Lu Mingfei returned to his uncle's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he met his uncle who had just finished taking a bath.

Lu Gucheng was about to take his baggy boxers to the balcony to dry, when he saw a boy in avant-garde clothes and perm his hair push the door and call out to himself, uncle.

"Are you...... Ming Fei?! Lu Gucheng looked at Ku Zhengtai, who was somewhat similar to his brother's eyebrows and eyes in front of him, and couldn't believe his eyes.

This eldest nephew went out this morning and was still an ordinary little boy, why did he come back at night and dress as if he was going to participate in the "Golden Eagle Star" draft, he almost didn't recognize it.

Lu Mingze, the little fat man who heard the movement, also looked away from the TV, and found that the decrepit cousin actually had a posture that changed from an ordinary public face to an ordinary Gu Tianle, and the appearance of red lips and white eyes like a star was simply his fantasy self!

"Damn, Lu Mingfei are you going to have plastic surgery?!" Lu Mingze started directly from the sofa, and a meat bullet hit and jumped in front of Lu Mingfei: "Where are you going, why don't you call me along?" ”

The little fat man's babbling appearance startled Lu Mingfei, and before he could explain, he saw his uncle stretch out his hand and give him a head to say: "Who taught you to swear?" This is not plastic surgery, it's called dressing up, usually let you read more books just know how to read comics, and you won't even say a word! ”

Uncle Ermen finished educating Lu Mingze, and smiled at Lu Mingfei: "Mingfei, don't mind, this kid can't talk more than his brain." ”

"Hehe, it's okay." Lu Mingfei shook his head to show that he was used to it, threw the backpack on the wooden bed in the corner of the living room, and prepared to find clothes to take a shower.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lu Gucheng feels that his eldest nephew seems to be a little different today, he will always look into his eyes when he talks to him, unlike before, his vision is always erratic.

And he no longer droops his shoulders and lowers his head, and looks energetic with his head held high.

"Sure enough, children just need to go out with people to play more, which is like what a child of your age should look like." Uncle nodded with satisfaction, feeling that Ming Fei could have such a big change thanks to Xiao Xia next door, and he had to find an opportunity to thank the other party in the future.

The aunt who was packing up in the room came out at this time, saw Lu Mingfei rummaging for clothes in the suitcase, and said, "Hey, Mingfei, you can pack up your things when you have time these days, and it will be convenient to move out at that time." ”

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei raised his head blankly, and said in his heart, why did he want to drive himself out of the house, or did they make a deal with Uncle Xia to let him move next door?

The uncle knew that his nephew had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "My aunt went to see the house today and decided to move in two weeks, and then you can sleep in the same room with Narutozawa." ”

has been letting his nephew sleep in the living room, and his spine is poked by his conscience.

"Oh, that's right." Lu Mingfei nodded, hearing that he was just going to move, he was a little disappointed in his heart:

"I don't have a lot of stuff, so I don't have anything to pack."

He piled two boxes of clothes and a box of comic CDs under the bed and took them with him.

And a lot of comics and CDs were taken by Lu Mingze to pretend to be forced in front of his companions, and they haven't been returned yet.

"That's just right, I'll be able to make a few fewer trips then." The aunt nodded, only to find that Lu Mingfei lifted up the thick bangs, and the little face revealed was so similar to her sister-in-law Qiao Weini, and she couldn't help but say a few more words:

"Why do you still learn to perm hair at a young age, it's not good for your hair."

She felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said, after all, the little girls in the unit who liked to take care of themselves did not have very good hair, dry and split ends, and the hair quality of a middle-aged woman was not as good as hers.

Lu Mingfei was all in the ears, and he didn't even bother to nod his head perfunctory, so he took his clothes and went to take a bath.

Uncle Xia's dusty clothes have been shaken clean this morning, just cross the water casually.

"Hey, this kid ......"

When the aunt saw him like this, she wanted to preach, but was stopped by her uncle: "Okay, okay, don't say a word, you see Lu Mingze, this little rabbit cub didn't know where to learn the swearing, I heard it just now." ”

The little fat man who was sold by his father trembled, and saw his mother turn his head, glaring angrily like a Dharma Protector King Kong: "Road!" Toll! Marsh! ”

In the bathroom and bathroom, Lu Mingfei took off his clothes, looked at his body that was a little stronger than before, raised his arm and pinched his strong biceps, feeling that it might be a little difficult to reach the scale of Fingal, but there should be no problem in reproducing the lines of Lao Xiatou, which can be called a work of art...... bar.

touched his belly, and the originally pure and thin abdominal muscles also had a little more three-dimensionality: "Hehe, it seems that the food has not been eaten in vain in the past few days." ”

The boy turned on the water heater and assumed a Schwarzenegger bodybuilding pose, and the warm water that was almost the same as his body temperature fell on his body, like a light spilling from the sky, and he imagined that he was Hercules, the god of Greek mythology, with perfect muscles and infinite might.

