Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

Zhong Yi was rushed back to the room because Lu Hezhang said that he needed some space to think independently.

People like Lu Hezhang take ten steps at a time, and they will never make a decision easily without careful consideration. Zhong Yi can understand and is willing to give him time to think.

Just... just don't let him wait too long.

When she woke up the next morning, Zhong Yi had planned to go to Lu Hezhang's room to carry out a surprise attack, but in the end he missed it.

Aunt Wu told him that Mr. Lu left early in the morning, probably in a hurry.

Zhong Yi had no choice but to stay in her room obediently and draw pictures, waiting for Lu Hezhang to come back.

This waited until night, when Zhong Yi heard the sound of a car downstairs, it was already ten o'clock.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes in a daze, and Lu Hezhang was already standing outside the door.

Just woke up, Zhong Yi's voice was still a little sticky, "Mr. Lu? Come in."

Lu Hezhang stood there for a while before coming in, seeing his expression clearly, Zhong Yi didn't feel sleepy at all, and felt bad.

He was clearly neither sad nor happy, but he carried a murderous aura all over his body. This kind of state usually occurs when... a business deal collapses.

He called out his name: "Zhong Yi."

Zhong Yi's heart trembled suddenly, feeling that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Lu Hezhang walked up to him, sat down on the chair beside the bed, and crossed his hands on his knees.

Zhong Yi forced himself to calm down, and forced a smile, "Why come to me so late, I will miss the crooked Mr. Lu."

"Don't talk about him left and right, you know exactly what I'm going to tell you next."

Lu Hezhang's voice was so calm, but Zhong Yi couldn't calm down anymore.

He wanted to cry a little.

After working so hard for so long, he finally saw a glimmer of victory, and now he is going to be sentenced to death, how can he bear it?

It would be better not to give him hope in the first place.

Zhong Yi endured it again and again, but still didn't hold back her crying, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know, I don't want to know..."

Those cold and hard words that were originally prepared were all thrown into the trash can when Lu Hezhang saw Zhong Yi's expression like an abandoned little beast.

Although he knew that his indecisiveness caused the current situation, Lu Hezhang still couldn't calm down and say something that might hurt Zhong Yi.

When the words came to his lips, he abruptly changed it to another way of saying, "Zhong Yi, being with someone like me, wasting a few years of your youth, and finally ending up in an old age without getting along with each other, it's not worth it."

"Why," Zhong Yi approached him and asked him, "Why don't you think we can be together forever?"

Why do we have to think about the worst outcome of everything?

Lu Hezhang said: "I have passed the age of believing that I can achieve anything with a passion. Assessing risks is my instinct to make judgments. Besides__"

He added: "I really don't like you that much."

Zhong Yi no longer dared to ask why.

The love between two people is really a kind of metaphysics sometimes, and it cannot be easily obtained by him step by step, otherwise there will be so many emotions in this world.

He covered his eyes, but still couldn't stop the tears from leaking from his fingers. In fact, he didn't want to be too embarrassed at this time.

"Mr. Lu, is there really no way for you to like me? Even though I have pursued you so hard, you have not wavered at all?" He grabbed the last straw before falling off the cliff.

But Lu Hezhang ruthlessly cut the straw.

He said: "I told you a long time ago that a thin boy like you is not in my criteria for choosing a spouse."

Of course Zhong Yi would not be humble enough to say "I will change what you like for you", because he hoped that what Lu Hezhang likes is himself, himself.

Then the problem is in a dead end again.

Zhong Yi put her face deeply into her palm, her voice hoarse, "I understand Mr. Lu, I won't do those unnecessary things to trouble you anymore."

"It's my fault that I didn't reject you clearly before." Lu Hezhang wanted to reach out to smooth his messy hair, but his hand froze in midair.

He finally let it go, didn't fall in love, and said rationally: "I mistakenly thought that giving you more company would bring our relationship back on track, but I'm too stupid, such behavior will only happen again and again For giving you the illusion of being in love, I apologize to you for everything in the past, and I will make it up to you later."

Zhong Yi couldn't say a word, only muffled low sobs.

Lu Hezhang stood up, and finally told him: "I will give you time and space to let you sort out your mood. When this turmoil passes, we can still meet normally like before."

His plan is very simple. The hormones are produced only because of intimate contact. As long as the two parties are separated from each other for a period of time, the illusion of love will definitely dissipate with time.

He can do it, not to mention the young and forgetful Zhong Yi.

As long as he doesn't waste time on himself, but focuses on his peers, he will definitely find someone he should like very quickly.Intellectually, this is the best way, but emotionally... Lu Hezhang feels that his breathing is a little difficult.

