Lu Zhi knew that he was going to make up lessons for others today, so he woke up early in the morning. When he saw the breakfast on the table, he thought about it. Lu Shen should not be giving lectures today.

It is now July, and Lu Shen's school is on summer vacation. Every time the school goes on winter and summer vacations, Lu Shen will go to educational institutions to give supplementary lessons. Today is his vacation day.

"Did you change shift? Why did you get up so early." Lu Zhi went into the kitchen to fill a bowl of porridge and walked out.

Lu Shen was having breakfast, he swallowed the steamed stuffed bun, and said, "No, Principal Yang's father-in-law passed away, and I will go there later."

The bowl in Lu Zhizhuo's hand fell into pieces with a thud, and all the porridge in the bowl spilled on the ground.

"What did you say?"

Lu Shen didn't understand why Lu Zhizhuo was so excited that he even dropped the bowl. He has always been calm, and he didn't show his emotions or anger.

In fact, Lu Shen is going to accompany Zhang Jubai today. Zhang Jubai's family and Grandpa He Jianwei are neighbors. Although Zhang Jubai is injured, he is recovering, so he has to go there anyway.

In addition, that was Principal Yang's father-in-law, and Principal Yang treated Lu Shen very well, and Lu Shen happened to go with Zhang Jubai on the same road.

"You have a good relationship with Jianwei on weekdays. You should take the time to visit him after you finish your lessons." Lu Shen remembered that He Jianwei and Lu Zhizhuo had a very good relationship. The two often went out to play together, and Lu Zhizhu reacted so strongly. can also understand.

Lu Zhizhuo's mind was a little confused, why didn't He Jianwei tell him about such a big matter?

He remembered that when he went to visit He Jianwei's grandfather, He Jianwei's grandfather even asked him to pick some flowers and go home. Such a kind old man just left.

Lu Zhizhuo shook his head, He Jianwei should be very busy now, it's normal that he can't contact him in time.

Lu Zhizhuo suddenly raised his head and said firmly, "Dad, I'll go there with you."

Lu Shen was startled by the look in his eyes. He always felt as if he had touched some important information, but it was so fleeting that he couldn't grasp it.

Lu Zhizhuo called the parents of the child who made up classes to ask for leave, and left the community with Lu Shen. A luxury car was parked at the gate of the community.

Lu Zhi looked at Lu Shen. Lu Shen's ears turned red, and he whispered, "Let's go, Zhang Jubai will go with us."

Only then did Lu Zhizhuo realize that he had disturbed the two-person world of his father and Mr. Zhang.

As soon as Lu Shen walked to the car door, the car door was opened from the inside, a pale and slender hand stretched out, and pulled Lu Shen in.

Feeling the heat behind Lu Shen, he bumped into Zhang Jubai's arms. He was afraid that he would overwhelm Zhang Jubai's wound, so he hurriedly wanted to get up, but Zhang Jubai hugged him tightly around his waist.

Zhang Jubai lowered his head and took a breath on the back of his fair and slender neck, then kissed him.

"Mr. Lu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Lu Shen's fair face blushed completely, "Let go of me first, knowing that I'm still here."

Zhang Jubai looked up and saw Lu Zhizhuo standing in front of the car door and watching him coldly.

But he didn't let go, but greeted Lu Zhi with a smile, "Morning, Zhi Zhi, come up quickly."

Lu Zhizhu nodded politely and said, "Morning, Mr. Zhang, please give us a ride."

"No trouble, I'd love to."

Zhang Jubai likes Lu Shen, but he doesn't mean to love Lu Zhizhuo. He draws the boundary very clearly. Zhang Jubai couldn't do it. After all, even if Lu Shen could have children, he didn't want an extra person to intervene between him and Lu Shen. Lu Shen had him alone.

Lu Zhi straightened his back, sitting aside like a sculpture.

Zhang Jubai didn't want to really make Lu Shen angry, so he let him go and let him sit next to him instead of on his lap. After all, his relationship with Lu Shen had only softened recently, and he didn't want to go to bed for a while. Back to before liberation.

But even so, Zhang Jubai's hands were dishonestly placed on Lu Shen's waist.

Lu Shen had nothing to do with him, knowing that such a concession was not easy, but knowing Lu was right next to him, he couldn't help but blushed.

Lu Zhizhuo could tell that his father and Zhang Jubai had feelings for each other, as long as his father was happy, he wouldn't care, but if Zhang Jubai dared to do something to offend his father, Lu Zhizhuo would definitely His parents didn't even know him.

Zhang Jubai didn't know that if he was a little careless, he might be picked up by Lu Zhizhuo, and he happily rubbed against Lu Shen's body. When Lu Shen moved, he grinned and said that his wound hurt again, and he had to Only with Lu Shenqing and Qingqing can I be relieved.

Lu Shenming knew that this guy was talking nonsense, but when he heard Zhang Jubai yelling for pain, he couldn't help getting flustered, he was really eaten by Zhang Jubai to death.

……

"Jianwei, this is the curator of the provincial museum, curator Sun." He Guangru led a man in his fifties over.

"You are Mr. He's beloved Sun He Jianwei. I often hear Mr. He mentioning you." Curator Sun has received help from He Yiliang in his early years and has always remembered it in his heart.

He Jianwei shook hands with the other party, with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude, "My grandfather also mentioned you to me before he was alive, saying that Director Sun is conscientious and abides by his duties."

