Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

Chapter 18

Lu Qifan's birthday is NO.12 in January.

Zhou Zhimeng had just booked his plane ticket, and his roommate Li Yanfei dragged him to Xinjie behind the school to try a salt-baked wing wrapping rice restaurant that had just opened for two days.

"Okay." Zhou Zhimeng packed his schoolbag.

On the way to Ximen, Li Yan bumped Zhou Zhimeng's arm and motioned him to look to the right, "Here, Han Feng."

"what happened?"

Li Yan said with a smirk: "He stayed out from the afternoon the day before yesterday until today and didn't come back."

Zhou Zhimeng nodded, "I know, he said he went to meet his high school classmates."

Li Yan laughed out loud, "You just foolishly believed him, what high school classmate? He went out to have a room with his girlfriend."

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned, and Li Yan continued to laugh at him: "When will you be enlightened, Zhimeng? At first I thought you simply didn't like to gossip with us, but I found out that you really don't understand."

Zhou Zhimeng cleared his throat, a little awkward: "I... am not..."

"By the way, the handsome guy who confessed to you from the Faculty of Arts, why don't you pay attention to him? He even added my contact information to ask me about your situation, but I didn't say anything, don't worry."

Zhou Zhimeng felt a headache, "I don't want to talk about it."

Li Yan couldn't understand that a boy like Zhou Zhimeng with good looks and rich family background had many suitors, but it was really strange why he always seemed to be ignorant about emotional matters.

"You don't intend to fall in love?"

Zhou Zhimeng's face froze, and he changed the topic and asked, "Where is the rice wrapped in wings? Why didn't I see it?"

"The one in front of you."

The two stood at the end of the line. Zhou Zhimeng looked at the promotional image of the sign on the store that seemed to be full of appetite, and suddenly said, "My brother also likes to eat chicken wings."

Li Yan remembered: "Oh, that younger brother you often talk about."

"Yes, he likes to eat. He can eat one plate by himself. Every time he comes, my dad will make two."

Li Yan didn't care, and asked again: "Did Pei Hao chase after you?"

"Pei Hao? No."

Zhou Zhimeng doesn't like to talk about these things, but it's a pity that Li Yan is very enthusiastic about it. He looked around with no interest. The girl who just bought it in front stood on the steps and tasted it, and shouted: "Why is this chili powder not good at all?" hot?"

Zhou Zhimeng said to himself again: "My brother is also very good at spicy food."

Li Yan was puzzled, "Why do you talk about your brother every day?"

"No," Zhou Zhimeng was slightly startled, then smiled at Li Yan, and explained, "Maybe I'm a little homesick."

The girl who had just finished buying the rice wrapped in wings pointed to the other side of Xinjie, signaling her boyfriend to go forward. Zhou Zhimeng followed their direction and saw a newly opened watch shop not far away. What kind of birthday gift did Xiao Qi buy? After staring at it for a few seconds, he suddenly had an idea, and immediately turned around and patted Li Yan on the shoulder, saying, "I'll go to that store for a while."

"Hey, you don't want to eat?"

"Please help me arrange it, I will come soon!"

Li Yan yelled at the back but didn't call Zhou Zhimeng back. Zhou Zhimeng ran into the famous watch shop, looked at it for a long time, and finally saw a watch suitable for Lu Qifan, a cyber-style mechanical watch, with a black chassis and white line scales. Very versatile, "Let's just take this."

"There is also a white couple model, would you like to see it?"

Zhou Zhimeng didn't react at first, and when the teller brought the white watch in front of him, he suddenly refused: "No, no."

The teller then turned around to help him get the goods and pack them. While waiting, Zhou Zhimeng remembered Lu Qifan's words, what Lu Qifan said that day on the street not far from the training hotel, with his parents behind his back.

——Don’t you still have two years to adapt?

Zhou Zhimeng touched his face, only to find that his face was slightly hot.

Two years seems to have passed too quickly.

