Uncertain age difference

176.

Dinner is eaten on the terrace. Salt-baked chicken and salt-baked shrimp are served with cold dishes, which are just right to go with wine.

Boss Lu opened a bottle of red wine and replaced it with Coke for the children.

Still unable to hold back his little uncle's curious eyes, Lu Chen slowly told him about the past when his father came to beat him up.

It's actually a bit embarrassing.

He came out to his family when he was in college, but his father never expected that he would dare to set his eyes on his little uncle.

Among the relatives of the Lu family, Ning Huang is well-known as a vicious bastard.

Back then when Ning Huang's parents divorced and there was a fight between the two sides, he almost pissed off his father. Later, when there was a disagreement at the New Year's Eve dinner, he dared to overturn the table.

Ning Huang was a shameless and ruthless character in the Lu family. Later, when he became famous, people dared not provoke him. Don't dare to let go.

But after living together for a long time, not to mention his father, all the relatives of the Lu family murmured and chewed their tongues behind their backs, saying that Lu Chen and Ning Huang had lived together for many years and didn't come back during the Chinese New Year. If you like men, don't be in love with them.

He also said that Ning Huang is a singer, and the entertainment industry is very chaotic, who knows what he is doing with Lu Chen.

Nowadays, there are many young boys who grow up beautifully, but there are quite a few who go astray.

This bad talk has been spread, and it has changed.

The most face-saving person in my father, when he heard this, he turned black-faced and couldn't hold his breath.

Then one couldn't hold back, and rushed to the door.

Ning Huang went out for activities that day, and he was the only one at home rushing to report and work on a project, and he knew it was going to be bad the moment he opened the door.

But he also knew that such a day would come.

As soon as his father sat down on the sofa, he could only pour water for his father.

You don't even need to put down the cup, just start training him.

Lu Chen was about to memorize that set of words on the phone, and it was nothing more than saying that he was mentally ill, disobedient, and psychopathic.

Lu Chen just bowed his head and listened, and his heart slowly fell to the bottom of the valley after every sentence.

The father obviously saw that he was perfunctory, and said, "I can't tell you clearly here, you come home with me."

Lu Chen lowered his head and said he couldn't go back.

Father stared at him as if he couldn't believe what he said: "What did you say?"

He raised his head and said slowly, "Dad, I'm sorry, I don't plan to go home for the time being."

"If you have anything to say, finish it."

The father dropped the glass in his hand.

With a "snap", the pieces of glass splashed in all directions, rolled to the ground, and scratched the back of his hand.

Just got a slap in the face.

Then he ate his fist.

He staggered, clenched his fists, then loosened them, but he couldn't fight back.

This step is also very familiar, maybe he is already at the bottom of the valley, he has nothing to look forward to, and he is not even afraid.

He thought dazedly, that's all.

——The only bad thing is that this is the little uncle's house.

The cup fragments need to be swept up later, and it is better to buy new ones.

I don't know if any debris fell under the sofa, so I have to move it away to see.

It hurts to be beaten, but somehow, at this moment, he has lost his mind.

But suddenly heard the voice of the little uncle.

Then his father shoved his hand, which fell on another man.

When he came back to his senses, Ning Huang didn't know when he was standing in front of him.

With a tense face, his father pushed him.

He should have just returned from an event, still wearing a black velvet shirt and a white suit on his left arm.

The makeup artist added a rhinestone at the end of his eye, which shone under the lamp.

Ning Huang pulled him back, looked at his father coldly, and said for a while, "What are you doing? You came to my house to beat someone?"

"Did you see that I have a good temper and easy to bully?"

Ning Huang is a head shorter than his father.

However, his aura was frighteningly cold, so he stood there quietly, covering him firmly behind his back.

The manager came back with Ning Huang, standing at the door, neither entering nor retreating.

His father was panting heavily, his neck was red: "Get out of the way, I am his father, and he is my son."

"This is my home," Ning Huang said coldly, "I stand wherever the hell I like."

Lu Chen's throat was so congested that he couldn't speak.

He gently tugged at the corner of the little uncle's clothes, trying to keep him out of getting involved in his bad luck.

"Why, do you still want to do it?"

