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

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In the bedroom on the third floor of Lu’s house:

Lu Zheqian's astonishment was only momentary, and then he immediately began to "turn on the customer", and forcefully imprisoned Ye Xiyu in his arms, then pressed his forehead against his forehead, looking deeply into his eyes—— His eyes were deep and distant, like a sharp knife, as if it wanted to penetrate his soul.

His heart was deeply hurt by this gaze immediately, but in order to "destroy his image" in front of Lu Zheqian, he still smiled at Lu Zheqian in a flattering way - the flowing between those eyebrows and eyes seemed to be the stars of last night. Like the dew in the morning, and like the frost and snow on the tip of the leaves, Lu Zheqian's heart was floating in his eyes.

In the end, Lu Zheqian kissed his lips abruptly, and he also closed his eyes and fell slowly - he knew that this night was destined to be a sleepless night.

The two hearts are slowly lost in the vast snowfield of the world of mortals. The picture is like a veil of spring rain, filled with throbbing love, but also blooming with trembling hatred.

What was different from the past was that Lu Zheqian didn't sneer at him that night as before, but was replaced by a quietness that frightened him a little - Lu Zheqian was like a motionless mountain, silently standing in a silent place Looking at his various "performances", there was disbelief, sarcasm, and a hint of hatred in his eyes.But he couldn't stop, and could only continue with this clumsy performance.

After an unknown amount of time, he collapsed on the bed exhaustedly, and recalled the look Lu Zheqian looked at him just now—for some reason, he seemed to see a trace of disgust hidden in those eyes.

He thought to himself, did Lu Zheqian start to hate him?Thinking of this, his heart suddenly groaned, and then he smiled bitterly.

However, he felt that this is fine, if this continues, one day, Lu Zheqian will get tired of him, right?At that time, Lu Zheqian should let him go, right?

Moreover, the purpose of his performance this time was to "self-destruct his image", and then let Lu Zheqian feel such a painful disgust towards him.

Thinking about it, a bitter tear, like the bitter rain of a winter night, slowly slid down the corner of his eyes onto the quilt, leaving a scar full of pain on it.

At this time, Lu Zheqian suddenly came out of the bathroom, and quickly took a set of clothes from the closet and changed into it.

Lu Zheqian quickly changed his clothes, then walked to the bed, raised his chin abruptly, looked deeply into his eyes that had not faded away, smiled coldly, and said sarcastically: "He is really a charming fairy from the bottom of his heart."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zheqian let go of his jaw, looked at him with cold eyes as if there was a trace of disappointment, and left the bedroom.Hearing a "bang", Lu Zheqian slammed the door of the room forcefully.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, his heart seemed to be stabbed severely by something, and it hurt coldly.He laughed at himself again, then moved his sore body, stood up with difficulty and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.

He quickly got dressed, then picked up the phone on the bedside table and took a look - it was already nine o'clock in the evening, but he hadn't had dinner yet.

He sighed softly, then went downstairs to the kitchen to cook himself another noodle, then brought the noodle to the dining room, while eating, he recalled Lu Zheqian's attitude towards him just now.

After eating the noodles, he sighed deeply, and then went to the kitchen to wash up the dishes.After that, feeling depressed, he didn't want to stay in the house all the time, so he went for a walk in the yard.

The night breeze was cool, he couldn't help hugging himself gently, and then continued to walk forward under the dim light.As he walked, he unknowingly walked out of the small courtyard next to the swimming pool—only then did he realize that the appearance of this newly built two-story building was very similar to the cement house in the small courtyard in Heling .

He couldn't help but stop, and looked through the vines on the fence to the living room - at this time, the door of the living room was open, and he saw Cheng Yongbin sitting in a wheelchair listening to Lu Zheqian talking, Cheng Yongbin Occasionally, I will smile happily.

At this time, a young woman suddenly appeared in the living room with a bowl of medicine, then walked up to Lu Zheqian, looked down at Lu Zheqian who was squatting, smiled happily, and said something to Lu Zheqian.

