Uncertain age difference

When Lu Chen met Ning Huang for the first time, he was still a college student. He didn't want to go home and work nearby during the summer vacation, so he borrowed and lived in Ning Huang's house.

Ning Huang is his little uncle in name, but in fact, he has gone so far away and has no blood relationship at all. This name is just polite.

As for the rest of the known information, only Ning Huang is four years older than him, a music producer with a vicious mouth and a very bad temper.

The reason why this name can be remembered is also due to the friendship between relatives with the same surname during the festivals.

This name is always mentioned on the card tables. Several card tables in the old house are smoky, and each table has four people and eight hands. Mahjong is rolling on the green velvet table, accompanied by firecrackers. The ground rang, and relatives wanted to mention this name, half complaining, half jealous.

One said that the kid was promising, he just sang a song, he even changed his surname, he didn’t even say he changed his surname, he didn’t even come back once, and he didn’t even answer his phone calls, for fear that someone would take advantage of him to go .

Another sneer, what's the future, I haven't seen him appear on TV a few times, that is to say, he has a good face, does he really take himself as a wrist?

Bumping around, children crying, adults yelling, a few children ran over in a hurry, accidentally knocked down the ashtray, the gray-black powder was stuck on the ground, and was trampled on with the roar of adults.

This is the prelude to the Spring Festival.

Lu Chen was annoyed by the noise, so he took the book and went to the door to read.

These gossips seem to be inescapable.

Huh, huh, huh, mahjong is still pushing back and forth, after playing a round, it is neatly stacked again.

The topic returned to Ning Huang.

Lu Chen was distracted by the window, and unconsciously wrote a name with a black pen.

Ning Huang.

The name of his little uncle whom he had never met.

Daylight Akira.

This was all his impression of the name Ning Huang.

When Lu Chen stood in the apartment belonging to Ning Huang, he couldn't help but think of the name he wrote in the exercise book when he was in high school.

Compared with the old house, the apartment is like two worlds, and it is a bit empty for one person living alone. Whether it is the kitchen or the living room, they are empty and unpopular. The white marble countertops reflect Ning Huang's face.

Like this house, delicate and cold.

As a musician who just showed his horns, Ning Huang is really beautiful, not like a powerful person, with long and narrow eyes, thick eyelashes, red and thin lips, and a thin body. .

He was wearing a gray loose round neck and long sleeves, he was pulling disposable slippers, holding his long hair in one hand, looking for something in the room with his eyes.

Lu Chen handed over the black hair ties scattered on the table.

Ning Huang took it, wrapped it around a few times, and tied a ponytail.

Short like a rabbit's tail.

Lu Chen felt a little cute.

Lu Chen said his name.

Ning Huang was obviously not keen on dealing with people, so he glanced at him with his long and narrow eyes, and just responded casually: "Oh, Lu Chen."

He replied softly: "Yes."

Ning Huang asked again: "Can you cook?"

"Will do."

"You are responsible for the hygiene of the public area, is that okay?"

"can."

Ning Huang said: "The first room on the left is yours, don't look for me if you have nothing to do."

It's best not to look for him.

This was all discussed in advance. Lu Chen pushed the luggage into the side sleeper without any objection, and asked, "What should I call you? Uncle?"

Ning Huang frowned in confusion, obviously unfamiliar with this name, but finally let out a sigh of relief: "It's up to you."

While looking at his own side sleeper, he asked, "The rent..."

Not finished yet.

There was a "click" from the master bedroom.

Ning Huang had disappeared into the room.

Lu Chen touched his nose.

Looking at the empty and clean room again, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

cleaned.

Although the cleaning is very poor.

3.

Lu Chen considers himself good at housework and is quite confident in his cooking skills.

His resume is as follows:

My parents are on business trips all year round, have been self-reliant for many years, have read countless recipes, and even learned to bake cakes and biscuits by myself.

With its own efforts, the university was able to feed the three obedient sons in the dormitory, tidy up the dilapidated dormitory of the school, and clean the sink with moss.