Just now Li Yan asked him: You don't plan to fall in love?

In fact, he didn't think much about this issue. Many people around him are in love, including, as Li Yan said, their roommate Han Feng has even started to stay out at night, but he is neither curious nor envious. I enjoy myself in the front-line study and life, and research the subject in a regular manner, just like in high school.

He didn't deliberately avoid this matter, nor was he waiting for anyone.

As for the "adaptation" that Xiao Qi mentioned, he thinks that he may not be able to adapt to the relationship that is about to change, and he is even a little afraid of facing Xiao Qi.

In his eyes, Xiao Qi is still his younger brother, the crying little slug who followed him when he was a child.

If Xiao Qi wants to fall in love...

Zhou Zhimeng immediately threw this terrifying and impactful thought out of his head.

too frightening.

He felt awkward.

He took his watch and went back to the door of the Chibaofan shop. Li Yan was standing on the steps waiting for him, "Eat it while it's hot."

Zhou Zhimeng said thank you, and then transferred the money to Li Yan.

"What is this?" Li Yan looked at the packing bag in Zhou Zhimeng's hand.

"Birthday present for my brother."

Li Yan was so hot that he grinned, and he still didn't forget to say: "The relationship between you and your brother is really good."

When Zhou Zhimeng returned to the dormitory, he simply packed his luggage. As soon as the class on Friday morning was over, he went straight to the airport and returned home before dinner.

His father, Zhou Huaisheng, happened to be at home, and Zhou Zhimeng rushed over, "Dad!"

"Why are you back at this time?" Zhou Huaisheng hugged Zhou Zhimeng and rubbed his hair, "Oh, you came back to celebrate Xiaoqi's birthday, right?"

Zhou Zhimeng smiled shyly, and Zhou Huaisheng pinched his nose, "Put your luggage over there. Dad will pack it for you later. What do you want to eat tonight?"

Zhou Zhimeng said, "Sweet and sour pork ribs."

Zhou Huaisheng agreed, but still teased him: "Eat sweet and sour pork ribs at night, be careful to become a little fat man."

"Just eat!" Zhou Zhimeng leaned on Zhou Huaisheng's back and asked, "Where's little daddy?"

"He's in a meeting and will be back soon, do you want to surprise him?"

"of course!"

"How do you want to celebrate Xiaoqi's birthday? Your Uncle Lu means that you don't want to make arrangements on a large scale, but just get together with your relatives and friends at home."

Zhou Zhimeng nodded, and asked after a while: "What do you mean I want to celebrate Xiao Qi's birthday?"

"Aren't you two going to be alone?"

Zhou Zhimeng took a step back as if facing an enemy, "No, don't."

Before Zhou Huaisheng could speak, Zhou Zhimeng ran back to the room. He took off his coat and trousers, changed into home clothes folded in the closet, and lay down on the bed blankly, his mind blank.

He didn't know why he was afraid.

In fact, he has not contacted Xiao Qi for a month, because Xiao Qi went to drive a racing car before the final exam, and his mobile phone was confiscated by Uncle Lu. He called, but Zhou Zhimeng said dissatisfiedly on the phone: "Why don't you prepare for the final exam well? The winter vacation is coming soon, and I have plenty of time to play."

Lu Qifan didn't say a word on the other end of the phone, Zhou Zhimeng was standing outside the library, and an acquaintance came over to ask Zhou Zhimeng about the student union, Zhou Zhimeng just finished answering, looked down at the phone, Lu Qifan had already hung up the phone .

Later, Zhou Zhimeng called back, but Lu Qifan took a long time to answer and said, "I'm sorry, I won't be like this in the future."

I heard from Zhong Ye that Xiaoqi's attitude towards preparing for the exam has improved a lot, but since Zhou Zhimeng made the reprimanding phone call, he and Lu Qifan haven't had much contact with each other. Until this birthday.

Zhou Zhimeng got out of bed and took the gift out of the suitcase, thought about it, and went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the cake.

