Delay first love

Lu Zhou made more than a dozen phone calls to Lu Jincheng, but no one answered.

He drove to Changming's apartment, but no one answered when he knocked on the door. Lu Zhou had no choice but to find someone to pick the lock. After rushing in, he found Lu Jincheng sitting on the small sofa in the studio, motionless like a stone sculpture, and the surroundings were dark. .

Lu Zhou didn't expect Lu Jincheng to have such a side, he was stunned for a moment, and hurried over to help him up, "Jincheng, what happened?"

Lu Jincheng didn't answer. He looked down at the painting in his hand. It was a dozen or so little lions that Zhong Ye had drawn. They were stuck in the notebook and forgot to take away. The little lion in the painting was injured and hid behind the stone. From licking the wound, to playing happily on the rocks, to the laboratory, and finally to standing in the banquet hall in suits and leather shoes, Lu Jincheng looked at these paintings many times.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he had done in the past few years, he just felt that the last one didn't look like Zhong Ye's painting, the strokes were very blunt and scribbled, with inexplicable resentment, why did Zhong Ye have resentment?

He crumpled the last painting and held it in the palm of his hand. His eyes were deep and his face was very pale. He said, "Zhong Ye doesn't want me anymore."

"Why? Did you quarrel?"

Lu Jincheng shook his head, then looked at Lu Zhou, looking helpless: "No, he suddenly didn't want me, and left with his luggage, telling me not to go to him."

"Why is he crazy? Hasn't he been fine all the time?" Lu Zhou looked at the mess on the ground and asked helplessly, "You just let him go?"

"He said he wasn't happy."

"What qualifications does he have to say such things? His father's prison sentence is not over yet, and the civil compensation is still less than a few million pennies. Your mother just fell ill and was admitted to the hospital yesterday. He said he was not happy? Oh my god. What a joke! For the past four years, you have protected him, let him finish college with peace of mind, and sent him abroad, yet he is still not satisfied?"

"He said he couldn't do anything with me."

Lu Jincheng seemed to have found a way to confide, and for the first time he said so many things to someone other than Zhong Ye: "He wanted to be a tutor during college, but I said it was not necessary, let him focus on his studies, and just read it for me." Now that he’s in college, I told him that after graduation, he will have a better platform to earn more money, and I’ve been carefully protecting his self-esteem, why doesn’t he understand?”

Lu Jincheng finished speaking at once, then threw the ball of paper in his hand into the trash can, and whispered: "Anyway, it's not the first time he wants to leave me."

"Sincerely, such a person is not worth so much from you."

"I love him very much."

After a slight pause, Lu Zhou said, "I know."

"But he went very decisively."

Lu Jincheng stared fixedly at the easel not far away, his tone gradually moved away from sadness, and became more determined and indifferent: "I didn't do anything wrong, from beginning to end, I did nothing wrong."

"I sincerely accept..."

"It turned out that in his eyes, I was an obstacle on his way forward."

Lu Zhou felt the astonishingly violent alpha pheromone rising around him. He forced himself to pat the back of Lu Jincheng's hand calmly, and comforted him, "Don't think so much. After dinner, I'll accompany you to find him."

"No need, since he left without looking back, why should I insist?"

It was too late for Lu Zhou to stop him, Lu Jincheng had already thrown all the drawing papers at hand into the trash can,

"I don't want to see him again in my life." Lu Jincheng said.

Lu Jincheng recovered faster than Lu Zhou imagined. He returned to Boya like a normal person, held meetings, inspected, participated in activities... Lu Zhou couldn't see any trace of sadness in him, and Lu Zhou told him about it. After leaving Lu Yue, Lu Yue was silent for a moment, then smiled gratifiedly: "I expected it earlier, the two of them will not last long."

"I admit that this is not quite right."

"If he is trapped by love and can't afford to be sick, then something is wrong. You don't know what kind of child he is? He must do his best in everything and be perfect. How can he endure being abandoned? Instead of immersing himself in In pain, it is better to turn pain into motivation, this is what his father taught him, if there is a dilemma that cannot be changed, then find another way, do better in other areas, and cover up that little flaw."

"Sister," Lu Zhou was a little worried, "This child is under too much mental pressure, and without Zhong Ye by his side—"

Halfway through Lu Zhou's speech, he caught a glimpse of Lu Yue's face, stopped talking quickly, and changed his words: "But this is the only way to go now."

Lu Yue looked out the window, "I know I shouldn't be angry with a child, but you let me accept him and agree to marry Lu Jincheng, I don't have that much tolerance."

"I see."

"His mother took him here twice, but I scolded him out. Sometimes I also felt that I was too mean. In the final analysis, it was Yan Xu's fault. Zhong Ye was actually the most innocent."

