The next morning, in the living room on the first floor of the villa.

Lu Chuan was crooked in the sofa, Lin An was holding a ballpoint pen in one hand and pressing the small book in front of him with the other, and the two of them were discussing with Gu Lao about next year's commercial performance.

"The theaters in Harbin and Xi'an have been signed, and now it's time to agree." Lin An glanced at his small notebook and said.

"The new garden is almost decorated, and it is waiting for the opening after the Chinese New Year." Lin An babbled about the things in the society.

Gu Lao listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

Lu Chuan had already lost his mind, and his eyes glanced at the other side of the living room, where Su Mo was cutting the hair of the actors in the club.

Su Mo used to cut girls' hair when he was in the barbershop, and he had no experience in cutting boys' hair at all, he cut it carefully, and he looked more serious than when he played the Yueqin and played the transverse flute.

"Strive to hold a few more games, give Xiao Mo'er a boost, and cooperate with the TV station when the time comes, and give him more publicity." As Gu Lao spoke, he stabbed Lu Chuan with the fan in his hand.

Lu Chuan coughed lightly and withdrew his gaze from Su Mo's side.

"Several of Daqi's apprentices have pressed the shaft so many times in the small garden, and they can be regarded as able to hold up the special show, or let them follow along to do assistant performances," Gu Lao said.

Lin An diligently wrote it down in a small notebook.

"Okay, when the new garden opens, we can't leave it out in the cold, we have to ...... well"

Before Lu Chuan finished speaking, there was a laugh from the side of the hair cut.

Lu Chuan's gaze was attracted again.

Gu Lao knocked on the table impatiently: "Why are you always distracted?" ”

Lu Chuan sat up straight, straightened his expression, and was about to open his mouth for another pause, and asked blankly, "Where did I just go?" ”

"Talk about the opening of the new garden." Lin An pinched the small notebook and reminded him.

"There are also a few stable pressures on the new garden, after all, it is the first opening after the Chinese New Year." Lu Chuan said.

Lin An nodded and wrote it down in the small notebook.

"Anything else?" Lu Chuan raised his eyebrows and asked Lin An.

Lin An carefully read the little book from beginning to end.

"There's one more thing." Lin An looked a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter?"

"It's Senior Brother Su, he'......" Lin An raised his eyebrows, hoping that Lu Chuan would understand.

It's a pity that the stupid Lu Chuan just frowned and looked at him, disgusted that he was too grinding.

"I'm afraid that he won't be famous enough to sign the Grand Theater."

Lu Chuan laughed heartily, picked up a pillow and hugged it in his arms, and looked at Su Mo again.

"It's fine."

Lin An closed his little notebook, ran to Su Mo's side, looked at the new hairstyles of his nephews, touched this, rubbed that, and several people said that they were so happy.

Su Mo just held on to the chair and smiled gently, packed up the scissors, and put away the mirror again.

Lu Chuan casually picked up an apple on the table, and peeked at Su Mo's movements while nibbling on it.

After Su Mo cleaned up, his gaze naturally turned to Lu Chuan's side.

Lu Chuan took a bite of the apple in his hand and quickly moved his gaze elsewhere.

Outside the window, the blue sky was like a wash, and under the plum tree planted by Su Mo himself, Yang Yanqi was watching the apprentice standing in a row.

Everything was completely new, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Chuan's mouth, and it was time for Ming'er to take Du Peng back to prepare for the New Year.

The year is finally coming to an end.

After Du Peng came back, the whole villa was a lot of commotion, Du Peng seemed to be born with an active atmosphere, and all his places would not be cold.

Du Peng was much thinner than when Su Mo saw him in the hospital before, but he was in good spirits, and like a leader, Lu Chuan took him to inspect the entire villa.

In the evening, Du Peng yelled to eat hot pot, and everyone got together to eat another hot pot, Du Peng and Su Mo sat on both sides of Lu Chuan.

Su Mo couldn't understand why Du Peng could talk while eating hot pot.

