Uncertain age difference

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The video is the video of Lu Chen's master's graduation ceremony.

Ning Huang sat down.

He was sitting at the very back of the auditorium. He rarely wore a simple light gray suit, sunglasses with brown lenses, and no accessories, but he still stood out as if shining in the crowd.

So much so that when switching the camera to shoot the auditorium, the camera was cut to him frequently, but he just watched the stage quietly and intently.

After listening to the lengthy speeches of the leaders and representatives, I watched the graduates go up one by one, receive their degree certificates, and take group photos for souvenirs.

One after another, when they laughed, they all revealed the purity and bookishness of the ivory tower.

Until Lu Chen stepped onto the stage.

He just took out his phone and took a picture, then took it back.

Look down at the people in the photo album.

Very beautiful, tall and handsome, with a warm demeanor, even if it is a bachelor's uniform that few people wear well, he looks extraordinary in it.

Not long after, Lu Chen came down and came up to him holding his degree certificate, stared at him quietly for a moment, and after a while, put the degree certificate in his hand.

The sharp facial features stretched slightly, took the certificate in Lu Chen's hand, unfolded it, and glanced at it.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said after a long while, "I'm promising."

Lu Chen lowered his head and said "hmm".

Holding the degree certificate, Ning Huang stood up and hugged him.

That thoughtfulness and restraint, like caring for a junior.

He unconsciously hugged very hard.

As if this can never let go.

He said, "little uncle, I thought you weren't coming."

After all, Ning Huang patted him on the back lightly and said, "Lu Chen, life is a big deal."

However, the hug was over, Ning Huang said after a long while: "I originally asked Zhao Zhe if I should bring you a bunch of flowers or something, but he told me not to be too conspicuous so that you wouldn't get off the stage."

"I didn't bring it."

He said, "Don't take it."

Then he said, "Uncle, do you want to try our school's cafeteria?"

He wanted to talk to Ning Huang with a smile as he did before moving out. He had thought many times before that he could take his little uncle around the school.

The school where he lived for seven years, he wanted his little uncle to take a look.

Seeing his little uncle's lips pursed, he said after a long while, "I still have arrangements for this afternoon."

He has lived with his little uncle for so long, how could he not see that this is an excuse.

Startled, he said, "Just for a while."

Ning Huang looked at him, and finally said lightly: "Lu Chen, I've been working on a new album for the past few days. ——I'm doing well."

The implication is that it's not that he has no heart, and he doesn't want him to disturb his life anymore.

Many people around were looking at them, and someone dared to ask if he was Ning Huang and if he could sign.

Ning Huang has long been used to this battle, and only raised the corners of his mouth, but his stern aura pushed him away thousands of miles away: "Sorry, private time."

The man looked at him, then at Lu Chen, and said for a while, "Do you know each other?"

Ning Huang glanced at him, and said softly: "...distant relatives, stop by to see."

The man left in a daze.

But when he moved his fingertips, he only caught a cloud of air, and his whole body was terribly cold.

It seemed that at this moment, he had already been left behind.

Ning Huang looked at him, was silent for a while, raised his arm to look at the time, then looked at him again, and said, "Are you going back to your company later?"

He nodded.

I don't know that my whole body has dimmed down, standing there, my whole body is gray.

Ning Huang's lips moved.

After a long time, he said softly, "I can give you a ride along the way."

After a while.

He added, "I'm going to the bathroom."

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He stood there in a daze.

The lights in the auditorium were so dazzling and bright, the music of the ceremony was still playing, and the graduates were laughing and taking pictures together, only his chest was suffering badly, as if it was blocked.

A younger brother and younger sister approached him and asked him, "Senior brother, is that really Ning Huang?"

At that time, the rumors brought by his father had not yet passed away. Many people said that his money came from wrong sources. socialize.

Seeing Ning Huang now, his eyes widened.

The younger brother and younger sister wanted to rectify his name, so they asked with a smile, "What's the relationship between you two?"

"The star you've been chasing for so long, you actually know him?"

He couldn't think of anything else, so he just replied blankly, "It's my little uncle."

Even the unknown people around were in an uproar.

The younger brothers and younger sisters sighed and said, "My dear, no wonder they are all so good-looking."

"Family inheritance, jealousy does not come."

But he woke up like a dream, and suddenly pushed aside the crowd and hurried to the bathroom.

There was more than one bathroom in the school auditorium, the first floor was overcrowded, and the second floor was neglected due to maintenance, so he hurriedly followed his little uncle's footsteps and ran up.

As he approached, he unknowingly slowed down his pace.

