love is simple

"Brother Lu."

Lu Wangchen turned around, saw the boy standing a few meters away, and called him timidly.The boy has red lips and white teeth, and his face is also a little flushed.

"What did you call me?" Lu Wangchen asked him.

"My dad made me shout that." The boy pursed his lips.

"Well, let's call it that." Lu Wangchen turned around, unconsciously pulling the corners of his mouth.

I don't know when, the boy was always around him, and Lu Wangchen thought of the word "ghost lingering".

"Brother Lu, you are really good at playing games!"

"Brother Lu, can I read your comic book?"

Little brother Lu, little brother Lu.

While Lu Wangchen couldn't figure out how this weak-looking kid could talk so much, he gradually got used to his "Little Brother Lu".

Although he is the driver's son, he has done nothing wrong with his behavior and his quality is higher than that of ordinary children. At least when he is by his side, he never hinders him.

In the first month of being exiled to the county seat, every time Lu Wangchen received a call from his family from overseas, he always felt irritable, because the topic always revolved around how good his brother was, and his father always said on the phone that he Brother is either getting a scholarship or winning a competition, and all he can think about is going back to City A to hang out with those cronies.

How can he have any friends.

He hung up the phone before finishing a cigarette.

The boy is very small, but he always makes people feel that he is still a primary school student in the first grade of junior high school.Although he is small, he has a big heart when getting along with people, and he seems to have no scruples about doing anything.

The corner of the drawer in Lu Wangchen's house was full of notes written by the boy, most of which were meaningless nonsense, things that could be explained clearly with one opening and closing of the mouth, but the boy wasted a piece of paper.

He could obviously remind the boy to get out of the car and say that there is no need to pass him a note in the car, but he still couldn't say it in the end, because he liked the temperature when the boy's little hand squeezed into his palm, which was better than the winter in Spring City. Much warmer.

The boy is timid and often hugs his waist on the motorcycle. In fact, he knows that this is the safest position for two people to ride a motorcycle, but he always feels weird in his heart. After all, the boy behind him is 13 years old, not three years old. .

Then one day the boy stopped hugging him suddenly, and the wind kept passing through the gap between the two, and he realized that when two people are very close, if they are not close together, they will be worse than riding a motorcycle alone. be cold.

He couldn't express the strange feeling in his heart.Like, he had always been riding a motorcycle alone, and suddenly one day an uninvited guest came and took his place on the car, but he didn't want him to get off the car.

The winter in Chuncheng is really cold, and he wants to keep this person who came here for him against the cold wind.

So after getting out of the car, he said to the boy, "I'll pick you up later."

The boy's cheeks gradually turned red, especially at the corners of his eyes, no less than when he just kissed his eyelids.

"No, no, it's too much trouble for you." The boy waved his hands and said, "You will be cold too."

Even at this moment, the boy was warming him, obviously he was already shaking.

Lu Wangchen's head became heavier and his vision became more and more blurred. The boy disappeared from his vision. When he opened his eyes, the wind was blowing in from the balcony, and the curtains by the French windows were blown up, almost hitting his chest. face.

It seems that the typhoon is coming again.

It was already afternoon when Xu Cheng followed Liang Jing's car back to City A. He guessed that Lu Wangchen would basically not be at home at this time, so he asked Liang Jing to take him downstairs to Lu Wangchen's residential area.

"Do you want me to accompany you up?" Liang Jing put his hands on the steering wheel and looked at him sideways.

Xu Cheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, waved his hand and said, "No, it's already troublesome for you."

Thinking of Liang Jing driving for several hours while he fell asleep all the way, Xu Cheng felt very sorry, as if he had taken advantage of others.

Liang Jing seemed to have read his mind: "If you don't drive with me, I will have to drive back for a few hours."

The two exchanged contact information in the car and agreed to see the house the next morning.

Before getting off the car, Liang Jing asked him, "This neighborhood is where your...boyfriend lives, right?"

Xu Cheng nodded with difficulty, Liang Jing smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll just ask casually, because I don't think this neighborhood is cheap."

Soon, Liang Jing asked again: "Are you living with him?"

Xu Cheng didn't expect Liang Jing to ask so bluntly. Maybe he never lied, or maybe he didn't feel the need to lie to Liang Jing. Xu Cheng nodded again.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow, and I look forward to having you as my tenant." Liang Jing finally said.

Xu Cheng opened the door and just put his backpack on the shoe cabinet when he looked up and saw Lu Wangchen in home clothes lying on the sofa in the living room.

Almost at the same time, Lu Wangchen got up when he heard the sound, and before he turned around to leave, he had already jumped up from the sofa, barefooted, and walked across the living room with two long legs. He hugged him tightly at the door.

"Xiao Cheng, tell me, I'm not dreaming, you're back, you're really back." Lu Wangchen's voice was hoarse beyond Xu Cheng's expectation.

The smell of alcohol on Lu Wangchen's body was much stronger than usual, and when his head was buried in Xu Cheng's neck, Xu Cheng even smelled the smoke from his hair.

"Did you not take a shower last night?" Xu Cheng choked out a sentence for a long time.

"I'll wash it, I'll go wash it now," Lu Wangchen almost rubbed him into his body with his arms, "as long as you don't leave me again."

Xu Cheng felt that his wine might not be sober, otherwise he wouldn't have said such illogical words.

"I came back to tidy things up...Xu Cheng patted his arm and signaled him to let go, after all, if Lu Wangchen intended to hold him back, Xu Cheng would not be able to break free by himself.

But Lu Wangchen didn't intend to let go at all, he just put his head on his shoulder, and the weight of his whole body almost fell on him.

"Let's agree...Xu Cheng was knocked back a few steps by his gradually overturning weight until his back touched the wall.

"We have already broken up." Xu Cheng tried to push him away.

Unexpectedly, with this push, Lu Wangchen was actually pushed by him, and he staggered a few steps back. If Xu Cheng hadn't caught him quickly, the back of Lu Wangchen's head would have been smashed into the museum shelf next to the entrance.

"...Xu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked carefully at Lu Wangchen, his face turned red, and his forehead was still dripping with sweat, "What's wrong with you? "

Lu Wangchen pulled Xu Cheng's hand and pressed it to his face. Xu Cheng's palm was instantly shivered by a scorching heat. Looking at Lu Wangchen again, his blurred eyes seemed to be steamed by the temperature of his face. fog.

"Don't go, okay?" Lu Wangchen put his arms around his waist, and knocked his forehead on his shoulder again, "I seem to be sick, so uncomfortable."

Xu Cheng froze in place.The person leaning on him, who was able to run towards him a minute ago, was so fragile that even his voice was a little delicate at this moment.