Uncertain age difference

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Sure enough, the dinner was finished very early, and the hotel of the brothers and sisters-in-law dropped by with them, and Boss Lu sent them back together.

Halfway through the car, my sister-in-law saw a seller of candied haws on the side of the road, and said she wanted to eat some, so she stopped the car.

Ning Huang followed and went down.

It seems that winter is coming, and there are more carts and haystacks selling candied haws. The hawthorn fruits are all surprisingly big, and the sugar coating is also crystal clear and thin, wrapped in slightly sweet glutinous rice paper, on the side of the street. It makes people's saliva tick.Lu Chen remembers that in the early years there were only hawthorns and yams, but in recent years there have been more oranges and strawberries, as well as strange fruit skewers.

His little uncle actually likes strawberries the most, and he can eat three bunches at a time, which saves him until dinner, but it's not the season yet.

He parked on the side of the road and waited.

Quietly looking through the window.

The sisters-in-law counted which one was bigger, and Ning Huang was standing next to her, with her hand in her pocket, watching.

Counting to the top one, the sister-in-law couldn't reach it, and before the peddler could make a move, Ning Huang reached out and took it off, and stuffed it into the palm of the sister-in-law.

I also took a hawthorn one by myself, and scanned the QR code to give the money.

The brother smiled and said, "He is willing to come out with you to meet people, is this considered settled?"

Lu Chen was silent, but smiled.

The brother said: "Look at your silly energy."

After a while, he let out an "ah" and said, "Who will believe what the fuck is going on about you two?"

Lu Chen said: "When you chased your sister-in-law back then, no one liked you."

"Is that the same?" Senior brother raised his head triumphantly, "At least I can see people."

"Let's talk about you, how many people in school listened to his songs back then. I went out and cut my hair so that I could play his songs again."

Lu Chen pursed his lips and laughed, and said softly, "Yes."

He couldn't even believe it himself.

Ning Huang had already bought candied haws and came back, the car door opened and closed.

The two in the back seat were already noisy and started to share candied haws.

"You let me bite again, why are you so stingy."

"Who is stingy? I just asked you if you want it, but you said no, and you bought it and then came to grab it."

"Don't make gestures, shit, in the car, don't prick your mouth anymore..."

The hotel where we settled is not far away, just near the restaurant, and it was delivered within two steps.

It fell to the ground, still arguing about the candied haws.

Ning Huang bit off two of the root.

After chewing slowly for a while, watching the two go away, he handed it to his mouth and asked him, "Do you want to eat?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Eat."

He turned his head and bit down one, the icing was not as solid as it was in winter, and a little bit of glutinous rice paper stuck to the corner of his mouth, and he rolled it into his mouth with his tongue.

Ning Huang stared at him for a while, then lowered his head and ate one.

There was a noisy couple in the front seat and the back seat, and they didn't feel quiet, but now they were the only ones left, and the car seemed a little deserted.

The sky outside the window was getting late, the pale sky, the glow of fire, the golden sycamore trees on both sides of the road were reflected from the hood of the car, and the branches and leaves trembled slightly.

Ning Huang looked at him while eating candied haws, and said after a while, "I didn't realize it before...Lu Chen, don't you talk too little?"

Lu Chen didn't look sideways: "That depends on who you compare with."

Ning Huang raised his eyebrows.

Lu Chen glanced at him with a smile: "Compared with senior brother, the words are a little less."

"Compared to you, it's still about the same."

Ning Huang laughed: "It seems so."

None of them are rowdy characters.

He might still be a little lively when he lost his memory, but most of the time he still pretends to be cool.

Ning Huang lowered the back of the car a little, chatted lazily with him: "How long have they known each other?"

"Brother and sister-in-law?"

"Ah."

"It's about the same as the two of us. We've known each other since undergraduate."

Ning Huang did the math: "...Ten years?"

Lu Chen said, "Almost."

"...It's been a long time."

Ning Huang murmured, leaning his head against the car window, not sure if he was talking about them or the two people outside.

It was the rush hour for commuting, and the car was a little bit overwhelmed, and the horn outside the car was muffled and blared one after another.

Ning Huang had finished eating the candied haws and hadn't walked out of the main road yet.

Ning Huang suddenly asked: "Do I smell of alcohol?"

Lu Chen said, "It's okay."

He still couldn't help wrinkling his nose and sniffing his collar.

Lu Chen smiled lightly.

Let his behavior have other meanings.

It reminded him of the countdown on Lu Chen's phone.

He actually wanted to say that it had nothing to do with the countdown, but he felt that this explanation was too silly.

In the end, he still didn't speak, and turned on the music in the car casually.

Just in time for the next playlist.

A lingering, hoarse and crisp English female voice.

In the lingering dusk, in the small space inside the car, it circulates and reverberates lowly.

The psychedelic makes people hoarse.

Lyrics about kisses, hugs.

about lovers.

Boss Lu is a sound idiot, but he is not illiterate.

The smile gradually deepened.

Ning Huang's eyes drifted out of the car unconsciously, and he cursed for a while.

He said, damn, when will this car be pressed.

192.

They didn't get home until after seven o'clock on the main road. Fortunately, Boss Lu drove patiently, and Ning Huang was probably already irritable.

Even so, it was already dark in late autumn, and Ning Huang walked home a little bored.

The moment the door was pushed open, a faint citrus scent enveloped comfort and warmth rushed towards his face, Ning Huang instantly relaxed his nerves, and even the anger of pressing the car dissipated most of it.