Before leaving, he thought of the root of all evil in the accident—his self-portrait.

The original manuscript of the self-portrait has always been in love here. If Lu Hezhang wants to completely block his thoughts, of course he must take that away.

"Since it is about to be terminated, let's throw away that self-portrait." Lu Hezhang said.

Zhong Yi raised his head, with tears still on his face, which made people unbearable to look at.

His nasal voice became much stronger, and his voice was still a little trembling, "Can't you leave that to me?"

"Stay here for a day, and your mind will continue for a day. Throwing it away is the best way."

Zhong Yi's eyes were red again, he quietly went to the bookshelf to get the painting, handed it to Lu Hezhang, and begged: "This is the first painting I drew for you, you may as well keep it for yourself, don't throw it away. "

If he resisted, Lu Hezhang might really be ruthless and throw it away, but now this pitiful and well-behaved appearance made Lu Hezhang unable to do so.He could only respond: "Okay, I won't throw it away."

Lu Hezhang took the painting away, and Zhong Yi's heart was also empty.

In just one day, last night he was still clinging to Lu Hezhang and acting like a baby, thinking that he could coax him well, why on earth did his attitude suddenly change after 24 hours passed.

Even his only thought, the painting, was taken away.

Zhong Yi took out the only photo of him and Lu Hezhang in his mobile phone, which was taken when he went to the resort last time. At that time, he almost thought that he and Lu Hezhang were just a matter of piercing a layer of window paper when they were together.

Only now did he realize that there was a vast ocean between them.

He really began to think, is it right to give up crossing this rough sea?

Lu Hezhang returned to his room, feeling so heavy that he wanted to kill someone.

All this belongs to Zan, who went to meet today: Lu Qiao's father, Lu Quan.

He came back from abroad.

When he was invited, Lu Hezhang guessed that he was a lobbyist invited by Zhong Linshen, and he had to meet because of business contacts.

Then, he mentioned Zhong Yi logically.

Lu Quan, an old fox, is much more sophisticated than Zhong Linshen. It can be seen from the fact that Zhong Linshen, as the biggest partner, was able to take care of himself when Zhong Linshen had an accident.He knew that he couldn't directly bring up the matter of wanting Zhong Yi back. Lu Hezhang hated others coveting his things the most, so he had to make him not want this thing from the bottom of his heart.

"Master Lu, if you don't say anything about Zhong Yi in private, I have to remind you that boys of this age are too busy thinking, and it is easy to lose control."

Lu Hezhang played with the tableware, and said in a long voice: "Oh?"

"Of course I don't dare to care about your private life," Lu Quan ordered some on the plate, "but I like his own ideas, have you considered it?"

It was this sentence that hit Lu Hezhang's mind in a crooked manner.

Seeing Lu Hezhang's hesitation, Lu Quan thought that he really cared about Zhong Yi's thoughts, but he didn't expect that he was thinking that he had never asked Zhong Yi if he wanted to return to his father's jurisdiction more.

Lu Quan thought he had hit the spot, and pursued the victory, and continued: "Zhong Yi is too young, at this age... Basically, he likes whoever he lives with. Besides, he lost his mother since he was a child, and his father I don't care enough for him, and it's normal to have a little Electrat complex. Lord Lu, if you don't want to cause yourself such trouble, if you like this child, you have to go back as soon as possible. "

Lu Hezhang only heard one important point: the Electrat complex.

Because of the lack of paternal love when he was young, he became attached to a mature man like his father.

Until the end of this meeting, Lu Quan kept emphasizing how much trouble Zhong Yi's feelings would bring him, but he couldn't guess Lu Hezhang's true thoughts at all.

Because he liked the various uncertainties in this young boy, he finally assessed the relationship between them with a high risk level, and thus gave up this investment behavior.

Sitting on the bed, he unfolded the sketch that Zhong Yi had drawn for him, and the moment he saw it, he understood why the stolen copy could only get the first place under the black box operation.

That's because they didn't see the original manuscript.

He still remembered that afternoon, when he was sitting behind the desk, Zhong Yi was sitting in front of him, focusing on tracing his facial features, with brush strokes as delicate as his hair.He suddenly thought of the scene where Jack painted Rose's portrait in the Titanic.

But he is not a romantic, he does not think that a momentary enthusiasm can last a lifetime, and he even always believes that the wrong love for himself will disappear with age.

The only thing he can do is to cut off this incorrect relationship in time, before he has time to regain his sanity.

Below the painting is written in delicate handwriting: Zhongyi Lu Hezhang.

Double entendre.

If he was 21 years old, maybe he would abandon all rationality and run to Zhong Yi regardless.

But he is already 31 and should be responsible for his actions.