Rebirth of Huaijing

Chapter 63

This is not Lu Yi's first year, but it is the first time he spends New Year with Zhou Huaijing, and it is also the first time in his life that this day has some meaning.

Lu Yi was born in mid-February. When Lu Lao was still alive, he had been insane since January. The long duration of the onset directly led to the fact that when he was alive, Lu Yi was either in the small black house or on the way to the small black house for the Chinese New Year.

It got better later, Mr. Lu died in the nursing home, he was really happy.

Although Lu Lao is dead, Lu Yi has no idea about the Chinese New Year. It is probably because at this time of the year, the company employees and domestic servants have to have a holiday. To him, it is just an ordinary meal.After all, he usually eats extravagantly enough, what else can he expect?

After Zhou Huaijing made the phone call, she sat next to her, watching Lu Yi busy with work, and helping to bring out the food halfway through.Lu Yi was afraid that the smell of oily smoke would infect him, so he asked him to play outside, and Zhou Huaijing obediently lay down on the sofa and read the music score.

The repertoire for the next competition has not been selected yet, poor old Mr. Lin can't understand the music score of his apprentice at all, and can only wait for Zhou Huaijing to play the music spontaneously and consciously to give advice.Zhou Huaijing's unhurried, ignorant and fearless attitude really made the old man feel anxious.

Lu Yi came out with a plate of braised prawns in oil, and saw Zhou Huaijing lying on the sofa dangling with his bare feet, his delicate white ankles almost left an indelible and alluring light in his eyes.For some reason, the scene became blurred in my eyes, and the surrounding layout was rapidly collapsing and rebuilding. In an instant, it was replaced by a dark and beautiful place with a faint fire, and someone was humming a childlike tune on the soft sofa. The pure white feet, in the flickering light, were shrouded in an intoxicating clear light, attracting him to move forward.

"Second Uncle, the prawn is about to fall." Zhou Huaijing's clear and clear voice pulled him back to consciousness.

All the illusions receded like a tide, and the dark tones were instantly lit up with bright colors.

In front of Lu Yi, Zhou Huaijing had already sat up straight, tilting his head and looking at him in confusion.Without blinking, Lu Yi put the things on the dining table and said, "Baby, come and eat."

Zhou Huaijing pulled on his slippers and walked over. Lu Yi had already taken off his apron and put it aside, washed his hands and sat down to help him peel the shrimp.

Zhou Huaijing's style of eating shrimp has never changed, he grabbed the shrimp in Lu Yi's hand, and then sucked his fingers to lick the sauce around, his eyes were clear and without reverie, making Lu Yi seem to have more thoughts It's all blasphemy.

Lu just likes this kind of profane joy, Zhou Huaijing stared at him with pure eyes, like a strong aphrodisiac, stimulating the thoughts in his heart.

The premise is that Zhou Huaijing does not speak.

It's a pity that Zhou Huaijing and Lu Yi especially like to express their feelings when they are together, as if they want to share all their feelings with Lu Yi.After licking his fingers, he licked his lips again. With pure eyes and an innocent tone, he said, "Fortunately, Second Uncle's fingers are not ice cream."

Lu Yiming knew he shouldn't ask, but he just couldn't control his mouth: "What?"

Zhou Huaijing's stunned expression suddenly revealed his cute canine teeth: "Otherwise, the licking will become thinner."

Lu Yi peeled the shrimp stiffly.

Zhou Huaijing was not stopped, and continued to express his thoughts strangely, and exclaimed at the human body structure: "It's so strange, second uncle, why do some places get thicker the more you lick them?"

Lu Yi failed to explain [-] reasons to him, because he was also questioning why some people get rough when they flirt, while others don't.

It was already the end of January, and winter was struggling to leave a mark, snowflakes drifting down from the gray sky that had been brewing for a long time.

After lunch, the two of them had a meal, and Lu Yi took Zhou Huaijing out.

Zhou Huaijing sat in the car, and the number of times, coupled with the sense of security brought to him by Lu Yi, calmed his initial fear of the car.He opened the car window, looked at the exotic scenery outside, turned around and asked, "Second Uncle, where are we going?"

Lu Yi pulled him back into his arms, wrapped a pair of cold hands into his arms, and replied, "Riding a horse."

Zhou Huaijing's eyeballs were as dark as a dark night, and he said to himself, "Riding a horse with my second uncle."

When he arrived at the racecourse, Lu Yi helped him put on the helmet, gloves, and black boots. Zhou Huaijing looked at the shiny brown horse in front of him, held the rein in his hand, and stroked the mane of the horse for a long time. : "Ride a horse with my second uncle."

Lu Yi pretended that he didn't hear anything, but he paused for a moment when he bent over to help Zhou Huaijing tuck his trousers into his riding boots.

Zhou Huaijing's neat and tidy horse riding attire wiped away some of his childishness. At first glance, he looked like a little prince in the Middle Ages, clean and unparalleled.Lu Yi had just helped him put on his clothes, and his fingers were eager to peel off the clothes one by one, so that this disobedient little guy could go riding with him naked.

Lu Yi is also dressed in a dashing attire, the same style as Zhou Huaijing's equipment, but Zhou Huaijing wears it refreshingly, while Lu Yi wears it cold and sharp.The pair of long black riding boots pulled out the slender and elegant feeling of the legs, pulled the reins with both hands, stepped on the stirrups and turned over with a cool breeze, and was already sitting on the saddle.He lowered his head, his narrow and cold eyes under the helmet slightly narrowed, tears were burning brightly, as soon as his line of sight touched Zhou Huaijing's figure, it was like a flame was ignited, melting the ice in his eyes.

