In the same winter, the woman built him a big snowman, and his hands were red from the cold, but she still excitedly went back to the house and called him.

When they arrived in the yard, the maid was carrying a kettle to water the snowman.

Grandpa leaned on his cane and didn't have any expression, "Lu family grandson, you don't need cheap gifts." ”

The woman stood helplessly, timid, and aggrieved.

He remembered very clearly, that woman was as poor as Yan Heqing.

She occasionally mentions that when she was a child, she was so poor that she couldn't eat, and she once was hungry in the middle of the night, so she ran to steal sweet potatoes from other people's fields.

Lu Muchi had seen the wound, in the place of the little thumb of the woman's left hand, there was a mark that could not be erased even if there was money.

So women are not allowed to participate in any public appearances.

Her scars are the mark of the poor.

Yan Heqing in front of him gradually overlapped with the woman.

Lu Muchi's temper became worse than ever, and he said viciously, "Qinggao, who has no money to pretend to be a fart, I'll give you another chance, 5 million a year, money you can't earn in your life!" ”

Yan Heqing was unmoved, his voice was cold, "I will earn the money myself, I only have one condition, find my brother." ”

Lu Muchi pinched his hand bones and clicked.

He can now grab Yan Heqing and go to any hotel, or go to the dilapidated house that Yan Heqing rented less than 20 square meters, and go directly to Yan Heqing.

That's even the only reason he's here today.

At this moment, however, he lost the strength to lift his feet.

The corridor was extremely quiet, only the sound of the little wild cat eating, Lu Muchi was silent for a long time, and suddenly took out an old man's machine from his pocket.

It's Yan Heqing's mobile phone.

He walked down the stairs and threw the old man into Yan Heqing's hood.

"Pick me up. Stop thinking about running away, I can find you anywhere. ”

Lu Muchi left.

After a while, the footsteps disappeared and he walked out of the unit building.

The sensor lights in the corridor went out little by little, and a little wild cat jumped on the hollow window after eating the fish and ran away through the gap.

The other was still licking Yan Heqing's palm, and there were some fish residues left on it.

The soft tongue has barbs, and the feeling of being licked is not so good, Yan Heqing still patiently waited for the kitten to leave after licking it before carrying the food home.

When he got home, Yan Heqing turned on the light and changed his slippers and went into the kitchen.

Warm water rinses your fingers.

He reviewed Lu Muchi's expression just now, and knew that the bait he put down was successful.

Feeding wild cats is the kindness that Lin Fengzhi deserves to have, in the past, he was hungry for three meals and full for one meal, and he really didn't have the strength to sympathize with others.

On the first night of moving, he found that there were a lot of stray cats in the community.

He started feeding every night.

Every time, the meal is packed with a plastic bag, and the plastic bag is rubbed to make a sound when feeding, and gradually, when the wild cat hears the sound, it knows that it is time to eat, and will take the initiative to come out to find him.

There are fewer feral cats tonight, but two are enough.

Yan He cleaned his hands, half a pool of water had accumulated in the pool, and he took out the old man's machine from his hat.

And then—

Boom.

The phone slowly sank to the bottom.

Yan Heqing turned around, picked up a broom and dustpan, went out again, and cleaned up the cigarette butts at the door cleanly, leaving no trace of cigarette ash.

*

Downstairs, Lu Muchi lowered the window of the car and looked at the small room that had changed from black to bright, with a touch of strange emotions in his dark eyes.

He instructed the driver, "Drive." ”

The driver cautiously asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Ancestral home."

Lu Muchi generally does not go back to his residence, and only returns once during the New Year's holidays.

In the dead of night, the doorman opened the barrier, and the car drove into two private streets full of sycamores, and at the end was the ancestral house of the Lu family.

A retro-style villa in the last century, the appearance is low-key and introverted, and the living room is still lit.

Lu Muchi changed his shoes and went in, a little surprised. It's early in the morning, who's still -

"Uncle?" Seeing the man on the island clearly, Lu Muchi was even more surprised.

