Chapter 20

The moonlight and the night wind that slipped into the window gap created a soothing wave like a spring tide, blowing the half-covered screen, and Lu Jingyun walked over step by step. In fact, for some reason, he should not have approached Huai Yan this way, but It seems that a traveler who has traveled thousands of miles in the desert sees a clear and secluded spring, as if it will give him salvation, but there is inevitably a crisis that will pull him into the abyss of eternal doom, but he cannot restrain his instinct to approach the spring.

Lu Jingyun looked down at the person lying on the bed, the face on the pillow was flickering, the powder on the eyebrows had fallen off, revealing the original light and hazy dark color, and the eye sockets looked like two plump and beautiful olives. A faint plum red floated on the eyelids, and a dry tear stained along the tip of his slightly raised eyes and extended to the temples, lengthening his eyebrows.

The button of Huai Yan's shirt was unbuttoned to his chest. Lu Jingyun saw the shallow scar on his shoulder again, and then remembered the young man who made him fascinated. Although he was also pure and white, he was well cared for and pampered. Not even a mole on his body.

If it is him, how can he recognize and protect him; if not, can he forget the person in front of him and let the admiral kill him...

Lu Jingyun was in a predicament he had never seen before, even though all the signs have shown that apart from his face, his personality and expression are somewhat similar, the rest of his life trajectories and experience habits are completely different, he is already trying his best to distance himself from him. , but now he is still harboring such a trace of sustenance and expectation that he should not have.

Lu Jingyun sighed, he decided not to think about it anymore, got up and did what he should do. He searched the military jackets that the bodyguards had hung on the hangers for Huai Yan. There was only a manuscript of his speech on stage and two old keys. Lu Jingyun went back to the bed and called him twice to make sure he was asleep. After that, he went to look for Huai Yan's pocket. He had done a lot of such things when examining the enemy, but at this moment, Lu Jingyun felt his heart was beating.

Huai Yan turned over in the drowsy dream of drinking, revealing his fair and narrow waist. Lu Jingyun saw a light blue mole on his waist, which matched like a chess piece, he had some idea. He resisted the urge to touch it with his hands, seeing that he didn't have the equipment that a spy should have, he couldn't help but fall into confusion again.

Lu Jingyun knew that he had to leave at this time, but when he stood up, Huai Yan seemed to feel it, and opened his eyes ignorantly and drunk. He vaguely saw the figure of a man, although the alcohol had weakened his vision. Seven points, but he knew that it was Chief Lu.

This must be a dream. Huai Yan wanted to sit up and see him more realistically, but he couldn't control his body. He also wanted to follow his desire to hug him, but even in his dreams, he didn't have the courage to do so. In the end, he only called out "Sir Lu" in a low voice, thinking that the other party would make a decision and leave without hesitation, but the tall shadow stood there and did not move. During this relatively long silence, Huai Yan closed his eyes and once again Falling into chaos, when he was about to lose consciousness, he seemed to be embraced in a warm embrace, and he felt that he was covered by his breath, like being thrown into a jar of delicious wine.

Lu Jingyun walked out of the room a few minutes later, and when he heard the ding-dong sound of the arrival of the elevator, he flashed into the stairwell of the safe passage. A narrow glass window cast a faint night light, and the round and peaceful moon stared at him, as if in the sky. He recorded the brief gaffe just now for him. Lu Jingyun looked downstairs, and there were gauze lamps full of riddles on the street. He clearly recalled that the first time he saw him was on the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Northern Liaoning Qi Fengyuan

The heavy snow fell ten days ago, and the vast and vast field was silver-white at first. As the golden sunlight rubbed and shone on it every sunny day, a little sweet yellow and brown soil was revealed, interspersed with dots on the snow, destroying it. The ultimate tranquility adds a third of casual beauty. Fragments of firecrackers ignited during the New Year's festival jumped in the field of vision from time to time, and fell into the valley when someone wanted to catch them. Only the ruts on the road could occasionally grind them into the wet soil.

The quietness of the snowfield in the afternoon was broken by the creaking noise. A dilapidated human-powered tricycle was struggling to move forward on the road. The baffles on the car swayed desperately with the bumps on the road, almost falling off. The old woman was holding a unique gold-handled kitchen knife, crying and wiping away tears in the car, while the tall and thin teenager who was pulling the car in front was wearing only an autumn coat in the severe winter. It was purple from the cold, and the shoes under his feet had fallen off... He seemed to be very numb, and only trot forward with his head buried in it, with no expression on his face.

"Sorrowful Star... A prostitute... Why did I agree to Ru Xing marrying her at the time... It's good now, I have no home, I can't stay any longer... I have nothing..." The old woman's voice was hoarse. , She talked for a while, maybe because she was too tired, she tilted her head and fell asleep. The boy heard her quiet down and slowly exhaled a gloomy cold mist.

"Drive! Drive!" At this moment, the sound of a carriage came from behind, and the teenager stopped. He pulled the carriage to the narrow roadside to give way. The carriage slowly passed by him, the curtains on the car were lifted, and the seats inside were A middle-aged man, as if not afraid of the cold, was looking out at the scenery. At this moment, he also turned his head to look at the poor grandson and grandson with great interest. When he glanced at the kitchen knife held by the old lady in the car, He even called the driver to stop.

"Auntie, Auntie, wake up, let me ask you something." The middle-aged man jumped out of the car and went around to the back of the tricycle. The old lady also woke up in a daze and said in horror, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I'm not a bad person! I just wanted to see your kitchen knife, but it came from the gold medal Shandong cuisine master Sun Chun?"

The old lady lowered her head and didn't answer, and the expressionless boy in front of the car also came over at this moment.

The middle-aged man saw that they were taking precautions, and said hurriedly: "That's right, I am the housekeeper of the Xu family in Qishan, and there is a wife in our house who is from Ludi. She married to northern Liaoning and always wanted to eat some hometown food. Cai, it's hard to find a golden kitchen knife like this... I look at the two of you, and it seems that you have difficulties. If you know this skill, why don't you come to our Xu residence to make a small kitchen for our wife?"

The young man understood what he meant, and went back to the car without saying a word, but the old lady asked tremblingly, "We came back from Ludi... Sir, did you just mention the Xu family? But then... the five generations The official Xu family?"

"Exactly." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes proudly, "If you cook authentic dishes, you will be paid three dollars a month."

"I'll try it with you. It's absolutely authentic." The old lady almost fainted without excitement. She glanced at the boy with mixed feelings and said, "I'm all old, so what else is there? The request is just my grandson..."

"The Xu family is Qijin's big mansion. What does it have to do with having an extra servant." The middle-aged man understood what she meant, so he turned his head and asked the young man, "How old are you?"

The boy didn't answer, he just said coldly: "Please take care of my grandmother, I won't go."

"Hey, you have a temper!" The butler laughed. But the old lady was so angry, "You bastard! I really don't know how high the sky is! Did you enter the Xu family when you wanted?" , you stay by my side for another year...when you are seventeen...I don't care what you do..."

The young man raised his face and glanced at the old man quickly. At this moment, the butler realized that there was a vigor of heroism between the eyebrows of the ragged young man. He thought silently, but it is a pity that this child has such a rebellious temperament. Otherwise, such an appearance would be recommended to him. It is also good for the second young master to be a servant.

Next should be a story of a teenager online. Happy National Day~