in the river island

The last visit didn't go well, and Fu Rong learned a lot of lessons. She didn't mention moving this time.

It's just that she bought a lot of things in big and small bags, food and clothing, everything she could think of was bought for Lu Zaihe, and she came with Lu Zhanlin.

When they got divorced, they wished that they would never see each other again in this life. Because of Lu Zaihe, they got together again. Lu Zaihe never thought that he would see these two people standing together in harmony and appearing in front of his house carrying big bags and small bags in his lifetime. .

Lu Zaihe stood at the door in a daze, and it was only after Lu Zhanlin made a sound that he came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Zhanlin asked.

"No." Lu Zaihe paused, and took the things from their hands.

Not long after Lu Zaihe returned home, he didn't even have time to take a shower. He was still wearing his golf uniform. Fu Rong put the bag at the entrance, looked at him and said, "Go out to play today?"

"Ah."

"Do mom and dad drink tea?" Lu Zaihe took out tea bags from the cabinet and made a pot for the two of them.

"Why are you being polite to us?" Fu Rong supported his shoulders and scolded.

"Should be."

The three of them are not talkative characters, they are boring gourds of the family, just facing Lu Zaihe, the two parents still can't help you say something, I ask, Fu Rong even went to the kitchen after a long time, and made a table with the ingredients she brought .

Lu Zaihe didn't think it was necessary at first. Fu Rong has been busy recently, and the chats with him on WeChat were occasionally interrupted. There is no need to come here and get tired. Order a takeaway or go out to eat according to his wishes. , but seeing Fu Rong skillfully put on the apron, he swallowed all his words again.

He hadn't seen Fu Rong cook for a long time, and it was many years ago since the last time he saw him. His memory is very vague. Lu Zaihe only remembered that Fu Rong still had long hair at that time.

Fu Rong's craftsmanship is very good, and after so many years, he has improved even more. Lu Zhanlin opened the bottle and brought the wine. After being reminded by Lu Zaihe, he knew that he was not allowed to drink while taking medicine, so the only thing left on the table was a couple who had been divorced for many years the old man.

The two have been in the wine market for many years, and their drinking capacity is not limited. After drinking, they will inevitably recall the past. They watched in silence.

Seeing them quarreling and laughing in relief, Lu Zaihe didn't drink, but he also felt that he was three points drunk.

There was only one guest bedroom in the house, and it was inconvenient for anyone to go back after eating until late at night. Lu Zaihe wanted to keep someone, but neither Fu Rong nor Lu Zhanlin stayed.

"I've hired a substitute driver, why do you worry about me?" Lu Zhanlin stood up straight with his coat in his hands.

"I won't be able to stop when your uncle comes to pick you up later." Fu Rong sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

No one would stay, so Lu Zaihe could only send people down one by one. Lu Zhanlin's surrogate driver arrived first, and he went downstairs first, so Lu Zaihe got into the elevator with him.

Few people go out in the residential building at night, there are only Lu Zaihe and two people in the elevator, it is very empty, Lu Zaihe looks at the floor buttons in the elevator, watching the number on the top gradually become smaller.

"It's taller than me." Lu Zhanlin said suddenly.

Lu Zaihe was stunned for a moment, then Lu Zhanlin continued: "You were so young when I divorced your mother."

He stretched out his hand and compared it to his chest, "It's only this high."

Lu Zaihe didn't say a word, Lu Zhanlin continued: "Your temper is as stubborn as we are. Back then, you lived in school when you said you would live in school, and you didn't go home if you said you couldn't go home. It's been so many years in a flash."

Lu Zaihe wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, like a squib.

The elevator had reached the first floor, Lu Zhanlin hugged Lu Zaihe's shoulder and led him out, the smell of alcohol drifted into Lu Zaihe's nose.

With the other hand, Lu Zhanlin found something in his pocket, and before Lu Zaihe could react, Lu Zhanlin stuffed the thing into his hand.

As soon as he got the hard card, Lu Zaihe instantly knew what Lu Zhanlin was giving.

He gave a bank card.

"You know the password. I haven't changed it since you were a child. There is some money in it. You can spend it yourself."

"I have money." Lu Zaihe returned the card to Lu Zhanlin. He has already worked, so there is no reason to take his parents' money.

However, Lu Zhanlin let go of his shoulders, waved to the driver who was waiting in the distance, and shouted at him: "If you give it, take it back? Don't embarrass your father."

No matter what Lu Zaihe said, Lu Zhanlin looked like he couldn't get in. In the end, he couldn't return the card, and Lu Zhanlin's car quickly disappeared in the middle of the night.

