Uncertain age difference

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Lu Chen's business trip was originally planned to be five days, but who knew that on the third night, this person had already finished all the work, packed up and prepared to retreat.

The brother yawned and went to see him off, and stood at the airport and complained loudly, saying that your sister-in-law also ordered a private restaurant, and they cook two tables a day, and they planned to take you to try it.

There is also the newly opened racecourse, which originally planned to take you to join in the fun.

"It turned out that you were fine. You ran back in a hurry. Who can steal your house?"

"Forget it, I don't know how to ride a horse." He smiled and said, "Next time I come to my place, I will invite you and my sister-in-law to dinner."

The senior brother patted him on the shoulder and said, "Definitely."

He also said, "I'll see your fairy next time, right?"

Lu Chen said warmly, "That depends on him."

"He's in a bit of a special situation right now."

The senior brother looked at him for a long time, shook his head and sighed, and said, "You."

Twenties like this.

Still like this at 30 years old.

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Brother has always known that Lu Chen was chasing stars, but he knew how crazy he was chasing after Ning Huang when he held his first concert.

That was the first time Ning Huang had his own concert in the snowy winter after being a musician for so many years.

That winter was also the coldest in these years, and snow fell in many southern cities.The winter was still warm the day before, and the temperature dropped the next day, so that the flu was rampant, and even Ning Huang was caught shortly before the concert.

After hanging the water for two days, as soon as the needle was pulled out, the tape was still attached, and I flew to another city overnight to rehearse the stepping on the field inspection.

When talking to Lu Chen, the voice is all false.

He said, "little uncle, shall I go find you?"

Ning Huang scolded him weakly: "What do you want me to do? How can you sing for me?"

He said, "I'll sing for you."

Ning Huang laughed when he heard it, and coughed while laughing on the phone, saying that if you fucking come up to sing, several of the audience below will die suddenly on the spot.

He was very uncomfortable hearing that voice, so he stopped making him laugh.

Ning Huang cursed and said on the phone: "Have you finished the work your mentor gave you? You don't look like you are here every day."

"It's time for you to go, how old am I, can I die without you, tell you, don't come, I won't see you when I come."

He doesn't speak.

Ning Huang asked him again: "Did you hear that?"

"...I heard it." He responded in a muffled voice.

That being said, he couldn't let go of his worries, and on the eve of the concert, he secretly chased after her.

It's also a coincidence that his senior brother's hometown is in this city, and he really can't bear to see his senior brother chasing stars for thousands of miles, so he kindly took him in for two days.

The day before the concert, Ning Huang caught a cold again and had a severe fever.

The senior brother looked at his stupid junior brother, wearing an apron, making ginger tea, putting porridge and side dishes in a thermos, bringing cold medicine and throat lozenges, and then he had to take a taxi to the concert venue to deliver them to others.

The senior brother took a sip.

——The craftsmanship is fucking good, better than his girlfriend.

No wonder the lab called him Mama Lu in private.

But one yard counts for one yard. The senior brother ate half a bowl of hot porridge, put down his chopsticks and scolded him, saying: "You are chasing stars and chasing fools, you, how can stars still drink what others send? I am not afraid of letting go." poisonous."

As a result, Lu Xiaocao, who has always been calm and restrained, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said, "Just send it, he can drink it or not."

As he spoke, he put on a white down jacket, lowered his head to tie his shoes, and was about to go out with two thermoses in his arms.

When the senior brother saw that he was really going, he jumped in shock, pulled him back and said, "Wait, you're really going."

"Fuck, I'll take you there, okay?"

The brother drove his brand new Land Rover, braved the heavy snow, and took him to the stadium where the concert was held.

All the way, the senior brothers kept blaming him for being sick, saying that he had never seen such a crazy star chaser. Do you know that little girls don't give them to star chasers anymore?People don't care about these things, you might as well learn from the ones on the Internet... What is it called, making rankings for data, right?Anyway, I don't have to go out to be cold.

He also said, these celebrity fans have gone all over the place, what's the use of chasing after you, even if you chase them, you won't be seen.You have the spirit of chasing stars, and you have all three boyfriends...

Seeing that he kept smiling and not speaking, he knew he couldn't be persuaded. He sighed heavily and said, "I'm usually a smart person, so why don't I let those bastard grandchildren call my mother stupid, and all star chasing will be my mother?"

"I'll tell them later that I can't shout any more. Isn't this making people limping?"

The broken gymnasium was in the university, and the brother searched for a parking space for a long time, and then called a friend.

I hung up the phone and explained to him, "I have nothing to do with those celebrities, at most I can find someone to bring you backstage."

"Just leave after delivering the things yourself, don't do stupid things, I don't care if you let the bodyguards beat you up."

Lu Chen nodded at him, stepped on the deep snow and walked over.

It was snowing heavily that day, and many people were guarding the entrance and exit passages, waiting for Ning Huang to come over for the rehearsal.

It happened to let them squat down.

Ning Huang was wearing a mask, his face was pale, and when he spoke, he was whining.

A group of people obviously got the news that he was ill, and they chased him and shouted, "Teacher Ning, pay attention to your health. We have sent you medicine. Remember to eat it. The porridge was bought in a convenience store, and ginger tea was also bought from the convenience store." It was delivered from a nearby restaurant. Please pay attention to your health and drink plenty of water.

