Uncertain age difference

256.

They slept together until the afternoon, and at night when they should really sleep, they were not so sleepy.

Boss Lu was holding his laptop to work, while the little hedgehog was sitting beside him playing with his mobile phone.

Ning Huang doesn't have a good habit of playing with his mobile phone, and always plays while lying on his side.

When Lu Chen saw it, he blocked his eyes with his hands and signaled him to sit up and play.

He was fierce to Lu Chen, and Lu Chen said: "I used to have poor eyesight at night, but now it's better, and I'm going to be completely blind."

"What will Teacher Ning use to write songs in the future?"

After going back and forth a few times, he simply put down his phone and stopped playing, watching Lu Chen's slender fingertips typing paragraph after paragraph of English on the keyboard.

The muffled sound of the keyboard seemed to be replying to some email.

After a while, he asked, "Are you going back soon?"

Boss Lu laughed: "If you don't go back, Assistant An will have to kill you."

When he didn't speak, Lu Chen lowered his head and asked him softly, "Are you reluctant?"

"...No." Ning Huang was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Actually, I'm not so used to going home."

This kind of unaccustomedness is especially obvious in him.

He lived in his stepfather's house with his mother in junior high school. At that time, there were only two rooms in the house, and his stepfather and mother slept in one room. He couldn't sleep in the same room with his sister, so he had to place a bed in the living room. cot.

Every day, he was the last one to go to bed, the earliest to wake up, and the first one to leave home, because he didn't want them to see him lying on that cramped bed.

Sometimes his mother came to ask him if he wanted an extra quilt at night, and he was so embarrassed that he was at a loss.

Even though they all knew he slept there.

No malice, only helplessness.

There was no place for him in this family, and he was the one who squeezed in.

And in the end, it is also the one who will leave after all.

He said the old things crudely and simply, but Lu Chen still couldn't help rubbing his hair.

After a long while, he said: "Next time, please invite Auntie to play with us.

He said "um" and hugged Lu Chen tightly.

Throw a look at Boss Lu, and signal him to touch his head for a while.

Like a small animal that likes to be smoothed.

Lu Chen's eyes softened a little, he closed the notebook and put it aside, and patted his knee.

He automatically and consciously sat in his arms, waiting for his warm hands to touch his head, and then along the hair, gently stroked down to his back, and patted him comfortingly.

The night was quiet and deep, with the sound of the wind passing through the window quietly. He buried himself in Boss Lu's arms, as if he had put himself in a citrus-scented harbor.

The orange boat in the harbor, him in the orange boat, and Captain Lu wearing an apron.

He muttered, "Boss Lu, you said I like you, could it be because of Oedipus complex or something—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was spanked.

loud bang.

He jumped up from his arms in embarrassment, and said, "A metaphor! I am a metaphor!"

Lu Chen said lightly: "Change the metaphor."

"Then, because of family fetishes?" Ning Huang muttered.

Got punched again.

His ears were flushed, he squinted at him, and said, "Lu Chen, I warn you, don't try to take advantage of my amnesia to bully me."

Lu Chen looked suspicious, waiting for his next threat.

Then I heard him say: "Be careful, my memory has recovered, I will hang you up and beat you."

Lu Chen laughed tremblingly, ignoring his reluctance and disgust, hugged him and kissed his cheek, and said, "Little uncle, you are so cruel."

How could his little uncle be so cute.

After a while, they hugged each other face to face, gossiping one sentence at a time.

It is said that Lu Chen's company's annual meeting is about to start, Ning Huang's program is about to be finished, and Ning Huang's condition has to go back to the hospital for reexamination.

He seems to have retrieved a lot of memories, but in fact most of them are related to Lu Chen, and the rest will be retrieved slowly. This symptom of becoming bigger and smaller may last for two or three years before it gradually disappears.

As the memory comes back, he will get closer and closer to his normal state.

until there is no difference between the two.

Boss Lu ran down his hair and said, "It's okay, just recover slowly."

Ning Huang paused, and said, "It's not like I just remembered the past."

"Actually, I seem to remember some of the things I remember doing normally in the past two months."

While talking, he didn't know what to think of, as if the hickey that was hidden on the back of his neck became hot again.

Lu Chen was taken aback.

The little hedgehog muttered slowly: "That's right, I'll do that with you..."

"I remembered a little."

The air became silent and stagnant.

He restlessly grabbed Lu Chen's hand and put it on the hickey on the back of his neck.

The eyelashes trembled, and those arrogant eyes with a little bit of fierceness stared straight at the person he loved without any hindrance.

