Chapter 64

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Zhou Huaijing walked to the door and was about to push it open, when Lu Yu's voice came out.

"Huaijing." Lu Yu called softly in a low voice.

Zhou Huaijing's heart jumped, he didn't know that he had already shown traces, and his fingers had already touched the doorknob.

"Okay baby, second uncle still has something to do, you go back to the room and wait for me first, huh?" This sentence was full of doting tones, but Zhou Huaijing's heart trembled in an instant, and he rose inexplicably.

Even when Lu Yu was sick, he was still thinking about him.

He quietly pushed open the door a little, Lu Yu's back was facing the direction of the door, and his posture was so strange that he seemed to be holding someone in his arms, tilting his head sideways and coaxing.

When the snow was about to end, birds of unknown colors flew under the gray sky outside the window, calling for the displaced family members to return to the nest.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Lu Yu's back was lonely and lonely.

Lu Yu lit the light, and a faint cold light overflowed from the crack in the door.

Zhou Huaijing stood outside the door for a while, and when the surroundings gradually became gray, he finally raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Zhou Huaijing walked into the qu, Lu Yu raised his head behind the desk, his eyes seemed to be difficult to focus, and he narrowed slightly.

Lu Yu put down the pen, straightened his back and leaned forward slightly, and asked with a smile, "Why are you back again?" โ€

If he hadn't discovered the scene just now, Zhou Huaijing probably wouldn't have noticed the word "again" in his words, but thought that these words were the words that urged him to go back to the room at the dinner table.

Zhou Huaijing secretly sniffed sadly, his eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand behind his back, holding a small bag of medicine in his hand.

Lu frowned again and again, he had already figured out the reason, and then looked at Zhou Huaijing looking at him with red eyes, as if he didn't move again, and he would cry to him in the next second.

Although the little guy is childish, he doesn't like to cry his nose, he looks at outsiders with a stunned face, and occasionally shows his tiger teeth and smiles when he looks at him. Lu Yu was reluctant to let him peel the shrimp with his own hands, let alone make Zhou Huaijing sad.

He got up from behind the desk, walked a few steps towards Zhou Huaijing, took the bag in his hand and put it on the table next to him, held his hand with one hand, and pinched his nose with a handkerchief with the other, and said with a joke: "The second uncle's handkerchief has been prepared for you, you can cry now." โ€

Zhou Huaijing's brewing two bubbles of tears were held back, and the collector automatically and spontaneously tore the handkerchief in Lu Yu's hand and stuffed it into his pocket. A pair of eyes soaked in tears were moist and bright, and he looked at Lu Yu: "No, it will stain the second uncle......" The fingers touched the handkerchief in the pocket, "The handkerchief." After speaking, the hand that was held by Lu Yu in his hand was held back, and he pinched his hand like a handkerchief, not light or heavy, as if teasing.

Lu Yu stared at him wordlessly, his throat seemed to be choked with something, and it was like a fire burning.

Fortunately, Zhou Huaijing remembered the pile of medicines, let go of Lu Yu's hand to pull the bag he brought over, took out all the medicines in it and put them on the table, counted them again, and when he was sure that the number was right, he began to pour out the pills from the bottle to the instructions, and finally held them in the palm of his hand.

Lu Yu pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to struggle tiredly: "Huaijing, I can control my behavior, in fact, it doesn't affect my ...... without taking medicine."

Zhou Huaijing tilted his head to look at him in confusion: "But if you are sick, you should take medicine." โ€

Lu Yu stared at him with dark eyes, and asked in a low voice, "So, have you ever thought that there might be a problem with these medicines?" โ€

Zhou Huaijing blinked innocently: "Second uncle, I won't poison you." โ€

Lu Yu was so happy because of his categorical assurance, that his gloomy mood broke through a ray of sunshine, but he still didn't take the pill, but lowered his voice and gently leaned against Zhou Huaijing's ear and said, "I believe in you." His lips pressed to his cold ears and whispered, "But too many people want my life." Dr. Qin may be in league with them. โ€

Zhou Huaijing clenched the pill in his hand, turned his face sideways, and Lu Yu's lips brushed his cheeks like this. He asked abruptly, "Who are they?" โ€

Lu Yu's handsome cheeks were pale and thin, and Zhou Huaijing only realized at this time that Lu Yu seemed to have lost a lot of weight recently, but he didn't notice it because he was busy. The soft light of the study became gloomy when it fell on him, and his deep facial features were handsome but gray.

There was a cloud between his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were gone, and his voice, which was as elegant as a cello, said in a deep and hoarse voice: "My father's people." โ€

Zhou Huaijing's thick black eyelashes trembled in mid-air, and then he silently raised his eyes and looked at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu stared straight at his lover, trying to find any hint of dodging and questioning in his eyes. But - no, no, not at all. Zhou Huaijing always brought him a completely different surprise, and his boy looked up at him with a gesture of trust. It's looking at the eyes of the person you rely on the most, not at a madman.

Zhou Huaijing's palms were about to ooze sweat, he walked to the trash can, unfolded his palms and threw the pills into the qu, a few of which stuck to his hands and were pulled down by him. "Second Uncle is right, Doctor Qin may not be a good person."

Lu Jin's heart was like a drum, and his eyes were burning at him.