"Da Qi, the cross talk actor said that he learned to sing, although he can't say that he is comprehensive, but he can't be too lame, he can't go out of tune as soon as he speaks."

If this had been put aside, Du Peng would have died with a word from Yang Yanqi, but now he can't be as knowledgeable as him.

Because Lu Zheng looked at Yang Yanqi with a pair of very intimidating eyes.

Du Peng knew that someone was supporting him, so he continued with a broken mouth.

"Anzi, don't worry about Lu Chuan so much for a day, you won't share half of the money you make."

Yang Yanqi: "Come, talk less, eat more mutton, don't worry about Anzi for a day, he can share a few catties of meat with you." ”

Seeing Du Peng being scolded, Lu Chuan couldn't help laughing.

Du Peng was not happy when he saw it, and stabbed Lu Chuan with his arm.

The small movements of the two people were all taken into Su Mo's eyes, and for some reason, everyone at the table was laughing, and Su Mo also laughed with his face pulled.

"Brother Chuan—" Du Peng shouted Lu Chuan in a long voice, and everyone at the table looked up at him, expecting him to complain about Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes and looked back at him.

Du Peng was not in a hurry, looked around, and after seeing that the effect had been achieved, he obediently leaned on Lu Chuan's shoulder.

"I'm going to sleep in a room with you today."

"Hey—" The crowd who had been going to watch the excitement let out a voice of disappointment.

"Okay." Lu Chuan also smiled, didn't raise the bar with him, and agreed directly.

Su Mo's face changed, there was only one bed in Lu Chuan's room.

Du Peng didn't drink much because of his illness.

Lu Chuan was very happy, drank a few more glasses, and was a little drunk.

When the students saw that he was drunk, they became bolder, and they wanted to go to Lu Chuan's room to play cards.

Daqi walked in front with Du Peng talking and laughing, drunk students and actors in the middle, and Lu Chuan and Sunan walked at the end.

Lu Chuan was dizzy, his arm was on Su Mo's neck, and he walked very smoothly with Su Mo's strength, Su Mo held his hands in front of his chest, and he didn't intend to help him at all.

When they arrived at the door of Lu Chuan's room, a group of people poured in, and it was very noisy.

Su Mo had no interest in playing cards and wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

He glanced back at the drunken Lu Chuan, and saw that he was drunk like this, and it was estimated that he had no strength.

Su Mo turned around, wanting to break free of Lu Chuan's hand and go to his room.

But as he struggled, Lu Chuan's hand on his neck suddenly tightened hard, not letting him struggle away.

Su Mo looked back at Lu Chuan.

"What for?"

"Together...... Sleep. ”

Lu Chuan couldn't help Su Mo refuse, grabbed his neck, pulled his arm, and pushed Su Mo into his room.

I'm really drunk and sober.

A group of people set up a table in Lu Chuan's room, moved a stool, and started playing cards in a noisy manner.

Lu Chuan sat on the sofa and fell asleep with his head tilted for a short time.

Su Mo helped Lu Chuan to lie flat on the sofa, pulled a blanket for him to cover, and finally ...... I really couldn't help kicking Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan slept soundly and didn't know anything.

Su Mo stood up and wanted to go back to his room to sleep, when he looked up, he suddenly saw that Du Peng was not as active as before, sitting in the corner, his face was not as rosy as before.

Lin An had already gone back to sleep, and now the rest of the room was full of noisy people, and it was estimated that it would be difficult for anyone to take care of Du Peng.

But he's not a kid anymore.

Su Mo thought about it, pushed the door out, walked two steps, and came back.

Su Mo walked to Du Peng's side and patted him on the shoulder.

Du Peng looked up and looked at him with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Go to my room and sleep."

Du Peng didn't refuse, stood up and followed Su Mo.

Su Mo made the bed, but Du Peng was unceremonious and lay down on the bed.

"I'm going to sleep here."

