the mountain】

"Then let me taste it." Jiang Chengyue lay on Lu Xu's shoulder, stretched her paws towards the glass of fruit wine in front of Lu Xu, took a sip, and tasted it, "Brother Lu, it's not bad, how about you try again?"

【Today the wind blows to you and it rains】

【I said all the wine is not as good as you】

The faint scent of fruit wine floated in the air, and the transparent ice cubes in the glass collided twice, making crisp sounds in Lu Xu's ears.

Lu Xu suddenly felt that the wine he drank before was tasteless.

He took the cup in Jiang Chengyue's hand, took a sip of what Jiang Chengyue had just drank, and said in a calm voice, "It's not bad."