Zhou Huaijing rubbed his eyes: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." โ€

The corners of Lu Yu's mouth couldn't help but pull away a smile, and he hugged him in his arms: "Second uncle sleeps with you." The last two words are deliberately accentuated by the endless lingering notes at the end.

This night, Lu Yu slept โ™‚ uncontrollably.

Zhou Huaijing curled up with a crimson body like a shrimp, which he forcibly opened, encroaching and licking and gnawing little by little, gentle and brutal, the beast tasted delicious, and was reluctant to swallow it in one bite, so every licking and kissing was devoured with greed.

Zhou Huaijing's eyes were misty, he was out of breath, and when he was confused, he remembered Dr. Qin's explanation.

- Huaijing, the worst part of the second master's illness is not that he didn't take medicine, but that he didn't have any entry point. No one knows the cause of his illness, who he hallucinates and who he is hostile or even fearful in his subconscious, and if he doesn't know this, he can't intervene psychologically.

- Dr. Qin, what can I do?

-- The only thing you have to do is to do nothing.

Zhou Huaijing didn't understand Dr. Qin's deep meaning.

But he knew that Lu Yu lived in a lonely corner, full of suspicion, betrayal, fear, and the sound of dispute, forcing his spirit to the point of collapse.

Zhou Huaijing didn't want to be one of those voices, he just wanted to squeeze into Lu Yu's world and stay in that corner with him, instead of being thrown away by Lu Yu like in his previous life.

He couldn't help but let out a groan. Yin-Lu Yu waited for Xiao Huaijing and got countless children and grandchildren. Zhou Huaijing lay on the bed without strength, and his sore legs were still carried by Lu Yu.

Lu Yu licked off the ambiguous marks on his lips, his beast-like gaze turned down leisurely, staring at a certain place that was dilated by strong stimulation, and his eyes instantly deepened.

The little lamb on the bed was still silently praising him and Lu Yu for the "lonely corner" in his heart, completely unaware of the danger that was coming.

But this is destined to be an unusual night, Lu someone, who has eaten so many deflated, finally held back a big move, and on the New Year's night across the 17-year-old and 18-year-old mark, with his flexible tongue and fingers, Zhou Huaijing burst into tears.

Lu Yu took the time to teach the xun child: "Good boy, guess which finger is in your body now?" You guessed it, I won't play tonight. โ€

Zhou Huaijing whimpered, opening hazy teary eyes and wanting to peek, but as soon as he raised his head, he couldn't help but shrink and swallow Lu Yu deeper.

Lu Yu's eyes were dark, and another finger joined the camp, tossing Zhou Huaijing to the point of abandoning his armor.

Zhou Huaijing twitched and hooked, Xiao Huaijing was almost unable to stand up, but the strong pleasure behind him kept stimulating his body, somehow, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, his fingers grabbed the quilt under him, and shouted suddenly: "Dad......"

Lu Yu's fingers trembled, stiffening there.

Zhou Huaijing seemed to have found a life-saving charm, and shouted happily in a life-urging tone: "Dad, Dad......

Lu Yu's face darkened, silently pulled out his fingers, and came out with a thud at the exit.

was tossed for most of the night, the night outside was as deep as ink that could not be dissolved, Zhou Huaijing's spirit and * were already exhausted, but he barely opened his eyes, the rippling water was charming and affectionate, and stared deeply at Lu Yu's fingers: "Dad's middle finger is the longest, I guess it was the middle finger just now." โ€

Lu Yu: ......

The next day, Lin Laolai and Zhou Huaijing discussed the score, and when he lowered his head, he saw the obvious tooth marks on his bare feet without shoes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he immediately looked at Zhou Huaijing's fingers. Even if it doesn't affect the game, it will be labeled as a mess in your private life.

Even so, Lin Lao still gave Lu Yu an eye knife.

Zhou Huaijing first popped out the tracks that he made temporarily yesterday, and although Lin Lao liked it, he still felt that the final song as the final final was not strong enough. This level examines the level of performance plus composition, and the works of performers are naturally not as strict as those of composers, especially since this competition is all young people.

Speaking of the last round, black material is the most likely to appear. In fact, there have been cases of contestants impersonating other people's repertoire a long time ago, and there was chaos within the committee at that time, and cheating was basically an open secret, but at the beginning of the century, the competition was exposed to the public by reporters in the newspaper, and things immediately became complicated. After that purge, the committee had a new look, and the repertoire was not easy to supervise, but the punishment for cheating was increased in the contract, and the next term caught a typical killer, and I haven't heard of cheating in these sessions.

Lin Lao himself has a lot of repertoire, but he hates personal fraud the most, so he will definitely not use it for Zhou Huaijing. What's more, with Zhou Huaijing's level, not to mention the first place, the second place is appropriate.

Zhou Huaijing played a few more songs, Lin Lao had high requirements for him, but he was still not satisfied enough, picking and choosing from the pile of incomprehensible scores, and when he looked up, he found that Zhou Huaijing was distracted again.

He followed Zhou Huaijing's gaze and looked over, Lu Yu was sitting on the sofa peeling fruit, the thin peel fell from his hand in circles, and finally the apple was peeled into pieces like puree.

Lin Lao: "If you want to eat, go over and eat." โ€

Zhou Huaijing licked his lips,

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