Lu Yi stretched out his hand to him on horseback, the arc of his jaw was graceful and smooth.

Zhou Huaijing opened his bright eyes and looked at him, a thought came to his mind - he wanted to kiss Lu Yi's eyes.

He handed Lu Yan his hand, was pulled up, and sat in front of Lu Yan.The idea just now prompted him to do it when he thought of it, so he turned his head, but unfortunately he could only admit defeat in front of Lu Yi's height, and barely kissed the tip of his nose.

Lu Yi lovingly kissed his face, waved the reins, and steered the horse out of the room.

Winter is already lingering, the snowflakes are scattered, floating poetically but not raging.

The freshness and coldness in the air rushed towards the face, dispelling the faint drowsiness from the warmth of the room, making people feel refreshed for a while.

Lu Yi rode his horse forward, neither fast nor slow, as if he just wanted to walk in the snow with Zhou Huaijing.

The snow-covered field was covered with snow, and under the empty sky, the thin wind mixed with powdery snow coolly fell on the cheeks.

Zhou Huaijing took a breath of cool air, and leaned against Lu Yi's warm chest with his back, his heart melted into one, as if there was a trickle of water and the sound of the wind.

Zhou Huaijing couldn't help being proud of his great achievements. He once found Lu Yi's voice in the crowd.It was as if God wanted to play a game with him and threw Lu Yi into the world, but he went around and found the voice in his heart.

Zhou Huaijing sniffed and said, with a gentle tone, showing off his little secret: "Second uncle doesn't know how good I am."

Lu Yi smiled lowly: "How powerful?"

Zhou Huaijing purposely let the other party get a glimpse of the clues childishly, but concealedly refused to let Lu Yi see clearly: "Even if the second uncle turns into a snowflake, I can still hear your voice."

With a smile in his eyes, Lu Yi didn't seem to notice another meaning hidden in his words, and said, "Even if you turn into a snowflake, Second Uncle can still taste you."

The snow was falling softly and tenderly, as if winter had passed and spring had come.

The horse started to run slowly, its four hooves getting faster and faster, splashing flakes of snow foam, leading the two of them deeper into the snow.

As soon as Zhou Huaijing returned to the hotel, she ran to the piano, as if she wanted to play the joy from her fingertips.This is where the magic of music lies. Every pulsating melody is like a heartbeat.Happy heartbeats, sad heartbeats, searching heartbeats, reunion heartbeats, endless sorrows, passionate and triumphant songs, there is nowhere to escape.

Zhou Huaijing's heart gave birth to a hazy tenderness, green fields everywhere, flowers all over the sky, full of vitality.

He closed his eyes and let every whisper escape from his fingertips, his face seemed to be bathed in holy light.

Lu Yiyi stared at him from the side of the piano, as if he wanted to stand like a statue at this moment, and stand here and look at him for a long time.The music like flowing water floated from the air, fell into Lu Yi's ears and suddenly changed the tune, it seemed like the water waves of Lake Lucerne, lurking unknown dangers, hidden under the undercurrent, even the moonlight was shining through. chill.

"...Second Uncle...Second Uncle?"

The familiar calling sound instantly brought his consciousness back.Lu Yi hurriedly opened his eyes, and Zhou Huaijing was already standing in front of him, looking at him with moist eyes.

Lu Yi supported the piano, pressed his fingers to the keys, and made a long and dull sound.His head was dizzy for a moment, he closed his eyes slightly and opened them again, it was much better, but it was still difficult to concentrate.

"Second Uncle, I just said that we will braise prawns in oil at night, did you hear that?" Zhou Huaijing asked.

Lu Yi rubbed his head, and said "um" in a low voice: "I'm going to make dinner now." He said and walked towards the kitchen.

Behind him, Zhou Huaijing frowned and looked at his back.

He just saw that Lu Yi's complexion was not good, so he didn't ask what to eat for dinner.Why did Lu Yi say "um"?

Just as I was wondering, there was a sudden sound of things smashing in the kitchen.

Zhou Huaijing quickly dropped the piano and ran over. In the kitchen, Lu Yi was leaning on the counter and pinching the bridge of his nose, his complexion faintly pale.Seeing Zhou Huaijing approaching, he subconsciously straightened his back and said, "Second Uncle is tired from riding a horse. Let someone deliver food tonight, okay?" Lu Yi said, "There are also braised prawns."

Zhou Huaijing nodded, and pulled the broom to clean up the broken porcelain, but was stopped by Lu Yi, who took the things and tidied them up.

The dinner was dull, and an inexplicable barrier separated the two of them.

Zhou Huaijing has actually not celebrated the New Year for many years. In short, he and Lu Yi have never celebrated the New Year together.In the darkness, the years are often unknown. Every winter, there seems to be a period of time when Lu Yi disappears.It's not that he disappeared completely, but he disappeared every day after cooking meals and helping him pack his luggage. Even if he fumbled around the house to find someone, he couldn't find anyone, but at night he appeared by the bed on time Put him to sleep.

After dinner, Lu Yi actually took the documents and went to work in a temporary study, leaving only a sentence to tell Zhou Huaijing to go to bed early.

With a grape in his mouth, Zhou Huaijing looked dazed. When Lu Yi left, he vomited the grape skin and seeds into the trash can, and went back to the room to flip through their luggage.

When I first came here, I didn’t bring many things. I had already eaten the fruit candy, I still had the music score, a few shirts, and something, and nothing else.

He dug out a box, opened it and looked at it carefully, and finally frowned with self-reproach.