Curator Sun waved his hand and proposed to offer incense sticks to He Yiliang and burn some paper money.

"Jianwei, Mr. Zhang will come over later." He Guangru reminded.

He Jian nodded slightly, "Well, I see, you and my mother don't worry."

He Guangru looked at his son, who was in charge of his own affairs, with pride and bitterness. This child would never tell the two of them what was on his mind. When He Yiliang and Fu Jingrou were still alive, He Jianwei had someone to confide in. They are all gone, there is no one in this world who can make him open his heart.

It's a reciprocal retaliation. When He Jianwei was young, he and his wife were teaching abroad and never stayed by He Jianwei's side. When they came back, He Jianwei had grown up and didn't need parents at all. It is enough to have grandparents. They have spent more than ten years improving the relationship between them and He Jianwei. Unfortunately, there is a high wall that cannot be broken under the seemingly harmonious family.

That was He Jianwei's heart wall.

He Jianwei and He Guangru talked for a while, and curator Sun just came out after burning the paper money. He was busy with work, and it was hard for him to find time for this trip. He was about to leave when He Jianwei stopped him.

"Director Sun, please stop. I have something I want to talk to you about." He Jianwei hurriedly called Director Sun to stop.

Curator Sun didn't know why, but he walked up to He Jianwei kindly. He thought that this junior needed his help with something, and for the sake of Mr. He, he didn't mind helping.

"My grandfather told me before he died that all the cultural relics in his collection will be donated to the museum. I wonder if you can come over when you are free."

Curator Sun's eyes widened, and he looked at He Jianwei in disbelief. He even thought he had heard it wrong.

This good thing that fell from the sky, actually hit him?

Curator Sun grabbed He Jianwei's hand excitedly and said, "You... are you telling the truth?"

He Jianwei nodded calmly, "Well, he said that these cultural relics should let more people see their beauty."

"Mr. He is really righteous." Curator Sun was so excited and moved that his eyes turned red.

After seeing Director Sun off, He Jianwei turned and walked towards the mourning hall, when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"See Wei."

He Jianwei turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Jubai and Lu Shen, and Lu Zhizhuo was the one walking at the back.

He Jianwei opened his eyes wide, obviously a little in disbelief that Lu Zhizhuo would appear here.

His throat was tight, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Lu Shen helped Zhang Jubai walk up to He Jianwei, Zhang Jubai patted him on the shoulder and said, "My condolences, if you need help, just ask."

He Jianwei came back to his senses with a stiff body, "Well, I'll take you there."

He Jianwei walked behind alone, he could feel Lu Zhizhuo's direct gaze, but he could only bite the bullet and walk forward, he was so flustered that he didn't know what to say to Lu Zhizhuo.

Lu Shen supported Zhang Jubai to burn paper money for He Yiliang, while He Jianwei stood aside, he felt his hand being pulled, and then the slightly cool hand clenched his hand tightly.

He Jianwei's heart was shocked, his vision gradually blurred, Lu Zhizhuo didn't say anything, he didn't ask anything, he just held his hand as it should be, without a trace of retreat.

It was he who underestimated Lu Zhizhuo. His youth was a young white poplar, tenacious, warm and bright.

When Zhang Jubai stood up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Zhizhuo and He Jianwei clasped hands. After a moment of astonishment, Zhang Jubai understood. It was written by Lu Zhi.

Zhang Jubai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, it was really interesting.

Seeing Lu Shen coming, Yang Peiyi pulled him and talked for a while. She thought that Lu Shen was able to come because he and He Jianwei had made some progress, and finally there was a glimmer of light in her gloomy mood.

"Aunt Yang."

Yang Peiyi heard the sound and saw that it was Zhang Jubai. Seeing that his lips were pale and his complexion was very bad, she asked worriedly, "Why is his complexion so bad?"

Zhang Jubai walked over and staggered, so scared that Lu Shen hurriedly hugged him, "How is it? Does the wound hurt again? Please don't move around, you have to stand up."

Zhang Jubai smiled and said, "Don't be angry, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt very much."

Yang Peiyi was originally concerned about whether Zhang Jubai was ill, but looking at the atmosphere between Zhang Jubai and Lu Shen, she felt more and more that something was wrong. Isn't Lu Shen his family's blind date?Why did you get involved with Zhang Jubai?

"Jubai, are you injured?"

Zhang Jubai nodded and said: "Well, I was accidentally stabbed by a gangster a few days ago, and I had a minor operation, and I am already recovering."

He Jianwei's family is closely related to Zhang Jubai's family, there is no need to hide it from Yang Peiyi, and there is no way to hide it.

Yang Peiyi was terrified, and hurriedly supported Zhang Jubai to sit down, "You too, if you are sick, you can rest at home well, and your grandpa He won't blame you for not coming to see him."

Zhang Jubai shook Lu Shen's hand and said to Yang Peiyi, "I'm here to see off Grandpa He anyway, besides, I don't feel at ease if I come here alone and I don't know the place of life."

No matter where Lu Shen heard him call Shen Shen, goosebumps came up immediately.

Yang Peiyi froze, "You and Xiao Lu?"

Zhang Jubai smiled and said, "Didn't Jianwei tell you? Shenshen is my fiancé."

Lu Shen and Yang Peiyi's eyes widened at the same time, who is their fiancé? !

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