editor in chief come after me

Lu Chenqian took the bag from Dad Lu.Inside the bag are the treasures that Dad Lu bought at home, stuffing food, drink, and play into it.

"It's not that you can't buy it outside, you can keep it for yourself." Lu Chenqian flipped through the colorful things in the bag.

"Did I say it was for you?" Dad Lu laughed at his son's self-indulgence, "Bring it back to Fu Yao, the porter of the Lu family."

"..."

"Understood, close the door."

Father Lu was straightforward this time, and closed the door with a snap.Editor-in-Chief Lu, who was disliked by his father, looked helplessly at the closed door.The mushroom nestled in the crook of Lu Chenqian's arm, rubbing his head against the back of Lu Chenqian's hand.The phone in his coat pocket vibrated suddenly, Lu Chenqian put down the bag in his hand to get the phone.

The caller ID is Fu Yao.If Han Xuyu was downstairs, he would just call him after waiting for a while.Lu Chenqian didn't need to think too much before he knew that Han Xuyu couldn't wait and wanted to urge him, so he must have ignored it.But it was Fu Yao's words.This guy can always live a thrilling and exciting life, and some bad things happen from time to time, and it really shouldn't be speculated with normal thinking.But what can't be ignored is the sudden palpitation when seeing the caller ID.

He answered the phone, and heard Fu Yao asking anxiously, "Editor-in-Chief, is the 4S store still open?"

Lu Chenqian thought it was a bit strange, but he still replied seriously, "The door usually closes at six o'clock, so it's too late."

Fu Yao let out a cry, a little absent-minded.

"What's the matter? Ask this all of a sudden." While listening to the phone, Lu Chen put the mushrooms in his arms into the bag, and walked downstairs with the bag containing all kinds of toys and mushrooms.

The person on the opposite side suddenly lost his voice. Lu Chen looked at the screen before and saw that the phone had been hung up. When he dialed again, he said coldly that the number you dialed has been turned off.

Lu Chenqian was a little impatient, and ran downstairs in three steps at a time.

When he ran downstairs, Fu Yao was standing next to his car holding a mobile phone, the white light from the screen hit Fu Yao's face, and Fu Yao's brows could be seen frowning.

Finally, he knew that the man was still standing there alive, but his palpitations were getting bigger and bigger, out of control. At least he has not yet learned how to get rid of this throbbing that came from nowhere and went to nowhere. convergence.

Lu Chenqian frowned and walked over.Fu Yao raised his head when he heard footsteps, and before he could call out to the editor-in-chief, the editor-in-chief grabbed his wrist, bent his elbow and pressed hard against his chest.He was pushed by the force on his chest with a clang, half of his body hit the car door, and the sound of his body colliding with the car door broke the weird silence.

Fu Yao could feel the pressure from the editor-in-chief on his wrist, chest, and back. Obviously, the editor-in-chief retracted his force and it didn't hurt, but this pressure still made him a little uncomfortable.He resisted looking at the editor-in-chief.The editor-in-chief frowned and pursed his lips stiffly.

There is only a layer of cloth between his back and the car door, and the greasy feel of the paint has touched his skin insatiably through the cloth.He was in pain but he didn't move.

The editor-in-chief is very angry, his mind is full of this.

"I asked the editor-in-chief to run away. I checked just now, and we should find a car repair shop first..."

It's just that the car has been splashed with paint, that's all.Lu Chenqian didn't care, nor would he take this matter to heart.

Seeing Fu Yao being pushed against the car door aggrieved by him, he clearly knew that everything had nothing to do with him, but he had to grab onto him with all his might.

Before the word "reason" came out, Lu Chenqian interrupted him.

"Why did you hang up the phone?"

"I was too anxious and dropped my phone, and the battery fell out."

Lu Chenqian frowned again, but said nothing.

"After turning it on, I thought the editor-in-chief would come down immediately, so I didn't call you again."

Lu Chenqian loosened his strength, pulled Fu Yao up from the car door, then let go of Fu Yao's wrist, took out the car keys from his pocket, and opened the car door. Pushed the co-pilot.

Lu Chenqian inserted the car key into the key slot and started the car.

"I checked just now, and there is a car repair shop here, and you can get there in 5 minutes." Fu Yao took out his mobile phone from his pocket, as if looking for browsing history.

Fu Yao straightened her back, trying not to let her clothes stick to the driver's seat.The editor-in-chief looked at him without driving, "The seat isn't soft enough?"

"I have paint on my clothes and it gets stained."

Lu Chenqian put his hand on his shoulder, exerted a slight force, and he and the driver's seat were tightly pressed together.

Just sticking to it, I felt all the fatigue was taken away from my body, this kind of softness attracted him.He has always known that he is greedy, and once he gets a little warmth, a little tenderness, and a little light, he is dying to want more.

"So what if it gets dirty."

"It's very troublesome to wash if it gets dirty." Fu Yao twisted against her will, trying to sit up straight.Lu Chenqian's palm was still attached to his shoulder. He only twisted slightly, but he still leaned firmly on the seat.

Fu Yao is always so trembling and frightened, or it can be said that he is deliberately getting along with the people around him.He wrapped himself completely in bandages, wrapped in a round shape, without edges and corners, so it would not hurt anyone.But he himself who was wrapped was tightly restrained and unable to breathe.