"Sister, I never asked, did you or Yan Wentao bring up the divorce?"

"I mentioned it," Lu Yue said with a light smile, "his thoughts have already gone away, and I can't rub the sand in my eyes."

"I heard that Yan Xu was sent abroad by his father. After all, his reputation in Wangcheng is already bad."

"You didn't do too much, Yan Xu is really bad."

"I won't let him live in peace when he goes abroad."

Lu Yue smiled and glanced at Lu Zhou: "You have come back often these few years, and you were not seen in the past two or three years."

"You and Jincheng have no one to take care of them, how can I rest assured? Anyway, the secretary of the company will send them to me, so there will be no delay."

"Thanks for your hard work. I have always wanted to ask you something. You don't want to stay in Wangcheng. Are you really trying to hide from someone?"

"Who is hiding from?" Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows, sat down lazily, and said with a smile, "I'm not as infatuated as your son."

Hearing this, Lu Yue's smile narrowed, "Actually, Zhu Siyu and Jin Cheng are quite a match. I asked Zhu Siyu's mother, and Zhu Siyu is also a gentle omega."

"But it doesn't fit."

"How can there be the best of both worlds in this world?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Jincheng pushed the door open and came in. He unbuttoned his suit and walked to Lu Yue's bedside, "Mom, how are you today?"

"It's better, is the company busy?"

"good."

"No matter how busy you are, you should pay attention to your health. Have you eaten yet? Xiaozhu's mother sent a lot of food. You can eat something to fill your stomach first. Sister Wang will deliver the food soon."

Just as Lu Jincheng was about to refuse, the secretary called and asked him which departments he wanted to attend the meeting in the afternoon.

The 23-year-old Lu Jincheng's aura is strong enough. With his superior figure and exquisitely tailored suits, Lu Zhou can no longer see the shadow of the kid who sulked in the room because he did a wrong physics problem. Lu Jincheng When he first took over Boya Daily Chemicals, Lu Zhou felt that he grew up overnight.

But looking at him now, Lu Zhou felt weird.

Has Lu Jincheng really grown up?

Lu Zhou was thinking about it, and when Lu Yue saw Lu Jincheng came back, he asked him: "Did you offend Xiao Zhu last time? Invite him to dinner tonight and apologize. His parents have spent a lot of time on your project." of."

Lu Zhou thought that Lu Jincheng would refuse impatiently, but he didn't expect that Lu Jincheng frowned slightly, and then answered "yes".

He calmly chatted with Lu Yue about the company's affairs. He gradually mastered the open and secret struggles of the board members, and also learned how to weigh the pros and cons. He even started to mention that a certain director had a lover outside, a certain The director was suspected of offering bribes, and Lu Jincheng called these excuses. Lu Zhou was surprised. These words should not have come out of Lu Jincheng's mouth.

Lu Yue was very satisfied, but Lu Zhou was faintly worried.

Only then did he realize that Lu Jincheng didn't grow up, he just went from one extreme to another, and he didn't show it before because Zhong Ye was his stabilizer.

"Have you made a decision?"

Song Ranqiu was dragging the suitcase, and turned to look at Zhong Ye who was dejected beside him. It was obviously scorching hot summer, and the child was still wearing a long-sleeved sweater, his face was bloodless, and the mottled tree shadows reflected on his face, swaying in the wind .

"Well, it's decided." Zhong Ye replied.

Song Ranqiu asked him with a smile: "Your mother agrees with you to follow me to the capital?"

"I disagreed at first, but then I talked to her all night and told her my thoughts. She agreed and asked me to take care of myself. She also gave me 2 yuan. I didn't want it, but she Said that this is the last time she gave me money, and she will not care about me in the future."

"Actually, your mother loves you very much."

"Yes, she loves me very much. I am not a filial child. She has worked hard all her life for me."

"There is no way, too much love is sometimes a kind of bondage."

Song Ranqiu's car was parked downstairs at Zhong Ye's house, and he was not in a hurry to let Zhong Ye carry his luggage into the car, but just stood quietly by the car and asked him: "If you want to see him again, I can take you Go to Bai Ya to try your luck."

Zhong Ye suddenly raised his head, and then slowly lowered his head, "After reading it, you will be even more reluctant, won't you?"

The corners of Song Ranqiu's mouth curled up, and he comforted: "This is not something to be ashamed of."

"He said he would hate me."

"When people are angry, they always rush to talk, so they can't be taken seriously."

"He's calm, not angry."

Song Ranqiu was helpless: "So? Are you regretting it again? Do you want to go back and stay by Lu Jincheng's side as a canary, avoiding everything?"