Follow the habit to wash your hands first.

Usually at this time, Boss Lu would seriously hang up his coat outside the door, and wait for him to come in after using the sink.

But now he came in after him.

Like hugging him from behind, using the same sink as him.

Ning Huang said, you can't wait.

Lu Chen smiled and said, wait.

He smeared the foam on the back of his hands, sometimes wrapped his hands with his palms, and sometimes squeezed the paste into his fingers and rubbed back and forth.

Guangming fiddled with each of his fingers, and gently rubbed his palm.

It's like playing with a slippery fish that can't be caught.

The water flowed freely between their fingers, Lu Chen lowered his head, breathing on the side of his neck.

There are only two of them in the house.

He could hear Lu Chen's even breathing.

Ning Huang knew what was going on in his mind, and bumped him back with his elbow: "Mr. Lu, have you finished washing? Your hands will wrinkle in a while."

But Lu Chen smiled and kissed the side of the ear, and washed the hands of the two of them seriously.

He looked up again to get a towel.

Boss Lu usually pretends to be slow, well-behaved and patient.

Ning Huang couldn't help feeling guilty, and came back to his senses quickly, rubbing his wet hand directly on his shirt.

The position is still blatant, and there are two wet handprints on the front of his chest.

Lu Chen held the towel and looked down: "..."

His little uncle seems to really like this part.

After finishing this feat, Ning Huang snorted softly, raised his legs lazily, and prepared to change into pajamas.

But Lu Chen suddenly pulled his wrist.

Trapped between Boss Lu and the sink.

Boss Lu watched him quietly and said, "Where are you going?"

Ning Huang said, "Change into pajamas."

"And then?" Lu Chen asked.

Ning Huang raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I'll be paralyzed on the sofa for a while, I'm too tired from pressing the car."

Lu Chen's face darkened slightly: "...and then."

"Eat some fruit and watch the evening news."

Lu Chen really couldn't pretend anymore, not only his face was black.

His eyes were still pitiful.

It seems to be accusing him of backtracking.

Ning Huang pinched his face, suppressed a smile and said, "Then take a bath...sleep with you."

"Is it alright?"

Lu Chen still refused to let him go.

Putting his arms on his side, he asked him solemnly: "Mr. Ning, do you consider moving forward your schedule for the exam?"

"Allow me plenty of time."

Ning Huang didn't say that he was thinking about it, nor that he didn't think about it, but just hugged him with a smile, kissed him, and pushed him again.

He didn't move.

Pushed again.

Boss Lu not only didn't back down, but approached a little closer, and his knees were pushed between his knees.

The close ones are attractive.

He hugged him again, and shouted aggrievedly, Teacher Ning.

The gentle eyes also showed a hint of danger and tenderness.

Ning Huang couldn't bear this, and thought again, this guy has really become bolder.

When the matter came to an end, Ning Huang finally couldn't help it, and laughed: "I've been out running for a day, I'll take a shower."

I don't know where his cleanliness went at this time?

Lu Chen's eyes finally softened.

Ning Huang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up, when he heard Lu Chen say softly, "...do you want to come together?"

Together?

What are you doing together?

Has this link existed before?

The incandescent lamp above the bathroom was like a small sun, illuminating Boss Lu's fine hair and making him hot.

Lu Chen gently climbed the button of his coat with his fingertips.

Ning Huang didn't move.

He knew he had nowhere to go.

He was wearing a hard, off-white frock coat, and the worn metal snap buttons made a muffled sound when they were ripped open.

It was a soft "pop".

Lu Chen's eyes reflected him, and said softly, "Little uncle, I want to see you."

Lu Chen stared at him quietly with lowered eyes, and gently pulled off his coat.

His eyes slowly descended along the gap between the neck and the collar, and a burst of heat was aroused.

He just cursed on his shoulder: "There is nothing to see, haven't you seen it all?"

But not so sure.

They seem to be getting close in the dark, maybe there are a few times under the lamp, but they can't remember anything after a long time.

—Have you seen it?

The right is to have seen it.

Watch a section today, watch a section tomorrow, and make a puzzle yourself, which is almost a whole person.

He said lazily.

Lu Chen made him laugh.

But he said softly, "I've seen it, why are you panicking?"

He said, no panic.

Throat was faintly dry.

He seems to have returned to the bewilderment he felt when he stood in the spotlight for the first time.

And this moment.

The gaze is more like a cage than a light.

"Can't you?"

Lu Chen pretended to be humble and gentle.

Ning Huang's fingertips moved.

I didn't speak for a long time.

Lu Chen waited for a long time, his eyes drooping in disappointment.

But he grabbed the collar with one hand, pulled it back to its original position, and buried it in his arms.

At that moment, he was thinking wildly, thinking that Lu Chen seemed to be a little taller than he imagined.

Just standing here will cover him airtightly.

He opened his mouth and lowered his head, as if not looking at that familiar face, so that he would not be found to be hot, he just said: "There is nothing wrong."

He gave up on himself and said, "If you want to watch... just watch it."

Just look at it if you want to, and fiddle with it if you want to fiddle with it.

Just want to pretend to be pitiful.

After so many years, what did he ask for, would he not give it?

The mirror of the washbasin behind her reflected a hot and crimson neck.

In front of him, he just sneered and lowered his eyebrows.

The author has something to say:

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