Ning Huang stood in front of him without moving, only staring at his father and said slowly: "The police here are not friendly, anyone who beats someone will be imprisoned."

"It's me you want to hit, and I can also send you to the newspaper, the headline, by the way."

His father didn't move.

Ning Huang said to the agent at the door: "Zhao Zhe, call 110."

The manager let out an "hey" and took out his phone for some unknown reason.

Start dialing.

His father finally took a step back.

Dingding stared at him for a long time, turned his head and left, and gave him a vicious look before leaving.

It wasn't until the door closed that Ning Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

The air in the room also suddenly relaxed.

The agent also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was scared to death, I thought you were going to do something."

Ning Huang snorted coldly, and said, "He's so tall, I can beat him with my hands."

The agent asked: "What's the matter with this person? Are you still calling?"

Ning Huang said: "Fuck you, just scare him."

"...You go downstairs first, buy me some Band-Aids and come back."

The manager took a look at Lu Chen from afar and said, "Band-aids are useless if your face is swollen."

Ning Huang's originally beautiful and stern face distorted in an instant, gasped, and cursed: "It's not him, it's me."

"I stepped on the broken glass, damn it... Lu Chen, let go."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Chen hugged him.

177,

In fact, the glass slag was not deep, and Ning Huang knew something was wrong as soon as he stepped on it, but he had to put on a cold face in front of his father, so he didn't move.

It's just that Lu Chen was so anxious that he hurriedly called the family doctor, took out all the broken glass and bandaged it up.

After sending the doctor and the agent away, there were only the two of them left in the room.

Dumbly swept up the debris on the ground, and took off Ning Huang's shoes.

One foot stepped on glass shards, and the other foot was still wearing a shoe.

Ning Huang also knew that he was in a mess, so he said awkwardly and awkwardly: "I took off my shoes when I entered the door, who would have thought that you would be beaten as soon as you looked up..."

"Your dad is the same. Why didn't he even give a notice to beat you? If he said he would do it."

Lu Chen didn't speak.

He was beaten in front of Ning Huang, and he was very embarrassed. Seeing that Ning Huang was injured, his heart had already sunk to the bottom, and he didn't know who to grab it.

I can't hold my head up all the time.

His lips squirmed for a long time before he could say "I'm sorry".

The voice was low and muffled, like a big dog thrown out of the house, and said dejectedly, "Little uncle, I'm sorry."

Ning Huang sighed, hooked his hands, and said, "Come here."

He walked over.

The swollen face was pinched by the little uncle.

I gasped in pain.

Ning Huang snorted softly and said, "What are you sorry for?"

"It was beaten like a pig's head."

He didn't speak.

Ning Huang looked at him for a while, and then saw that his hand was scratched by the glass, and he frowned and said, "Why didn't the doctor wrap it for you just now?"

Lu Chen whispered, "Forgot."

Ning Huang was so angry that he wanted to swear.

Pressed down, picked up the gauze iodine left by the doctor, snorted and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Lu Chen stretched out his hand.

Ning Huang took a cotton swab, frowned, and carefully applied iodine on him.

The cold brushed the wound, and there were bursts of burning pain.

Lu Chen didn't seem to feel it, and remained motionless.

Ning Huang muttered while painting: "You too, your dad beat you, you just stood there, why did you have two legs, can't you fight back and run?"

"I've never seen you so honest and obedient."

Under the light, Ning Huang's eyelashes trembled, and the broken hair around his ears also swayed slightly.

After taking the medicine, he wrapped it with gauze.

After staying for a while, I saw that he didn't want to talk.He took another pen, bypassed the wound, and lightly drew a villain on the outside of his gauze.

A dejected expression, a slumped look.

Only two dog ears are missing, just like Lu Chen, alive and well.

Lu Chen looked at it, and his originally heavy and depressed mood floated a little unconsciously.

He withdrew his hand, looked and looked, and finally couldn't help but say: "Little uncle, can you still draw villains?"

Seeing that he finally spoke, Ning Huang closed the cap of his pen and said softly, "When I was a teenager, I didn't like to listen to lectures. Except listening to songs, I was doing it all the time."

"It is often caught by the director and hung at the door of the classroom for exhibition."