Su Mo turned off the light, climbed into bed, and couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

He always felt that the person next to him was a little sick and arrogant, thinking of the crispness that Lu Chuan had promised him just now, although Su Mo knew that he was sick and wanted to let him, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

His heart was twisting and turning, and he hadn't fallen asleep for a long time, and suddenly felt that the bed seemed to be trembling slightly, and Su Mo opened his eyes.

In the light of the clear moon, he saw Du Peng's whole body curled up in a ball with his chest covered, trembling.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Mo was a little flustered for a while.

Du Peng heard his voice and raised a pale face with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"It's okay, it's just that my chest hurts a little bit, so it's disturbing your sleep."

Su Mo looked at him, what was a little bit.

"I'll pour you some water."

Su Mo was a little flustered, got down from the bed barefoot, ran to the water dispenser and poured a cup of hot water for Du Peng, and then took out the medicine box from Du Peng's bag and handed it to him.

Du Peng took the medicine and drank some water before lying back on the bed.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Du Peng suddenly coughed uncontrollably, and while coughing, he took out a few tissues from the bedside table and covered his mouth.

Su Mo only knew that Du Peng was very sick, but he never knew what his illness was.

Du Peng coughed for a while, let go of his hand, and threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can, Su Mo's eyes followed, and the blood on the tissue was very dazzling.

Su Mo was stunned in place, he finally knew why Lu Chuan agreed so simply just now, Du Peng's character of loving hard support, if no one took care of him in the middle of the night, it would definitely not work.

It's just that Lu Chuan didn't expect him to be drunk like this.

"Sleep, I'm better."

Du Peng slowly lay flat, and Su Mo also lay down beside him.

"Xiao Mo'er, you are really as good as Brother Chuan said." Du Peng's voice coughed a little hoarsely, and he suddenly said such a sentence.

"He, when did he say that?"

"When I first arrived in Xi'an."

Su Mo's words seemed to ask Du Peng, Du Peng suddenly regained his spirit, and began to tell Su Mo about what Lu Chuan had just met when he arrived in Xi'an.

"At that time, Brother Chuan was just in Xi'an, and he was talking about Xiao Mo every day, Xiao Mo, at first I thought it was his girlfriend, but later I heard that it was a junior brother who grew up together."

Su Mo was a little embarrassed and shrunk into the quilt, but he didn't interrupt Du Peng.

"Later, after I got acquainted with Brother Chuan, he told me about you every day, one thing, three times in two days." Du Peng laughed as he spoke.

Su Mo knew that Du Peng's narration was not an exaggeration at all.

At that time, he was like this in Chendeyuan, but he was shy and introverted, and he only secretly recalled the things before the two of them in his heart.

"At that time, when I heard that I was going back to Chende Garden, the first thing I did was to see you, but when I got here, I heard that you had left."

Du Peng paused, and a faint sigh came from the darkness.

Du Peng's voice stopped, and after a while, a slight snoring sounded.

Su Mo felt that it was even more difficult for him to fall asleep than before.

Early the next morning.

Du Peng's father drove him home, Du Peng's home was in Xi'an, and he had to fly back in the morning for the New Year.

When he waved goodbye to Du Peng, Su Mo still felt that his nose was sour.

Du Peng's car gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, and everyone returned to the villa, only Lu Chuan was still standing in place, and Su Mo was standing by his side to accompany him.

"Let's go back." Su Mo opened his mouth and said.

When the two of them turned around, Lu Chuan suddenly leaned over, his head against his chest, and rubbed it.

Su Mo was a spirit, he didn't know how to flow the blood all over his body, his heart was beating wildly, and he suddenly couldn't find the rhythm of the previous twenty years.

Before Su Mo could ask, Lu Chuan raised his head and entered the house, and a hearty voice came out of the house.

"Whatever you cry for, take it back, have this filial piety and go to Xi'an to see him."

Su Mo lowered his head, and there were two small wet water marks printed on the clothes on his chest.

He didn't expect that when they met again after five years, Lu Chuan had quietly carried a Wenyuan Club on his shoulders.