What should I do if I see the blind date's son?

Lu knew that after eating something, he went to help He Jianwei greet the funeral attendants. It was too early at this time, even in summer, the air in the early morning was shiveringly cold.

After He Jianwei arranged everything, he got into the car. The car was driven by Yang Xinghe, and Yang Xinghe's wife was sitting next to him. Lu Zhizhi sat in the back and waited for He Jianwei to get into the car.

As soon as He Jianwei sat down, Lu Zhizhuo stuffed the breakfast into his hand, "Eat some, and fill your belly."

He Jianwei's heart warmed up, and he leaned on Lu Zhizhuo's shoulder exhausted, and Lu Zhizhuo's shoulder had become thicker and thicker before he knew it. He still remembered that when he was watching a movie at his home last year, he pretended to sleep and leaned on the Lu Zhizhu's shoulders were not only at the wrong height at that time, but also very thin.

Now leaning on Lu Zhizhuo's shoulder, He Jianwei already felt a sense of peace of mind.

"Have you eaten?" He Jianwei asked.

"Eat." Lu Zhizhuo helped him hold the soy milk, and gave He Jianwei a sip from time to time to prevent him from choking.

"If you're sleepy, lean against me and sleep for a while." Lu Zhi draped his coat over He Jianwei's shoulders, and put the small bag of breakfast aside for a while, took it down and threw it away.

He Jianwei couldn't sleep, he hadn't slept much these days.

"Let me lean on for a while." He Jianwei leaned on Lu Zhizhuo's shoulder, closed his eyes and rested his mind, he was greedy for Lu Zhizhuo's warmth, even just leaning on it would make him feel much more comfortable.

When He Jianwei and his party arrived at the funeral home, it was still dark outside, and the cold wind was blowing on their faces, making them shiver.

He Yiliang fired the first furnace, so there was no one in the funeral home at this time. He Guangru walked in the front holding He Yiliang's portrait, followed by people playing mourning music.

He Jianwei looked up at the gray sky, as if he couldn't see his head.

After the farewell ceremony, the staff of the funeral home said that the relatives could take a last look. He Guangru and Yang Peiyi held He Yiliang's body and cried loudly. Yang Xinghe, Dou Minzhi, and Yan Hongfei were also crying. The cremation room was full of people. People, the sound of crying is getting louder and louder.

Only He Jianwei's eyes were red, but he didn't shed a single tear. He was silently hysterical like a trapped animal.

Lu Zhizhuo stood beside him, holding his hand tightly.

"Jianwei, grandpa is going to see Xiaorou."

"Jian Wei, you have to be happy."

"Jianwei, grandpa is gone..."

He Jianwei's throat tightened, he gritted his teeth, and stared at He Yiliang's body for a moment.

Grandpa, please go.

……

He Yiliang's ashes were placed in the tomb of his husband and wife with Fu Jingrou, which was considered to have fulfilled He Yiliang's wish.

He Jianwei and Lu Zhizhuo walked at the back, suddenly He Jianwei pulled him back, and then knelt down in front of the graves of He Yiliang and Fu Jingrou with a plop.

"Grandma, this is Lu Zhizhi. He is the person I want to be with for the rest of my life. Grandpa, you have seen him too. I have chased him down now. Remember to tell grandma that he is very good, and you will finally be rewarded." I got my wish, remember to bless me to get my wish.”

Lu Zhi shook He Jianwei's hand and said, "Yes."

After finishing He Yiliang's funeral affairs, He Jianwei returned to He Yiliang's house exhausted, and Lu Zhizhu helped him into the room.

"Go take a shower." Lu Zhi said squatting in front of him.

He Jianwei sat in front of the bed, feeling a little dazed, the light above his head was soft, hitting Lu Zhi's fair face, filling his eyes with tenderness.

He Jian nodded slightly, and went into the bathroom. Lu Zhi looked at his back and was afraid that he would fall in the bathroom.

He knew that this kind of pain could only be healed by time, but seeing He Jianwei's trance-like state, he still felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Lu Zhizhuo went downstairs, ready to warm up milk for He Jianwei so that he could drink it so that he could fall asleep.

He Jianwei came out of the shower, his hair was still dripping, Lu Zhizhuo saw it and quickly brought a towel to wipe his hair.

"The hair is still wet. If you don't dry it, you will get a headache." Lu Zhi patiently dried his hair for him.

He Jianwei smelled the fragrance of milk in the air, "Are you heating milk?"

"Well, drinking it will make it easier to fall asleep."

No matter what brand of milk He Jianwei wanted to say, it couldn't save me, but this was Lu Zhizhuo's wish, so naturally he couldn't say such a thing.

He Jianwei took advantage of the situation to hug Lu Zhizhuo's waist, and rubbed against his neck, "Why are you so nice, my little friend."

Lu Zhizhuo didn't think it was a big deal, he was He Jianwei's boyfriend, shouldn't it be natural to take care of him.

"Big friend, don't act like a baby, drink the milk and go to bed."

Lu Zhizhi had the habit of drinking milk before going to bed. He and He Jianwei drank a glass of milk, then drove He Jianwei upstairs to sleep, and washed the cup downstairs by himself.

There are four rooms in He Yiliang's house that have been cleaned up, one for He Yiliang, one for He Jianwei's parents, one for He Jianwei, and one for Aunt Xu. The other guest rooms have not been cleaned up. What about the other three rooms? It is impossible to live with Lu Zhizhuo, so naturally I can only sleep with Lu Zhizhuo.