Zhong Ye quickly shook his head.

"Isn't that all right? Well, I'll give you 30 seconds to make a choice, either go to Boya to have another look at him, or get in the car and go directly to the capital."

Zhong Ye was still hesitant, Song Ranqiu made the decision for him, "Get in the car and go to Boya, otherwise you won't give up."

"Can we enter Boya?" Zhong Ye asked after getting into the car.

"Bo Ya asked me to draw a joint comic for them before, so I should be able to go in and visit. They have been doing e-commerce live broadcasts recently. One floor is a live broadcast room. I heard that Lu Jincheng often inspects it. I will take you to try your luck. , maybe I have a chance to see him."

Zhong Ye began to frantically search for the mask and hat from his bag. From the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of Song Ranqiu looking at him and smiling, then stopped in embarrassment, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, for troubling you like this."

"It's nothing." Song Ranqiu reached out and rubbed Zhong Ye's hair, his tone was gentle: "I can understand."

Arriving at the downstairs of Boya Group, Song Ranqiu made a phone call to the team leader of the marketing department, and then entered Boya smoothly. Unexpectedly, things went smoother than he expected. Lu Jincheng really inspected outside the live broadcast, and Zhong Ye Hiding behind Song Ranqiu, he secretly looked ahead.

Lu Jincheng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and stood out from the crowd. Standing beside him was a boy in a white casual suit. The boy did not know what he said. Lu Jincheng leaned slightly towards him to listen, and then nodded.

Zhong Ye recognized it as the boy he saw talking to Lu Jincheng with a smile when he saw him downstairs in Changming's apartment a few years ago.

It was a match made in heaven for them to stand together.

Zhong Ye seemed to have been drained of strength, and could hardly stand still.

Song Ranqiu turned around and pulled Zhong Ye to the stairwell, and brought Zhong Ye out after a group of people passed by. He sighed: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have brought you here."

After taking a deep breath, Zhong Ye said, "Forget it. Although I didn't guess this possibility, it's not surprising. After all, I did something wrong."

He looked up at Song Ranqiu, "Teacher Song, let's go, I won't run away this time."

Song Ranqiu took him away from Bai Ya, and then drove to the capital.

As work tasks became heavier, Song Ranqiu planned to go to the capital to open a studio with a friend who is also a cartoonist. Zhong Ye, as an assistant, was in charge of all the chores in the studio. Song Ranqiu explained to him while driving: "You help me. What we do is mainly background painting, as well as painting passers-by and passers-by. I will teach you after laying the color and light effects, and I will share it with you after you get started, as well as the network operation of me and another painter. It is also your job, as well as some business cooperation, you have to learn to screen quotations, and discuss the details of cooperation with them according to our latest schedule, which is actually very busy."

"I can, I can do it well!" Zhong Ye clenched his fists and promised Song Ranqiu: "Mr. Song, you can arrange for me whatever you need. I'm not afraid of suffering."

Song Ranqiu looked at him jokingly: "Are you sure? I thought you had been made a petite by Lu Jincheng."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Ranqiu realized that he had made a mistake. He glanced at Zhong Ye, who was staring blankly at the watch on his wrist, a very beautiful famous watch.

"Actually, there have been many happy times in the past few years. I remember his kindness to me. If I think about it from time to time, it will probably support me for many years."

Song Ranqiu remembered that once he went downstairs to throw out the garbage, and when he turned around, he saw Zhong Ye and Lu Jincheng walking hand in hand on the cobblestone road in the community. After squatting down, Zhong Ye smiled and lay down on his stomach, and Lu Jincheng walked the entire cobblestone path with him on his back.

How young, Song Ranqiu at the time was filled with emotion, but now he looked at Zhong Ye who was secretly wiping away his tears, and still sighed: he is still too young.

Always going in circles.

The first month was the hardest. Zhong Ye had just graduated from school and had no social experience. Even with Song Ranqiu's guidance, he had a hard time adapting. Fortunately, he studied hard.

In less than three months, Song Ranqiu was able to entrust many things to him. Another cartoonist in the studio, Sister Qin, also liked Zhong Ye very much. Seeing that Zhong Ye was eager to learn, she tried her best to teach him: "Xiao Ye, I found some pictures for you, you can practice them when you have time."

"Thank you, Sister Qin!"

Zhong Ye's first month's salary was [-]. He declined the proposal to live in Song Ranqiu's house, and put a folding bed in the storage room of the studio. He ate, drank and slept in the storage room. All the money is saved, half is transferred to Yao Yan, and the other half is stored in the card.

When he has nothing to do, he cleans up in the studio, and then keeps copying with the digital board until late at night.