Ning Huang walked very slowly, muttering as he walked, saying that he could take medicine and drink porridge, his assistant had already taken him to get a sealing injection, and there would be no problems in today's performance.

The fans urged him, saying that it was cold outside, so hurry up, hurry up.

He walked a little faster.

He also said, I'm alright, a lot of staff are taking care of me, so don't worry about it.

He stood there for a long time, and he was supposed to go forward, but he stopped suddenly.

Even the two thermoses he was holding in his hands suddenly felt redundant.

—— After Ning Huang finished speaking, he raised his eyelids.

I don't know if I saw him.

In the heavy snow, wearing a white down jacket, blending with the snow, like a fool.

The senior brother scolded him all the way, but he didn't feel anything.

After Ning Huang glanced at it, he suddenly lowered his head and avoided it as if he was passing by without knowing what to think.

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Later, he gave the two pots to the staff, and the staff just thanked them in a pattern, and said with a smile, thank you for your support, we will definitely pass them on to Mr. Ning.

But he is very clear that these cannot reach the hands of the little uncle.

In the heavy snow, he breathed white air, took off his gloves, and sent a message to Ning Huang with wooden fingers.

Choose every word carefully, delete and type, type and delete.

Finally, he sent: "Good luck to you."

With one deep kick and one shallow kick, he ran back to the parking lot in a dull manner.

His hair was covered with frost, and the crushed snow stepped on the gaps in the soles of his shoes, which condensed into thick snow blocks, as if he had been given a pair of ice horseshoes, and his feet were numb from the cold.

Even though the air conditioner in the car was turned on scorchingly hot, the chill still rushed from the bottom to the top.

Senior brother was smoking in the car. Seeing him, he choked out his cigarette and asked, "Have you sent it?"

He put his hands into his sleeves, lowered his head and said, "Give it up."

The senior brother was puzzled, and said, "You gave the fuck away, why do you still have a dead face?"

The phone beeped.

Ning Huang sent back his message.

He glanced down.

"it is good."

He smiled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned off the message on his phone.

He said, "Brother, it's too cold."

He sometimes thinks that the person who becomes bold because of being rich and brave enough because of being rich is not the little uncle, but himself.

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After getting off the plane, Lu Chen didn't even return home. After greeting Xia Ziyu, he went straight to the player's camp in the suburbs.

At six o'clock in the morning, before dawn, he was outside Ning Huang's room.

He had some bad intentions, and wanted to see Ning Huang's startled expression.

"Boom, boom, boom"

He knocked on the door lightly.

The sound of dragging footsteps from the owner of the room sounded from the door.

She was complaining sleepily, "Who is it?"

He doesn't speak.

The door in front of him was pulled open.

Lu Chen raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, but suddenly froze in place.

The 34-year-old uncle, with lazy brows and unruly eyes, disheveled hair, stood by the door, looking at him with sleepy raised eyebrows.

"... Is this a surprise?" Ning Huang asked.

Lu Chen's lips moved, and he said for a while, "Well, little uncle, have you changed back?"

"Ah."

Ning Huang yawned, pulled his tie, dragged him into the room, and kicked the door shut.

In a sleepy voice, he said, "You came just in time."

"Sleep with me a little longer."

As he spoke, he dragged him directly to the bed.

Lu Chen couldn't help laughing, saying "wait a minute, I haven't taken off my shoes yet."

Only then did his little uncle loosen his tie, and with a "plop", he fell into the soft pillow and bed.

Lu Chen sat down on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes. He found out the slippers by himself, hung his coat on the hanger, and untied his tie.

Just as he was about to find a place to put his tie away, he was dragged onto the bed again by his little uncle.

"Don't be so busy," Ning Huang said impatiently, "It will be dawn after a while."

He turned over with a smile and moved to the little uncle's side.

The straight shirt was wrinkled, and the cold metal buckle on the belt made the little uncle complain, and he tore it out and threw it beside the bed.

Ning Huang didn't have a camera or radio in his room, so he slept extraordinarily presumptuously, leaning on him like he was holding a big doll, and changed his movements a few times to find a comfortable place for his arms to rest. Then he said, "I just slept for less than five hours, and I played games all night last night."

"I'm young but really energetic."

Lu Chen said: "It's okay, then sleep late."

"Well," Ning Huang arched his head against his neck, found the place he was used to lying down, and said after a while, "Why did you come back so early from a business trip?"

He replied softly: "Fortunately, there are not many things."

"Come back at this time, and take the red-eye flight?" Ning Huang lazily complained, "Boss Lu, you are already so wealthy, do you need to be so picky?"

"It's a big deal, I'll report the ticket to you later."

Lu Chen just smirked, hugged him in his arms silently, and said, "Isn't it just to accompany you to catch up on sleep?"

Ning Huang let out an "oh", obviously very sleepy, and muttered in a daze, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

"Ah."

After a while, Ning Huang felt something was wrong again, and raised his eyes to see that this fool was still staring at him.

Then scolded: "You are closed."

"Shut up in a while." Lu Chen said, rubbing his lips lightly, and then kissing his cheek.

Said: "Little uncle, you sleep on your bed, I will see you for a while."

There is also a bit of mint flavor of toothpaste.

Some idiot caught a late night flight overnight and washed up on the plane to see him.

Ning Huang was a 34-year-old cheeky man, and he couldn't help feeling a little hot. He said "um", and buried his face in Lu Chen's neck.

Watch it as you like.

He didn't let him see it.