Especially before and after the exam homework period, when Lu Chen was most stressed, when the floor tiles in their dormitory were mopped three times a day, and the toilet was cleaned four times a day, there was a refreshing fragrance that was rare in the men's dormitory, and Auntie Zha came in and called out expert.

In the end, the school grass Lu Chenxian became famous far and wide, known for his tall and handsome appearance, and his dignified and gentle masculinity.

Even the men's bed sent a pennant on his birthday,

There are five big characters in the book Ambilight: chief male mother.

However, that night, the three roommates lost to the male mother's punches, and were finally forced to change their name to Lu's father.

Even so, he was still defeated in front of Ning Huang.

Ning Huang always propped his chin, reluctantly picking out the chopped green onions and coriander, and pouted his picky mouth.

"Unappetizing."

"I hate potatoes."

"Pumpkin... Tch."

I don’t eat stewed potatoes, I don’t eat steamed pumpkin, I don’t eat celery, leeks, and carrots. The egg yolk is too choked and the egg white is too fishy. , even though I am a waste of housework, I am still very picky about others, picking this and that every day.

After several times, Lu Chen's blood pressure soared, but he couldn't attack again.

In his dreams, he beat his little uncle violently.

After waking up from the dream, I started to scratch my head and think about what to cook today.

4.

But Ning Huang also has cute moments.

Like waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, only to find that the kitchen light was on, and there was a faint rustling sound.

He thought it was snakes, worms, rats and ants, and didn't want to go out to have a look. He saw Ning Huang stealing his baked biscuits, and he was caught with biscuit crumbs on his face, and he pretended to be calm and floated back to the room.

When it disappeared, the fluffy pony tail bounced, like a rabbit's tail when fleeing.

Since then, the frequency of baking biscuit tarts has increased.

Later, when he was cheated for his internship as a part-time job, Ning Huang took his biscuit in his mouth to support him in the same way, and then scolded him with a look of disgust to be more careful, and took him home.

I would also buy him clothes that suit him in private, cut a hang tag, and pretended to throw it to him that I didn't want.

Later, after he came out and broke with his family, Ning Huang took him in as usual.

When his father came to the door.

Tell him, don't be afraid.

He said, I am not afraid.

He knew that no one would accept him, and one day he would leave that home.

The crackling mahjong sound was still in his ears. Those people said that Lu Chen was a good boy.

Mahjong said, they can't tolerate you.

He was on the edge of the terrace, watching the back of his father rushing away angrily, tall and stooped.

Ning Huang stood beside him.

Lu Chen said, "I'm fine."

Ning Huang said, "I'll blow the air."

He hasn't dreamed of bullying his little uncle for a long time.

Just dreamed of something else.

The first time he heard Ning Huang sing, Ning Huang was sitting on a plastic bench on the empty terrace, adjusting new songs over and over again.

He went over with beer and baked biscuits, Ning Huang looked up at him and asked him what he wanted to hear.

He leaned on the railing of the balcony and said he wanted to listen to love songs.

Ning Huang sneered and said no.

But still sang a soft little tune to him.

There was a breeze on the terrace, Ning Huang had sung it, and looked up at him.

The night sky and him are reflected in his eyes.

He wishfully believes that there are no stars in the night sky of the city, it must be because the stars have fallen on Ning Huang's strings.

He raised his head and took a sip of beer, crushed the beer can, and boldly called his name: "Ning Huang."

Ning Huang raised his eyebrows.

"What do you like?" He stared at him.

Ning Huang tuned the strings and said lazily, "Those who like to listen to me."

"Am I obedient?" he asked.

"Okay."

And humming this ditty, ten years have passed.

He became Ning Huang's obedient boyfriend.

5.

Lu Chen is 30 years old.

After graduating from graduate school, he was with Ning Huang, and then he started a successful business.

The spring breeze is proud.

The only thing that caught him off guard was that Ning Huang shrank.

- back.