Lu Zheqian looked up at what she said, then took the medicine bowl in her hand, and began to feed Cheng Yongbin the medicine spoon by spoon, while the woman stood beside Lu Zheqian, looking at Lu Zheqian affectionately. Zheqian—although he was a little far away from them, but from the woman's expression, he could feel that the woman liked Lu Zheqian very much.

For some reason, this scene deeply hurt his heart, he turned around abruptly and left the place, and walked towards the basketball court - for some reason, when he saw that scene, he suddenly felt that he was an insignificant outsider.

While walking along the basketball court, he thought to himself—who was that woman just now?Was Lu Zheqian invited to take care of Cheng Yongbin's nanny?Or Lu Zheqian's sweetheart?

Thinking of this, his heart felt a pang again - if so, isn't he a third party? !Does the "self-destructive image" he just directed and acted have any meaning?

Because, if Lu Zheqian already has someone he likes, then one day, Lu Zheqian will take the initiative to abandon him, right?Then the scene he just staged, isn't it like a clown in Lu Zheqian's eyes?Not even a clown?

Thinking of this, he sighed softly, then walked back to the house in a disturbed state, and then returned to the third floor, laying on the quilt with Lu Zheqian's breath, and fell asleep uneasy.

In the middle of the night, he was awakened by his own nightmare, then sat up abruptly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He looked at the dazed darkness for a moment, then took the mobile phone on the bedside table, then clicked on WeChat, and couldn't help sending a WeChat message to Lu Zheqian—Xiao Zhe, are you asleep?

But after sending it, he felt it was inappropriate, so he immediately withdrew it, and then sent another WeChat message to Lu Zheqian, lest Lu Zheqian would be angry or suspect that he was plotting something wrong when he saw the message he suddenly withdrew.

Ye Xiyu: I plan to visit my father every day from now on, is that okay?

After sending the message, he felt dizzy for a while, so he put down the phone, lay back on the bed and looked at the dark ceiling, maybe he was too sleepy, and he fell asleep again without knowing it.

It was already dawn when he woke up again, and he quickly picked up his phone to check, only to see that Lu Zheqian had already replied to him——

Xiao Zhe: Yes, I will let Zhang Hua take you there

Xiao Zhe: Departure at [-]:[-] am and come back at [-]:[-] pm

He stared blankly at the message for a moment, when his cell phone rang suddenly, and he was startled. He took a closer look and found that it was Zhang Hua's call, so he quickly answered it.

Undoubtedly, Zhang Hua told him to prepare quickly, because it was already 08:30.After hanging up the phone, he quickly got up and cleaned up, then found a cold bread in the refrigerator, ate it, and went out.

Seeing that Zhang Hua had already parked the car at the gate of the yard waiting for him, he hurried over and got into the car, then smiled at Zhang Hua, "Morning, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Hua smiled while starting the car, "Morning, have you had breakfast?"

"Well, eat it, how about you?"

Zhang Hua smiled and said, "Eat early, if you are tired, take a break."

He gave a soft "um" and then stopped talking.

Soon, Zhang Hua played a piece of popular music that he had never heard before—compared with Feng Bin's old age, he felt that Zhang Hua's personality seemed to be more lively and talkative.

However, Zhang Hua seemed to feel that he didn't like talking, so she didn't bother him, and just did what she was supposed to do step by step.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help feeling a little envious of Zhang Hua and Feng Bin—although he didn't know if there were ups and downs between them, they were not bound by the rules of the world in the end, but followed their hearts and bravely fought with what they wanted. The people I love are together, and now I am very happy.

And what about him and Lu Zheqian?Even without those stumbling new and old grudges, he seems unable to break through the shackles of the world and bravely be with Lu Zheqian.

He remembered that as early as Lu Zheqian had confessed his love to him, Lu Zheqian had advised him not to ignore worldly ideas and be with him.However, in the end, he gave up because of Ye Mingchao's attitude.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sighed silently, and then looked out of the window - the flower language was messy and the painting was bleak, and the westerly wind was blowing the bridge late.What is the age of wine in the evening pavilion?The lonely wild goose burst into tears.I saw that the sea of ​​flowers in May was swaying with the wind, as if whispering the twists and turns in his heart.