Lu Rin lowered his head slightly, and his jade-carved fingers held a bottle of Campari.

On the island, there are neat classical cups.

"So late?" Lu Rin didn't look up and poured wine into the cup.

Lu Muchi said vaguely, "Something." He took a few steps forward, "So interested today?" ”

Lu Rin doesn't drink often, let alone mixomy himself.

Lu Rin recalled the taste of that night, it was a cup of Negroni that perfectly matched his taste.

He loves bitterness.

Adding a little more Campari, Lu Rin tasted it again, and it was not right.

He put down his glass and turned to go to the wine cabinet, "Sleep, it's not early." ”

Lu Muchi didn't have the desire to sleep, his eyes moved with Lu Rin, and his Adam's apple rolled violently a few times before he said with difficulty, "Uncle, there is her ......"

With the power of the Lu family, there is no trace of an ordinary woman, it must be his grandfather who obstructed it, and the woman is deliberately avoiding it, and never wants to come back to see him.

The resentment of being abandoned struck, and Lu Muchi stiffened his words, "Can you withdraw the bodyguard, I don't have any privacy." ”

Lu Rin came back with a bottle of Reagan No. 6, and the cold jawline did not have the slightest temperature, "It's what your grandfather meant." ”

Lu Muchi's voice was very low, "I know, but ......" Now the entire Lu family is in charge of Lu Rin.

Lu Rin mentioned it, and grandpa would definitely agree.

"The duty of a bodyguard is to protect the employer." Lu Rin poured some Reagan No. 6 into the wine glass, "There will be no privacy involved." ”

The implication is that the bodyguards will not report Lu Muchi's privacy.

Lu Muchi's lips moved a few times, but he didn't dare to say any more, "I'll sleep first, uncle, you should rest early." ”

Lu Rin responded lightly. "Good night."

"Good night Uncle Goodnight."

Lu Muchi went upstairs.

Only Lu Rin remained, and he calculated the proportions in detail, stirred well, and made another cup of Negroni.

I took a bite and tasted it, the bitterness was close, but it was still a little worse.

Lu Rin poured it out, went to the freezer to retrieve a classical cup, and continued to mix.

Time passed in the low sound of stirring, and the morning light was faint, and Lu Rin tasted the newly concocted Negroni again.

The deep, layered bitterness is the same as that night's cup.

Dark eyes shimmered.

The young bartender added two more drops of olive juice to the recipe.

Chapter 9 009

Yan Heqing got up on time at six o'clock.

Turning on the light, he was just about to get out of bed, when suddenly he glanced out the window with a smear of white, and he turned around.

It's snowing.

I don't know when it snowed last night, and the eaves of the windows were covered with thick snow.

Yan Heqing climbed to the side of the bed, pushed open the window, and there was the sound of snowflakes falling on the ground.

The cold air instantly poured into the house, mixed with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, it should be a plum blossom in the community.

It was still snowing lightly outside, Yan Heqing stretched out his hand, spread his palm and supported it for a while, and a few snowflakes floated to his palm, which was cool.

I'm not going fishing today.

The ice fishing equipment he bought is still on the way.

Yan Heqing closed the window, it was a little cold, and he put on a thin blanket and got out of bed.

After washing, I cooked myself a bowl of tomato gnocchi, cut a few slices of tender tofu, put them in a bowl, and sprinkled a few green onions, and the house was fragrant.

Yan He Qing'an was quietly eating breakfast, when his mobile phone buzzed.

Yan Heqing glanced at it, it was the information of the bar's WeChat group, he didn't care, and even drank the soup before he put down his chopsticks, took his mobile phone and clicked on it.

【Oxygen Employee Group】

Manager: Today's Christmas theme, there are programs and gifts in the evening, everyone who can come!

Bartender Little A: Here we go!

Chef Wang: I made Bolong, and I kept my stomach for dinner!

DJ The Little Prince: The boss is atmospheric! I also invited a few celebrities to help!

Waiter: What are they?!

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