I thought this was the end, but when Lu Zaihe went back upstairs, Fu Rong had already left by another elevator, the house was empty, all Fu Rong left behind was the big bags and a card on the shoe cabinet.

Unlike Lu Zhanlin, Fu Rong put a post-it note on the card with the bank card password written on it.

Lu Zaihe held the two cards and stood by the door for a long time without moving. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly smiled.

He could suddenly understand his parents' marriage that ended so suddenly many years ago. Their behavior styles were too similar. Maybe sometimes, they were too similar to love each other forever.

After studying for a whole night, Lu Zaihe almost forgot the agreement with Yu Zhou, only after scanning the memo on the table did he remember that the little anchor was going to start the broadcast tonight.

He took a quick shower, and while drying his hair, he turned on the live broadcast software and hung it up. As soon as he entered, he saw Yu Zhou lowered his eyes. He didn't continue to play the game after the game was over. I thought that the little anchor was offended by something, and I turned the barrage forward and saw nothing unusual. I couldn't think of the reason, so Lu Zaihe directly put in a reward. Unexpectedly, it happened to be seen by Yu Zhou, and the person on the screen seemed to be instantly infected Feeling happy, he moved closer to the screen, as if confirming the ID, then smiled, and typed a word of thanks on the computer.

Lu Zaihe didn't feel that his sudden joy was because he rewarded this gift, but rather... because he came?

Once the cognition is formed, seeing the news sent by Yu Zhou before will be connected in series, Lu Zaihe can almost be sure that the little anchor is waiting for him to come to the live broadcast room.

Most people like to be needed, and Lu Zaihe is not immune to it. It doesn't feel bad to be expected. Lu Zaihe hangs in the Yuzhou live broadcast room, turns the volume to the maximum and continues to dry his hair.

Yu Zhou opened a new game, he didn't continue to play Horror Tour, but followed the barrage's instructions, and randomly picked a small web game. Among a lot of games, he chose Fight the Landlord.

The sound effects of the game came and went, Yu Zhou stared at the cards intently, earnestly like a stud gambler, before he finished playing, Lu Zaihe's hair was already dried, he turned off the light in the living room and went back to the room, It happened that Yu Zhou had finished fighting the landlord in a round. He and another farmer defeated the landlord and won two thousand beans.

Complimentary words such as "excellent" were brushed up on the barrage, but Lu Zaihe noticed that the time had quietly reached ten o'clock.

After the game was over, Yu Zhou didn't continue. He typed slowly in the word, explaining the situation of the next live broadcast.

Many people who randomly clicked into the live broadcast room would not notice what he posted before, so he had to explain it again.

As he expected, after the explanation, the number of people in the live broadcast room did drop, but surprisingly not too many.

Yu Zhou changed the partition of the live broadcast, and the name of the live broadcast room was changed to ASMR Live. Well, Yu Zhou exhaled lightly. For the first ASMR live broadcast, he planned to start with ear picking.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room did not understand what ASMR was. Many people in the barrage were asking for popular science. Seeing this, Yu Zhou had a hard time seeing it, because he himself knew only half of it. Ask him to explain, but he couldn’t say anything. One, two, three, Yu Zhou struggled for a while, and planned to start directly. Anyway, after the partition is changed, people who know this thing will come in and watch it if they want to see it, and those who are not interested will leave slowly. He doesn't want to get too entangled.

Unexpectedly, a large section of text suddenly floated out of the barrage filled with question marks and fragmentary explanations from some audience members.

Yu Zhou blinked and glanced at the id, the words came from Lu Zaihe.

He explained in detail what ASMR is, and explained what it is useful for. As the number one on the list, his speech has its own special effects, and when it flashes slowly over the live broadcast room, it is like a system announcement.

Yu Zhou's heart warmed, and he received several messages on WeChat.

Lu Zaihe: Just like we usually call on the phone, just relax

Lu Zaihe: You are so nervous, your shoulders are shrugged

Lu Zaihe: [smiles]

Yu Zhou watched the news. He took a few deep breaths, relaxed a little, his shoulders drooped naturally, and the camera focused on his upper body and the tools in his hands. With his slow movements, subtle friction sounds entered the headset.Scratching, scratching, every different movement makes a different sound.

Lu Zaihe's attention was not on the sound in the earphones, he stared at Yu Zhou's tense and solemn face on the screen, his fingers tickled, touched the screen, and he pressed the screenshot.