He heard Ning Huang's sighing voice in the cubicle, it was familiar, with a bit of irritability and jokes when talking with acquaintances.

He can often hear him chatting with Xia Ziyu or Zhao Zhe in this tone at home.

The content of the speech seems to be related to him.

"How the hell do I know why I want to pick him up."

"Yes, I said I'm going to turn the page, fuck it, you're so stupid."

"Forget it, I won't tell you this, this is not the point, the point is that I now..."

It seemed to hear footsteps.

not talking anymore.

The phone should have hung up.

He walked to the bathroom and saw the little uncle's leather shoes from under the cubicle.

He knocked on the door and said in a low voice, "Uncle, the bathroom here is under maintenance."

In the cubicle, Ning Huang let out an "oh".

He said in a muffled voice, "little uncle, come out first, I have something to tell you."

Ning Huang didn't speak.

There was a door between them, and he had a sore nose.

Whispered: "Little uncle, I miss you very much."

The people in the cubicle were motionless.

Only the breathing of the two of them.

And he was like a river that broke its embankment, as if he could no longer control his mouth.

The lips and tongue moved dully, saying one sentence at a time.

"I want to see you every day."

"I'm so happy today... my hands are shaking."

"I can't miss you."

There was a constant silence in the bathroom cubicle.

Seeing the pair of beautiful and delicate leather shoes, he took a step back.

As if he was afraid that he would leave, he took another step forward.

He said, "little uncle, please..."

He didn't even know what he wanted to ask for, but he was used to begging for his mercy when he was helpless.

Even if it's just one look.

Ning Huang in the cubicle was silent for a long time.

His heart swelled and shrank, squeezing out sweet and sour juice.

There was a faint, embarrassing and painful voice of the little uncle.

"Lu Chen."

"The toilet door lock is stuck."

"I can't get out."

Lu Chen: ...

He wanted to laugh a little, but his eyes were sore and he couldn't laugh.

After a while, he said, "Little uncle, step back a little."

The little uncle in the cubicle gave a muffled "hmm".

Two steps back.

He bumped his elbow hard, followed by a "click" of the door lock, and the door creaked open.

The person he was thinking of was standing there.

He pursed his lips and held the phone, wondering what he was thinking.

He lowered his head helplessly, and muttered for a long time: "... What kind of bean curd project is this?"

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"The restroom overhaul, the door of this restroom has been like this a lot before," he said.

Ning Huang gave a low "hmm".

He lowered his head and added foolishly, "It can't be opened from the inside, but it will open with a single bump from the outside."

Ning Huang responded again.

Ask him, "Have you brought tissues?"

Of course he did.

He hurriedly took out a tissue from his pocket and stuffed it into the little uncle's hand.

The moment his fingertips touched, he trembled foolishly.

Ning Huang didn't seem to see it.

But he couldn't help but think about his little uncle's reaction in his heart.

What he said just now.

He called him again and said, "Ning Huang."

Ning Huang looked up at him.

He changed words in a desperate manner, calling him: "Little uncle."

Ning Huang lowered his head and let out a "huh".

Turn on the tap and wash your hands.

He suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised his head and shouted.

It's just still too late.

He didn't have time to stop it.

Ning Huang sprayed cold water all over his face.

He hastily turned on the tap, turned his head and saw Ning Huang's eyes were closed, his face was wet, and his gray casual suit was completely wet.

He whispered: "...This is also one of the reasons for the overhaul..."

Ning Huang's sharp eyes opened.

Stared at him for a long time.

"...Lu Chen."

"Ok?"

"...you don't particularly hate me, do you?"

He couldn't hold back, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Ning Huang said, Lu Chen, are you fucking still laughing?

He hadn't laughed so heartily for a long time. He shrugged his shoulders, unable to stop, and said after a long time, "Little uncle, it's really not me."

"Today...you're just a little unlucky."

"Isn't this too unlucky?" Ning Huang was only angry for a while, knowing that it had nothing to do with Lu Chen, but while wiping his face, he stretched out his hand fiercely at him: "Paper towel!"

He took out a tissue and wiped his hair and the water stains on his face.

Two people and four hands.

Can't wipe clean either.

His fingertips brushed the wet hair of the little uncle, and finally paused, and said, "Little uncle, the company is nearby."

He took off his academic gown and hat, and then his coat, and put them on the little uncle.

He whispered: "...you go to my side...you can go after you dry it."

Ning Huang didn't want to meet his eyes.

But still couldn't help it.

Dingding looked at it for a long time, wrapped his coat around his body, and cursed.

Said: "Let's go."

The corners of his mouth finally raised an arc again.

Although the little uncle is very unlucky today.

But he was really... lucky.