Lu Chen looked at him in disbelief: "Show your paintings?"

"...Exhibit me." Ning Huang glanced at him speechlessly, and said, "Lu Chen, have your brain been broken?"

Lu Chen was stunned.

The originally dry lips finally curved into a slight smile.

178.

In order to make him happy that day, Ning Huang rarely told him about his past.

He said that when he was in high school, he often went to sing in the evening to earn living expenses. After singing, he would sleep in a bar, and the next day he would brush his teeth and go to school. garish.

I can only ask someone to borrow a coat at the door, and as if I am deceiving myself, I put it on and rush into the door.

Generally speaking, halfway through the rush, the director stopped him with his back collar.

Then the whole school exhibition at the entrance of the station.

"It's a shame." Even at the age of 27, Ning Huang still frowned when thinking of that scene.

Bad students also know shame.

But deliberately pretending to be a cool guy who is not stingy and doesn't care, and stands at the door with his pockets on his hands. He pretends not to see anyone passing by to take a look at him.

A good student, Lu Chen, had never been treated this way, so he couldn't help asking: "And then?"

"Then? I ran away while he wasn't paying attention. Are you really standing there at the exhibition?" Ning Huang said lightly.

But after thinking about it, he said: "But it's not good for me to be unruly. I didn't have many friends in high school. At that time, I always went to bars. Our school said that I was a gangster... They didn't dare to talk to me. .”

"There are a few real gangsters in the school. I think they are stupid and I don't want to talk to them."

Although he doesn't study much, he can make money by going to bars anyway, and he doesn't like those idiots who don't do their business and know how to spend family money every day and find trouble for the family.

Lu Chen can almost picture a little uncle who is worth [-] to [-] yuan, with unruly and handsome eyes, listening to music alone in the corner of the school.

... This is more attractive to girls in high school.

He couldn't help asking: "During high school, no one gave you a note?"

Ning Huang lazily said, "Yes, but I pretended not to see it."

When he was a teenager, he hadn't been beaten by the society, and he was dragged to death. What kind of love and affection were there, and he couldn't get into his eyes at all.

Seeing other people's young lovers being caught by the dean, they all muttered, what's the point of muttering next to them.

After muttering, the dean nodded, pointed at him and said to the young couple, "See, even he understands this."

Then the dean kicked him again and said, "Where are you going? You arrive late and leave early every day. You don't fall in love, and you don't do human affairs."

"—You stand by the wall for me."

He cursed and went to stand by the wall again.

He said it was embarrassing, but his eldest nephew liked to hear it, and after hearing it, it seemed brighter.

Ning Huang seriously doubts that Lu Chen just likes to hear him make embarrassments.

But when he turned his head and saw the haze gradually dissipating from Lu Chen's eyebrows, he finally endured it.

Forget it, love to listen to it.

Lu Chen said suddenly: "Little uncle, if I write you a note, will you pretend not to see it?"

Ning Huang laughed and said, "You? When I was in high school, were you still in junior high school? Little brat?"

Four years old.

That's pretty big.

Lu Chen asked him a little stubbornly, and said, "I'll just say, what if."

"Should I be around your age? I'll write you a note and stuff it in the hole in your desk."

Ning Huang stared at him for a long time, vaguely sketching the outline of Lu Chen when he was a high school student in his mind.

Unconsciously, the ears felt hot, turned his head away, and said lightly: "That depends on what you wrote."

The corners of Lu Chenhu's mouth finally turned up, and he hugged him quietly like this.

Like hugging a huge cotton doll.

Ning Huang snorted softly and muttered, saying what kind of waves are you making.

After hesitating for a moment, I asked him if he was in a better mood?

Lu Chen nodded.

Shaking his head again.

Ning Huang couldn't understand the code words he had encrypted.

But unexpectedly, he was gently kissed on the forehead.

Slowly and awkwardly, he blocked his mouth.

The tongue ran over the lips and kissed sticky for a long time.

The last big man with a height of 1.8 meters.Buried in the crest of his neck like a big dog, calling him in a muffled voice.

little uncle.

Ning Huang was stunned.

Finally, he lowered his eyes and stroked his hair.

The voice is rare and soft.

"Lu Chen... don't cry."