But when his hair was wet with water and strands stuck to his head, the style that Uncle Xia specially made for him returned to its most primitive appearance, and Lu Mingfei's heart also swelled with a sense of loss.

He's going to move, won't he be able to go in and out with Uncle Xia in the future, and if he wants to go to his house to play games, he has to run a long distance.

"Smack!"

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei decisively gave himself a look, how could he doubt his bond with Uncle Xia, he made an appointment with his senior brother to give Lao Xia Tou a pension!

"Ming Fei, what's wrong?" The uncle who was passing by heard the movement of the bathroom and asked.

"No, there's a mosquito."

……

After a while, Lu Mingfei, who had finished taking a shower and washing his clothes, was lying on the bed, and began to look forward to tomorrow's event, to compete with his senior brother and his father, and he was a little excited to think about it.

Since I met Uncle Xia, I feel that every day is very fulfilling, and I won't be bored.

He used to think that moving to his uncle's house was not a happy thing, but now it seems that it is perhaps the most fortunate thing in his life.

With joy and longing, he fell asleep.

This time the dream was uneventful, with no amusement park monsters or the Nibelungen Weasel Queen, who walked slowly across a vast grassland, with clear skies and cloudless skies, and the breeze stirring up waves of "grass".

There was a towering giant tree in front of him, which looked a little abrupt in the vast grassland, Lu Mingfei came to sit cross-legged under the tree, his eyes calm:

"Come out, I know you're there."

The breeze blew and crackled the leaves, and one of the slightly yellowed leaves broke away from the branch and was caught by a slender little hand as it fell into the air.

"Brother, this is the first time you have taken the initiative to find me."

The handsome little boy leaned out from behind the trunk of the tree, his eyebrows and eyes crooked, and his smile innocent like that of a baby, as if with the purest joy.

"It's not good to always have you come to your door." Lu Mingfei patted the open space beside him and motioned for the boy to sit down and talk.

Speaking of which, he had never sat down with the boy who called him brother to have a good conversation, and every time the conversation was unexpectedly interrupted.

"That's really thanks to my brother's compassion for my little brother." The little profiteer sat next to him happily, "My brother came to me this time, is there anything you want to consult?" ”

"There's something I want to ask you, but can you tell me what you have in your hands?" Brother Xiao Lu supported his chin with one hand and squinted at the support stick in Lu Mingze's hand.

"Ah, I forgot to put it away." The little boy tapped his head and threw his shiny support stick back.

Just now, he was playing the video of his brother's performance on a loop for the tenth time, when he suddenly heard a call from his brother, so he hurried over.

"Okay, if there is anything you want to ask, please say, the younger brother must know everything!"

Lu Mingfei muttered a little when he looked at the little profiteer's appearance of patting his chest and guaranteeing it, and took a preventive shot: "Let's talk about it first, I won't trade my life with you." ”

"Whew! It's just a little information, and it's free! ”

"Then can you tell me Uncle Xia's true identity?"

“……”

"The value of this information is too high, if I give it away for free, I will lose all my money." After two seconds of silence, the little profiteer fiddled with the fallen leaves in his hand and looked at Lu Mingfei pitifully: "Why don't you change the question, brother." ”

Lu Mingfei knew that this would be the case, so he changed the subject: "Then let's talk about you, is it a half-blood, or a dragon?" ”

The elder brother's black eyes and the younger brother's pale golden golden eyes looked at each other, with an inescapable stubbornness.

"It's not that I don't want to say this, it's that someone won't let me say it." The little profiteer looked embarrassed and secretly shifted the blame to some unscrupulous author:

"You know, I'm just a powerless child, how can I resist the coercion of adults."

Lu Mingfei pouted, knowing that Uncle Xia didn't let him go in his dream, but he was also worried that the relationship between the two would fade after moving, which now seems to be nonsense.

"What's going on with that Nibelungen game before, can you always talk about this?" Lu Mingfei retreated, he wanted to know what the Nibelungen copy in the dream had to do with the real world, whether the cloaked brother really existed, and whether Lao Xiatou's mobile phone and belt could be transformed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the figure of the little profiteer suddenly began to twitch like a dropped frame, and his voice became intermittent: "...... Yes ~ Zizi - sorry, signal ~ Zi - a little problem...... I'll go ~ Zi - fix it! ”

When the words fell, his figure disappeared suddenly, and Lu Mingfei was left alone in this world in an instant.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness hit, and the grassy field was shrouded in darkness, and Xiao Lu scolded before falling into a deep sleep: "I knew that you kid couldn't be trusted!" ”

……

When I opened my eyes, it was already early in the morning.

The dimly lit room had no windows, and the air was filled with a faint smell of kerosene, which was probably the air freshener placed in the corner of the room.

It was a clean basement cabin, with nothing hanging on the concrete floor or walls, and only a double bed, a bedside table, a writing desk and a chair, and a Xiaoice box.

The tall, handsome man woke up before the alarm went off, sat at the head of the bed and waited for the time to pass by.