The two of them have never slept in the same bed before, and they have always lived in the standard room when they went out to play, and they were sure that they also lived in the suite when they went on vacation. Tonight is the first time sharing the same bed, but unfortunately the time is not right , neither of the two of them has a charming mind.

He Jianwei couldn't sleep, kept his eyes closed and didn't move, he was afraid of waking Lu Zhizhu up.

He lay down for more than an hour, but his consciousness was still clear. Suddenly, he felt a heat on his back, and someone hugged his waist.

Lu Zhizhuo squeezed into He Jianwei's quilt, put his arms around his waist, and pressed him close to himself.

"Turn over, I'll sing for you." Lu Zhi's low voice rang in his ear.

It turned out that Lu Zhizhuo knew that he hadn't fallen asleep.

He Jianwei didn't move, but Lu Zhizhuo suddenly stretched out his hand to support him, then turned over, jumped over his body, and rolled in front of him.

In the dark night, He Jianwei looked at Lu Zhizhuo dumbfounded, what kind of show operation is this?

Lu Zhizhuo and He Jianwei were lying face to face, and he stretched out his hand to pull the quilt to cover him.

"Uncle He, you are not good."

He Jianwei found out that his young man was getting more and more daring, and he became more and more comfortable molesting Uncle He.

Lu Zhi put his hands on He Jianwei's waist, and his cool fingers slid in from the corner of his clothes, touching the skin on He Jianwei's waist, the coolness made He Jianwei straighten up.

"Cool." He Jianwei reminded.

Lu Zhizhuo didn't withdraw his hand, but touched it more and more, and now he touched He Jianwei's shoulder blade.

"If you do a wrong question, you have to copy it five times. If you do something wrong, you will naturally be punished."

Lu Zhizhuo's cool voice seemed dangerous and sexy for no reason in the silent night.

He Jianwei wanted to refute something, but Lu Zhizhuo suddenly sang a lullaby, patting his back with his hands.

"Sleep, sleep, my darling..."

He Jianwei thought it was useless work, but he didn't expect that he would gradually fall asleep to Lu Zhizhuo's singing.

Lu Zhizhuo saw that He Jianwei's breathing was steady and he was really asleep, so he cautiously leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead.

"Good night."

……

Lu Zhizhuo was woken up by a mosquito bite. He turned over in a daze and planned to continue sleeping, but when he reached out and touched it, there was nothing. Then Lu Zhizhuo woke up suddenly.

Where's He Jianwei?

He sat up and looked around, he was the only one in the huge room.

Before dawn outside, Lu Zhizhuo lifted the quilt and walked out barefoot. The door of He Yiliang's room was wide open. Lu Zhizhuo walked in. He saw a person sitting on the chair next to He Yiliang's bed. It was He Jianwei he was looking for.

He Jianwei sat on the chair, motionless, with his head down, as if he was asleep.

But when Lu Zhizhuo walked over, he saw that He Jianwei's eyes were open, but they were dull, like a dry well with no bottom in sight.

Lu Zhizhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed He Jianwei's hands. His hands, which were always warm, turned cold. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here.

He Jianwei slowly raised his head, and when he saw that it was him, he was taken aback for a moment before slowly realizing who the person in front of him was.

Lu Zhi looked at him nervously, "Let's go back, your hands are cold, you will catch a cold."

He Jianwei stared at him, opened his mouth, and suddenly two lines of tears were caught off guard, and fell silently.

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, like a wounded beast, "I don't have a grandfather anymore..."

Lu Zhizhuo's heart suddenly seemed to be pinched hard, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

Lu Zhi hugged him and kissed away his tears, but the tears in those eyes were like floods that opened the gates. The more he kissed, the more he kissed, and he couldn't stop it.

Lu Zhi's eyes were red and his nose was sore, but he couldn't find a word to comfort He Jianwei. All the pain will pass, but the current pain has no other way but to bear it. The word empathy can never be truly understood It turned out that Lu Zhizhu couldn't share the burden, so he could only accompany He Jianwei.

The 28-year-old He Jianwei cried like a child in Lu Zhizhu's arms, but none of them felt that there was anything to be ashamed of.

The next day He Jianwei woke up smelling the smell of rice. His mind was heavy and he lay in bed for a long time before he remembered what happened yesterday.

I cried so much last night, I don't know how I fell asleep afterwards.

He Jianwei got up to wash up. In the kitchen was Lu Zhizhu's busy back.

He Jianwei stepped forward and hugged Lu Zhizhuo's waist from behind, "It smells so good."

Lu Zhizhuo turned his head to kiss him a good morning kiss.

"It's ready to eat right away."

"Ah."

The breakfast is very simple, just two bowls of noodles. Lu Zhizhuo also fried two eggs and put ham sausage, which can be said to be very luxurious.

"These two days have delayed your part-time job. I'll take you back later." He Jianwei said.

Lu Zhi stared at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched He Jianwei's face, this was not light, and He Jianwei let out a "hiss" in pain.

"Your business is not a delay. I have already asked for leave, just make up for it later." Lu Zhizhuo said lightly.

He Jianwei touched his face that was still aching, and knew that he had said something wrong just now, and touched the corners of his mouth involuntarily, his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

"Does it hurt? I'll be gentle next time." Seeing He Jianwei rubbing his face, Lu Zhizhuo thought he was too hard.

He Jianwei climbed up the pole, "Well, it hurts, it won't hurt if you kiss me."

Lu Zhi looked at him with a smirk, "I'm afraid I'm too light."