"Wash dead things when they are dirty, repair them when they are broken, and buy them after losing them. But people can't do it, and neither can feelings."

Fu Yao was stunned and forgot to make unnecessary struggles.

"I almost thought it was you who was splashed with paint." Lu Chenqian slowly put down his hand.

It was clear that there was no restraining force left, but Fu Yao felt his heart was being held tightly, just because it was simply mixed with emotional words that were difficult for Fu Yao to understand.

My breathing is about to stop, why do you say such things?What are you thinking?

"Didn't we agree a long time ago, remember to tell me when you cause me trouble, I should have the right to know, Fu Yao."

Lu Chenqian didn't go to any repair shop in the end, but just drove the silent Fu Yao and Mushroom back home.When getting out of the car, Fu Yao secretly took a look at the seat, and there was indeed a patch of paint on the backrest.He was a little flustered and didn't know why.

He was very knowledgeable and didn't talk to the editor-in-chief until he went to sleep.He turned off the light and lay on the bed but couldn't sleep.He always thought he could smell a strong smell of paint.He threw away his soiled shirt when he got home, took a shower and changed into his pajamas, but the smell just clung to him.

This smell kept reminding him, making him think repeatedly about what happened just now.Putting everything else aside, just look at the fact that the editor-in-chief's car was painted.

Did the editor-in-chief provoke someone?Why?Which step will that person do?Have these editor-in-chiefs thought about it and how they would deal with it?

Fu Yao tossed and turned, not knowing when she slowly fell asleep.When he woke up the next day, he looked at the time, it was only after five o'clock.This is the last day of the long holiday.

He got up and prepared breakfast, left a note saying that his family asked him to go home for a day, and went downstairs with mushrooms in his arms. He couldn't imagine how he would face the editor-in-chief when he woke up, so he had to choose this way. a method.

Of course he won't go home.He was standing at the gate of the editor's house with a mushroom in his arms, and suddenly he didn't know where to go, left or right, or forward?

He was hesitating when someone patted his shoulder from behind, and when he turned around, a smiling face hit his eyes.

It's Su Lin.

"What are you doing standing at the door so early in the morning?"

Su Lin glanced at his arms, then reached out and touched Mushroom's head, "Would it be a cat for a walk? But why are you still holding him for a walk? You are so funny."

"I'm just going out for a walk."

"Then it's okay." Su Rin laughed when she heard that, and hugged her arms, "You just come with me to see Jiang Yu."

Fu Yao was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong with Jiang Yu?"

"What's wrong with him? Don't you know the best?" Su Rin spread her hands and continued to ask, "Going?"

When Jiang Yu came to see him that day, Jiang Yu looked a little decadent, coughing like that, and didn't know how to take medicine and injections.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and Jiang Yu has known him for more than three years, and they lived in the same dormitory for more than three years. Jiang Yu took good care of him.On the contrary, he is always unable to handle the relationship between people well, and cannot handle it properly.

If he had made it clear to Jiang Yu earlier, wouldn't the two of them have to make a fuss like this?

"Let's go." Fu Yao responded.Su Lin nodded with a smile, and walked ahead with her long legs. Su Lin walked very fast, and Fu Yao barely followed.

Fu Yao hugged the mushroom and followed Su Rin for more than half an hour, and finally lost Su Rin in the intersecting alleys.He chased for two steps and looked around, but he couldn't see Su Rin's shadow.

He didn't have Su Rin's phone number in his hand, and he couldn't call the editor-in-chief for a number.He thought a little wearily, he is really incompetent, incapable of doing anything, and can lose track of everyone.The direction Su Rin was going in was not where Jiang Yu was renting a house, so he thought it might be some hospital at first.

Now that Su Rin is gone, he has no idea where to go.He took two steps back on the spot, feeling the strangeness of this place, and when he walked again, his footsteps were a little floating, not as if he had landed on the ground.There are still many places in Changzhou that he has not visited. In the places that he has not set foot in, the sense of unreality and emptiness is ubiquitous.

After taking two steps back, he walked back along the road. He walked in a nonchalant manner for more than half an hour, and reached the downstairs of Jiang Yu's rented house. He sat down at Jiang Yu's door, covering his face.He didn't move at all, from dawn until it was dark.

As soon as it got dark, Fu Yao stood up with the mushroom in his arms. Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he leaned against the door. It took him a while to recover.

The door behind him suddenly opened, and Jiang Yu was obviously surprised when he saw Fu Yao who was still covering his eyes.

Fu Yao put down his hands and looked vaguely at Jiang Yu who was standing inside the door. He smiled at his friend as usual.

He didn't think about why Jiang Yu was at home, nor did he think about whether Su Rin was lying to himself on purpose.

Jiang Yu's heart was astringent, he was silent for a while, and said as usual, "Why are you here, I just made dinner, you have always been so good at picking your time."

Like nothing happened.But things that have already happened...then don't worry about it, pretend, pretend that you always will, right?If you tell a lie, you will believe it too much, like Fu Yao.So pretend, pretend and pretend to be true.

Nothing has changed, both Fu Yao and Jiang Yu thought so.Whether it is smart or stupid, it is not clear.