He picked up his phone and looked at the time, it was only 7:03, and it was still early.

It only takes more than half an hour to get to the Peacock Mansion from here, and if he and Maybach give full play to their full strength, it is estimated that they can reach it in ten minutes.

The man looked at his shirt and slacks, then stood up and rummaged through the hanger to see if there was a better fit.

This hanger is actually a few steel wires pulled in the corner of the house, one is used to dry clothes, and the other is used as a hanger.

There weren't many clothes on the hanger, basically white shirts and trousers, which were essential for work, and the man rummaged for a while before finding a T-shirt that didn't look so serious.

After smelling it, there is only the smell of mothballs, and it should be almost dispersed when you go out to blow the wind.

Turning on the light and taking a picture in front of the half of the floor-to-ceiling mirror that the worker had eliminated, the man felt that there should be no problem.

Well, that's not right.

He looked at himself in the mirror with an indifferent face, moved his facial muscles slightly, and made a gentle smile that was not frivolous at all, and the whole person exuded the elegance and easy-going of a loving father.

Not right either.

The man raised his eyebrows, the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth was a little improper, and his eyes were a little more cynical, and he was a social old oilman, which directly lowered his handsomeness by several grades.

That was pretty much it, and the man who was ready looked at the double bed, turned off the light, and went out.

This is the second basement floor, which was originally the air-conditioning room and temporary warehouse in the factory, when he said that he had no house to live in, the boss temporarily arranged for him to live here.

Everyone thought that he only lived for ten days and a half months, but they didn't expect that he would live for several years, so that he didn't even have a neighbor to greet each other.

Back on the ground, through the long hallway, because it was Sunday, the doors of each office were locked, and of course this point was not usually opened.

The factory is a little cold compared to the past, but it is not without people, and a few people who live in the factory will say hello.

"Lao Chu, is this going out to Hi Pi or is the boss taking you to Hi Pi?" A man about his age, but looking at the older ones, threw a cigarette at him and quipped.

The man took the cigarette and put it on his ear, smirking proudly: "Don't play, accompany my son today." ”

"Oh, then have a good time to you father and son." The middle-aged man who was about to hand over the lighter was stunned when he heard this, and then patted him on the shoulder and suggested: "Remember to show your father's love like a mountain, don't let the children kiss you when the time comes." ”

"How is it possible, he is my species, if he doesn't kiss me, he will kiss anyone." The man tilted his head, like a peacock with the screen open.

"You, it's good to be anywhere, but your temperament is too jumpy, when is it as mature and stable as your age." The middle-aged man sighed, waved his hand and turned to leave.

On the other side, the most expensive luxury car in the city was parked in the parking lot of the factory, and the two security guards were lazy and didn't forget to look up a few times, secretly scolding Lao Chu for why he suddenly parked the car here, I am afraid that I don't have any opinions about them.

Chu Tianjiao saw the tiredness on the faces of the two of them, and handed over a pack of cigarettes with a smile: "I'm sorry, I need to use the car in the morning." ”

The two who took the cigarettes didn't complain anymore, and they were relieved to see him drive the car away.

There weren't so many people and cars on Sunday morning, and everyone wanted to sleep through the busy week, and the six-metre-long Maybach navigated the road.

When passing by a breakfast shop, the man got out of the car and bought a breakfast, and sat at the door while eating and chatting with the boss.

This is his old neighbor, who is very good at making pastries, and he often comes back to see if the other party's craftsmanship has deteriorated.

After breakfast, the time was still very early, he thought about whether to go to the Peacock Mansion to pick up the child, but he was worried that the child would be unhappy, so he went directly to the gymnasium.

It was still early, the gymnasium had not yet opened, the man leaned on the driver's seat and turned on the car stereo to listen to the song, his hand on the umbrella pinned to the car door, and his index finger gently tapped the handle of the umbrella.

“The trees they grow high，

and the leaves they do grow green，

Many is the time my true love I've seen，

Many an hour I have watched him all alone，

He's young but he's daily growing……”

This is a new song from last year, which tells the story of a young girl who is married by her father to a wealthy son who is ten years younger than herself, but her husband unfortunately dies two years later.

"It's ugly."

The man switched to the next song, this time the classic "Yesterday Reappeared", the melodious melody and gentle female voice echoed in the carriage, making people can't help but recall the bits and pieces of the past, the heartbeat, beauty and happiness of the past......

Just as he closed his eyes and followed "Every Sha-la-la-la", suddenly there was an annoying roar of motorcycles outside the car window.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a black Jialing motorcycle parked next to him, and the tall Jialing rider took off his helmet, revealing long flowing gray hair and a handsome foreign face.

"Didn't you say that you would gather at the gymnasium at half past eight, why is there no one?"

Fingal scanned the open space in front of the gymnasium, and there was only the uncle who was jogging in the morning and the uncle who was smoking the spinning top, and there was no shadow of the jeep at all.

"Strange, where have all the people gone?"

(End of chapter)