Lu Yiyu bit the cigarette butt at the corner of his lip, the light above his head was slightly gloomy, blurring the look under his eyes, and after a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows and gestured to his car not far away.

"In my car?"

Shi Tingbai subconsciously looked up at the front, those people sat in a car, there was no extra space, if he didn't take Lu Yiyu's car, it seemed that he wouldn't be very good.

He cursed in his heart, but finally nodded calmly.

"Well, hard work."

Lu Yiyu looked at him and smiled: "You're welcome." ”

He turned around and got into the car first, then put his elbow on the window, stared sideways at the boy outside, the ruffian between his eyebrows and eyes became more and more intense, making people's hearts burn.

Shi Tingbai secretly clenched his fists, and then walked towards the passenger seat with big strides, his movements seemed to be very chic and disapproving, and after getting into the car, he threw a side face to the man, looked ahead, and didn't say a word.

Lu Yiyu started the engine, bit a cigarette, drove smoothly on the road, followed by the car in front of him, and glanced at the person next to him casually, and after a few seconds, he spoke.

"Is it cold?"

He still had the window open, and a cold wind was blowing in through it.

Shi Tingbai pursed her lips and adjusted her sitting posture slightly, her tone was less arrogant and uninhibited than at the beginning, and now, it seems to have been polished a lot more sleek.

"It's not cold."

He replied.

Lu Yiyu raised his eyebrows, snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and then closed the car window.

Shi Tingbai: "......"

There was another very strange silence, without the embarrassment of the cold wind whistling and breaking, and now the silent pin drop in the car could be heard, and a slight move of position would make a panicked sound.

Shi Tingbai could only maintain that already shattered self-esteem.

The two of them—

It's been more than a month since we saw each other.

The man seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

"Does it hurt?"

Missing.

A man's deep voice came from the side.

Shi Tingbai was stunned for a moment.

Side head.

Lu Yiyu was looking ahead.

It was as if the voice I had just heard was an illusion.

Lu Yiyu raised his eyebrows, supported the steering wheel with one hand, and tapped his fingertips lightly on the steering wheel: "Tattoo, does it hurt to wash?" ”

This little guy has fine skin and tender flesh, he has been pampered since he was a child, and he must have suffered a lot from the pain of washing tattoos.

In a word, Shi Tingbai's expression changed suddenly.

He turned his head: "What shouldn't exist in the first place, don't get rid of it, keep it to add blockage?" ”

Lu Yiyu squinted, his pupils slightly blurred: "That's right, you shouldn't keep it." ”

Shi Tingbai was choked.

Now, when the two meet again, there is less hysteria than at the beginning, and it seems that as time goes by, some things have faded and subsided, as if it were his father's business.

Lu Yiyu is right.

What's wrong is injustice and greed, yes - his father.

There was another eerie silence.

The car drove to the wide road, and there were more and more vehicles around, which seemed to be crowded, and the sound of the car whistle echoed infinitely in the ears, gradually suppressing the restlessness in people's hearts.

There seemed to be a moment of trance.

He couldn't hold back and asked, "You were so seriously injured at the beginning, I beat you up, why didn't you say a word?" ”

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The man next to him seemed to smile: "Compared to what you suffer, my point is nothing." ”