He didn't expect that Lu Qifan would call him first, at 09:30 in the evening.

"I just went to study by myself at night."

Zhou Zhimeng sat up from the bed abruptly.

"Passing by your house, I saw the light in your room was on."

Zhou Zhimeng's breathing became short of breath, he walked to the window, opened the window, the cold wind came in together with Lu Qifan's voice, "Can I go up?"

Zhou Zhimeng nodded, and Lu Qifan entered the gate code, and entered the courtyard with ease, and Zhou Zhimeng ran downstairs to open the door for him.

It was freezing cold outside, Lu Qifan stepped into the house, closed the door, then unbuttoned the horns of his coat, and hugged Zhou Zhimeng into his arms.

"I missed you," he said.

In an instant, all the troubles disappeared, and the knots and timidity that had troubled him for many days were submerged in Lu Qifan's embrace. Zhou Zhimeng buried his face in Lu Qifan's neck, and said sullenly: "I thought You're mad at me."

"Why are you angry?" Lu Qifan thought for a while, "The thing about driving a racing car? That's because I did something wrong. How could I be angry with you?"

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

Lu Qifan let go of him and looked down at him: "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed in me."

Zhou Zhimeng bowed his head aggrieved, Lu Qifan hugged him again, "Juanjuan, did you come here specially to celebrate my birthday?"

"What do you say?"

Lu Qifan laughed lightly.

After the stickiness was over, the two of them were still standing at the door, Zhou Zhimeng tugged at the hem of his clothes, looked left and right and asked Lu Qifan, "Then are you going home now?"

Lu Qifan didn't speak, but instead asked: "Why haven't I seen your pajamas before?"

Zhou Zhimeng buried his head even lower.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

"Xiao Qi, don't buy cakes that day, I'll make them for you."

"To me alone?"

"Ok?"

"Make a small portion and give it to me alone. I don't want others to eat it."

Zhou Zhimeng let out an "oh", looked down at the toe of the slippers, and muttered, "Xiaoqi, it's getting late."

Lu Qifan didn't answer, but hugged Zhou Zhimeng and said coldly.

Zhou Zhimeng quickly hugged him tightly, rubbing his hands on his back: "Why do you wear so little? Don't be cool, you should wear as much as you want, do you hear me?"

Lu Qifan stared straight at Zhou Zhimeng.

Zhou Zhimeng felt numb in his hands and feet.

In the end Lu Qifan let him go: "Jujuan, come early tomorrow."

Zhou Zhimeng agreed to him.

The next night, Zhong Ye held a birthday party at home. After the meal, the adults dispersed and the nanny cleaned up the kitchen. Zhong Ye got drunk and was helped into the room by Lu Jincheng. Zhou Huaisheng and Lin Zhiyi called Zhou Zhimeng before going home. : "Jujuan, let's go."

Just as Zhou Zhimeng was about to leave, Lu Qifan grabbed his wrist.

His heart was beating wildly.

Lin Zhiyi saw the clue and asked, "Do you want to stay here?"

Zhou Zhimeng became a little mute and couldn't say a word, so it was Lu Qifan who answered for him: "Uncle, can Juanjuan stay here with me for a while?"

Lin Zhiyi looked back at Zhou Huaisheng.

"Ok."

As soon as his parents left, Zhou Zhimeng was dragged into the room by Lu Qifan.

"Accompany me."

Zhou Zhimeng felt scared belatedly, he said in a panic: "I want to drink water, I'll go down and pour water."

Lu Qifan put his arms around his waist, trapping him.

"Roll."

Lu Qifan grew taller again, completely casting Zhou Zhi in the shadows.

Zhou Zhimeng became more nervous, pushed him with both hands, and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiaoqi, what are you doing? No—"

"Brother," Lu Qifan softened his voice, resting his forehead on Zhou Zhimeng's shoulder, "You promised to spend my birthday with me."