In the first two months, he suffered from insomnia every day, and when he closed his eyes, he would think of Lu Jincheng, of them rubbing each other in the studio of Changming's apartment, and of what Lu Jincheng said when he turned to leave.

It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets, but this is the end of the matter, and there is no other way.

After half a year, Zhong Ye received the first commercial manuscript, and he showed Song Ranqiu and Sister Qin seven or eight times just the draft. Song Ranqiu smiled and said: "It's already very good, I think the other party's price It doesn't match your picture."

Sister Qin liked to tease Zhong Ye, and said, "It's over, Ranqiu, our jobs are going to be taken away."

Zhong Ye quickly said: "No matter what, you are all my teachers, and I will always be your assistant."

Song Ranqiu rubbed his hair: "Don't be afraid, she's teasing you, we are very happy to see your progress, in the future when we can't draw anymore, we will rely on you to support our family."

With a blushing face, Zhong Ye returned to his seat and began to refine the lines.

On the day when the other company called the full amount, Yao Yan happened to come to see him. Zhong Ye took his mother to visit the scenic spots in the capital and bought two sets of clothes for Yao Yan. The first time Yao Yan didn't open her mouth to scold, but decided Looking at Zhong Ye steadily, he sighed and said, "Finally grown up."

Zhong Ye smiled, "Should have grown up long ago."

"That Lu Jincheng...he seems to have a date. I heard from Sister Wang that Zhu Siyu has come to Lu's house for a few meals."

Upon hearing this name, Zhong Ye froze, and the back of his neck began to tingle inexplicably.

"Sister Wang said that Lu Yue has been urging the marriage, and Lu Jincheng's attitude has been a little loose recently."

"That's very good."

"Didn't you completely mark it? I came here this time to hear that there is an expert in the capital hospital who performed the mark removal operation very well, leaving no scars and no sequelae. Go and register tomorrow, and I will take you to ask. Condition."

Zhong Ye's face turned pale, "Mark removal surgery?"

"Are you stupid? If you don't clear the mark, how will you find a partner in the future?"

Yao Yan went to the front to look at the discounted down jackets, and Zhong Ye stood there alone for a long time in a daze.

Fortunately, because the appointment schedule for experts was too full, it was already three months later, so Yao Yan had no choice but to go back to Wangcheng first, and then come back when the time was up.

After sending Yao Yan to the high-speed rail and returning to the studio, Sister Qin came over with a courier box, "Xiao Ye, your courier."

"Huh? I didn't buy anything."

Zhong Ye took it in a daze, and as soon as he opened it, he smelled a secret but familiar pheromone smell.

Almost in the next second, he realized that this was Lu Jincheng's pheromone.

He rushed into the storage room, closed the door and windows, and then dared to carefully take out the small bottles packed in layers from the box. A note fell on the ground. Zhong Ye picked it up and saw the familiar handwriting.

[The pheromone perfume customized by someone last year, I just received it recently, and it is useless to keep it by my side. If you need it, accept it. If you don’t need it, dispose of it carefully according to the instructions. 】

He didn't even sign the signature, and his tone was extremely cold. Zhong Ye rubbed these few lines with his fingertips over and over again.

The estrus was approaching, and he had planned to perfunctorily use a shot of inhibitors.

That night, he was lying on the narrow folding bed in the storage room, holding a glass bottle filled with Lu Jincheng's pheromone perfume in his hand. He kept sniffing it in his nose, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he slept with his legs apart. The trousers rubbed repeatedly, and the quilt was kicked to the ground by him. He called Lu Jincheng's name.

If it was before, Lu Jincheng would put down everything and stay with him, no matter how many days the estrus lasted, they hugged each other all the time, Zhong Ye whispered softly, Lu Jincheng would kiss him uncontrollably.

"Don't fall in love with others, okay?" Zhong Ye looked at the ceiling with tears in his eyes, "I haven't become very good yet, just wait for me."

"My little lion..."

All the perceptions of the whole body were brought together, and Zhong Ye's brain went blank.

As soon as the feeling of exhilaration at the peak was over, Zhong Ye immediately fell into depression. He cried for a long time under the blanket, and then he came back to his senses. He hid the pheromone perfume and put it in the safest place, and then gave himself an injection Inhibitors to avoid dependence.

He took a shower, sat down at the workbench, and painted all night.

After more than two months, Zhong Ye has accumulated a certain amount of experience in commercial manuscripts. Song Ranqiu suggested that he start trying to create comics as soon as possible. Zhong Ye agreed, and then entered a new round of busy work.

Only occasionally in the dead of night, he will take out the pheromone perfume, smell it, and then start to recall the past. He has a beautiful past and a fulfilling present, and everything seems to be perfect.

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Long wait!soon sweet