The conservative man who wears the past through the present is crooked

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Time passes through the gap of fleeting years, and the years have shuttle ripples, and the time has arrived in June when the first lotus blooms before you know it.On June 13th, that is, after school on Friday night, Ye Xiyu sent Lu Zheqian a WeChat message—Xiao Zhe, happy birthday to you!

Then, he sent a photo that he had taken in advance with a text - this is my birthday present to you, originally planned to send it today, but I have class tonight, so I will send it to you the day after tomorrow you.

After sending the message, he hurried back home, while silently waiting for Lu Zheqian's reply.

At this time, Lu Zheqian was in the Julan Garden—his leg injury was recovering well, and he no longer walks with a limp, so he strongly requested to come here to celebrate his birthday.

He and Cheng Yongbin sat in the tea room, while Lu Kunyong and Steward Song stood outside the door.The door of the tea room was not closed, so Lu Kunyong stood at the door with a cane and looked at them.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I had an exam on your birthday and I couldn't make it." He lied bitterly.

"Silly boy, I'm already in my dozen years old, it doesn't matter if my birthday is over."

He hurriedly said: "Why don't you care?! If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely hold a grand birthday party for you."

Cheng Yongbin smiled happily and said: "Okay, grandpa believes you can do it." Speaking of this, Cheng Yongbin looked at the small birthday cake on the table and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that, we Xiao Zhe is 17 years old, how time flies."

He smiled and said, "Grandpa, I want to grow up quickly, and then I will rescue you and catch the bad guys in."

Hearing this, Lu Kunyong, who was standing at the door, was so angry that his teeth itched, and then he leaned on the crutch hard on the ground, making a dull sound.

As if Cheng Yongbin didn't hear the sound, he just said to Lu Zheqian: "Silly boy, Grandpa doesn't ask for anything else, just ask you to be healthy and happy for the rest of your life."

As he said that, Cheng Yongbin lit the small candle on the cake, and said, "Come on. Grandpa will sing you a birthday song. When you were young, you loved listening to grandpa sing birthday songs the most."

He looked at Cheng Yongbin's gray hair and nodded lightly. Cheng Yongbin stroked his head, and then began to sing in a hoarse voice.

Hearing Cheng Yongbin's out-of-key singing voice, he couldn't help but think of his childhood—at that time, he and his grandfather still lived in a house in the country. When he celebrated his birthday, it was the season when the early rice in the village was ripe, and their house was covered by the golden surrounded by rice fields.Cheng Yongbin sang birthday song to him amidst the smell of rice all over the room, but at that time, Cheng Yongbin's voice hadn't worn away the vicissitudes of time.

Thinking about it, Lu Zheqian's nose suddenly became sore, but he knew he couldn't cry, so he quickly swallowed back his tears.

The short birthday song was sung quickly, Cheng Yongbin said with a smile: "Come on, just blow out the candles if you make a wish."

"Yeah." He closed his eyes and made a wish, then blew out the candle in one breath, then divided the small cake into two, and Cheng Yongbin and Cheng Yongbin each ate one.

Lu Kunyong, who was standing outside the door, kept frowning and looked at the situation in the room. Seeing that they were eating with gusto, Lu Kunyong suddenly lost his temper, turned around and left after a cold snort.

"Master..." Steward Song wanted to catch up, but he looked back at Lu Zheqian and the others, and finally stayed behind.

After a while, Steward Song saw that they had finished eating the cake, so he said, "Master, it's time to go back."

Lu Zheqian ignored Steward Song, but soon, several staff members came in and "helped" Cheng Yongbin away without any explanation.

Lu Zheqian stood up, stared coldly at the backs of the two staff members, and finally gave Steward Song another glance, butler Song quickly lowered his head.He clenched his fist helplessly, and then left the tea room, butler Song hurriedly followed.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when he saw the message Ye Xiyu sent him, he opened the picture a little curiously - it was a blue gift bag, the gift should be packed inside, so he couldn't see it .

He originally wanted to ask Ye Xiyu how he knew that today was his birthday, but after thinking about it for a while, he still simply replied with two words - thank you.

Ye Family:

Ye Xiyu, who was just about to go to bed, stared blankly at Lu Zheqian's reply, feeling a little lost in her heart - Lu Zheqian didn't seem to be curious at all about why he knew that today was his birthday and what gift he gave him.

However, he felt that this was good, lest he be dazzled by Lu Zheqian's sudden enthusiasm.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, then turned off the phone and went to sleep.

At this moment, in the study room on the first floor of the Lu family:

"Master," Steward Song took out a document from a document bag and handed it to Lu Kunyong who was sitting at the desk, "I have found the matter you asked me to check before. Look, this man is called Li Zien. That leaflet's hair is small."

Lu Kunyong looked at the photo on the upper right corner of the paper, frowned and said, "What's so special about this?"

Steward Song pointed to a line below and said, "This is what makes it special. This Li Zien is the eldest son of Dean Li of Yan Lan Garden."

"Oh?" Lu Kunyong looked at the line carefully, and then said: "You send someone to follow this Li Zien, and notify me if there is any trouble."

"Yes." Steward Song packed up the documents and left the study.

Lu Kunyong tapped the table with his fingers while thinking about something in his mind.

On Sunday morning, in the study room on the second floor of Lu’s house:

Ye Xiyu came to the desk lightly, saw Lu Zheqian reading a book in a low voice, he took a deep breath quietly, and nervously pushed the blue gift bag to Lu Zheqian's side.

