Chapter 63
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This is not Lu Yu's first year, but it is the first time he has celebrated the New Year with Zhou Huaijing, and it is also the first time in his life that he feels that this day has a little meaning
Lu Yu was born in mid-February, when Lu Lao was still alive, he had been crazy since January, and the length of time of the illness directly led to the fact that when he was alive, Lu Yu was either in the small black house during the New Year, or on the way to the small black house. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Later, Lu Lao died in the sanatorium, which was really happy.
Although Lu Lao died, Lu Yu had no concept of the New Year, probably because he had to give a holiday to the company's employees and domestic servants at this time of year, which was just an ordinary meal for him. After all, he usually eats luxuriously enough, what else can he expect?
Zhou Huaijing sat next to him after making the call, watching Lu Yu busy and helping to bring out the food halfway. Lu Yu was afraid that the smell of oil smoke would smoke him, so he asked him to play outside, and Zhou Huaijing obediently went to the sofa to lie on his stomach and read the score.
The repertoire for the next competition has not yet been chosen, and poor Mr. Lin can't understand the apprentice's score at all, so he can only wait for Zhou Huaijing to play the tune spontaneously and consciously to give advice. Zhou Huaijing's unhurried ignorant and fearless attitude really made the old man almost out of his mouth.
Lu Yu came out with a plate of braised prawns, only to see Zhou Huaijing lying on the sofa with bare feet, and his delicate and white ankles almost left an indelible alluring light and shadow under his eyes. For some reason, the scene blurred in his eyes, and the surrounding arrangements were rapidly collapsing and rebuilding, and in an instant it was replaced by a gorgeous place that was dark and dark with a faint firelight, and someone on the soft sofa was humming a childlike tone and shaking his white feet, and in the shaking light, he was shrouded in a mesmerizing clear light, attracting him to move forward.
"Second uncle, the prawns are going to fall." Zhou Huaijing's clear voice pulled back to his consciousness.
All the illusions receded like a tide, and the gray tones instantly lit up the light and dyed it with bright colors.
In front of Lu Yu, Zhou Huaijing had already sat up straight, tilting his head to look at him in confusion. Lu Yu didn't blink, put the things on the table and said, "Baby, come over and eat." โ
Zhou Huaijing pulled on his slippers and walked over, Lu Yu had already taken off his apron and put it aside, washed his hands and sat down to help him peel shrimp.
Zhou Huaijing's style of eating shrimp has never changed, holding the shrimp in Lu Yu's hand, and then sucking his fingers to lick the sauce in a circle, his eyes are clear and clear without reverie, which makes Lu Yu seem to have a little more thoughts are blasphemy.
Lu just likes this kind of blasphemous joy, Zhou Huaijing stared at him with pure eyes, like a fiery spring. medicine, urging the thoughts surging in his heart.
The premise is that Zhou Huaijing does not speak.
It's a pity that Zhou Huaijing and Lu Yu are very fond of expressing their feelings together, as if they want to share all their feelings with Lu Yu. After licking his fingers, he licked his lips again, still with pure eyes and an innocent tone, and said, "Fortunately, the second uncle's fingers are not ice cream." โ
Lu Yuming knew that he shouldn't ask, but he just couldn't control his mouth: "What? โ
Zhou Huaijing's dumbfounded expression suddenly revealed cute tiger teeth: "Otherwise, the more you lick it, the finer it will be." โ
Lu Ji stiffly peeled the shrimp.
Zhou Huaijing was not stopped, and continued to express his thoughts strangely, and exclaimed at the human body structure: "It's so strange, second uncle, why are some places getting thicker and thicker the more you lick?" โ
Lu Yu couldn't explain the 100,000 whys for him, because he was also asking why some people were rough and some people couldn't move.
It's the end of January, and winter is struggling to leave a little mark, and snowflakes are falling from the gray sky that has been brewing for a long time
After lunch, the two of them eliminated their food, and Lu Yu took Zhou Huaijing out.
Zhou Huaijing sat in the car more than a few times, and the sense of security that Lu Yu brought to him soothed his initial fear of vehicles. He pulled the car window, looked at the exotic scenery outside, and turned around and asked, "Second uncle, where are we going?" โ
Lu Yu pulled him back into his arms, wrapped a pair of cold hands into his arms, and replied, "Ride a horse." โ
Zhou Huaijing's eyes were as black as an indissolvable night, and he said to himself: "Riding a horse with the second uncle." โ
When he arrived at the racecourse, he was helped by Lu Yu to put on a helmet, gloves, and black boots, Zhou Huaijing looked at the smooth and shiny brown horse in front of him, holding the reins in his hand, while touching the horse's mane, and added the complete sentence for a long time: "Ride a horse with the second uncle." โ
Lu Yu pretended not to hear anything very uprightly, but the fingers that were bending over to help Zhou Huaijing tuck his trousers into his riding boots paused.
Zhou Huaijing's neat and neat riding costume erased a bit of his childishness, and at a glance he looked like a little prince in the Middle Ages, with no dust and no nobles under his eyes. Lu Yu had just helped him put on his clothes, and his fingers were about to peel off the clothes one by one, so that the disobedient little guy could go on horseback โ riding โ with him naked.
Lu Yu is also wearing a sassy outfit, the same style as the equipment on Zhou Huaijing's body, but Zhou Huaijing wears a refreshing feeling, and Lu Yu wears a cold and sharp feeling. The long black riding boots pulled the legs out of a slender and elegant feeling, and with both hands pulling the reins, stepping on the stirrups and turning over to bring a cool breeze, he was already sitting in the saddle. He lowered his head, his narrow and cold eyes under the helmet narrowed slightly, his tears were scorching, and as soon as his eyes touched Zhou Huaijing's figure, it was like a flame that had melted the ice under his eyes.