Call him in a low voice, Lu Chen.

The lips move slightly, and the heat is also surging.

The lingering and moist kiss was cooked through three or two times.

He sat face to face in Lu Chen's arms, his knees were so weak that he could not kneel, biting his shoulders, making no sound at all, but was red and messy by Lu Chen's fine breathing.

His older lover was skillful and vicious, and he had no power to resist, but clung to him more and more, like hugging a beloved big dog.

The youthful stubbornness and sharpness finally faded between the eyebrows and eyes, and they were soaked in tender love and desire.

It seemed to have experienced another growth, this time by Lu Chen's side.

257.

notes:

Lu Chen dared to beat me up!When I recover my memory, I will hang him up and beat him!

(A villain with teeth and claws, holding a whip)

34 years old replied:

OK, beat it.

:

really?

34 years old:

real. (Serious, nodding villain with arms crossed)

258.

When packing the luggage the next day, Ning Huang repeatedly confirmed that he had covered up all the marks on his body, and then obediently told his mother that he was going back.

Ning's mother said reluctantly, "It's better to stay for two more days."

Ning Huang said, "No, there is still work to do."

After a pause, seeing Mama Ning's expression, she said, "I will bring Lu Chen back next time."

Suddenly I heard Mama Ning being silent for a while, looking at his face, she suddenly said softly: "...you were so young when you left."

Sentimental facial features, somewhat innocent eyebrows and eyes.

Obviously still looks like a childish student who has just grown up.

Ning Huang lowered his head and muttered, "It's not that small."

Ning's mother said: "After all, I am sick. When I can't remember things, I should pay more attention outside."

He added: "Lu Chen is a good boy."

"You two are fine."

He bowed his head in response.

He didn't hear the next word for a long while, but when he looked up, he saw the reddish circles around Mama Ning's eyes.

Startled.

A little embarrassed, she moved her fingers, then stretched out her arms, and hugged her gently.

Mom is very thin.

At the moment of hugging, a slight smile appeared on his brows and eyes.

His voice was green but gentle: "Mom, don't worry."

"I am OK."

259.

Lu Chen packed his suitcase in the room.

Boss Lu's special ability may be that he can pack the things in the suitcase neatly like Tetris.

Clothes, documents, chargers, daily necessities.

After checking one by one, there was one left outside.

It's my uncle's guitar.

Ning Huang brought it out for the purpose of recording the show, and he usually took it with him for fear of getting bumped.

When Lu Chen was packing up, he suddenly found that this was the one he bought for Ning Huang. At some point, the most commonly used one that Ning Huang carried with him became this one.

It's black and wooden, and the reason why I didn't recognize it for a while is that the body of the piano is covered with stick figures with white lacquer pens.

Judging from the style, it should be painted by Ning Huang himself. From a distance, it is a cool graffiti.

Most of them are villains with different expressions and exaggerated movements.

At the bottom, there are two hedgehogs, one big and one small, and the big hedgehog pats the little hedgehog on the head.

He also drew a gentle and beautiful Q-version woman with long curly hair that resembled Ning's mother.

And the small cakes and biscuits he made for Ning Huang.

Various English lyrics are interspersed, making the whole body of the piano different.

Lu Chen watched, brushed the graffiti lightly with his fingertips, but suddenly paused with his fingertips in the corner.

In a broken corner, a big smiling dog is drawn.

He remembered, it seemed that when Ning Huang was on stage facing Cheng Xinran, he had broken a corner of the piano.

At that time, the little hedgehog didn't know much, and he felt distressed for a long time.

And now at that position, a big smiling white dog was painted, covering the scars from the past.

The painting is very careful, and the smiling expression is vivid.

Very much like Boss Lu.

Lu Chen watched and finally laughed.

Find the pen on the side of the guitar bag, and draw a little heart next to the dog's graffiti.

Blow it, promote the notes to dry quickly, and secretly put them back to the original place before the little hedgehog found out.

When Ning Huang came back, Lu Chen had already packed his luggage.

The little hedgehog blushed a little when he saw him, but he still grabbed his sleeve slowly and said after a while, "Lu Chen, I'm going home."

Lu Chen responded with a smile, turned around and hugged his clingy little hedgehog, kissed the top of his hair, and said, "The luggage is packed, and you pack your belongings yourself."

Ning Huang went to put away his guitar, but didn't find his graffiti.

Lu Chen couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth triumphantly.

Ning Huang turned around, met his smirk, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

He coughed lightly and said, "I'm not laughing at anything."

"Go, take you home."