Lu Zheqian stopped studying, raised his head to look at him, then picked up the gift bag, and said, "Thank you." After speaking, Lu Zheqian took the gift bag and put it under the desk, and then continued to study in a low voice. Not going to open it now to see.

Seeing Lu Zheqian's actions, he couldn't help being disappointed again, but he told himself that this is a normal teacher-student relationship - not close, not alienated, everything is just right.Thinking of this, he smiled in relief, then sat down and began to read a book quietly.

A day of immersion in learning flies by quickly.But, for some reason, when he left, Lu Kunyong, who was walking in the yard, actually stopped him——

"Ms. Xiaoye, please stay."

After hearing Lu Kunyong's voice, he stopped quickly, then turned his head to look at Lu Kunyong who was standing a few steps away, and said politely: "Hello, old sir." After this period of "exercise", he felt I can already deal with Lu Kunyong with ease.

Lu Kunyong walked towards him leaning on a cane, and said, "Mr. Xiaoye, why don't you stay and have dinner before leaving?"

Hearing this, he was startled, but still smiled calmly, and explained: "No, thank you, old man, for your kindness. It's just that my father asked me to go home for dinner, so I went back first."

Lu Kunyong nodded with regret, and said, "That's it, let's forget it. Hehehe, you helped persuade Zheqian to take the IELTS test before, and I haven't had time to thank you. How about it, how about I Let Lao Song choose a gift for you, what do you want?"

He quickly shook his head and said: "No need, old sir. This is what I promised you, and I just try my best to fulfill my promise. It's getting late, I'll go back first, and you, too, old sir Stay in the room, take your leave." After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Lu Kunyong's answer.

Lu Kunyong looked at his back and said loudly: "Mr. Xiaoye, walk slowly and be careful on the road!" After speaking, Lu Kunyong snorted coldly and went back to the house.

Third floor:

Standing in front of the French window of the bedroom, Lu Zheqian frowned as he watched Ye Xiyu leave in a hurry, then returned to the sofa and sat down.

He picked up the blue gift bag on the coffee table, and then took out the gift inside - a black rectangular box, and a scroll.

He opened the box and saw that there was a black pen inside. He picked up the pen and took a closer look, only to find that the word "Zhe" was engraved on the top of the pen cap—for some reason, he kept Looking at it, I feel that Ye Xiyu carved this word on it himself.

He couldn't help smiling, and put the pen back in the case, and picked up the scroll again.He untied the blue rope, and the scroll appeared in front of his eyes with a "swish", and he saw—the ink was vivid, the lake was shining, and the sky was shining.

This is an ink painting, which depicts ordinary lakes and mountains.Its uniqueness is that this painting depicts the lake where his mother rests.In addition, the artist also ingeniously added some ancient elements, so the artistic conception of the whole painting looks more ancient and elegant.

What surprised him the most was that the painter also drew a couple on the shore of the lake, and the couple was walking with their children by the lake - since this is an ink painting, and the painting is from the back, so you can see Unclear their faces.

However, it can be seen from their backs that this is a happy family of three, and they are like walking out of his dream, wandering in the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, lingering and forgetting to return.

Seeing this painting, his heart immediately felt warm—the painter seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and depicted all the scenes that he had been longing for but could not draw.

He stared at the painting for a moment, then carefully rolled it up and put it back in the blue gift bag.Then he took out the pen again and put the box back in the gift bag.

He came to the study on the second floor with a pen in his hand, and couldn't help but pick up his phone and send Ye Xiyu a WeChat message - thank you for the gift, I like it very much.

It was already 10:30 in the evening when Ye Xiyu saw Lu Zheqian's WeChat. He looked at the seemingly simple ten words, and the sense of loss in his heart disappeared instantly. He quickly replied to Lu Zheqian—You're welcome, you like it just fine.

To his surprise, Lu Zheqian replied to him very quickly - did you draw the painting yourself?

He replied—well, I drew it myself, but it's been a long time since I drew it, so the drawing is a bit rough.

He was also a number one scholar in his previous life. Although his talents in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were not superb, he still knew what he should know.

Lu Zheqian replied to him again——too delicate will be distorted, and roughness will be the fireworks in the world.

He didn't expect Lu Zheqian to have such emotion, so he didn't know how to reply for a moment. At the moment when he was stunned, Lu Zheqian sent him another WeChat message - it's late, good night.

He stared at the five words in a daze, and finally had no choice but to reply——Okay, Xiao Zhe, good night.

He turned off his cell phone, sat on the window sill and stared at the night sky outside, dazed in a daze.

At the same time, on the third floor of the Lu family:

Standing in the dark, Lu Zheqian was thinking about the birthday present he gave Ye Xiyu - it was supposed to be a good memory, but it turned sour because of an accident.

He thought, what kind of gift should he give as a supplement?

Under the starry sky in June, two hearts lost sleep together in the gentle evening wind—a vast distance across the Milky Way, with the poignant beauty of the ages, telling the love of the past and the present, but also cutting off the distance of the connection.

[The author has something to say: Hello everyone, cute and cute~

I rushed back to update~

But it is not sure whether it will be updated tomorrow, so you don’t have to wait~

Thank you for supporting my little cutie ^_^

In addition, I know that the writing I wrote still has many deficiencies in terms of writing style and plot, and some places may be ridiculous...but I will continue to work hard~

If you have any suggestions, you can leave a message and put them forward, I will try my best to improve ^_^

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