Lu Yu stretched out his hand to him on horseback, and the curvature of his jaw was graceful and smooth.
Zhou Huaijing looked at him with bright eyes, and a thought rose in his heart - he wanted to kiss Lu Yu's eyes.
He handed his hand to Lu Yu, was pulled up, and sat in front of Lu Yu. Fang Cai's idea prompted him to do it when he thought of it, so he turned his head, but unfortunately in front of Lu Yu's height, he could only admit it, and barely kissed the tip of his nose.
Lu Yu kissed his cheek dotingly, waved the reins, and drove the horse out of the room.
Winter is already lingering, and the snowflakes are scattered, floating poetic but not raging.
The freshness and coldness of the air came to the face, dispelling a trace of drowsiness and drowsiness from the warmth of the room, and making people feel refreshed for a while.
Lu Ji rode his horse forward, not hurrying, as if he just wanted to walk in the snow with Zhou Huaijing.
The snow-covered field was covered with snow, and under the empty sky, a thin wind mixed with powdery snow fell on the cheeks.
Zhou Huaijing took a breath of cool air, leaned on Lu Jin's warm chest behind his back, and his heart was warm and melted into a piece, as if there was a trickle of water flowing by, and there was the sound of the wind blowing by.
Zhou Huaijing couldn't help but be proud of his great achievements, he once found Lu Yu's voice in the crowded sea of people. It's like God wanted to play a game with him and threw Lu Yu into the world, and he went around and around, but he still found the voice in his heart.
Zhou Huaijing sniffed and said, tactfully in a soft tone, showing off his little secret hidden in his own way: "Second uncle doesn't know how powerful I am." โ
Lu Yu chuckled: "How powerful?" โ
Zhou Huaijing childishly deliberately let the other party get a glimpse of the clues, but he secretly refused to show Lu Yu clearly: "Even if the second uncle turns into a snowflake, I can hear your voice."
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Lu Yu had a smile in his eyes, as if he didn't notice that there was another meaning hidden in his words, and said, "Even if you turn into a snowflake, the second uncle can taste you." โ
This snow is so warm that it looks like winter is coming to spring.
The horse ran slowly, its hooves getting faster and faster, splashing flakes of snow and carrying the two of them deeper into the snow.
As soon as Zhou Huaijing returned to the hotel, he ran to the piano, as if he wanted to play all the joy from his fingertips. The magic of music lies in this, every beating melody is like a heartbeat. Happy heartbeat, sad heartbeat, searching heartbeat, meeting heartbeat, sad and triumphant, there is nowhere to escape.
Zhou Huaijing's heart gave birth to a hazy warmth, green fields everywhere, flowers in the sky, full of vitality.
He closed his eyes and let every murmur spill from his fingertips, and his face seemed to be bathed in holy light.
Lu Yu leaned on the piano and stared at him, as if he was going to stand as a statue at this moment, standing here and looking at him for a long time. The flowing water music floated from the air, fell into Lu Yu's ears and suddenly changed its tone, it was like the waves of Lake Lucerne, lurking unknown dangers, hidden under the undercurrent, and even the moonlight revealed the chill of the forest.
โโฆโฆ Second Uncle...... Second uncle? โ
The familiar call instantly tightened his consciousness. Lu Yucang opened his eyes suddenly, and Zhou Huaijing was already standing in front of him, looking at him with moist eyes.
Lu Yu held the piano, his fingers pressed the keys, and a long and dull piano sound sounded. His head was dizzy for a moment, and it was much better to close his eyes slightly and open them again, but he still had trouble concentrating.
"Second uncle, I just said that I want to stew prawns in oil at night, did you hear?" Zhou Huaijing asked.
Lu Yu rubbed his head and said with a low "um": "I'll go make dinner now." He said and walked towards the kitchen.
Behind him, Zhou Huaijing frowned and looked at his back.
He had just seen that Lu Yu's face was not good, so he didn't ask for anything for dinner. Why did Lu Yu say "um"?
Strangely, there was a sudden sound of things smashing in the kitchen.
Zhou Huaijing hurriedly threw down the piano and ran over, and in the kitchen, Lu Yu leaned on the kitchen table and pinched the bridge of his nose, his face was faintly pale. Seeing Zhou Huaijing coming, he subconsciously straightened his back and said, "Second Uncle is tired of riding, let someone bring food over tonight, okay?" Lu Yu said, "There are also braised prawns in oil." โ
Zhou Huaijing nodded, pulled the broom to clean the porcelain that had been broken all over the place, and was stopped by Lu Yu to take things and tidy them up by himself.
This dinner was eaten unexpectedly, and an inexplicable barrier was separated between the two.
Zhou Huaijing has actually not celebrated the New Year for many years, in short, he and Lu Yu have never celebrated the New Year together. In the darkness, I often don't know the years, and every winter, there seems to be a period of time when Lu Yu is nowhere to be found. It's not that he is completely gone, but every day he cooks a meal and helps him pack up, and then he disappears, leaving him fumbling around the house to find someone but not finding anyone, but at night he appears at the bedside on time to coax him to sleep.
After dinner, Lu Yu actually took the documents and went to work in a temporary study, leaving only one sentence for Zhou Huaijing to rest early.
Zhou Huaijing held a grape in his mouth, looking dazed,
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